Nam June Paik's 1962 One for Violin Solo was a ritualistic destruction of an innocent (and inexpensive) violin.
It was dramatic, with Joe Harrop holding the doomed instrument aloft before it met its deafening fate, but somewhat unsettling in this age of Isis.
Amy Jansen and Callum Blackmore offered a fine line in confrontational screaming for Marina Abramovic's AAA-AAA, but could they have ever achieved the same resonance as when the artist performed it herself, with her own partner?
Celeste Oram's realisation of Skywave Symphony by Vera Wyse Munro, supposedly a rediscovered pioneer of homegrown sound art, was problematic. Three transistor radios deputising for an original chorus of 100 were an insubstantial buffer between Alex Taylor's spasmodic violin utterances and Uren's off-stage bass clarinet.
The whole thing, including a quirky "biography" of Munro online, reminded me of Peter Jackson's prankster documentary, Forgotten Silver, but without the film's wit and entertainment value.
Taylor would return, singing Blue Lady at a toy piano, as a moving tribute to the late Graham Brazier.
In the coup of the evening, Taylor took his leave with some extraordinary throat-singing.
Spellbinding in itself, it was more so when violinist Harrop stepped up, weaving the simple lyricism of a Lilburn Canzonetta into the dance of Taylor's bell-like overtones.
What: Hear/Say
Where: Tim Melville Gallery