Steve Reich: Music for 18 Musicians & ROLROLROL - Imagination of the Night
Sat, 26 Sept 2026 · 22:00
Muziekclub Wintercircus, Ghent
Last year, Night of the Imagination traveled through the museums at Citadelpark; this year it returns after dark, with music that does not color the night but electrifies it.
Before techno had a name, Steve Reich already built an acoustic machine of pulse, breath, and slowly shifting patterns with Music for 18 Musicians: tightly composed, almost physically addictive.
After that, ROLROLROL, the duo of Jameszoo and Niels Broos, takes that blueprint into the club: jazz reflexes, skewed electronics, and glowing grooves in which precision slowly turns into intoxication.
Music for 18 Musicians
Achttien musicians build a pulsating sound field that slowly sucks you in: tight, rhythmic, and unexpectedly addictive. Step into the minimal music of Steve Reich with Het Muziek, HIIIT, and Storm in a Jar.
The premiere of Music for 18 Musicians in 1976 marked Reich's definitive breakthrough. From the first minute, harmonies come into motion: richer, fuller, more direct than in his earlier work. The work is immediately under tension.
1976 did not stop there. In that same year, Philip Glass redrew the opera with Einstein on the Beach; on September 16, you can experience this live.
ROLROLROL
Na Steve Reichs play with millimeter-by-millimeter shifting patterns comes ROLROLROL, the project of producer Jameszoo, alias Mitchel van Dinther, and keyboardist, jazz and electronic musician Niels Broos. Their album MUSIC sounds like music after a night without sleep: repetitive grooves, vocoders, sci-fi synths, rubbery basslines, and melodies that flash like arcade images on wet asphalt. Playful, precise, slightly deranged. Behind the color is surgical timing; behind the humor is a sharp ear for form, texture, and derailment.
Tijdens Verbeelding of the Night, ROLROLROL becomes the late-night mutation of Reich. Pulse, pattern, and collective intoxication shift to club energy, jazz logic, and digital friction. The tight composition bursts open. The machine starts to sweat. ROLROLROL closes the night like a hyper-colored short circuit: somewhere between post-jazz, club logic, and cartoon science fiction, always with deadly precision. Minimal music, but with sweat, pixels, and a grin.