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Durtro Jnana
There were also T-shirts for sale with this same cryptictext, untranslatable to all but the most diligent esotericists. Afterseeing Current 93 play all three nights, and popping this CDEP in forthe first time, however, it became quite clear that this was a brandnew Current 93 single, taken from the forthcoming studio album Black Ships Ate the Sky.David Late Tibet and friends are long overdue for a new full-length, soit's very nice indeed to see something surface, a new release ratherthan another in a long line of re-released repackagings of remixed,reshuffled remasters. And luckily, the new material sounds utterlybrilliant: a return to form and some of the best music Current 93 hasmade since 2000's Sleep Has His House. It is clear from the first few seconds, however, that Black Ships in the Sky does not repeat the same minimal, ascetic instrumental palette as Sleep or Soft Black Stars,much to my relief. As much as I loved those albums, I was always hopingthat Current 93 would revisit the fuller, richer, more compositionalarrangements of classic albums like All The Pretty Little Horses and Thunder Perfect Mind,and that is exactly what I got on this single. The EP contains only oneseven-minute track, divided into two sections. The first has DavidMichael describing at intense apocalyptic vision glimpsed at sunset inhis sixteenth year, against a lovely backdrop of fingerpicked guitarand disarmingly gorgeous swells of viola and cello. Though there are nopersonnel listed on the sleeve, I am guessing that these are thecontributions of Simon Finn, William Breeze and Joolie Wood, talentedcollaborators all. As the track passes the three-minute mark, thingssuddenly become dark and nightmarish, and the music becomes a series ofnoisy, staccato string stabs, electronic pulses and the searingelectric guitar work of Ben Chasny (of Six Organs of Admittance andComets on Fire). David Michael screams and curses his fate, wishing invain that he had been "unborn," straining and cracking his voice,crying out in the abyss: "Who will deliver me from myself? Who willdeliver me from myself?" It's very intense stuff indeed, and bodes verywell for the upcoming album. - Jonathan Dean
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United Jnana
Those who are lucky enough to have heard the CD-R will know that it isa hypnotic combination of eerie, layered female vocals floatingdelicately around seething, sexual inhalations, barking dogs andpsychedelic, vibratory shudders of mysterious origin. It's a thrillingand magical 20 minutes, climaxing with the eardrum-piercing squall of aWWII air raid siren and the dive-bombing blitzkrieg of warplanes. Sequence No. 2uses some the same elements, but subtracts the overt sexuality, thecanine outbursts and the Nazi attack, leaving only 18 minutes ofoverlapping, interwoven vocals from Amantine Dahan Steiner and IsabelleGaborit, all of which are exclusively en francais. StevenStapleton and Colin Potter utilize the various utterances, hums,whispers, recitations, laughs, breathy coos, and vibrational oms of thetwo women to create a suggestive ambient tangle of ghostly, gossamerthread. The vocals create soothing undulations, tantalizinglylinguistic but staying just out of reach of full comprehension,improbably panning around the stereo channels with a logic that wouldonly make sense in a dream. Indeed, the album is ideal for headphonelistening, provided you don't mind two disembodied voices spookilyreciting French words in your ears for almost an hour. The title ofthis album and its predecessor seem to be consciously retrogradeallusions to classic musique concrete pieces (i.e. Edgar Varese's"Poeme Electronique"), even though it's much more likely that Potterand Stapleton have used digital means, rather than analog, to createthese highly-constructed, multilayered compositions. Theblack-and-white cover art seems a little grainy and chintzy, but it'shard to tell if this was intentional or not. This album was used asbetween-set music at the recent run of Current 93 concerts at a Torontochurch, and it does seem to operate best as background music. Thoughthe entire album is undeniably beautiful and haunting, it refuses todevelop, transform or build drama during its considerable length. Itends right where it begins, and in between is more of the same. No oneis going to accuse Echo Poeme of being Steven Stapleton's mostexciting work, but it does have a consistently ravishing, gorgeous,mesmerizing beauty that makes it very worthwhile tangent. - Jonathan Dean
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To me, the live albums always seemed like filler in the Current 93catalog, frequent stopgaps between studio material, meant to pleasehardcore fans and completists. The problem plaguing much of the pastmaterial, in my opinion, is that Current 93 just weren't a very goodlive act until very recently. Though they have performed many liveshows since their earliest incarnation, David Late Tibet and his merryband of apocalyptic folksters have frequently given new meaning to theterm amateur. Just listen to the Hitler as Kalki material withDouglas P. senselessly pounding away on the same chord he's beenplaying for twenty years, John Balance "playing" stick guitar and Tibetand Rose McDowall shrieking out of key, taking a massive shit all oversongs that sounded powerful and hypnotic on the proper studio album.Adding to the problem were bad PA systems and bad recording equipment.So, with all this in mind, I found myself pleasantly surprised by How I Devoured Apocalypse Balloon,a new double-disc live album featuring two full sets from last year'stwo dates at Toronto's St. George-the-Martyr Church on June 18th and19th. (By the way, I can't stop singing the title of this album to thetune of The Fall's "How I Wrote Elastic Man.") This is probably Current93's best live album, at least the best one that I've ever heard, as Iadmit to having skipped a few. Though the ensemble featured here is notquite as large and spectacular as that which was featured during thisyear's three-night run, the players still do a wonderful job ofcreating a fine musical accompaniment for Tibet's intense, crepuscular,poetic speak-singing. Though there are no liner notes which wouldindicate the personnel that performed at these concerts (and also,alas, no track listing), I think that I can hear and identify MajaElliott on piano, Joolie Wood on violin, and perhaps also Simon Finnand Ben Chasny on acoustic guitar at various times. The recordingquality is sparklingly clear, and the setlist chosen for both nightsfeatures of some of Current 93's best and best-loved material, drawnfrom as far back as Island and Imperium, all the way through Thunder Perfect Mind, Of Ruine or Some Blazing Starre, All the Pretty Little Horses, Soft Black Stars, Sleep Has His House and even a cut off of Bright Yellow Moon.Along the way are some surprising wild cards from the back catalog thatI've never heard performed live - including the haunting and powerful"They Return to Their Earth," "A Sadness Song" and "The Blue Gates ofDeath (Before and Beyond Them)," each faithfully rendered within a morelimited instrumental palette. The second features very effective usageof noise loops and live electronic voice manipulations, which I can'trecall hearing since the earliest phases of Current 93 live shows. Istill don't think I'll listen to this much beyond the few spins I gaveit before writing this review, but as Current 93 live albums go, thisone is truly definitive. - Jonathan Dean
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Durtro Jnana
Original press copies of his frequently bootlegged MushroomRecords LP (which has only just last year been officially reissued onDurtro Jnana) have traded hands for insanely high prices, the inclusionof maverick experimental accompanists Paul Burwell and David Toopmaking it a desirable treasure, as well as soul-shattering tracks like"Jerusalem," easily one of my favorite songs of all time. Unexpectedlytwo years ago, David Late Tibet somehow dug up Simon Finn, who hascontinued to write music through the years, and has given Finn anoutlet to release new material, as well as utilized his considerabletalents on new Current 93 recordings. Magic Moments is acollection of 12 folk songs, Finn singing in his familiar, world-wearyTom Rapp-esque voice, accompanied on a few tracks by Joolie Wood onflute or violin. Because of the simple, unadorned recording style andthe minimal instrumentation, this record doesn't repeat the sameshambolic, psychedelic chaos that characterized his classic LP. Thiscan't help but come as something of a disappointment to me, but I haveno complaints about Finn's songs, which are deceptively simple,redolent of the best British folk, with cryptic lyrics pregnant withmeaning and emotional intensity. Three tracks on the album are repeatedfrom last year's Silent City Creep CDEP (now out-of-print) -"Walkie Talkie," "Eros" and "Wanted You," great songs all. Of thebrand-new material, the title track is one of the best, a sadrumination on how human lives involve long periods of unhappiness,punctuated by magical moments that we carry with us as a salve againstdepression. Also memorable is a song Finn wrote many years ago but hasnever recorded until now, "Golden Golden," an apocalyptic war balladthat ends the album on a pessimistic note: "All our lives we'researching/to find a lord to crown/And Golden, Golden was ourtime/Golden, Golden truths and lies." This song is also one of the fewtimes that Finn's vocals reach the throat-stripped ferocity of hisperformance on classics like "Jerusalem" and "Big White Car." Magic Moments is incredibly brief at only 30 minutes, but eminently listenable, and it's great to hear Simon Finn making records again. - Jonathan Dean
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The title track tells the story of a man who has passed away hisexistence as a stranger in his own life - forever living in thesubjective, the hypothetical, the plane of dreams and ideals - the verbtense suggested by the title: "Most of his life, it seems/Has passed inthe subjunctive mood/The imagined, wished and dreamed for but/He mustlearn how not to brood on all the/Were it nots, and were she theres/Thebe that as it mays/and God help him." On all of these songs, Finnaccompanies himself, strumming or fingerpicking simply melodies thatbolster his lyrics, which are the real attraction here. I thought atfirst that "Rich Girl With No Trousers" might be a declaration of lovefor the slutty heiress Paris Hilton, but judging by the sad, reflectivelyrics, it's more likely about a woman from Finn's half-rememberedpast. The high lonesome blues sound of "Lingering" recalls Chris ThomasKing's haunting versions of Skip James songs, connecting Finn'straditional Brit folk leanings with early American folk and blues. Ihave nothing but respect for Simon Finn, who has jumped back intowriting and recording after a more than thirty-year absence, with allthe aplomb and poise of a seasoned veteran. However, I do hope that atsome point he considers recording another album like Pass the Distance,working again with collaborators that can transform his emotionallycharged folk songs into something even greater through unorthodoxarrangements and interesting production. Not that I wouldn't be happywith more like this EP and Magic Moments, it's just a wish. - Jonathan Dean
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Very little has changed about Baby Dee's sound since her earliestdemos, still the same hauntingly affected voice singing fragile songsabout love, loss, gender, identity, mothers and fathers, and the tiny,seemingly insignificant memories that collect over time to comprise ouremotional lives. On all three of these tracks, Baby Dee accompaniesherself on piano (no harp this time), with bright, sad minor-keymelodies that set her songs aloft. There is still somethingunmistakably, gnawingly creepy about the pain and sadness that seems aninseparable part of Baby Dee's transgender vocals, even when she singsrelatively joyful songs like "Morning Fire," a simple and sweetdeclaration of love. On "Three Women," Dee sings a mournful song whichseems to be about her desire for motherhood: "I'm making a cradle/Outof broken arms/Out of arms that sing." On the song's masculinecounterpart "Three Men," Dee sings lyrics so achingly simple they couldbe straight out of a book of nursery rhymes, but they are nonethelesssad and evocative: "I went to see my mother/And I got lost/Now it's sohard to get home...I heard your children singing/In a western sky/Letthem call that sky their own." There are many who will doubtlesscontinue to regard Baby Dee as a novelty freak show (as a youth, sheworked in a Coney Island circus sideshow as a bilateral hermaphrodite),something along the lines of a transsexual Tiny Tim. However, there area precious few enthusiasts, who like me, never regarded Tiny Tim as anovelty act, and don't think of Baby Dee that way either. Baby Dee isan utterly unique voice in contemporary music, one that once you havelet it into your heart, can scarcely be forgot. - Jonathan Dean
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We haven'theard from Rose McDowall in quite a while, that inimitable chanteusefrom Strawberry Switchblade, Sorrow and countless collaborations withCurrent 93, Death in June, Coil and Michael Cashmore, so it was verynice indeed to hear her lovely vocals again. Even though both versionsof "Afraid" are brief, insubstantial and slight, they are still verypretty, and a good showcase for McDowall's voice and Contreras'elegiac, vibratory swells of cello. Sandwiched unceremoniously betweenthese two tracks is an unexpected collaboration between Nurse WithWound and John Contreras, surreally entitled "Geometric HorsehairCavalcade." The horsehair refers perhaps to the rosined fibers ofContreras' bow, and the geometry perhaps to the angularly edited,resculptured strings of Contreras' cello and Steven Stapleton'sprepared piano. There's no telling where the cavalcade comes in. Thetrack, not surprisingly, bears a passing resemblance to Stapleton'scollaborations with another master of the stringed instrument on Acts of Senseless Beauty and Santoor Lena Bicycle.In fact, Aranos AKA Petr Vastl is listed as the engineer for all threeof these tracks, so there's your connection. On the whole, this CDEP israther disposable, but it's still a very nice little souvenir, and I dohope that these four collaborate on more material in the future, as afull-length might be very nice indeed.samples:
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Young God Records
Given that these two albums were meant to be a three partseries I can only speculate that the bonus material was part of thenever finished third album. Perhaps part three became Gira's Angels ofLight? This would make sense as listening to the reissues as it ispossible to chart the transition from the Swans to Gira's later worksboth solo and with the Angels of Light. The Body Lovers album (originally titled Number One of Three)is a number of interlinked tracks that over the course of the albumshows the diverse styles and range of Gira's output over the last 20years. There are riffs taken from older Swans songs and material thatwould later become part of Angels of Light releases. On the first trackGira seems to be working the Swans out of his system. Towards the endof album, a tone that is more the Angels of Light takes over. In fact, The Body Lovers sounds almost like a dual between both bands with the Angels seemingly the victors. The Body Haters album (originally titled 34:13)is the second round of the fight where the Swans come up trumps.Divided into two tracks, the first is ten minutes or so of unreleasedmaterial and the second being the original album. The unreleasedmaterial is only partly unreleased, it is a collage of variousrecordings, most of which seem to be used later in different contextson the Angels of Light album Everything is Good Here/Please Come Home. It does not really fit with The Body Haters,it sounds exactly like what it is, a piece of unused music to enticesomeone who already owns the album to buy it. The second track makes upfor the first with thirty minutes of drones and noise, not in anabrasive way but more ambient. It starts off disorientating as a fewsmall samples are looped and processed. It eventually builds up into aclamor that sounds like a church organ made of fire alarms. This goesup and down in pitch and Gira adds layers of effects to it over thenext half an hour. It finishes up with what sounds like Jarboe's vocalstime stretched and heavily treated which builds up to an intense andloud finale, something the young Gira would have been proud of. Whetherthis reissue is worth buying for those with the original albums isdebatable, the bonus material is good for a Frankenstein-type creationbut possibly not worth buying the set again for. Both albums do stillsound as fresh and exciting now as they did seven years ago. The Body Lovers/The Body Haters works as a nice overview of Gira's work, something like a best of without any actual songs that you know on it.samples:
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Les Disques Du Soleil Et De L'Acier
The two Black Bluesdiscs are not so much returns to the guitar-vocal arrangement, fromwhich the artist first touted his musical discipline, as they aregeneralized statements from the depths. Haino is less an explorer now,than creator of a two-sided tablet of commandments. One disc acoustic,the other electric, Black Blues is Haino at his most sensualand his most absolutely violent. The discs are themselves absoluteswithin a style that has rejected nearly every outside structuralimposition. Though more heavily composed than any Haino works in recentmemory, they are easily more intimate in mood and carry a directnessthat should be sourced in American blues music. These discs, if not themajority of Haino's work, though not blues in any traditional sense,carry the style's primitive aesthetic, condensed drama, and instinctivespirituality into a conceptual domain. The Black Blues volumesfeature the same six songs, some perhaps original, at least one cover(Hendrix's �Drifting�), and at least one traditional blues piece. Thetrad.song included, �See That My Grave Is Kept Clean,� is a 13-min.sleepy cascade of acoustic reverbed starlight on the first disc and, onthe other, a savage landscape of electric salvages, muddied harmonics,surface scrapes, and shaky, neck-rending exercises in contest with atypically asphyxiated vocal. Black Blues' electric versioncontains probably the most structurally bleak and consistently intensevocal performance I've heard from Haino; however, upon repeatedlistens, I find that the disc is equally listenable, certainly ascathartic, and even as calming as its acoustic half. The two can onlybe counterparts, and they are essential to a Haino collection. He'sprolific and singular enough that choosing goodies often seems futile,but I can safely say, if you can handle only one Haino this year, tryto handle two, and make them these two.samples:
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Matinee
This addition, which could potentially be a significant change inthe band's evolution, never threatens to alter the genetics of theband's admittedly eugenic pop output. The Lucksmiths have always made efficient and economic use of their simple percussion, guitar, and bass trio. The same is true now with the only difference being that now thereare horns, strings, and sometimes dual guitar lines to complement the already-full sound. Despite the cumbersome title, lead single "The Chapter in Your Life Entitled San Francisco" is a marvelous variation on the theme which Tony Bennett made famous (like-minded Lucksmiths' pals Ladybug Transistor used the same inspiration in their song "Massachusetts"). Right from the first line the song is brilliant and does much to confuse the hell out of any conscientious northern hemispheredweller: "Is it April yet? I forget sometimes how slowly summer passes."For those who are antipathetic to the wordsmithing of the Lucksmiths', itwould be best to avoid songs like "Great Lengths." The song plays on someclever rhymes (few bands are deft enough to rhyme "guessing" with "acquiescing") and some rhetorical tropes (check out the rarely heard/seenzeugma in the lyrics: "you had your father's charm and thus your mother'sVolvo"). But it would be a shame to skip over "Great Lengths" even for those averse to such devices because the song is simply too catchy and tuneful to ignore, going beyond any wordplay which might scare you off. Furthermore, it's alright to listen to a band whose principal songwriter has a sharper pen than yours. There seems to be an inexplicable infusionof seventies sounds on this album, evidenced on songs like "A Hiccup in Your Happiness," "The Chapter in Your Life Entitled San Francisco," and "Young and Dumb." More to the point, one of the B-sides from the lead single was a cover of The Bee Gees "I Started a Joke." The song I keep coming back to is the subtle and understated "The Music Next Door." I passed it by the first few times and it actually took a live performance to relay the delicacy of the song to me. The song's gleeful cadence and dueling guitars are a strange accompaniment to the lovelorn lyrics. But,somehow, it works. The song is also a typical case-study for my experience with the entire album. At first, I denied that it was as goodas 2003's Naturaliste. But subsequent and frequent listens have shaken my once sturdy resolve. My one complaint is that the album trailsoff a little in the second half and the songs are less memorable (at leastat this point). Yet I don't trust myself entirely with this thought sinceI have already changed my mind regarding a number of songs. Just like theseasons they are so fond of elegizing, the Lucksmiths' songs have a certain vicissitude and mutability which makes generalizing an album quitehard. In other words, the seasons change in almost perfect harmony with my appreciation of particular Lucksmiths' songs, making the seasons a function of my appreciation and not the other way around. It's a theory,at least. While it gathers more data , Warmer Corners will reign as the first soundtrack to this summer.samples:
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Shadow Huntaz,"Valley of the Shadow"http://www.skam.co.uk" target="new">Skam
Skam's hip hop ambassadors the Shadow Huntaz are back with another full length of trans-atlantic collaborations with their brothers-in-arms the Funckarma production crew. Shadow Huntaz Skam debut was a breath of fresh air that fused classic American hip hop with contemporary European electronica in a way that others had flirted with, but not quite achieved. The follow up <i>Vampire EP</i> was more of the same, but showed that when the Huntaz put their minds to it, they could create a truly brilliant track. With <i>Valley of the Shadow</i>, the team is once again mining the same basic well of sounds and lyrical topics that were covered in the previous two records, which makes <i>Valley</i> seem more like a continuation of <i>Corrupt Data</i> than a next-step in the group's evolution. The beats are all synthesized, featuring heavy kick drums and noise-pong snare and high hat patterns that mimic the rhythm of classic hip hop but interpret it in the mode of minimal techno. Samples are few and far between (at least samples that haven't been processed into blurry washes of filter noise) and that's what keeps Shadow Huntaz from sounding like other contemporary hip hop artists who are being sold to the Warp/Planet Mu buying public. While hip hop has always been a mash up of sampled grooves and synthetic ones--a world of producers and MCs-- the hip hop aesthetic itself has been diluted so much in recent years that collaborations such as this one tend to sound at times like a production team and a vocal team playing together, but not exactly on the same page. There's the hint of an all-too-convenient pairing of styles that smacks at times of a record executive's idea of capitalizing on the laptop generation's love of all things hip hop. I have no doubt that Shadow Huntaz are the real deal, and that they take this work seriously, but with a back catalog of excellent releases, this one just doesn't seem as exploratory as it should. Occassionally as on "Radically," Shadow Huntaz amaze with fluid, intelligent rhymes over simple beats that don't get in the way of themselves, and give the words room to breath. "Radically" is the reason to buy a record like this because it's a near-perfect synthesis of styles that doesn't step on any one sensibility, but focuses different ideas together to be something greater. The brilliant tracks like this though, have to be weighed against the filler tracks full of typical rap bravado and stories of sexual conquest, or the tracks that out-spaz themselves in mindless worship of the twitch. These tracks aren't risk-taking when one considers the success of other indie hip hop records that are pitched to the same audience. Shadow Huntaz as MCs have formidible skills on the mic, and Funckarma are studio wizards capable of slick, bouncing production, but by the end of "Valley of the Shadow," I get the sense that the two sets of minds have done all that they can do together. Hip hop is naturally progressive music, much like the digital cut up techno from across the pond, but we've heard all of this before, and while some of it is still great and will make it into many DJ sets, it just isn't pushing down walls the way it could be.
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