"Complex,
challenging but totally affecting."
The state51 Conspiracy
15 8 SLUM is the title of Rudi Fischerlehner's debut drum solo album, released on Not Applicable. A note about a rhythm in 15/8 lying side by side with Rene Pollesch's book "www-slums" next to his drumkit lead to the slightly dadaistic title, which seemed appropriate to describe the extremes in Fischerlehner's music: polyrhythmic layers and constructions on one hand and textural sounds and noise on the other hand. It ́s complex and abstract - and goes to the core instantly.
The album was featured in radio Ö1 Zeit-Ton, SWR Sonic Wilderness and BBC Late Junction, live concerts took place at Ackerstadtpalast Berlin (presented by amStart), Strenge Kammer at Porgy&Bess Vienna, Grill X Vienna (presented by "Der blöde dritte Mittwoch"), Interpenetrations Graz, Solo Impro Festival Berlin and many more.
Please see Martin Schray´s article on freejazzblog for more backgound information on the album.
SPECTRAL NICHTS
Not Applicable, releases September 22nd 2023, CD and digital, Bandcamp
15 8 SLUM
Not Applicable 2019, CD and digital, Bandcamp
Semta on youtube
Live at Drum-Solo-Fest Berlin 2022 on youtube
Live at Berlin Solo Impro Festival 2021 on youtube
Live at Interpenetration Graz 2022 on youtube
photos & press infos from Dropbox
"15
8 Slum is a journey into sound. Highly enjoyable. Not only for
drummers."
Martin Schray, Freejazzblog
"Wondrous,
great and sensitive solo work."
Marlene Schnedl, Radio Ö1, Zeit-Ton
"This is an unagitated, beautiful and all around successful
record."
Simon Camatta, freiStil
"The titles of 15 8 SLUM are not only an opportunity to admire
the percussion work of this Austrian musician. Each of the six
pieces is a carefully constructed composition with a specific
athmospere and dramaturgy."
Robert Ratajczak, Longplay
"Nur
Spielen, Fischerlehner's third track, then belongs as directly
to Meese as his Adidas dress does to the dictatorship of art.
Before that, Fischerlehner reveals with Semta that he has also
read Dietmar Dath's Feldevaye and with Stasia that he has read
Joseph Roth's Hotel Savoy. But that is only a hint of living
space, in which hand and foot act, stick and sheet metal,
scraping, knocking, throbbing, dripping. Not bookwormy, but
rather as real as the anesthetic forest break on the inside and
the scrawled catastrophe on the back. Someone is living my life.
And it's not me, said Pollesch's Heidi Hoh. Away from
expression, the limbs generate repetitive processes, up to the
final ghost dance, to which a golem dreams of becoming an Indian
or a great break dancer."
Rigobert Dittmann, Bad Alchemy