With an unstable air
In a dreamlike night, objects that we thought were abandoned, destined for discard, gradually come to life. They wake up, animated by the air flows blown into their bronchi, pitch, crack, move, breathe, whistle, burp, swirl… and give voice to a sound universe where abstraction, evocations, naturalistic, archaic or complex rhythms intersect. It’s tempting to play with them. Laurent Bigot creates music with them. However, they are intelligent and unpredictable partners.
Glass bottles, plastic bottles, metal cans, balloons, pipes. Two small compressors, a few microphones. A mixer with 24 small taps as potentiometers.
D’un air instable sits somewhere between a wind instrument, a sound device, and an uneventful object theater.
“Nothing is lost,” this incredible dreamlike device could whisper in our ears. In the den of a dark night, the discarded mundanity of everyday life takes shape, life, energy.
Laurent Bigot takes us into his intimacy, brings us together around his table as an architect of movement and sounds and opens wide the door to dreams for us, adults and children. He controls the objects, tames the air, creates his ride like a mini sound and light in motion. It must be said that the musician-poet has more than one trick up his sleeve to gently awaken consciences.
With D’un air unstable, he plays with the incredible encounter of physical materials, made sound, and gives us poetry in touch with the very current themes of ecology and climate change. No lesson here. It is the summoning of all imaginations that takes precedence, the reconnection of eyes and ears and the great freedom to each compose their own representations.
Camel Zekri, for Les Instants Fertiles Festival.
