Review: BoxMan

BoxMan was as constricting in its psychological context as it was expansive in its technical complexity. Trombonist Miles Anderson put his horn through a variety of different effects, interacting with pitch dividers, digital delays, sampled portions of his own playing and a video wall display that cut up his image and dealt it out in a wild shuffle. Anderson played his declamatory role with relish, filling the hall with wailing, gut-wrenching tones which were delayed and played back forming an eerie claustrophobic canon. Like any technical innovation in the arts, Felder's live interactive music-video promised novelty, but proved to be a sharper scalpel for the dissection of the self.