2021
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Presentation as part of the online 12-hour -And- event on December 12 of four never before seen video documents of performative gestures by undo centered on orality in its blunt physiology, contingent spatiality, tense viscosity, and emergent animality. Performed twenty years ago, digitized and edited in the summer of 2021: seize me by the horns (2000) 10:57, Disclosure (2001) 14:04, Vito Acconci’s undoing (2001) 11:00, l’étranglement (2000) 23:57.
Alexandre St-Onge, writing and quoting a writer’s paper about another writer in a book he bought during the festival: Two mouths open toward the wide-open nothing were saying “no” in its affirmative movement of excess. Stuffed by dead snails, these two mouths were not even able to speak, saying “no” by being unable to say a word—a silent speech present through its absence. Through the week, different extreme gestures were implicitly saying destroy –softly, tenderly, absolutely. A word— an infinitive marked by the infinite—without a subject; a work – destruction – which is accomplished by the work itself.
1999
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Performance, untitled, with Sam Shalabi, at a room under the stairs, Montréal.
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Performance, untitled, with Michel F. Côté, at the Salle Multi, Méduse, Québec.
1998
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Performance, untitled, at Musiques Fragiles, Constellation Room, Montréal.
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Performance, untitled, at Le Navire Night, Radio Canada, Montréal.
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Performance, untitled, at Théâtre La Chapelle, Montréal.
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Performance, untitled, at Hotel2Tango, Montréal.
REVIEWS
• The Wire (September 2000, Issue 199), review by Phil England.
On his third solo album The Death Of Analogies, Christof Migone updates the fast edit, low tech musique concrete he developed in his works for campus radio CKUT-FM in Montreal. Migone delights in audio detritus–the kind of details others leave on the cutting room floor In its intimacy, his debut Hole In The Head was reminiscent of Adam Bohman’s home dictaphone recordings in the way it featured his own voice or body sounds, the voices of callers to his radio show, and sounds from domestic life. Death uses much the same sources as Hole but strips them of any character that might identify them, somewhat blunting his idiosyncratic edge and pushing him towards the overpopulated area of electroacoustic music. If he has subjected his latest sonic miniatures to greater computer intervention, they nevertheless retain the dirty, visceral quality of his earlier album: glitch done ugly. The slightly longer explorations of a new suite called “Post Mortems” nudge his work closer towards musical forms, despite its patina of vinyl surface noise. Less engaging is Undo, Christof’s duo with Alexandre St Onge. Like St-Onge’s last solo record, un sperme features recordings made entirely from inside the mouth. Though this information is not given on the sleeve, it is crucial in understanding these highly minimal explorations. The duo’s variations on the ‘microphone in the mouth’ theme (tape hiss on max, mumbled voices, sub vocal sounds, etc) are like so many shades of grey. Appropriately enough, the track titles are taken from Samuel Beckett’s The Unnameable. And the grey cover is something Beckett himself might have warmed to.