Five years ago, Jean-Michel Jarre's "Amazonia" was released (really? Has it really been five years already...?). An album that fascinated me, and above all, it wasn't something I had expected. After the Oxygene rave reviews of my early teens, Zoolook in the mid-eighties was the last truly great album, or at least that's how I saw it. For me, it was time to explore other musical territories. And then came "Amazonia."
And now, five years later, I'm traveling to Cologne to visit the wonderful exhibition by the late Sebastião Salgado. In my youth, I never went to an exhibition without my Walkman. Music always served to guide and regulate my sensations and feelings, to sharpen my senses and intensify the experience. A kind of natural drug.
At the Amazonia exhibition, a Walkman 3.0 isn't necessary. Jarre's sounds ensure that the jungle truly feels close. Highly recommended.
(Until mid-March at the Rautenstrauch-Joest-Museum in Cologne).
„I have never been to the Amazon rainforest, yet I know it, those mighty lungs on which the planet, in which we, depend, that verdant El Dorado, the dominion of all fantasy, of all extremes, of Herzog's Aguirre and Fitzcarraldo. At once familiar and mysterious, tranquil and troubling, fearsome and fragile... A drug as addictive as it can be lethal. The forests of Sebastião Salgado.
A bird trills, wind whispers in the treetops, passing men sing and squabble, women bathe, a storm rumbles, a plane flies overhead, rain falls on stone: these serendipitous sounds, though unschooled by orchestration or any form of arrangement, create a global harmony: the music of the forest.
And deep in the Amazon rainforests there is a spirit of nomadism, the moving from place to place, from shadow into light, from quiet stillness to brooding menace, pressing on we leave reality behind and plunge into the potent force of rituals and reveries.“
( words from J.M.Jarre‘s Amazonia Double Vinyl)
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