Mo, 22.05.2023 um 21:00
Buda’s traveling life and a strong sympathy with the Middle Eastern esoteric traditions mixed with free jazz musical language brought him to cultivate a very open-minded and spontaneous approach to sound, as testified by the early encounter with the Sufi master Shaikh Hassan Dyck. A wild opium flower bloomed between concrete and glass. As a gentle but firm stance of authenticity the calm and steady sound of the leading trumpet is the polar star illuminating the whole scene. From a state of natural flow, different configurations grow and dissolve as ashes in a bonfire of burning pictures, slowly reabsorbed into the eternal cycle of breathing magma. But nothing is lost. Buda just follows his own peculiar way, the emerald vision, and finds perfumes and gifts from the river forest serpent god on the lonely neon-lit streets of the mechanical wasteland.
Eintritt: FREIE SPENDE
Jacopo Buda | Trompeten-Solo | Hafenstadt
Jacopo Buda is a trumpet player, composer and sound-ar- tist, born in Rimini (IT). His research investigates the infinite possibilities given by the encounter between trumpet and electronics in a live improvisational context. Standing at the crossroads between glitchy noir-tinged jazz, kosmische music and and fourth-world psychedelia, “Emerald Vision” offers a plethora of slowly unfolding and gently shifting emotions: unbounded joy and luminous ecstasy weaved with twilight views of haze and mystery. Hidden corners in the pangea of the psyche barely illuminated by spare rattlings and elusive whispers.Buda’s traveling life and a strong sympathy with the Middle Eastern esoteric traditions mixed with free jazz musical language brought him to cultivate a very open-minded and spontaneous approach to sound, as testified by the early encounter with the Sufi master Shaikh Hassan Dyck. A wild opium flower bloomed between concrete and glass. As a gentle but firm stance of authenticity the calm and steady sound of the leading trumpet is the polar star illuminating the whole scene. From a state of natural flow, different configurations grow and dissolve as ashes in a bonfire of burning pictures, slowly reabsorbed into the eternal cycle of breathing magma. But nothing is lost. Buda just follows his own peculiar way, the emerald vision, and finds perfumes and gifts from the river forest serpent god on the lonely neon-lit streets of the mechanical wasteland.
Eintritt: FREIE SPENDE
