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| Acid Mothers Temple - Pink Lady Lemonade - You’re From Outer Space (Riot Season) Posted: 08 Jan 2009 02:44 PM CST
The thing that is most enjoyable about Japanese psych rockers Acid Mothers Temple is not just their love, nay worship of the guitar like it’s some kind of fetish object, but also their either total lack of understanding of excess, or their total understanding of excess and desire to pursue it as excessively as possible. Words like overblown can’t do their music justice as they grind their squealing repetitive riffs over and over to the point of mind numbing exhaustion. It’s quite curious. Their music doesn’t end. The shortest song on this four track disc is 10.48 and the longest 24.07. And not only do they continue, they escalate, building upon the riff, attaching noise like barnacles until we’re 12 minutes into a searing emotional psych noise freak-out. But it doesn’t start like that. The riffs begin quite gently, highly repetitive, with these ghostly vocals and space invaders synth oscillating around spookily. It’s a gentle esoteric psychedelia that draws upon elements as diverse as Neil Young when he’s getting to solo over a Crazy Horse who keep churning over the same riff, or even the trippy violence Hawkwind . It’s impossible to concentrate on, the repetition draws you away into yourself, till you reawaken and realise that you’re pretty much where you left off. The progressions do come eventually but if you sit and wait you’ll go mad. There’s something incredibly constrained about the repetition, because suddenly after what seems like years they’ll elect to kick out the jams, build up, and that’s when the sky isn’t high enough. Their recipe is simple and incredibly effective. Chill. Tear your face off. Then chill again. Their label is calling this their first summer album, but I think this album is more about time, as their music has a tendency to warp and confuse your senses until you’re no longer sure how much time has passed, or even whether it matters. Though the riffs are hypnotic and repetitive there’s somehow a vague feeling of aimlessness in the stasis. It was recorded quickly in a few days in two separate sessions and some of the songs do feel like glorified jams. There’s nothing in the music that grabs hold of you bodily at the beginning and demands that they know where they’re going. Personally I think that’s part of the charm, you either give yourself over to them at the outset wherever they go, regardless of intent and embrace the length, repetition, and at times hilarious bombast or you slink unhappily away. Bob Baker Fish |
| Various Artists - The Edge of Heaven OST (Essay/Inertia) Posted: 08 Jan 2009 06:38 AM CST
It’s from the latest film from Faith Akin (Head On), a man not afraid to make great films with greater soundtracks. He also has a penchant for Germans. First there was his Turkish travelogue of Einsturzende Neubauten’s Alexander Hacke in Crossing the Bridge, and now he’s entrusted much of this soundtrack to a German who seems to think he’s Balkan. Shantel, a former techno dude who in a creative crisis rediscovered his Balkan ancestry, has liberally sprinkled in a few of those stomping Balkan dance-floor fusions that made last years Disko Partizani such a compelling and rump shaking joy (see earlier review) . There are also a number of traditional tracks from Istanbul and the black sea, the rough haunting music from Kurdish poet and songwriter Ahmet Kaya, the Turkish folk of Laz speaking Birol Topaloglu, an album highlight with its incredible vocals and soaring choruses, and also the the Queen of Turkish pop Sezen Aksu’s Olursem Yazikitir which draws upon as many traditions as contemporary elements, Yet it’s very clearly Shantel’s show, his ability to combine traditional instrumentation (this time Turkish) from some of the worlds best musicians with his own electronic desires is possibly more restrained and tasteful than ever before. It works exceedingly well. There is much less of the sleazy close mic’d vocals that characterised Disko Partizani and less of a desire to drag everything immediately to the dance-floor. What is left is a haunting highly accomplished soundtrack where, not unlike Turkey itself, east meets west on equal footing for a change, without the blatant tokenism or self conscious exoticism that is a little sickening and all too familiar. Bob Baker Fish |
| Adrian’s ‘What I Liked In 2008…’ Posted: 08 Jan 2009 03:58 AM CST Writing reviews for Cyclic Defrost has shown me how much music I DON’T get to hear! I get to listen to some nice obscure releases that most people won’t ever even know about, but there’s so much music just in the Cyclic Defrost inbox that I never get to hear, let alone all the releases in the whole world! So I can’t call this the Best Of 2008, it’s just a list of the things that I happened to get to hear, via buying or reviewing, in the same calender year as they were released. Which means there are no doubt things released in 2008 that I will come to love in 2009 or beyond, and plenty of great music released in 2008 that I will never even know about. So, in alphabetical order…. Awesome Color - Electric Aborigines (Australian Edition) (High Spot/Fuse Music Group) Alan Morse Davies - The Last Summer (At Sea) Beem - The Future Buraka Som Sistema - Black Diamond (Fabric/Inertia) Joshua Burkett - Where’s My Hat (Time-Lag Records) Color Cassette - Small Town Smoker (Mobeer) Deepchild - Departure (Future Classic/Inertia) Department Of Eagles - In Ear Park (4AD/Remote Control) The Faint - Fasciination (Pod/Inertia) Ghoul - A Mouthful Of Gold (Oyvey) Lessons In Time - Lessons In Time (4-4-2 Music) The Oscillation - Out Of Phase Parts & Labor - Receivers (Jagjaguwar) Pivot - O Soundtrack My Heart (Warp/Inertia) Seekae - The Sound Of Trees Falling On People (Knitting Club Records) Various Artists - Nashville Sputnik - The Deep South/Outer Space Productions of Jack Blanchard and Misty Morgan (The Omni Recording Corporation) Wounded Knees - All Rise (Specific Recordings) Adrian Elmer |
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