If you hate opera "concepts" and haven't played NPR in the background since Garrison Keillor's Prairie Home Companion went south, then sharpen up your cheap-shot darts: Your Money, My Life, Goodbye is sixty-plus minutes of dramatic readings by a downtown New York "band" surrounded by the whines and zooms of an electronic orchestra over a pulse that is processed into a giant synth snare drum and back again. As with most of Ashley's work, there's a narrative: here, it's how Miss Ona, an American woman, single-handedly swindles the banking systems of Europe and literally dies to tell the tale. I think cover girl/singer Joan LaBarbara reads this part, but it's difficult to tell who reads what. Each reading starts off in a natural vocal timbre before Ashley elides the sound with his machines. Originally composed for German radio, Your Money is a terrific concentration of Ashley's ideas, guaranteed to intrigue some members of your peer group while alienating others.
Those unsympathetic to the American experimental strain can't be blamed for thinking this is just an art stunt. But how would they know? Even opera- and NPR-phobes can find Your Money, My Life, Goodbye admirable right down to Miss Ona's ultra-prim lamentation on the cynicism of her victims ("I trusted in my investoors," she says.). Three minutes into it, you might be driven to break glass; after eight, to chew glass. Make it to the fifteen minute point, however, and you'll be driven to simply contemplate glass.