Improvised solo guitar with objects and a few effect pedals. Pretty noisey, intense, energetic, with moments so quiet you hear the audience holding their breath.

“Arvind Ganga plays sometimes with the energy of a punk rock musician (..) but also when it’s a bit more introspective (..) he maintains something that is haunted and strange. This is certainly not easy listening music of any kind, but raw and untamed power stuff. I wonder what the guitar looked like after this was recorded? For those seeking out the more adventurous, noisy bits from the world of improvisation.” — Frans de Waard on the Saraswati tape in Vital Weekly 948.

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After this another change of tack with Arvind Ganga, whose mission is to make thee maddest and most out there of sounds using his guitar and every pedal in the book. Another seemingly quiet unassuming performer, Ganga looked to shock by stealth, as his music is brutal and shredding, albeit pitched at a low decibel range. Watching this show with its parade of ever shifting, ever contradictory sounds (..) moments of the show were ‘pure granular mate’; in fact so tesselate, and unconnected, and cut and paste were the sounds produced, it sounded as if the guitar was falling apart; with each piece clanking to the floor. The gig was extraordinary in sections; and this lack of linearity in the music meant that the audience’s collective head was opened up to just receive whatever sound or conceit was being presented. Towels over the neck? Why not? Just to freak us out entirely, Ganga ended on a beautifully slow, chiming and melodic riff; which dropped its notes like cherry blossom on a garden path. Wow.” — Richard Foster on a show in Incendiary Mag

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“Crazy happiness!!!”
Girl after show in Bremen