Michael Thieke | Clarinet (Left)
Kai Fagaschinski | Clarinet (Right)
Christof Kurzmann | Vocals, Computer (G3 & Lloopp)
Margareth Kammerer | Vocals, Guitar
Atmospheres Of A Beginning 4:27
My Hands 5:22
Eric Kicks 5:04
Children’s Tale 4:36
In My Dreams 3:17
Weary 4:22
Something 5:56
Mambo 8:55
Liebeslied 2:23
Feels Like An Ending 4:40
Recorded at Amann Studio, Vienna, November 3rd, 4th and 5th, 2009 by Christoph Amann.
Mixed by Christoph Amann and The Magic I.D. in November 2009.
Mastered by Christoph Amann.
Cover Art by Jimmy Draht und Stefan Haupt.
All Music by Kai Fagaschinski (AKM), Margareth Kammerer (GEMA), Christof Kurzmann (AKM), Michael Thieke (GEMA)
Lyrics by Margareth Kammerer („Children’s Tale“, „Liebeslied“), Christof Kurzmann („Eric Kicks“, „Weary“, „In My Dreams“ and „Mambo“), Kammerer and Kurzmann („Atmospheres Of A Beginning“ and Feels Like An Ending“), Arthur Rimbaud and Kammerer („My Hands“) and Adeline Rosenstein („Something“).
Many thanks to Seby Ciurcina, Jon Abbey, Yuko Zama, Marion Epp, Stefan Haupt, and most of all Christoph Amann.
Supported by SKE/Austro Mechana)
about:
The Magic I.D. is a Berlin-based quartet exploring the juncture of song forms with abstract music. The band, consisting of Margareth Kammerer (vocals & guitars), Christof Kurzmann (vocals, g3 & lloopp), Kai Fagaschinski and Michael Thieke (both clarinet), formed in summer 2005 after previously being connected via smaller groupings and projects. The musicians expand song forms through the prism of experimental sensibilities and mesh the two remarkably fluidly.
‚I’m So Awake / Sleepless I Feel‘ is their second release and consists of ten intricately constructed gems, each with its own individual shape, painstakingly sequenced to form a record that becomes more than the sum of its parts. The combination of twin clarinets, guitar, subtle electronics and voices seems deceptively simple, but it makes a heady cocktail. The combined effect creates a unique soundscape; after hearing two seconds of this music, it could be mistaken for nothing else.
The quartet presented its music in Austria, Belgium, France, Germany, Italy, the Netherlands, and Portugal, among others at Music Unlimited (Wels 2006), Jazz A Mulhouse (Mulhouse 2007), Angelica Festival (Bologna 2008), Teatro Fondamenta Nuove (Venice 2008), Vooruit (Gent 2009), Auditorium Parco Della Musica (Rome 2009), Serralves (Porto 2010), and Echtzeitmusiktage (Berlin 2010).
links:
Listen on Bandcamp: I’m So Awake / Sleepless I Feel
Label: Staubgold
reviews:
Margareth Kammerers spröde und doch so einfühlsame Art, zu ihrem Gitarrenspiel zu singen, Kurzmanns zärtliches Erzeugen verschliffener Lärmloops und die fragilen Dialoge der beiden Klarinetten (Kai Fagaschinski und Marcel Thieke) – bei diesem durchaus auch als (weitere) kleine „all-star-band“ des Berliner Impro-undergrounds zu bezeichnenden Quartett emulgieren die Annehmlichkeiten (vergleichsweise) konventionellen (Folk)Songwritings mit der Aufregung, die frei Improvisiertes (jenseits von akademisch-angeberischen Fingerübungen) zu induzieren vermag. Das Resultat ist (einmal mehr, s.a. WZ 05/08) ein dichtes, hochmusikalisches Etwas, für das zumindest mir vor lauter Staunen und stiller Freude (beinahe) die Worte fehlen.
-Karsten Zimalla, Wetszeit (D)
I’m So Awake/Sleepless I Feel is the second album by The Magic I.D., following the groundbreaking Till My Breath Gives Out (Erstpop, 2008). The Berlin-based quartet has retained the same line-up as on that debut: Margareth Kammerer on vocals and guitars, Christof Kurzmann on vocals, g3 and lloopp, Kai Fagaschinski and Michael Thieke on clarinets. Fagaschinski and Kurzmann also played together in the duo Kommando Raumschiff Zitrone, whose First Time Ever I Saw Your Face (Quincunx, 2007) made stunning use of a Roberta Flack sample alongside their improvisations. Kurzmann is also half of the duo Schnee/Neuschnee with Burkhard Stangl. All of these groupings share one key feature: their music combines improvisation with song forms in an unusual amalgam.
I’m So Awake/Sleepless I Feel continues in the same vein. The voices and clarinets combine with acoustic guitar and electronics to create distinctive soundscapes that sound unlike any other contemporary band. With no bass or drums, they are rhythmically light and loose, the strummed guitar carrying the rhythm, with occasional electronic rhythms adding a pulse.
Central to the group’s unique sound are the twin clarinets of Fagaschinski and Thieke, who also record and gig together under the name The International Nothing. They intersperse snatches of melodic playing with sustained notes, creating background drones that act as a solid foundation for the rest of the music. Their unison playing at the start of “Weary” is particularly haunting and beautiful.
Much of the songs’ melodic content is carried by the contrasting voices of Kammerer and Kurzmann, which complement each other well. Alone, each has a distinctively expressive voice; when they combine in harmony or indulge in call-and-response (he on the right–hand channel, she on the left), the effect is spine tingling. The songs vary greatly in style and lyrical content. Some, such as “In My Dreams,” have a definite narrative thread, while others are more impressionistic and diffuse. After several hearings, melodies that were not immediately memorable become increasingly so, revealing the craft with which they were constructed.
The least typical piece is also the most intriguing. “Eric Kicks” has a strict electronic tempo that contrasts starkly with the looseness of the album’s other tracks. Close listening reveals that the song is “an ode to Eric Dolphy and his clarinet.” It name-checks many Dolphy album and song titles, weaving them in with observations about Dolphy and his work, thus: „‘Outward Bound’, ‘Here and There’ albums full of human despair / ‘cause ‘Looking Ahead’ at the ‘Fire Waltz’ people still thought he was playing it false.” A catchy ditty that easily lodges in the memory, it is poignantly sung by Kurzmann, a heartfelt personal memoire. Kurzmann subtly weaves little quotes of Dolphy into the music, even using a sample of Dolphy himself from “The Quest.”
Such care and attention to detail runs right through the album. The irony is the amount of effort that must have been invested into music that sounds absolutely effortless.
-John Eyles, Dusted Magazine (USA)
I‘m So Awake / Sleepless I Feel (digital 10), der neue Songzyklus von THE MAGIC I.D., ist wieder ganz von Kontrasten durchbebt und von Wider-
sprüchen belebt , aber zugleich davon, wie sie sich versöhnen lassen. Eine weibliche Stimme – Margareth Kammerer – und eine männliche – Christof Kurzmann, singen zusammen und gegeneinander von Beginnings und Endings, als wären das siamesische Zwillinge. Man spricht neuerdings gern von einem (nur) ‚gefühlten‘ Irgendwas, als ob das ein weniger wirkliches Irgendwas wäre. Dabei sind die gefühlten Dinge doch die einzigen, die wirklich zählen. Kurzmann lässt den Gefühlen elektronisch freien Lauf und unterlegt klackernde oder hölzern tockende Beats. Kammerer zupft und klampft wie immer akustische Gitarre. Gibt es abstrakten Blues? ‚Eric Kicks‘ verweist auf Eric Dolphys Reim von Blues und Truth (wie man es auf Oliver Nelsons The Blues and the Abstract Truth hören kann). Dazu blasen Michael Thieke links und Kai Fagaschinski rechts samtweich summende Klarinettensounds. Bei ‚In My Dreams‘ singt Kurzmann zu Steeldrums davon, nicht nachzulassen darin, die Verhältnisse umzudrehen. Niemand ist dazu verdammt, His Masters Slave, ein Zombie, zu bleiben. Bei ‚Weary‘ raunt er zitternd und wie blind von einem Ton, der ihn ganz durchschauert. Es könnte der Klang sein, den die Klarinetten ausgießen. Oder ein Klopfen an der Tür. Danach flötet Kammerer zu monotonem Geklampfe wieder wie eine abstrakte Billie Holiday. Das Wörtchen ‚Happiness‘ klingt in beider Mund so fragwürdig wie nur was. Die Elektronik gibt sich umso erregter. ‚Mambo‘ ist kein Tanz, sondern zuerst ein Ringen nach Luft. Bis Kurzmann dann ins Unbekannte aufbricht. Ohne Rückfahrkarte, ohne Rücktritts- versicherung. Denn Gott ist tot, sein Nachlass wird zum dunklen Pipapo eines Mönchschors an die Armen im Geiste verscherbelt. Liebe, gibt‘s wenigstens die noch? Kammerers ‚Liebeslied‘ tut so, und die Klarinetten gurren einvernehmlich. Und sie tuten auch zum offenen Ende, das, melancholisch in Mitternachtsblau getaucht, an den Anfang anknüpft. Anfang und Ende umarmen sich so wie Dunkelheit die Bäume umfängt.
-Rigobert Dittmann, Bad Alchemy (D)