September 21, 2002 the Va-et-Vient (Montréal) will host the first reunion in two years of Jean Derome et les Dangereux Zhoms. Of course, none of them remained quiet since, an excellent reason to go hear their recent explorations!

Concert and CD launch for artist Sylvie Chenard, Saturday September 21, 2002 at Casa del Popolo (Montréal). With guests musicians Maryse Poulin, Martin Tétreault, Alexandre St-Onge for an improvised version of her recent album Océan pour la suite, followed by a series of duets with Philippe Bougard, Kathy Kennedy and Rémi Leclerc.

Jocelyn Robert, skillful sound processor of all kinds of waves, presents “Catarina” and other recent works at Oboro (Montréal) from September 14 to October 19, 2002.

In solo, in duet or within variable sets, canadian born Lori Freedman is recognized for the promptness of her interpretations of contemporary works and the elegance of her improvisations. À un moment donné, her first album on the Ambiances Magnétiques label, is a succession of solo improvisations for clarinets which makes time stand still in the beauty of the moment.

Klaxon Gueule, a trio composed of Michel F Côté, Alexandre St-Onge and Bernard Falaise will launch its new opus, Grain, at La Sala Rossa (Montréal) Wednesday September 25, 2002. With special guests Christof Migone, Martin Tétreault, Sam Shalabi, Jean-Pierre Gauthier, Frank Martel and Roger Tellier-Craig.

morceaux_de_machines means, if i am not mistaken, pieces of machines and is a duo: Aimé Dontigny and Érick d’Orion, who met at a radio station. They played in a band called Napalm Jazz, who release a MP3 work on No Type. Together they are mostly interested in free, improvised music. It seems to me they are using vinyl and tape manipulations, as well as the good ol’ computer treatments. Everything is layered ad infinitum in the computer and mixed at great intensity. Bring on the noise, because that’s what this CD is all about. Noise played at a furious rate, with furious intensity. But unlike the industrialists, their noise is almost free of walls of feedback, but instead there is scraping and scratching of maybe 100s of pieces of vinyl. Maybe my love of noise has vanished over the years, or maybe I’m just getting old, who knows, but to play the entire CD in one run, is getting a bit too much. The CD’s best moments are when they pull back and give air to their lengthy improvisations. A zen like endurance test maybe, but I keep on thinking: ok, heard that, bring on something new. Instead it goes on.