Morton Feldman: Rothko Chapel; Why Patterns?

A repetitive chorus of female voices, moaning, wailing, like a train heard passing from nowhere to nowhere at three in the morning, this is the coldest offering to the ear I’ve ever heard. And yet, somehow, it fits both Rothko’s work and the manner of his death. After the Zen no-mind of the first four tracks, Feldman embraces his listeners and–by proxy–Rothko’s spirit–in the 5th track, which offers us a “warm” and charming cello motif, that the composer, in his collected writings, tells us he composed at age 15. Rothko Chapel is then, a radical listening experience of “outside” (as in interstellar space), and “inside” (as in some catchy riff lifted from Dvorak’s “American”).

“Why Patterns” is more familiar Feldman territory: think aural disjunction, fragmentation, etc.

Exciting, challenging, memorable–these are the three key words I would apply to this CD.