59 People partners: Ensemble Playtypus, P.A. & C.B 59people page 001 59people page 002 59people page 003 59people page 004 59people page 005 59people page 006 59people page 007 [Read More]


hum’s almanac 3. Nov 13 Some rain still mild although ground below freezing gentle breeze enough light. That is if a bird can peer. A blue mountain before spring. 5. Nov 13 Again more rain temperature rises ground thaws moderate breeze and even less light. This time of course no idea. 6. Nov 13 Not so much rain ground cool wind dropping although very little light. To begin with birds whistling in an empty park (or something charming like that). [Read More]


Blue pentagonal remnant of tile instruments: Organ, Kontrabass, Trombone partners: Aleksey Vylegzhanin, Matej Bunderla, Margarethe Maierhofer-Lischka, Sandor-Laszlo Krakoczk Composed for Stephanie Barry DaHe instruments: Harmonium, Electronics Piece for electronics, video by Trevor Furlong Fragments (glas) partners: Bronagh Linck-Ryan, Aleksey Vylegzhanin, Peter Venus instruments: Piano Kosmotopy partners: Klaus Lang, Anna Kropfelder, Yulan Yu, Hristina Takovska, Ja-Young Baek, Seongmin Ji This was a project that we started in 2012, one of the many projects that this group of people managed together during their time in Graz. [Read More]


A concert at esc im labor in Graz, Austria.


fretae phonis for a concert that took place in the Kevin Barry Room at the National Concert Hall, Dublin hosted by the Irish Composer’s Collective A simple geometric process transforms harmonic material, from section to section, in the acoustic space. It was writ without an idea of semantic structure. In other words, with a lot of curiosity and not that much technical know-how. Many of the works from around this time were playing around with these sort of “elastic” structures. [Read More]


A way after remains or reflections In his poem Bogland, Seamus Heaney writes about the influence of the landscape on the pioneers. He compares the Prarie of the Western USA with the Moores in Ireland. A way after remains or reflections is certainly not a long walk into the sunset. The ground swallows an endless horizon. Every layer contains immaculate black. The horizon appears again nonchalant fleeting it cleaves the ground [Read More]