I found the visual aspects of Erik Friedlander's Block Ice + Propane solo cello program at the Walker more inspiring than the accompanying music. But seeing as no photography was allowed I only snapped one shot as he was departing after the end of his set. And woahwoah -- i liked the photo more than anything I could've come up with if I'd even tried.
Friedlander, technically, is a fantastic cellist but much of what he played this night sounded like fancy-panted, pizzicato styled banjo strum. If not for the projected still images taken by his father, Lee, and the fantastic moving images filmed by Bill Morrison the experience would've felt like being trapped inside a public television documentary. Not that different,I suppose, than the intended narrative/ family vacation travelogue that the project was centered around.
No, the show wasn't bad... just quaint and with next to no in-deep. Neither qualities that i look for in a Cello performance.
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