What the 88 ivories are to Misha Dichter, phonograph records are to Christian Marclay. One of the darlings of the New York downtown scene, Marclay plays 'em, scratches 'em, paints 'em, switches 'em, makes 'em skip, drags the needle across 'em, and sometimes smashes 'em. At bottom he's a conceptualist--one of his records comes without a protective cover, so that any accidents of dust or cat claws become part of the music--but in the end he creates a frenetic, unpredictable postmodern collage that's hip, entertaining, and a little frightening. This Link's Hall performance (where else?) marks his Chicago premiere. Saturday, 9 PM, Link's Hall, 3435 N. Sheffield; 281-0824.
Art accompanying story in printed newspaper (not available in this archive): photo/Keri Pickett.