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Hydrant Records are back with two
new records on their Sprout CDR sub-label. Lewis Overton's Something Like Close to This begs comparison with the warm electronica sound of the late '90s, reminiscent of the analog dreaminess of the usual
suspects that everything warm and sensuous gets compared to. You know, after you've made the same comparisons to landmark IDM and ambient albums a few times, said comparisons stop having any relevance (other than bludgeoning the reader with the constant reminder of the pioneers of early ambience). We need to recognize
that some of these kids are not just casting about and creating knockoffs. They're making this arena of supple, organic electronic melodies their own; they're creating their own landmarks and diverse
points of reference. Overton gives his tracks names after either imaginary characters or stuffy upper class folk who would pronounce these names with the proper level of condescension. "Jerry Holdridge" has a brushed wheeze that follows his skipping voice, an asthmatic out for a stroll in an early spring morning. "Elwood Distelhorst" is in his garage. I'm sure he's not actually working on the burnished Aston Martin parked in the shed, but he's thinking about the tick and purr of its engine on the open road.
Varathane's Last Wash starts with a swoosh and a gliding bleep; sounds made by washing machines and refrigerators when no human is around. Not as much a slice of warm butter melting on fresh bread as Overton's release, Last Wash is a half-hour collection of the sounds of machinery finding their groove--an underlying soundtrack to The Brave Little Toaster. With track titles like "High Plains Drifter," "Starry Night," and "A Girl and Her Dog" Varathane is welding these electrified soundtracks to living, breathing associations in our heads. It's a clever twist to the melding of the organic and inorganic that leaves a pleasing overtone on your head. -Mark Teppo. |
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BSI Records surprises everyone with a
12-inch from Pan American. Known for his musical conceptualization of the sprawling Midwest, Mark Nelson turns in two tracks: "East Coast Bugs" which starts with field recordings of crickets at night and "Esso," filled with the last hour of darkness in the morning--that languorously mesmerizing openness. There are seventy miles of emptiness out here where Mark finds his inspiration, nothing but open fields and distant clouds scudding across bare horizons. And yet, there is so much to get lost in. If you live in the clustered hub of the noisy city and want to escape, here are two journeys that will take you far out into the wheat fields.
But when you come back to the city, you're going to be looking for a little noise to go with the traffic and hum of overpopulation, right? BSI answers right back with another 12-inch of illbient finery. DJ Spooky teams up with Sound Secretion to slap us with streetwise dub, filled with the sustain of cultures near and far. DJ Spooky's side is theme and variation on "Anodyne" (his main mix appears on the Docking Sequence compilation, reviewed last month), taking us through variations "core," "drift," and "peripheral." Haunting voices and Japanese flutes ring through the thunderous reverb that the 180-gram vinyl pressing captures. However, as much as Spooky likes to prance around and spout academic rhetoric, he's getting knocked around on the dub plates by folk who simply bypass the talk and head straight for the walk--a head-wreckin', ass-knockin' walk in Sound Secretion's case. The flip side of this picture disc says all you need to know as to why Josh Derry's Sound Secretion project is the MVP of BSI Records. Including a reprise of "4 AM" (from the first Sound Secretion 12-inch), these three tracks go from blissful ambient dub to the metallic clatter of the cast from Stomp doing a show in Kingston, Jamaica. -Mark Teppo.
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Yo La Tengo, "Danelectro." This little gem consists of three lovely instrumental tracks--"Danelectro 1," "Danelectro 2" and "Danelectro 3"--that were left off of Yo La Tengo's last release, And Then Nothing Turned Itself Inside-Out, as well as remixes of each by Q-Unique ("1"), Nobukazu Takemura ("2") and Kit Clayton ("3"). These three tracks just glow in a way that is vintage YLT. "Danelectro 3" opens the affair with Georgia Hubley's drums pitter-pattering against the soft plucking of James McNew's bass and the caress of Ira Kaplan's guitar. Delicate and dreamlike,
the feeling here (and throughout) is of soft, faded memories of yesterdays; childhood memories of lazy, sun-dappled summer afternoons. The three remixes supply an interesting electronic complement. Q-Unique flavors his remix with scratching and vocal samples while Kit Clayton's touch on "Danelectro 3" is a more abstract, fractured sound--something akin to what I wish a CD would sound like when it skipped. Japanese minimalist Nobukazu Takemura's 11-minute redo of "Danelectro 1" closes things with fuzzy beats that soon fade into a warm and gentle electronic hum. Well worth the price of admission, pick this up and treat yourself to something nice
tonight. -Craig Young.
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The Maggots, "Gonna Make You Pay" (7-inch EP). The Maggots play that great '60s rock 'n' roll à la the Sonics: simple, straightforward, catchy music. They also have beautiful background vocal harmonies to add to the flavor. The Maggots throw into the mix a garage sound revved up with '77 punk energy. A band that I would put in the same vein would be The Woggles. The title track is a hopping little ditty similar to what The Woggles might do. All in all, The Maggots have placed themselves in great company and
continue to keep the garage sound alive. Available on Bad Afro Records. -Steve Weatherholt.
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Outkast, "Ms. Jackson." Hip-hop has come full circle. Although one could argue that, geometrically speaking, a circle is probably not the most accurate
shape to describe where hip-hop has come from, gone, and come back to. It's beginnings as a self-aggrandizing focal point for the MC, to the politically and socially fueled violence of gansta rap and g-funk, to R&B's more sensitive styling are all crucial to where we are now: a rather impressive hybrid of everything we've heard to date.
At the top of this style is Outkast. Two men who also are an impressive representation of all that has come to pass. They throw down lyrically with the best of them, at a meter that defies belief, and they can sing, harmonize, and just plain funk out like James Brown on a hit of Prince. "Ms. Jackson" sums the sound up perfectly with it's simple brushed drum beat, funk organs and lyrical interplay between Dre and Big Boi, make it an R&B/hip-hop smash. -Jeff Ashley. Earpollution continues its love affair with DJ Krush as the first/last year of the millennium comes to an end. His new single, "Tragicomic," gives us just one track, but with three different approaches: the Eminem- and Dido-style vocal track, a remix, and an instrumental version. Is he veering back towards Milight or keeping on the Kakusei path? Only Krush knows and "Tragicomic" is just a slippery glimpse of a master at work. -Mark Teppo.
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