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            The Four String Quartets of 
            Iannis Xenakis:
            The Jack Quartet, Le Poisson Rouge, New 
            York City, 29.10.2008 (BH)
            
            Xenakis:
            Tetora (1990)
            Xenakis:
            ST/4 – 1080262 (1956-62)
            Xenakis:
            Ergma (1994)
            Xenakis:
            Tetras (1983)
            
            The Jack Quartet
            John Pickford Richards, viola
            Ari Streisfeld, violin
            Christopher Otto, violin
            Kevin McFarland, cello
            
            
            Music doesn't get much more concept-laden than the works of 
            Iannis Xenakis, whose elaborate mathematical theories can distract 
            some listeners from sheer sonic bliss.  In a  savvy bit of 
            presentation at Le Poisson Rouge, the Jack Quartet did the 
            composer's four string quartets, starting with his third, Tetora 
            (1990).  Like its textural cousin, Ergma (1994), which began 
            the second half, it might remind some listeners of Messiaen, in its 
            use of huge block chords, more static than some might recall from 
            this composer.  Brusque strokes batter over and over, in a way that 
            makes one wonder if Xenakis were taking cues from minimalists.
            
            ST/4 – 1080262, 
            however, is an entirely different animal: a frantic, ear-tickling 
            array of splinters and shards, flying off wildly in all directions.  
            Written from 1956-62, it is a stochastic icon, introduced by the 
            quartet as "computer-generated chaos."  Its aesthetic mate, 
            Tetras, feels like holding a bouquet of laser beams (and 
            watching your hands melt), and the musicians cannily saved its 
            explosive qualities for the very end.  This was my first live 
            encounter with this score, which with each hearing seems like a 
            candidate for one of the greatest string quartets of the late 20th 
            century.  Throughout the program, these Eastman-trained musicians 
            held nothing in check, plunging into each score with a raw, nervy 
            abandon usually found in rock stars.  And the evening was relatively 
            short, slightly over an hour, including a brief intermission.  It is 
            a phenomenon worth noting.
            
            The venue is worth a mention: formerly the Village Gate, the 
            basement-level space feels more like a rock club, with tables and 
            chairs in the middle, a long bar on one wall, and food and drink 
            freely available.  (The menu features such diverse offerings as 
            Tater Tots and truffled macaroni and cheese.)  The appeal of the 
            informality can't be ignored; some 250 listeners eagerly greeted the 
            players with whoops and yells when they took the stage.  Not every 
            type of music might work in this format, and there is something to 
            be said for giving the music one's full attention without the subtle 
            distractions of glasses clinking and soft conversation.  On the 
            other hand, for those weary of traditional concert hall trappings 
            and routine, the idea may be a gift.
 
            Bruce Hodges
            
            
            
            
	
	
			
	
	
              
              
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