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Terry Riley review – father and son deliver gleefully chaotic minimalism

Oval Space, London
The composer, aided by guitarist son Gyan, sounds like Bach doing bebop during this series of joyously ramshackle improvisations

For half a century, Terry Riley has found himself filed alongside fellow American composers such as Steve Reich, Philip Glass and John Adams, whose minty-fresh minimalism sounds as if it has been plotted out on graph paper. Riley’s music is, in the best possible way, often much messier than that of his peers, and it seems to have become even more gleefully chaotic in recent years. The minimalist rigour is there, but it has been warped and reshaped by Riley’s multiple interests, not least his love of Indian ragas, Balinese gamelan, west African percussion and jazz. It reminds us why the Who’s Pete Townshend, a fan of Riley’s work, once said “the only thing minimal about Riley’s music is the limitation of the audience”.

Tonight’s show is as close to a jazz performance as you’re likely to see by Riley, or indeed any other contemporary music composer. Riley shares the stage with his guitarist son Gyan Riley, collaborating in a series of loose improvisations. It is as joyously ramshackle as this venue, which resembles a large scout hut that has been painted white to convert it into an art gallery.

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