conceptual object; meatal; 50 copies; 2013
Untitled is a disc not able to be played through CD player. and not able to be digitalized. not for sale. it’s present for people who producing or loving physical disc.
There are three reasons to release it:
1, Same as traditional vinyl, cassette or CD, it has specific weight and texture. you can touch it by hand. it takes a little physical space. it could be abraded or lost;
2, Its creator is a man who selling discs;
3, It look like early logo of Sub Jam.
Lao Yang (aka Yang Licai)
A man who was born in Panjin, Liaoning. lived in Beijing since 2003. temporarily lives in Yunnan since 2013.
Founder of Sugar Jar Studio.
2003, Lao Yang established Sugar Jar Music Store. It became to the only store of experimental music and sound art in China afterward. It was a place the comunity meet and performances happen. It’s Lao Yang’s life-art-politics practice as well.
2009, Lao Yang and Sugar Jar attended Tirana Bienale in Balkan.
2010, Sugar Jar closed.
2012, in the spring Lao Yang start to collaborate with Catalonian artist Gerald Altaió for a new Sugar Jar. later this year he did an artist residency in Akademie Schloss Solitude, Germany. and a Europe guerrilla tour.
As a creator, in another word, as a resister, Lao Yang has I, China, I Am Yang Jia and other works alongside of the Sugar Jar. during 2008-2010, he participated or been involved a series of social events.
I’m going to go out on a limb and guess that this isn’t the first time, in world history, that a saw wheel has come packaged in a CD case as an object of contemplation. True, I haven’t heard of any specific example before this but, if you were thinking about more or less circular, flat items to substitute for an audio disc, such a thing could well have sprung to mind. It’s very attractive, after all, burnished steel, in this instance bearing four incisions (mine has four; the above, three) and two shade tones. It connotes sound, a fairly specific, high volume sound that can, in my experience, hover on that fine line between excruciating and divine, inhabiting an area not so far from some noise climes. It implies a kind of violence. It has heft. It feels cool, smooth and somewhat uncomfortable in one’s hands. More, Lao Yang has filled the anterior section of the CD case wi a folded rectangle of black sandpaper (rough side exposed front and back) and sandwiched the blade between two discs of same, a half-inch circular hole in their center. There’s no printing whatsoever to be found anywhere; all is black or silver. Not quite true–turning over the sandpaper reveals the iterated identification, “P400”, the grade of the material, I assume. But there are a couple of other, small, odd things. On my copy (I have no idea if this is the case throughout the run of 50 which, per the website, are not for sale), there are two small, about a centimeter square, placards of thin cardboard. On one, floating loosely inside the case, is a drawing of a man in glasses wearing headphones, his mouth covered by an impossible to identify shape. On the other, slightly larger and wedged between the CD backing and the back of the case, is a pair of workman’s or gardening gloves, one laid atop the other. Both drawings have a kind of ideographic quality as though they’re abstract representatives of some function or occupation. Perhaps it’s someone, and his apparel, who operates a saw.