News for YIJU 移居: Songs of Dislocation
Leaving the street noise behind, you open the door to the new media gallery, to enter a surprising landscape of sound, light and darkness. Surround sound and darkness envelop you. There’s whispering, a soft murmur, the filling in of sounds, until followed by cymbals, string instruments, voice another crescendo and again silence. Ongoing repetition and yet each time something totally different.
Judith van Praag, International Examiner, 15-31 December 2004
At once welcoming and contemplative, the installation is a musical and visual sanctum that provokes visitors to think about immigration and reflect upon travel. Fueled by his feelings of inheriting a broken lineage, he has devoted this installation to constructing songs of memory and imagination... Let your imagination wander and wrap yourself in a warm, comforting blanket of memory and reflection.
Pat Tanumihardja, Northwest Asian Weekly, 11-17 December 2004
Shrouded in black, composer Byron Au Yong’s YIJU: Songs of Dislocation is an orrery of memory, an attempt to chart the composer’s recollections and speculations about his musician grandfather who emigrated from China in the 1930s. What kind of music might they have made together?Au Yong replies with scattered sounds of an erhu (Chinese fiddle), rattles, and clattering percussion (including one of those small tam-tams that makes a boingy “pang”) mingled with sparse cries, sighs, muttering, grunts, chants, and half-sung words. Projected onto hanging whorls of aluminum mesh designed by John Pai, blurred text images of Au Yong’s nursing home-bound grandfather, and videos of filmmaker Chishan Lin’s father capture the fleeting nature of memory perfectly.
Christopher DeLaurenti, The Stranger, 16-22 December 2004