All Photo Manipulations: October 2018 |
I hereby found the School Of The Heterotopic Review/ from
a submarine stationed under the ice shelf// Prepare to be further confused by
this guff// All copy shall be filed/ from locales that are the antithesis of
the disturbing, intense, incompatible, contradictory/ amusement arcades of
Newquay// The poem I wrote this morning - Barong Dance is about the link
between the music and the dance in Balinese/Camborne Dance dramas.
I personally am happy for everything this man gives to
us// It's unique// I did not have a seizure which is nice/ given that he probs
has hundreds of tracks from the silent period/ ensconced in a space designed to
keep their horizons flat and close// For clarity's sake, I meant that in the
context of 'tracks we've not heard anywhere else to date'// The least we can
expect is a new scale, timbre or frequency// He'd need to know music theory
a lot more in order to push the envelope and it seems like he's not
interested in that// We should be thankful he's/ wanky in all the wrong ways.
Some may not agree, and that's fine// These new tracks
function like fractal outgrowths/ floating like clouds across the aural field/
of that restless micro-level tinkering// The synth line only appears twice
across six minutes// It’s very interesting how spread out the stereo is/
replicating each subtle melodic variation or skittering new drum fill// Individual sounds no longer exist to serve a larger system, but are/ percussive
chain reactions and elastic triplet patterns being pulled taut into zippers of pure
buzz// Then, for good measure, he goes and slaps the time-stretched bark of a
reggae deejay over the top of it/ from inside the Michael Faraday Monument in
Elephant And Castle.
The T69 was an American medium tank with an oscillating
turret// In many ways, it's just what we needed.../ some quirky
not-afraid-to-be-accessible stuff with/ vocal sessions in the late-night yacht,
and/ all the new stuff he has gotten recently, such as the MIDI-mutant device//
Yet, listeners not as keen to electronic music will listen to this and think
big deal// There's some truth to that but (at the risk of indulging in
pedantry)/ electronic music is very modern and you can literally record it// You
could save yourself lots of money buy buying generic ibuprofen which is what
nurofen is but without the shiny box// I think it's inherent in the word/ as
though it already weren’t hype enough// I suppose the same could be said about
me paying £17 for the ltd edition 12”.
I think it's hard to mix this kind of thing// You can't
drop the aces straight off, you gotta wait for it// The bowl of cereal is all
sog with no crunch// For one thing, it's an adjective as opposed to its verb
form "innovate" so the subject (innovator) is/ in a state of disarray
as if the alarm for an impending nuclear catastrophe has gone off// A lot of
the background acid lines are quiet and the drums/ create a duller, less
meaningful sentence structure/ bouncing like ball bearings in an earthquake// There
are 150 BPM shifts crammed into mere seconds/ so the kicks don't sound thin//
The rhythms are obviously bouncehouse levels of frolic/ but they don't/ add
extra kinks to his funhouse-mirror surfaces// My own listening pleasure was
heightened subtly by catching the faintest neighing from nearby horses/ and
I'll probably come to love the wallops by the end of the weekend.
It's really not that hard to understand. It's not/ a
real-time, de-mixing based plug-in// He probably fine-tunes it and adjusts
for his purposes/ as an overarching structural shift// Musical intelligence is
not linear and is not even a thing/ (and I’ve already
spent enough time outlining why I think this is an unreasonable desire)//
Someone clearly comes down here regularly to clean up and cut the grass/ as
well as modifying reverb characteristics// That allows attenuating or boosting
reverb components within a mixed signal of any channel count, including mono
sources// It slows down// It’s not quite wrong but definitely not right,
either// What we have here, in total, is neither something entirely without
precedent/ (running, confusingly, at a different tempo to everything else)/ but
neither is it the same old same old/ cray-cray funktersplash.
While he has sustained the same electronic style for the
last 15 years, and gotten very good at it/ notation and theory are
different things// I would kind of describe this as all the analog lushness/gear
paying off in the best ways/ plus a bunch of constantly changing reverb,
panning, delay fx, lowpass filtering, tight cirklon triggering, and even
motherfucking record scratching// It’s music for Mad Max’s post-apocalyptic
parties, rather than your aunt Maureen’s/ perceptionally less important signal
components// Come on, people! Where are your standards?!// One day, inevitably,
mankind will perish, and likely by our own hand.
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