BILL LASWELL INTERVIEWED (1994): In the den of the alchemist

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Material: Black Light (from Hallucination Engine, 1994)
BILL LASWELL INTERVIEWED (1994): In the den of the alchemist

The apartment seven floors up on Park Ave South, just around the corner from the exclusive Gramercy Park area of New York, is much as you might expect. Albums and CDs line the walls.

Over there the new Last Poets 12-inch single leans against the wall, on that shelf there the Yoko Ono CD box set sits alongside books by Carlos Castenada. Photographs of William Burroughs and Lee Scratch Perry, recording equipment, mobile phone, odd paintings . . .

And as befits these rooms which are the crucible of creativity, they are mostly darkened and closed in with only the meanest of light coming through small windows to illuminate the neatly filled bookcases.

It is also a place where the phone rings incessantly -- but that’s hardly surprising because its owner, Bill Laswell, is a man much in demand, be it as bass player, producer or record label boss. But “facilitator” is a useful partial explanation for what this intense, unsmiling, bearded beret-champion does in this world.

When Bill Laswell enters the play, things start to happen.

Herbie Hancock makes his techno-hit Rockit, music from various cultures implodes through the studio wizardry of Laswell’s sure hands, noisecore bands from Japan explode, jazz saxophonists like Wayne Shorter find themselves with itinerant Turkish musicians, a Greek guitarist records with the drummer from the original 60s rock supergroup . . .

You name it, Laswell has worked with it.

Jazz musicians? Yep, Laswell records with German saxophone abuser Peter Brotzmann. Hispanic kids from the streets of New York? Qf course. African musicians? All the time.

Yoko Ono? Yep, he produced Star Peace for her. Iggy, Laurie Anderson, Peter Gabriel, Bootsy Collins, Mick Jagger and the Swans then? ’Fraid so. Bill Laswell has worked with them all . . . and sometimes simultaneously.

Take the Hallucination Engine album which appears on Laswell’s Axiom label under the band name Material. It’s a typical round-up-the-usual-suspects of Laswell off-siders -- percussionist Aiyb Dieng, guitarist Nicky Skopelitis, bassist Bootsy Collins, keyboardist Bernie Worrell --- but it also hauls in Chinese singer Liu Sola (whose equally eclectic suspect-heavy solo album is also released on Axiom). junk-writer Bill Burroughs, violinist Simon Shaheen, reggae-riddum man Sly Dunbar, Indian violinist Shankar, jazzman Shorter . . . and more.bill2_1

Hallucination Engine is the world of music scratched and sampled, distilled in the studio over a period of time and shot through with hypnotic mantra-trance rhythms and searing other-world sounds.

As the Axiom label logo proclaims: “Nothing is true, everything is permitted.”

“Yeah, I do a project and then another project and over the years other pieces [albums] come directly from those experiences,” Laswell says as he positions himself on a low cushion and makes disconcertingly level eye-contact.

“Over a period there are a lot of first-time experiences with different textures, styles and people. They are experimental points, many of which go on to become projects, not necessarily for myself but for others.

“A lot of that record [Hallucination Engine] is unrecognisable to me because it is out of context and I have no memory of how it was done. There’s no story or concept or plan. The plan is only to mutate the music and sounds endlessly into another space and push it in different directions.

“If you just put those 24 tracks up in the studio and listened, you wouldn’t relate it to the piece of music that’s on the CD; a lot of things are changed or taken out . . .”

Welcome, then, to the world of Bill Laswell, the man who is most accurately called an alchemist and whose Greenpoint Studios in Brooklyn were aptly described in a recent Billboard as “an informal sonic laboratory-cum-refuge where musicians are free to create without the burden of ticking clocks or other non-musical hindrances."

For this sonic experimentalist, all sound is created free and equal – and record companies are mostly corporate criminals whose mandate is to make money and see musicians as a hindrance to that process.

Here’s a man who genuinely believes you can make great music with anybody ("not great classical music, but you can find that feeling, pure part and quality in every person and make that flow consistently as art”). And he should know. He’s tried it over the past two decades and is as busy now as he ever was, perhaps even busier.

“I've just finished a project for Island Records of Haitian kids doing hip-hop called Voodoo 155 and a whole lot of remixes, one, for Jah Wobble for a multi-media group called EDN. I did the Scorn album - they are a big thing in England - and have just made a band with [guitarist] James Blood Ulmer and Ziggy Modeliste from the Meters.

“Tomorrow I've got a percussion project with Aiyb Dieng, some Cuban people and Trilok Gurtu from India is coming in with his tabla and drums. I'm meeting [jazz saxophonist] Pharoah Sanders on Saturday morning, we’re supposed to do a project. He’s playing great right now.

“Typical? Yeah . . . and unless there’s commitment with a big screw and a deadline, I prefer to keep thing pretty loose and let one project feed another.

“But I don‘t consider this work; it’s life. If it was work, it would be something really ugly;

this is life and there’s only so much of it, so you, have to get as much out of it as you can.”

Laswell -- whose personal and selected discography runs to over 200 projects -- is certainly getting a lot out of this lite. He has been to Japan about 50 times in the past decade: “I just keep meeting more and more people there and I’m interested in the hardcore scene there. It‘s a place where you can work without compromise and people are straight.”

Two years ago he hiked up the foothills of the Atlas Mountains in Morocco with a digital 12-track and generator to record the fabled Master Musicians of Jajouka with whom Ornette Coleman played and Brian Jones of the Rolling Stones also recorded 25 years ago.bill3

Laswell has done field recordings in The Gambia, played alongside Indian, Turkish and African musicians, those avant-garde types from Can, mixed Jimi Hendrix and spoken word, has steered a couple of record labels and on the schedule this year is a tour through China, Mongolia and across to Samarkand, staying in tents and making music with Chinese, Japanese, African and American musicians.

You name it, Laswell has done -- or is about to do -- it. And in the rock culture in which he is most clearly recognised, he carries a unique vision worth hearing these days when lawyers, radio and accountants can fashion tastes, create an audience where there was none and tie the whole thing to a marketing plan designed to sell more jeans, lifestyle soft drinks and T-shirts.

He shakes his head at why anyone would want to be in A Band and work with the same people all the time: "That’s unbelievable. Business, management and record companies create that for their own ends and create the relationship between the A&R person, his corporation, the artist-so-called, his management, his producer, the engineers management . . .

"I now never do big projects for financial reasons. I do them because I’m interested in them. Mostly now I'm just working and money should come from work. Even those things called 'bands' that I work with, it’s really just because I’m interested, although I’m less and less interested in configurations of people calling themselves bands, especially in the competitive [rock] areas."

And that’s what makes Laswell the facilitator and alchemist he is, although he denies he is doing anything special.

"Not in time, not when you stand and see time in a bigger space. At the moment it might just seem that way."

And if you look away from the dark, penetrating eyes to the mystical texts about dreams and illusions of reality on the shelves behind the beret, the Laswell ideology starts to make sense.

The fact sheet on this mahatma of musical synthesising begins simply enough: in the late Seventies he arrived in New York from Michigan where he’d played bass in various original and covers bands; in the Big Apple he added funk and fusion skills to the free jazz sounds he loved; he hooked up with the avant-garde of guitarists Fred Frith and Nicky Skopelitis; created the band -without-mission statement Material (with its revolving-door membership policy); hassled Brian Eno into letting him shove some bass lines down (some of which ended up on the Eno/David Byrne sample-and-hold My Life in the Bush of Ghosts album); found his way into production (Nona Hendryx, Material) and then cracked it with Herbie Hancock’s Future Shock album, which sprang Rockit.

It was that last outing that made Laswell his name in the world of bigger budgets and saw him snapped up by Mick Jagger (for She's the Boss) and, more improbably, Yoko Ono.

Ono’s Star Peace album -- a typically cringe-inducing outing salvaged only by Laswell’s hands-on sound and his usual roster of fascinating playmates -- was taken on simply for the experience of handling the larger budgets . . . and to get him out of doing the Rolling Stones album he was offered at the time.

“It probably would have taken 10 years a song in Paris, and Yoko Ono’s seemed like a great alternative to spending the next 25 years recording Johnny B. Goode for the ten thousandth time,” he says with something approaching a smile.

"I was just starting to do big productions and get well paid, so I thought if I did that [the Stones] I’d learn more about how that works and what really goes on with those bigger operations and how to maintain, to budget, to create those bigger things with travel and co-ordination.”

The appeal in the Ono album however was his interest in her early period, when she'd been part of the Fluxus avant-garde art network. But, as it happened, Ono was more keen on pursing her woeful singing than the free-form screaming flights that were the hallmark of her 60s sound.

“Musically I wouldn’t say anything about it; it was more an experience and a curiosity . . . but I was curious to goto that place [the Dakota] and I remember Bernie Worrell and I went and wow, it was fun.” (Faint smile.)

But, as with the Jagger project, it also put money in Laswell’s pocket, essential because he was also in-house meistermind and producer at the Celluloid label and he’d started to expand his horizons while finding the limits of audiences. He had met Celluloid label boss Jean Karakos through Giorgio Gomelsky (former Yardbirds and Stones manager with whom he’d connected on arrival in New York) and over the next few years was the architect behind some of the most innovative music of the decade, much of it ignored by the mainstream music press.

He teamed up John Lydon with Afrika Bambaataa on the World Destruction single, pulled great Afrobeat out of Nigerian funk king Fela Anikulapo Kuti, played with the Golden Palominos (Michael Stipe singing the old Moby Grape classic Omaha) and took turntables and hip-hop to Africa . . . much to the irritation of the English rock scribes who nailed the accusation of cultural imperialist on his door.bill4

“All that activity happened because of the genuine interest of Africans in trying something different. In Senegal and The Gambia the kids wanted to have drum machines, turntables and hip-hop. They wanted to experiment.

“There’s no sacred music -- that’s the first thing. The music that’s happening around the world is everybody’s music. You can discuss that with anyone and the only ones who'll fight you are ethnomusicologists and book people.

"Master musicians all over the world will tell you their music is free . . . with Celluloid I wasn't even dealing with master musicians. I was dealing with pop people; they weren't even great musicians."

But as Laswell notes in his intense, direct manner, his style isn’t to sit around worrying; he keeps moving.

"I'm not moving on, I'm moving around.”

And that ethic has led him into the parallel projects he can tick off: production jobs for Iggy Pop, the Ramones, Motorhead, dozens of Japanese bands; bass whumping for the likes of James Blood Ulmer, John Zorn and Tom Verlaine and, of course, his own band Praxis (with P-funkers Worrell and Bootsy Collins, drummer Brain and kiss-the-cosmos guitarist Buckethead). And Last Exit, a noisy free-jazz band which -- up until the recent death of its guitarist Sonny Sharrock – redefined noisecore jazzmetal and got great press in England, a country Laswell has little patience with.

They love Last Exit there, he sniffs, but they’ll love anything that doesn't sell.

These days the projects still mount up – he's confident of getting Omette Coleman and Bill Burroughs, both friends, together for a project despite Coleman's aversion to calendars and time in general.

But it is as label master of Black Arc and particularly Axiom, his two-year-old label and personal project of Island Records’ head honcho Chris Blackwell, that he is increasingly occupied.

The Axiom catalogue already stretches over cross-cultural. genre-defying albums which started with former Cream drummer Ginger Baker's Middle Passage, through the Brazilian/New York collision of Bahia Black’s Ritual Beating System to the Afro-American politico-funk of former Last Poet Umar Bin Hassan’s Be Bop or Be Dead. And now Hallucination Engine.

According to Seconds magazine, Axiom is “William Burroughs’ city of Interzone come to life. Powered by metaphysical principles, Axiom is populated by P-funk astronauts, free-jazz alchemists, hip-hop soldiers and brigades of warriors from Africa . . . more likely to be members of the Order of the Golden Dawn than the Kiss Army.”

It can be startling stuff, not the least for the way albums bleed into each other and can seem obliquely cross-referenced. And in a world driven by cynical market forces, Axiom's iconoclastic, releases which avoid the slam-dunk mentality of rock or the cult-factionalism of jazz are finding their niche.

Laswell leans back in the half-light of his room and in his quietly direct manner lets go a few thoughts. He's been drawn always to North African and trance music and maybe that's why he worked with the Aboriginal band Yothu Yindi on Freedom.

But unfortunately they come off like a bar band, a bad Creedence covers band with a didgeridoo player, and that‘s no reflection on them; that’s because they are a product of their love for Slim Dusty and country music. Someone should take the time -- someone not involved with rock'n'roll -- to take them right back to their tribal rhythms and build things up from there.

When Bill Laswell talks about cross-cultural outings typical of the Axiom label, you know the words “world music" have no meaning any more.

“It’s a category,” he says warily. "At least it means you’re not buying a Guns N’Roses album, so it’s an indicator and speeds up the process of discrimination. But more and more people won't ever leave Guns N’ Roses. I think that sensibility will actually get bigger, and that control and manipulation will expand.

“What's going to be much more interesting is the creation of an autonomous underground with young people who realise you don’t need an understanding of business to be an artist and create. You can network with people you trust and keep it underground to keep it away from all those other areas.

“That’s what l’m looking to build. Independent catalogues and networks, autonomous situations and videos of all kinds will speed up the ability to transfer information.

“Kids coming out of hip-hop with no business background will be flung into situations where they are dealing with vast amounts of information. That’s shock treatment and that’s why it’s got to be kept underground . . . so all this can get bigger.

“And it will.”

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