26 August 2006

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This CD was originally issued on the Point Music label in 1994 to little fanfare, and it quickly went out of print.  It was the first posthumous release of the work of Arthur Russell, who died of AIDS in 1992, but significantly pre-figured the resurgence of interest in the artist a decade later.  To meet the new demand, it has now been reissued by Philip Glass' Orange Mountain Music label, in an edition nearly identical to the 1992 release.  It easily ranks among Russell's best releases, filled with memorable, idiosyncratic songs drawn from the Russell's vast private tape archives.

 
Orange Mountain Music

Although Another Thought is not a finished album per se, but rather a collection of some of the best bits from Russell's archive of unreleased recordings, it nonetheless retains the feeling of a coherent whole.  The archivists responsible for choosing and sequencing the songs did an impressive job of making the album into a something of a narrative, and nothing here feels like it doesn't belong.  This is impressive, as stylistically, the CD is a mixed bag, drawing from several different modes of Russell's music.  There are cello-driven vocal pop songs that recall the material on World of Echo, as well as experiments with drum machines and synthpop sounds that come closer to the material collected on Audika's Calling Out of Context.  There is even a nod to Russell's Paradise Garage days, with an alternate shorter take on the mammoth 12-minute mutant disco side "In the Light of the Miracle."

The first few tracks all share the cloistered, up-close feel of Russell's most disarming songs.  His throaty, soulful voice and beautiful cello playing - by turns lush and sweet, then staccato and percussive - combine with his close-mic'd recording style and simple, romantic lyrics to create a suite of lovely chamber pop masterpieces.  "Another Thought" and "A Little Lost" are exemplary of Russell's songcraft, pitched somewhere between the nearly alienating minimalism of World of Echo, and the oftimes embarassingly dated sound of Context.  Again, there is the feeling throughout these songs that Russell has developed a wholly unique affinity for his instrument, using it in ways that have never before or since been attempted.  Something about Russell's humble beginnings in the lonely expanses of the American Midwest seemed to allow him to ignore most of what was going on around him in the fertile 80s NYC scene, and use his voice and instrument in ways completely original to him.  Those who have seen the film of Russell performing on Audika's CD/DVD reissue of Echo will know that he played and sang at the same time, often improvising, gently finding the melody and his voice along the way.

Also in fine form throughout this disc is the trademark Russell use of echo—not the cheap delay pedal variety used by every wannabe psych-rock group, but a more subtle usage, a way to prolong and highlight certain syllables, to suggest a complex rhythmic architecture behind deceptively simple cello figures, to impart a mood of sensuality, all soft lenses and romantic lighting.  I've been listening to a lot of Arthur Russell for the past six years, and its come to feel as if he's whispering in my ear.  The aspects of his asexual vocals that many find repellant at first become soothing and seductive, far more nakedly romantic than anything you'll hear on your local "quiet storm" radio program tonight.

One major difference about the songs collected on Another Thought are the lyrics.  Russell was known for underplaying the importance of lyrics in his vocal works, claiming that the words were chosen for their sound and assonance rather than their meaning.  This position is certainly supported by the lyrics to tracks like "Let's Go Swimming" or "The Platform on the Ocean," often just mantra-like lines repeated endlessly until they become alienated from all linguistic sense.  However, many of the tracks on this CD have lyrics which could only be described as heartfelt, meaningful and poetic.  There's still that certain naive, romantic sensibility, but also in the mix is evocative lyrical imagery, as in "My Tiger, My Timing" and "Me For Real," the latter describing an intense bicycle ride through the city, leading to a revelatory moment of introspection.

Another Thought is one of two Arthur Russell releases seeing the light of day this year, the other being Audika's double-disc reissue of Russell's orchestral works, First Thought Best Thought.  The most recent volume of Kitchen Archives label included some rare live material by Russell as well.  Though this is great news for fans, it may also mean that the sun is finally setting on rare Russell material that can be posthumously unearthed and released.  It's just too bad that the man himself couldn't have lived to see his work being re-released and appreciated by a whole new generation.  The music on Another Thought attests to the fact that Russell never stopped thinking, and was always innovating and refining his unique and alluring soundworld.

samples:

• A Little Lost
• Keeping Up
• My Tiger, My Timing

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26 August 2006

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Daniel Menche:
"Creatures of Cadence"
CD

Despite what the title might suggest, “Creatures of Cadence” is not about endings, completion, or finality. Instead we find Menche inviting a slew of new mediators into his cathartic miasma. The medium now extends beyond the rich and unfathomable depths of somatic sound. His ongoing dialogue between body and mind has found sympathetic resonators in a myriad of instruments (percussion, cello, horns, and zither) that have proven through the ages of being capable of channeling both our most ecstatic joy and profoundest grief.

“Creatures of Cadence” finds Menche in full exploratory mode; excavating well-concealed networks of sonorous information through a systematic deconstruction of drone and pulse. In the process, he further erases any perceived division between hearing / feeling and performer / instrument. The result, if consumed at the appropriate amplitude, is nothing less than a sixty minute journey through a voluptuous and pristine mania.

“Creatures of Cadence” is a work commissioned by Crouton and Longbox Recordings and published in conjunction with Menche’s first Midwest U.S. concerts: in Chicago and Milwaukee, September 29 and 30, 2006. Released in an edition of 500, including three full color inserts and overwrap with images of detailed bird drawings peppered with a whisper of the disturbing by Eric Stotik. It is our sincere hope the listener will find the packaging for this release a fitting visual analogue to the vehement beauty of the aural.

This release will be available at the corresponding concerts, September 29, 2006 in Chicago and September 30, 2006  in Milwaukee, and will be available through both Crouton and Longbox Recordings thereafter.

 

 

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23 August 2006

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Although some might have called Tietchens’ United Dairies release, Formen Letzer Hausmusik, his first industrial release, this EG title, eighth in the reissue series, is truest to the form.

Die Stadt

Released in 1986, Geboren stuns in the same way early Esplendor tracks do, with blasts of chugging, caterwauling noise sounding straight from the factory floor.  Tietchens’ most monotonously rhythmic work to date, it lacks the esoteric primitivism of earlier records or just severely limits the spaces in between, emphasizing speed in a defiant and less calculating way.  Here is the artist realizing that his own devotion to excavated and mechanized sound, nourished by insular years of homespun synth modification and cyborg cocktail hour, is, for many others, a politicized vision, a voice of dissent and celebration. 

Still, Tietchens remains an outsider, his tracks veering immediately from the stoic, resonant clang and noise surge of early Esplendor to imagine instead a smoky, confused planet of machinery, grinding fast towards the end of something or wailing inertly through the pauses, with barely, regrettably human voices full of pain and frenzy.  Tietchens has stated the album’s (title: “Born To Serve”) inspiration from Cold War tensions at the time, and it’s not hard to feel the anguish in many of these subterranean plunges: a locomotive of flushing machine sounds sped past the point of their breaking and left to drag, drain and drivel, cut through with vocal shrieks and frail drones that feel new to the Tietchens lexicon.  Strange that his most human-damning record to date is, to this extent, his most human in terms of allowing fragile or frayed elements more prominence. 

The apocalyptic feel of the record is somewhat tempered by a remainder of spacey, Biotop-era sounds that feel, in this context, even more alienating and abusive, like a dance over graves, reeking of excess almost pornographic, and similarly leaving me feeling played-with.  No Tietchens before this has ridden the ecstatic fringe or really reveled in anything but its own science, and I can appreciate Geboren’s accomplishment even if it does not feel as singular as the artist’s previous work.  The three bonus tracks included with the Die Stadt reissue and recorded during the same period actually feel more like throw-backs to the Sky Records days anyway, so we’re reminded that Tietchens is a man of many changes and humors and much that Die Stadt is still holding back. 

samples:

• Zweites Maschinentraining
  
• Glimm
• Mein Erstes Erlebnis

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23 August 2006

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Emptiness is the primary influence guiding the sounds of this record. A tangible calm pierces each moment, lifting the music from the physical world and placing it firmly in the unreal. Aidan Baker's subject is dreams and it's remote, dream-like music he's producing on these two discs.

 

Die Stadt
 

It is worth mentioning right away that the music composing the album proper is wholly different from the live set provided on the second CD. The list of instruments used in the making of the five studio recordings is enough to prove this true: electric guitars, tapes, piano, drum machines, percussion, and vocals all make up Oneiromancer. The live disc, from his Toronto performance in April of 2004, lists electric guitar as the sole instrument. Where the first disc is all hazy moans and windy gusts of synthetic beauty, the live disc sounds far more rich, busy with music and manipulation, but retaining the hazy qualities from the album.

"Wake Up" betrays its name entirely, sounding more like the beginning of a dream rather than the cloudy and often frustrating moments of an early morning. All manner of recorded noise clamor along in the background while Baker generates warm, synthetic tones to draw away from the perhaps frightening nature of those sample noises moving along below. Death makes an appearance on the second song, but its presence there is rather obscured. The sounds of what could be a hospital often resonate out from Baker's cloud of synth, but there's very little context to place any of this in.

The problem with the album eventually makes itself evident in the way Baker chooses to organize all of his material. The first disc is essentially one long song utilizing the same arrangement: sampled loops and tape sounds played beneath a wash of warm tones and fuzzy feelings. It is relaxing, but not always engaging. "Do You Remember Me (From Your Dreams)" succeeds the most in getting my attention and holding it, but then again it isn't anywhere near as light or wandering as the previous two pieces. There are some light percussive parts littered throughout the disc, but their presence seems more like an afterthought, placed there to provide some current. In reality it cheapens the music and almost gives it a world-beat feel, as if I were listening to samples from the rain forest mixed with exotic drumming. It isn't all bad, but it barely stands up against Baker's other work.

The second disc, on the other hand, makes up for that stereotypical, perhaps underdeveloped music. Baker sounds more lively when given a single instrument to work with and the compositions, in turn, are far more vibrant. Instead of keeping a thematic of dreams running steady, Baker focuses more on the texture and severity of his sounds, mixing them and crossing them expertly. Small synthetic sounds (evidently from guitar) waver and flap through each piece. Being present for this live performance must've been nearly surreal: for 18 minutes Baker weaves plentiful rolls of sound together and keeps his work from being either cluttered or overbearing. Each of the songs blend into each other flawlessly, giving me the impression that the live disc is an album just as much as the first disc is. Baker fans will definitely want to pick this up for the live set and perhaps newcomers will find something here to love. While it isn't his best work, it may be one of his least challenging and, with the inclusion of the live set, one of his most diverse works.

samples:

• Wake Up
• Bêtes Noires
• One (Live)

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21 August 2006

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Those lucky enough to have witnessed Burning Star Core in solo form will expect more than just a single idea bled into 40 minutes. This release captures three different 2004 shows that give an excellent example of the styles that C Spencer Yeh can rip, both alone and as a team player. It never does any harm to get an all-star cast either.

U-Sound

The restraint of the lineup on the opening piece has to be heard to be believed. Joined by two thirds of Hair Police (Trevor Tremaine and Robert Beatty) and noise merchant Mike Shiflet, this is not the expected blowout racket. Though it does reveal, especially to those who haven’t seen any live shows that Yeh is a far more energetic sounding player than his mild-mannered exterior would imply. The hardcore wall of whistling feedback and pitch-fucked swoons are soon revealed as sourced from his violin, not a ten strong gang of doom metallers. A rabble of free percussion buck shots punch through melodic riffs that seem to crack open as soon as they are birthed. The piece has a rising feel of a static lift off, focused electric power forcing the sounds into elevation.

"Two" is a duo piece with the aforementioned Beatty fights the closer for disc’s top slot. Fluttering violin and flickering film reel sounds reveal an instant interplay between the two players. This soon becomes gorgeously twisted up by DJ scratch-like high frequencies and metallic chiming sirens. After a brief lull comes a wall of dial manipulation and some painful throat work, Yeh sounds like a brutal cross between Mike Patton’s throat rips and Gonzo from the Muppets.

His solo closer is a voice, black box, and wires piece that rattles along in a sweetly sinister style. The handling of electronics here is astounding listening, and amongst his best works ever. The constant bed of clatter, like the rattle of an underground drain, is a slowly warmed through murk that’s driven by propulsive drifts of synth sound. At times it seems like a static organ part floats over piece, levering departed souls up and out of the music. This is at times before glorious and chilling, making the 14-and-a-half minute ride totally transfixing. 2004 appears to have been a very good year for Burning Star Core.

samples:

• One
• Two
• Three

 

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21 August 2006

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All the bands and side projects in the yoyo oyoy collective—including Fjernsyn Fjernsyn, Blob Back Farenheit and Kirsten Ketsjer: The Rock Band—contain one or more of Slütspürt's members. This brilliant EP on Ninth World Music demonstrates a fierce improvisation associated with sometime labelmates Evan Parker and Peter Brötzmann, all-too-fleeting echoes of 1979 Manchester/Cleveland, and a brief prettiness that could hide in plain sight on the Songs of Green Pheasant record.

Ninth World

Den Luftbårne Koksiske Hændelse works as five separate tracks but is even better as a seamless piece. There is a breadth of instrumentation and a concentrated feeling for contrast and flow, achieved by (I think) guitar, power tools, drums, reeds, strangled strings and perhaps very restrained laptoppery. The result is drone, noise, feedback, repaired folk, rabid jazz, a wintery ambience, and one almost perfect electro-metallic garage freakout. As if emulating desperate attempts to prevent an ice-covered aircraft skidding from runway to crowded pre-school "Tai-ai hey back off chief" is a grating, attention grabber which bleeds into the marvelously controlled "Jørgen, Søeren og Magrethe" a throbbing, yelping, gliding, ghostly Nordic relative of Pere Ubu and Joy Division.

Next, "Jesuspiben" uses unknown (perhaps) bowed and blown instruments to conjure a sacrificial rural sensibility at which Woven Hand appear to have been aiming. This gives way to a calmingly intense out-jazz, before slowly mutating into the beautiful “Guldfisk” which emerges as sneakily as an unreliable narrator yet hangs around long enough to please those of us who will always mourn the passing of John Fahey.

Finally, “Et Nul For Meget” takes clocks, chimes, synths, bells, reeds and unknown percussive objects to a place where Texan composer Jerry Hunt could guide a listener. Slütspürt may be in Berlin or could have relocated back to Copenhagen. Their name actually means something crushingly dull, but in English affords the same brief sniggering enjoyed when signposts for Wank, Germany or candy bar ads for Spunk were first glimpsed. Den Luftbårne Koksiske Hændelse  contains a lot more invention and pleasure than most bands manage in their unfailing attempts to fill every last bit of nearly 80 minutes of disc space.

samples:

• Guldfisk
• Et Nul For Meget
• Jørgen, Søeren og Magrethe

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21 August 2006

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A late-period Force Tracks artist aids in resuscitating this once feared lost patient, though like many stroke or heart attack survivors, life after near death is never quite the same.
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21 August 2006

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CocoRosie has spread its seed and this is the result. This trio of musicians try to separate themselves from their obvious influences, but fail at doing so just before putting me to sleep. It's an effort staying awake from beginning to end and not because it's a relaxing listen.

 

Fat Cat
 
I'm going to have a child one day and by the age of three it could potentially help me record a very hyped record. It would only sing, perhaps laugh and cry, and maybe shake a few percussive instruments, but it would be enough to meet the aesthetic needs Our Brother the Native and other bands they resemble. Take some minimalist composition, acoustic guitars, a rattle or two, and then toss in lazy, inexpressive vocals for a stew of finely layered boredom.

Tooth & Claw has all of the ingredients necessary to stir up the interest of all the pseudo hippies worshipping at the feet of Animal Collective and everything they do. That, in itself, is enough to wreck the album. The group worked so hard to give the album a free and flowing sound that in the end is nearly falls apart in the attempt to sound earthly or something else ridiculously comparable. I'm not sure if the band thought they could summon the earth mother and win the adoration of the music-buying public by recording a dull album or not, but in the end that seems to be what they've done. Derivative is an old word, but if I could pretend it weren't then I'd say the origin stems from the release of this album in some way.

After a few listens it becomes evident that the guitar (the same guitar used throughout ad nauseum) is pretty in and of itself, but that ultimately it doesn't matter because it never really expresses anything, never stands out on the record. It'd be nice if Our Brother the Native understood dynamics on a level that wasn't confined to the innards of a song because the whole album sounds as bad as Kansas looks flat. Drive across Kansas sometime, in fact, and the way this album sounds will become perfectly clear: it's featureless, annoyingly cute (or tries to be), and devoid of any inspirational features or original concepts across the board.

samples:

• Apodiformes
• Catalpa
• 
  

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21 August 2006

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Now that The Postal Service have become ubiquitous enough for your mother to know about, shoegazing electronic indie pop acts employing near-falsetto vocals are pretty much a dime a dozen. Some of these, however, still sound pretty good.

Normoton

Never reaching the higher BPMs of the most memorable cuts from that Ben Gibbard / Jimmy Tamborello project's Give Up, Uphill Racer's debut for German electronica label Normoton finds its strength in cognizant structures, in welcome familiarity as opposed to post-new wave gimmickry.  Dreamy emo warmth laminates these quite accessible tracks, with the essential ingredients of acoustic guitar, trembling chorus-laden singing, light piano tinkling, and soft rock rhythms on proud display throughout.

Opener "The Fat Grin Of The Enemy" sets the stage with a lively downer full of cryptic lyrics and well-timed musical peaks and valleys.  "Burns First Dies First" soars with ornate strings and a fluid chorus that, while difficult to sing along to, rivals most of the empty gestured adult contemporary balladry plaguing the VH1 Top 20 Countdown.  A shameless sample from sappy late '80s show The Wonder Years hits about two minutes into the nonetheless thrilling "Polarbear," and an equally cringeworthy one from Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind kicks off "One Face Down," though these minor stumbling blocks don't damage the album all that much.  The closer, an untitled "hidden" track, reprises themes explored in the prior 45 minutes, with odd field-recorded samples and less natural tones that create moods and break them as needed.

Charmingly sensitive enough to captivate the scruffy Williamsburg massive and those in the like-minded blogosphere, Uphill Racer's home listening tearjerker centerpiece will complement any post-break-up Sunday afternoon or Grey's Anatomy cliffhanger.  Rest assured, Mom will dig it too.

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20 August 2006

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Bryce Kushnier fuses his experiences in Winnipeg’s electronic and indie rock scenes for his latest full-length as Vitaminsforyou. A nod to a hill in Manitoba known for saving townspeople from 19th Century floods, the result is a huge, sprawling electropop epic showcasing the best of both worlds.

Intr. Version

The dam holding back Kushnier’s stockpile of ideas ruptures on this disc, overflowing every song and yet with remarkably little filler. The first real song on the album, "So Long Pleasant Bay," smoothly integrates field recordings, banjo, xylophone, and electronic beats. The song, like many of the others that follow, is frequently busy yet never crowded or cluttered and takes its time evolving structurally with little gratuitous repetition. On its heels is "The Ukrainians" featuring group vocals that come across like some odd, digital age town hall hootenanny. As with "Pleasant Bay," "The Ukrainians" seems to come from more of a rock background despite the electronic beats, but the songs that follow inch closer and closer to the dance floor. The strategy works, though, because even when the beats take the fore, the songs still retain plenty of warm, melodic dressing to heighten their appeal.

Not only do some of the arrangements evolve drastically as the songs progress, but Kushnier keeps the track sequencing from becoming predictable, too. The album opens with "I Move," a tape recorded conversation, and has intermittent surprises like the phone messages from friends on "A Call From Curtis," "A Call From Ghislain," and "A Call From Emm," or the experimental "Everything Is Always." Similarly, "Welcome to Echo Valley, Saskatchewan" is an unusual track of electronic warbling while "When We Were Young" consists of fuzzy ambience.

Despite the disparity between some of these musical styles, the album holds together with a surprisingly tight and consistent weave. I’m not always crazy about Kushnier’s shy voice or some of the serviceable lyrics, but these are easy to ignore since there’s so much more going on in these songs that draws my interest. Strangely enough for an album over an hour long with almost twenty tracks, there are few missteps and no outright duds on this disc. Although there are many pop elements within, that none of the songs is perfectly polished for mass consumption is one of its many charms.

samples:

• The Ukrainians
• Six O‚ÄôClock Whispers (Version)
• Wishing I Lived Near Water

 

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