- Graeme Rowland
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- Graeme Rowland
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Matthews sometimes just loops a two tone fragment,at others crushes the guitar into thin spidery high pitcheddigi-screech. Veering from rattling unwinding machine cog splintersthrough short patches of sparse plucking hum calm to loose freeformthunderous excavation textures, they stay just ahead of thrummingabstraction with some odd but simple rhythmic moves that skip merrilyaround complex dissonant edges, unfurling repetitive patterns,coalescing and fragmenting. They make a fine unfettered noise and knowhow to effectively build and release tension. Whilst "She Is Nice"charges forth in hectic flux, "Builder Bloomsberg" opens with arepeated dipping strum over click clack loops that slowly morph into afluctuating bipolar drone where the sound sources seem to merge. ThenMoor builds an ever more discordant fractious guitar onslaught overMatthews' pulsating loops. The track climaxes with the computer rippingthe strings from the guitar and strangling an unsuspecting studioengineer. So that didn't really happened but since this is a recordingimagination can color the events it portrays. Kaffe Matthews' last solorecording to reach these ears 'CD Cecile,' seemed to dispense with theviolin that she'd previously used as a sound source, at least in anyrecognisable form, so it's quite good to hear her take on the guitarhere. Mostly guitar remains recognisable as such, but occasionally, ason the low drone eerie ambience that concludes "Here Is Your Coat," thelaptop textures seem to hold sway. This would probably be much more funif you could see how Andy Moor's attacking the guitar as he's quite avisual performer if his days in Dogfaced Hermans are anything to go by.Something I find a little strange about recordings of improvisation isthat they often grow with repeated listenings. This might seem tocontradict the essence of improvisation, which is instantaneous actionand reaction, but perhaps makes sense of the point of actuallyreleasing improv recordings in the first place. At first this CD seemedto out stay its welcome at almost the full seventy minute mark, butafter a few plays seemed to be over in a flash. Maybe the machine cogswere the atonal sounds of time compacting and unravelling.Occasionally, as on the Instant Chavires gig segment of "Here Is YourCoat," it's almost like a lighter fleet footed cousin of the heavyrecord shop emptying storm of the FM Einheit / Caspar Brotzmannencounter preserved on 'Merry Christmas.' If you ever wanted to hearthe spikiness of the Ex in a much less anchored setting then this issomething you should hear and I'd also recommend that fans of SonicYouth's more wayward freakout tendencies check this out. -
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- For sound samples go and have a look at unsounds.com as Graeme's feeling especially lazy this week.
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The opener is probably my fave track on the disc, noted as "Polar Love," I think it's actually, "Sliding Down Your Rib Cage" as the girls graphically describe close, intimate experiences up against a distincly Kreidler low-cool moving tune. The third track, "Frequent Flyer Lounge Song" is perhaps the most irritating original song on here with the overrepetition of "dance music, dance music, dance music" completely ruining the track. The last song will surely make a number of people severely hate them, as both Kreidler and the Chicks horribly sing on a cover of Nick Cave's "Where the Wild Roses Grow." Their singing voices are so incredibly unbearable at this point, the 17+ minute disc can't end soon enough. While I'm a fan of both Kreidler and Chicks, their styles seem somewhat mismatched, almost like the Freddie Mercury/Monsterrat Caballie catastrophe. For me, the Chicks seem to sound most natural with thumpy bass, tacky keyboards and dancefloor parody, not necessarily introspective popcorn beats and timid sounds. Fear the video component as the included software "PROJEKTOR" will most certainly crash any non-German PC.
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- Rob Devlin
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True,it's more straightforward pop than the OTC, and I never really likedthem, either, but this release just seems like it's lacking somethingall the way through. From the opening title track, the vocal harmoniesand treated guitars greet you and prepare you for the journey. And youwould get the impression that this is what you can expect for most ofthe record, which would make it pretty boring. Unfortunately, thatisn't the case here: it's worse. There are moments of other soundsentering the picture, but they are few and far between, and they don'tlast long. Then it's right back to the same old shtick. Layers ofguitars and vocals that are treated with different effects, clearlyrecorded drums, and occasional bouts of handclaps. Ho hum, yawn. Andthe subject matter, mainly dealing with themes of light and the sun (afixation with sunshine = The Sunshine Fix. How clever.), is verysimplistic. It could be flushed out and explored more, but it's verysurface level. Towards the end of the release, I realized what wasmissing: the rest of the Olivia Tremor Control. Now that that group isdefunct, the members are revealing that their music was a great case ofthe whole being greater than the sum of its parts. There is a twinkleof hope on tracks like 'Everything is Waking,' and I can only hope theyuse that twinkle to greater effect and explore wider themes on futurerecordings. This got real stale real quick. -
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- Graeme Rowland
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James is curator of the lowercase sound email discussionforum, so it's not surprising that 'Zuihitsu' is a fairly quietcollection that works up to occasional skittering resolutions relyingon fast paced interaction but mostly squeaks and gurgles in a playfulbut subdued manner. One track is titled "Zwittering Maschines" andzwittering seems a good word to describe the sound of 'Zuihitsu.' It'sdifficult for me to hear this CD without being reminded of the voicesof classic cult BBC kids TV show The Clangers, the moon dwellingwoollen puppets with squeaky voices. Perhaps that's appropriateconsidering the influence of bird sounds on James Coleman's improvisingtechnique, and the image the theremin has as a kitsch sci-fi soundtracktool. "This Castle Keeps Me" opens with a low drone that eventuallyswoops off over sparse and slow atmospheric drum beats. "Burial of theCombs" is a more dissonant follow up with slow scraping cello from VicRawlings. On "Katydid" the theremin conspires with Bob Rainey's sax tosound like a dog whining in curiosity at odd percussive occurrences.Greg Kelley's trumpet brings a strangled gurgle to "Muddy Kemaris" forbird like twitters to flit around, before launching drawn out keeningsover drum rolls. "Lady of the Combs" adds some stuttering jerky vocalsfrom Liz Tonne which instantly lifts the music into a more tense mode,as she sounds quite distraught. Her vocals on a handful of later tracksare much more subdued and merge organically.
Although the album is made up of fifteen tracks with variouscombinations of improvisers, with only the theremin constantthroughout, the album merges seamlessly into a whole which could easilyhave been one long session. The final track "Released to the Stars"brings a low key resolution with Rawlings droning cello underpinningTonne's choking ululations which seem to suggest death and rebirth asthe sounds dissolve to silence.
The sleeve is a an imaginitively elegant affair which allows thelistener to choose one of three covers featuring different abstractoriental style art under tracing paper and quotes from William Blake,Kimo no Chomei or Elizabeth Millard. The quotes are spirituallysuggestive and compliment the intent of the music neatly. -
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- Mark Weddle
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- Mark Weddle
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- Graeme Rowland
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There's a definite tendency for chaos to be reigned in, as thesprawling goliath is chopped into neat digital byte sizes and spat outin a more ordered frenzy of a very different hue. It's appropriate thatthe cover is predominantly a becalmed green as opposed to the fieryorange glow of the original. However enough of the massive rollingmetal percussion and layered keyboards and guitars remains to give mosttracks a bit of edginess, even if some mixers such as MathiasSchaffhäuser and Sofa Surfers program happy stomps with the merest hintof a Faust shadow. Likewise the Kreidler and Funkstörung tracks don'tgive away many clues as to the original tapes and wouldn't sound out ofplace on albums by either artist, but there is a drone running throughmuch of the Kreidler track which rises in intensity, pushing up fromthe underworld. Perhaps it's this often subtle use of the originalFaust tapes that makes this such a surprisingly well rounded listen.The Gel mix of possibly my favourite Faust track ever, "Wir BrauchenDich #6," performs the bizarre feat of making it sound like Neu!covering Can's "Mother Sky" and is frighteningly addictive enough forthree versions to run together without tiring as they did on thesingle. The single also included the original, which showed just howthe rolling thunder had been fine honed to a robotic precision.
Surgeon builds a slow guttural whirlpool vortex of sound that cuts deadfor vocal sample snippets and is one of the few tracks that soundsunmistakably Faustian, being perhaps the only track that looks the darkapocalyptic heart of 'Ravvivando' right in the eye. Now that heart hasmany eyes all peering at different angles. Other remixers which spy themost sympathetic views of Faust's drum driven behemoth are the lastthree: the Residents, Dax and Pieper and Dead Voices On Air. It'stelling that there are three very different tracks assembled from thesolo organ spot "Carousel II." Adriano Lanzi and Omar Sodano seem tomix in chunks of noise from other parts of 'Ravvivando' and leave alarge part of the organ motif untouched, icing the cake as opposed tothe full scale retooling of most mixes. Trillian approaches the sametrack by homing in on one fragment of its fairground feel, whilstSunroof take it on a low key stuttering cut up ambient loop trip. HowieB also opens out the hidden ambient side of Faust, making "Four PlusSeven Means Eleven" sound like an out take from Immersion's 'LowImpact,' pinging harmonising close ups of electron drones off of atoms.This is perhaps the album's most beautiful mix, although Dead Voices OnAir give Howie some competition on that score. Dax and Pieper's take on"Four Plus Seven Means Eleven" is almost the opposite, stompinghyper-beats into focused spiralling mania. The Residents countdown toignition with a rocket lift off that brings the circus to town in awarped vaudeville machine chrome showtune that made me grab the sleeveto find out who it was the first time I played the disc. That rocketblast is really the closest anyone comes to the sheer power of Faust infull flight, but whether this arose from Residents knowing cheekycleverness or is just coincidence is moot. Dax and Pieper sound almostlike they've remixed the Residents, even though they take on anothertrack, as they follow the mood so perfectly. This is another strengthof "Freispiel" - these mixes haven't just been slung together but itsounds like Faust keyboard player Hans Joachim Irmler, who is creditedwith production, spent a while making sure the sequencing flowedperfectly as an album. Dead Voices On Air summon the perfect mood toclose 'Freispiel' accenting the intact hopefulness of "Du Weisst Schon"with slowed mammoth clomp drums. Don't let memories of all thedeadweight on the Can 'Sacrilege' remixes put you off - this isactually that rare thing, a remix project without duff tracks. Thenagain perhaps that isn't so surprising as the only album I can think ofto have a remix album made from it which is on a par with the colossalmajesty of 'Ravvivando' is Ground Zero's 'Consume Red.' -
- There are downloads of the Residents, Howie B, Kreidler and Mathias Schaffhäuser remixes at freispiel.com.
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- Mark Weddle
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- Jessica Tibbits
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I must admit that although I consider myself a big fan of Laub, I was a bit put off by the title of their latest release, which initially seemed like just another electronic artist's gratuitous nod to trendy internet jargon. Upon further investigation, however, I learned that Antye Greie-Fuchs and Jotka, who comprise Laub, actually created most of the album in separate locations, infrequently together. Taking this into consideration, 'Filesharing' makes more sense as a title.
Musically, it is as impressive as Laub's two previous albums: Antye's smooth vocals at first seem a vivid contrast to the jagged, stripped-down beats. Interestingly, a clean starkness, almost to the point of sterility, pervades this release, which has heretofore not been present in their work. This quality is even reflected in the album artwork, which pictures severe, sanitized portraits of the duo dressed in white on a white background. It is without doubt that the vocal stylings of Antye are the centerpiece of 'Filesharing', and thanks to this antiseptic approach, their subtlety can be fully appreciated. She runs the gamut from balladry (on the lovely "Wortspur") to exhibiting a heavy rap influence (on "Getriebe" and "Morgen"). Something for which I have always greatly respected Laub is their insistence on using their native German tongue in their music; whether or not it is comprehensible to the listener becomes irrelevant on account of the way the rhythms inherent in the language compliment the band musically. As a bonus, 'Filesharing' contains a CD-rom track which includes photos, discography and English translations of the lyrics (for those who can't bear not knowing what they mean). The really exciting addition, however, is the inclusion of audio file samples of several individual loops from each of the songs. Laub notes that their intent in providing these is so each listener may engage in some filesharing of her own. -
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