It's pretentious, it doesn't sound like it has a soul. It expects us
to wait around for it, like we are working for it, then it fucks around
and maybe sometimes almost kind of finds something, but it can't really
deliver and in this off skilterness you do have some success in finding a
balanced mélange. It is this incredible lack of range that the music
suddenly becomes interesting, as the sound you hear is a sculpture made
with hands with fingers and these fingers are prodding
you where you can imagine them. Normally a pianists fingers are a
flutter of abstract blurrings, not with Wells, Wells moves with the
weight and assurance of an ordinary hand upon the physical body of the
piano. Tao takes the piano and plays it, pounds it into a truce of equal
submission and carefully negotiated domination, with a emotional
complexity and intellectual maturity oft missing in contemporary avant
garde piano performing. It's interesting to note the Wells before this
foray into the foam arts, was recently written about in Spinoff as the
maker of one the top ten art works of the last last ten. He's a Social
media guru with thousands of followers, a old school blogger with a
thousand a month hits held steady for ten years. He knows what it's like
playing to a captured audience, a court, a closed society of the arcane
culture makers, and their particular very real demands of ritual
seduction and rounds of humiliation. Wells never tried to hide this
aspect of the professional artist, the sleaze of dealings between public
universities and the propped up careers of NZ's leading artists. The
miscarriage of justice that that is. The immediate damage such behavior
is causing as our leading artists are bought to keep their silence, to
not say that they are working for the democratic state on maintaining
the standards of democracy. Instead they are silent about their role and
salary, instead they lie and create the impression that they are aloof,
financially independent market driven successful artists independent,
independent not bank rolled, by the state. Not given money to teach, do
research for your business being an artist, we the people invest, but to
see this happen not for it to be a secret, for everyone to see the
strength of our democratic system by our very ability to appreciate our
own propaganda and the pleasure that comes from consuming ones culture.
Always a dangerous performance, why we keep coming back, and why it is
also a war, held in forms more friendly than bullets. At this point, I
realize that I've completely given up on completing this interview. That
I was naked and ready to give up my life before to be with this man in
whatever form he can take me.
-tw
review: Sound art for the blind. Charlie One Note: Tao Wells - solo
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