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Impressions from Aside 8 – Sound

For me, it was all about sound. The hum of conversation between old and new friends amongst the mutterings of setting up and technical concerns. The pluck of a moon lute. The clearing of a throat before plunging into the poetic landscape of someone’s mind. The laughter and music of a tea party that is by turns joyful and mad. Strums of a guitar and the thrum of electronica, painting a soundscape of story and voice. With all of those sounds, I felt us all come together at Aside 8.

Music is a unifying force, and we all resonated with our feelings and experiences that certain music brings. One of Tina Ma’s songs reminded me of my young son, a lullaby-like melody that brought tears to my eyes. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, almost meditative, during Sophie’s song in Sanskrit and Chinese. There was the sense of camaraderie that I built with my companions in R4, and there were the stories of a journey through the body, the mind, and the soul from our wonderful musicians.

At a time in my life, where I just wanted to touch and come together, where I needed something more than ever to feed my soul, the night at Aside 8 was a godsend. It was a place where sound became touch, became nourishing food for the soul. It gave me a moment where I wasn’t alone.

Whiney Zahar
whitney.zahar@gmail.com

 

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There was a hum as bodies began entering the room. Slowly the odd voice or two on the carpets became an eager patience standing in all corners, each one awaiting the questions from new faces before them and cheekily answering to familiar eyes. I saw the cheeks of the room become rosy again, and it was not just the wine warming us that evening.

Performers took us into their little nooks of secrets and stories, and swung us into their world with an unparalleled trust. The audience trusted them back. There were tears that night, particularly as Tina Ma recounted her experience with and her blessing from her mentor. It was a story of the tradition of Tradition, really. I learned to embrace the new with a reverence of the old. A lesson that will not allow me to waste the wisdom of our elders.

It’s impressive what the power of the voice, voices, vibrating strings, and a room full of warm bodies can do to a person. I left that evening tired but not spent, I slept very calmly, and I am pretty sure we all did that night, having spent a night around a metaphorical campfire, sharing the warmth that radiated from our souls as we saw each other not in the light of what we try to be, but what we really are.

Andrew Chau
drewdas@gmail.com

For a full list of performers at Aside 8 and their respective bios with contact details, please go to this link.

Drew’s Drama Sessions are back!

This Sunday we had our welcome-back-class. It mostly consisted of games and exercises in ideas and themes we had covered before the long break, which included Charades (of animals), and telephone. Afterwards we did exercises in the the 8 effort actions. Followed by an introduction to the Hieratic gestures (gestures that have dual meanings, and are used across cultures and time periods), as well as exercising using different centers of movement and motivation (moving with the heart full or empty, moving with strong or weak bones, etc.).
For the next class we will begin to delve deeper into the Hieratic gestures, as well as continuing a review of previous lessons.
As I have mentioned to some of the parents this past Sunday, we will be working under R4 in an afternoon performance with our own performance of Dr. Seuss’ Green Eggs and Ham, and Cat in the Hat. This means that we will also begin to incorporate text into the lessons, and begin learning about interpretation and performance of text.

All the best,

Drew
2-26-2014

Performers, Aside 6 @ the Red Room, August 30 2014

Saturday, August 30th, 2014 Time: 6:30pm – 10:00pm
Red Room’s sixth exclusive event, where these artists share their most imaginative, courageous and inspiring performances.
You can register online (http://bit.ly/1sFbGFZ) or email us at
red.room.taipei@gmail.com to confirm your attendance.

Featuring:

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Bio:

Mark van Tongeren is a sound explorer, experimental vocalist and cultural musicologist, well-known for his work on Tuvan throat singing and other kinds of overtone singing around the world. He wrote a textbook Overtone Singing (2004) and presented his work internationally from the USA and New Zealand to Taiwan. In 2013 he received his PhD from Leiden University with his thesis ‘Thresholds of the Audible. About the Polyphony of the Body’. Mark is a member of the arts/sound-collective Oorbeek and founded Parafonia and Superstringtrio. He lives in Taiwan with his Taiwanese wife Wen Yo-June and their two children.

Performance statement: For this Red Room I have prepared a sound massage, to clean the audience’ ears, brains and cells. Simple, flowing vocal sounds (though with a twist …. ) that can swallow up all the confused energy in your body-mind. Close your eyes, open your ears, and experience soundspace the way you have never experienced it before. Forget what you were doing, what troubled you, forget even who you are and where you are. Enjoy some moments of pure silence, of simple being afterwards. And come out refreshed.

E: mark@fusica.nl

 

 

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Coming from Indianapolis, U.SA.

Apelles Johnson is a poet of simplicity. His poems vary in subject matter and mood, but he tries to maintain a style of speaking clearly and giving a message easily understood.

He is proud to have performed in Taipei as it shows an appreciation for his style of universal poetry. He has also hosted a poetry workshop here through the organization ‘Becoming’ as well as written and performed short plays with the Taipei Players. He loves listening to live music and works as an English teacher at Tamkang High School.

apellesjohnson@gmail.com

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David Gentile came to Taiwan years ago to study Chinese and Kung Fu, then ended up graduating from the Chinese Dept. at NTNU this past Summer. He traveled throughout the US before coming to Taiwan, and has always enjoyed coming up with little one-two line rhymes about the strange, beautiful, or troubling people, places, and things he encountered along the way.

“The poems started to become a way for me to impermanently document my experiences and even influenced the way I saw the world. Places became references to epic lines with names like “The Dog-Rocket House” or “The Dust Palace” that echoed the feeling of the abandoned hotel in the Lost Boys. People around me started to have nicknames so colorful and fitting that they sounded like the cast of Dick Tracy villains, and even the simplest of tasks were a mix between everyone’s own unique dog commands and rhyming slang. Basically, we got in there like swimwear, and now I have a whole new time zone…”

david.gentile.5@facebook.com

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Like most artists, in younger days Tina was a Taiwanese hippy, rebelling against anything that interfered with her free will. She loved playing the guitar and learned American music while participating in all the social movements when Taiwan was seeking its identity in the early 80s.

After 30 years, she knows that the voice and sound must come from her own ground and soil now.

Having explored different art forms, she has finally chosen telling Taiwanese stories through songs from the ancient Chinese to current days, and to follow her bliss…

She likes to see herself as someone who uses this ancient musical instrument – moon guitar, to share shamanic spirits from nature and folklore of the mother earth. The instrument is two stringed, but says a lot in a simple ways, as most of life’s wisdom does.

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“The Power and Purpose of Art”
      藝術人文的力量和用途
A few weeks ago, on the Internet site called Reddit, there was a post of a young man sharing his pain. The pain was of loss. The young man, 24 years old, agreed to watching his neighbor’s daughter while they went through a divorce, he fixed his car in the garage and she sat with him, eventually curious and brave enough to ask him if she could help. The two developed a bond over the weeks to come only to be separated by an imminent divorce and move.
His pain, when shared, opened up a sensational trend of responses. People connected and created from his and her pain. His loss of a friend, the young girl’s loss the only respectful adult who cared for her. Some of the most powerful responses were acts of artistry, and creation. Using their story to create poems, songs, and beautiful verse reposes, they helped mend him, all with the desire and goal to help him find a way through his loss.
So what is art for, and why do we have it? Where does it come from? How has the creative energy transformed today into our world of living with technology? Do we still use art for the same reasons?
Through the examination of poetry, verse, theatrics, music, and this example, I will try to address the humanness to create and give, and examine where the true resting place for a final piece of artistry should be.
幾個星期前在一個叫 Reddit 的網站上一 24 歲的研究所畢業生留了一篇散文,他在這篇文章裡面敘述了他的親生經歷。他有一對鄰居是兩個快要離婚的夫婦,而他們在這個又煩又忙的過程中沒有足夠的時間照顧他們的 8 歲女兒。小女孩的父母親其實只顧著他們自己的需求,也不把他們女兒的成長過程放在眼裡。反而,是這位在一邊修他的汽車,一邊看管他們的小孩的「臨時保姆」才真正的當上了一個盡責的家長。可是小女孩的父母離婚不久之後,她的母親決定要遷居,女兒也一定是被牽著走,而這對投錯胎的「真父女」也就拆離了。
他發佈他的苦衷之後,網友們的回應都是非常的熱烈,而且多半以詩文、抒情的散文,以及音樂的形式回應。他們都以他們兩人的故事當靈感之後用藝術人文的管道來幫他渡過這個難關。
那麼,什麼是藝術人文到底是什麼?它為什麼存在?它從哪裏來?今天的藝術人文用途是否和過去相同?在我們生活科技過度發達的時代我們又要如何把這創造性的能量發揮到最大的境界?
通過詩歌,白話,戲劇,音樂,以及這個故事作為例子,我會討論我們為人的創造和給予能力,並且尋找藝術與人文的真正的目的地。

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I’ve been involved in the performing arts in a wide variety of ways since early childhood. Since coming to Taipei five years ago, I find myself in an entirely new-to-me sub-genre: Radio Drama and it might never have occurred to me if not for my involvement with the Red Room Community. The experience has been transformative. I’m Director/Producer of a fledgling company: Red Room Radio Redux (R4). Our mission is to share great classic Western literature with a wide audience using simple techniques of readers’ theater and radio drama. In our productions, we seek to re-kindle an appreciation for Western literary tradition and to find common purpose through a shared, re-imagined experience of these great works.
A not-for-profit organization, R4 is always grateful for support in any form: technical assistance online and onstage, opportunities to perform, gifts in kind and, of course, sponsorship. We seek to connect with educational institutions in Taipei; we want to share our passion for the spoken word and do our part for education. If you can help in any way, please email us at r4.radioredux@gmail.com

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Thomas Bellmore has been a valuable player with R4 starting with his portrayal of Jonathan Harker in Dracula LIVE! Halloween 2013. He recorded the same role for broadcast on ICRT-FM100 this year (10/30 at a time TBA)
Last December, he played Marley’s Ghost for our annual presentations of Dickens’ A Christmas Carol and, in a special command performance, took the challenge to portray 8 different characters before a live audience.
We are grateful to him for his time and talent.

Drew’s Drama Session, October 2013

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It’s about 11:30 in the morning as Drew guides a group of kids through a imaginary swamp in the Learning Kitchen. He gradually picks up his feet off the oriental carpet and deliberately lands them slowly and carefully, as if afraid to ruin the elaborate patterns on the delicate Indian rug. What is amazing is that the kids are shadowing his lead; most of them seem so curiously amused that they can’t help but shriek with excitement. Max, a second grader who entered behaving shy and meek during introduction, now has become equally hyper as Kyle, also a second grader who occupied his sense of imagination by throwing mud at the young thespians from the carpet swamp. It is hard to imagine just an hour earlier, every kid as languid and exhausted.

“Shh… we have to be very quiet! There’s a sniper here! It’s nighttime and there are a lot of branches here in the swamp…” Drew vigilantly whispers to everyone. Conrad, one of the participants in the group, quiets down for a few seconds before he makes gunshot noises and falls down on the swampy ground. This cautious whisper from Drew was intended to calm the kids down, but rather managed to open another gateway to their imagination. Soon the kids are pretending to shoot each other.

“No, no, no… I am not going to allow people getting shot in this class! And no shooting at other people either!” Andrew says, and I can’t help but giggle.

Drew’s Drama Session is all about thinking about the small things in life and expressing them through movement and language. In one of the many exercises, Drew gets the children to think back on times when they were tired and hungry and act out these feelings purely through movement. As for language, Drew asks them to express movements such as a “dab” or a “slash” with the tone of their voice. Through these exercises, Drew hopes to have the kids understand that drama and acting is all about movement, language, and stretching one’s imagination as far as possible. A lot of times, the kids look like they are playing, but it is one of Drew’s subtle methods in getting everybody comfortable with expressing themselves. When everyone is up and alive, there is no time to think about being shy and timid!

This is Drew’s first of four drama sessions that are being held every other Sunday from 10:30am to 12:30pm at the Learning Kitchen, and everybody seemed to have enjoyed themselves—especially Drew. Considering how much everyone enjoyed themselves, there might be a possibility that the Red Room will offer more classes for kids from seven to fourteen years. And if anyone is interested, we are more than happy to open classes for fourteen and above!

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Andrew Chau, July 2013

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Like (Chinese) brush strokes I shall find the point on which I’ll pivot turn
Differentials woven in as bristles spin
Ink across the surface although it appears as a two-dimensional space
It seeps further through capillaries reaching depths
Often forgotten

The infinite dimensions within the page
Some inked some are not
Are bound by their nature of objective existence
Only made possible by the grace of a hand
Devoid of any further essence or fate
(save the essence of ink is to be writ
the essence of paper is to be written on
save the fate of ink and paper are in
subjective hands)

And now a bond emerges from this pair
In a dreamlike movement fact has come
To act and bind as brush binds ink and paper
Fiber Flesh Fluid Foam
A single stroke of inspiration turn
Inward and ‘round the perimeter
Of the page there sits an image of me
(Chinese) Character

You can find more of Andrew’s poems at:

http://hellopoetry.com/-andrew-chau/

(c) Copyright 2013 Red Room.  Material on this site is the property of contributing members of the Red Room Community. Please do not copy any part of this publication. Thank you.

Andrew Chau, July 2012

Al Pacino Talks About Dishonesty

Cheat on your wife,
Call your mother on Mother’s Day.
Convince yourself with all your right,
That you do some form of real honesty.
Still, despite all the false tendencies
Convict yourself of petty crimes so that
Problem that you could never really solve
Weighs less on you, breath more will you now?
Forgive, make believe the lies of good
Deeds, of legacies and good wills, good Karma,
Good, good, good, yes please.
Make sure they’re there; make sure numbness subsides,
After.
Cheat on your husband,
Call your father on Father’s Day,
Forgive the little lies we hide under
The beds. Forget the promises made,
Under work, under moons, under the meadow,
In the shade, behind private-public faces.
To me, I am but a tab on you,
To you, you breathe rancid.
Morning dew on rot, is just wet rot.
Sharper the harpoons are, the speedier
We commit ourselves. Thicker the hide,
Double the gore, nimble with your toes,
And we still wish we had those roses
On our breasts, in our hair and vows.
Insert wise saying here, and
-Make it easy-
Shut yourself up, don’t listen.

Phew.

Andrew Chau
grandmothersidea.blogspot.tw

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