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Teitur [Stay Under The Stars]. The Soft Boys [Underwater Moonlight]. There was nothing I could afford. I looked around. And further more, in there arms were five or six or eight or ten other over priced records as well.
I realized I was beat. I lost because I came to celebrate with thirty dollars while they came with two hundred. Sitting on the subway heading to another shop to try again, I realized that I had gotten hugely excited for all three Record Store Days so far, I had even told most of my music loving friends about them, effectively advertising for the cause, and yet I had never walked away with any Record Store Day specific release at all.
And I thought about when I had gotten into vinyl, how it was the most amazing format in the world because I could find Led Zeppelin IV for six dollars. I could pick up a beat up copy of Cream's Disrali Gears for two. I could forsake convenience for quality - and for quantity. That was only four years ago and yet I tear my hair anytime a deluxe x2LP gram record comes out, because I know they'll try to make me pay 25 dollars for one album, and I know I won't be able to.
I hide my head when they speak of good packaging and pristine sound, because I know I won't be able to see and hear it. Vinyl is now for the rich who can afford to love all the high quality pressings, or for the stupid, too rapped up in the hipness of the format to realize they're being ripped off. This is a hard thing for me to realize. And I feel like because of the rampant theft of music online is putting so many bands and record labels in a tough place, they're taking it out on us - those who have been committed to paying for their music.
And I don't know what to do about this. Posted by Sticky at 2 comments:. Labels: essayStuart. The works of noise artists like Akita Merzbow, Masonna and the like are frankly just dull and formless to me most of the time.
Unending and undynamic sheets of everything-louder-than-everything-else electronic drone, screeches, screams, what have you is just so extreme and unyielding that it ends up having the opposite effect--boredom. Without any concessions to mood, atmosphere, rhythm, improvisation or composition you end up sitting there, staring at your watch and waiting for it to end.
The few artists, mostly from industrial's formative years, that have succeeded at making listenable "noise" hint: it's not such as Throbbing Gristle, Whitehouse, SPK and early Einsturzende Neubaten have all recognized the value of these elements in their approach.
You can add Ann Arbor freaks Wolf Eyes to that list. All of their albums have combined hardcore screams, industrial clanking, creeping synth noises, blasts of cathartic feedback and even some wild saxophone skronk with careful pacing and skeletal rhythms to produce fascinatingly twisted mindfucking soundscapes fit to adorn avant-garde horror films.
Human Animalone of the few widely distributed CD releases out of a dauntingly huge and obscure discography, captures the team of Nate Young, John Olsen, Mike Connelly and former member turned producer Aaron Dilloway at the height of their necromancing powers. Opener "A Million Years" is the huge ghostly monster on the cover slowly rising out of the swamp, a distant din of metallic crashes slowly getting louder as it approaches, accompanied by wounded animal squawks on sax and a piercing, inhuman screech that reaches directly down into your soul and tears it out.
This track lets you know in no uncertain terms what you're about to get into. The first recognizably human voice comes in, reciting some creepy passages of gore and decay obscured by the surrounding soundscape.
The hideous wailing sax returns to usher this track to a close. Then the title track hits, and all hell breaks loose. Heavily processed screams, crashing gongs played both normally and backwards maskedfeedback, and a thundering beat accompanied by baritone wordless chants that sound like they were sampled from an occult ritual give way to the utterly demented skullfuck that is "Rusted Mange," where human voice, synths and saxophone all compete to drown each other out, recorded in the ugliest, most distorted way possible.
The monster's attack ends, and now drifts in the pervasive fear of "Leper War. Four minutes of pure ear rape. The album ends with a snarky, noise-punk cover of No Fucker's "Noise Not Music," which compared to the concentrated doom that came before is almost accessible in its instantly gratifying slap upside the head. If anyone is to be named a worthy successor to the likes of late '70s and early '80s industrial, Wolf Eyes are in the front running. Not only have they added a degree of structure and accessibility to the avant-garde realms of power electronics, their attempts have also paradoxically managed to increase the intensity and atmosphere tenfold, pushing the bounds of the art.
Human Animal along with their previous album Burned Mind from the music right down to the brilliant cover art is an organic, cohesive exercise in aural terror rivaled only by the likes of future column fodder Khanate and Today Is The Day.
Translation: Um If you somehow manage to survive the experience without running out of the room screaming or shitting your pants than this is probably the next logical step. D A jewel-encrusted chalice, plundered from the treasury of Hyperboria, so that I may drink my wine as an emperor does. C Books are for those who are learned, those who are foreigners to war, that I may call them Hymne I - Wolf And Fear - Ulver - Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne Til Ulven I Manden (Vinyl, that I may take their wives and plunder their homes as they concern themselves with a knowledge of things unconcerning the battlefield, which will give them no aid as my sword sends their jaw clattering onto the floor.
If you declined to answer: Reconsider the choices that you've made in your life that made it so you wouldn't find any of these answers appealing. Posted by CJ at 2 comments:. Labels: Album ReviewsCJ. I was sitting here on a corn flake waiting for the National to slip.
Because it made sense. Because as rock history dictates, you work your way up, promising album, good album, masterpiece, and then you can't hit that mark a second time. Because every other amazing band in this year has far exceeded themselves, I thought there is no way there can be another surprise. One band has to slip. Because a year can't be consistently great straight across.
Because no one can top Boxer. It made sense. It also made sense when I herd their first single from the album. And yes it was catchier than almost anything they'd ever done before but it was catchy in a less distinct way, in a less desperate important way. The lyrics preferred a more traditional straightforward meaning over their trademarked lost harshly unfocused abstractness.
It favored a more colorful ambiance over their previous garage sensibilities. His voice was the same, but this was not the band I knew. And this was actually more than a good thing. High Violet glows. And it does this with drawn out guitars and heavy piano lines and with horns and somehow uncorny strings and really when it comes down to it I don't know how this album glows like it does.
It glows with the uncertain luminance and the warmth of coals, fresh from the fire. This is the most accessible album they have ever made, and are ever likely to make.
And somehow that's a good thing too. From the slow paced march of Terrible Love through to the strained crys of Vanderlyle Crybaby Geeks, The National have created something with vitality and with power, and to achieve this it seems they needed to abandon their troubled detachment. These characteristics ' minimalism, coldness, lifelessness ' make Flowers of Evil an album that is not as instantly loveable as Julius Caesar was.
It took me a while to fully get into the moody atmosphere of the album. However, once I did, I found that there is plenty to appreciate and cherish on this album. The sparse arrangements push Rygg's vocals center stage, and he has never sounded better. His voice and tone are very special and he has a unique ability to craft vocal lines that are catchy, but at the same time sophisticated and dramatic. His croon gives the songs a sombre and melancholic mood that keeps drawing me back for more.
Another major attraction of the album is the incredible level of detail and sophistication of the arrangements. Hymne I - Wolf And Fear - Ulver - Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne Til Ulven I Manden (Vinyl of Evil is one of those albums that are best appreciated with headphones so that one can spot all its hidden contours and colors.
Stian Westerhus' guitar lines, for instance, are really minimalist, yet incredibly creative and effective listen for example to the howls that Westerhus manages to pull from his guitar on 'Lost Boy', or the super-tasty leads on 'A Thousand Cuts'.
Eerie sound effects underscore the most dramatic vocal passages on 'Russian Doll', while subtle string arrangements add an end-of-the-world feel to the apocalyptic love story told on 'A Thousand Cuts'. The album is literally a treasure-trove of hidden sounds and effects, and keeps revealing new layers with each listen. Great merits for this go to the production by Martin 'Youth' Glover Killing Joke and Michael Rendall The Orbwhich is superb: polished but organic and well-balanced, it gives the album a truly smooth and cohesive feel.
Indeed, Flowers of Evil has a flow and consistency across its 8 tracks that make it feel much more like an album than Julius Caesar, whose musical palette was instead more heterogeneous and incorporated a broader variety of styles psychedelia, gothic, industrial, trance. The end result is an album that sound more assured and accomplished than Hymne I - Wolf And Fear - Ulver - Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne Til Ulven I Manden (Vinyl Assassination of Julius Caesar.
Fans of the Wolves may be disappointed that the band this time did not take another left-turn to a new unexplored musical direction. I was taken aback too, initially. However, I am now glad that Ulver decided to hover just a little bit longer in the musical space that they first stumbled upon with their previous album.
The special blend of gloomy synthpop that they offered on that album had time to mature in the 3 years between Julius Caesar and Flowers of Evil, and this clearly shows on the new album. However, Flowers of Evil is also less immediate and inviting than its predecessor, making it an album that is somewhat difficult to get into.
Give it time, though, and it will reveal itself as an extremely deep and rewarding musical journey. Review by Warthur Prog Reviewer.
Though a live album, Drone Activity consists of all-original material. Don't think "drone" in the sense of, say, Ulver buddies Sunn O - instead, think "drone" in the sense of some of the mids work of progressive electronic masters like Tangerine Dream or Klaus Schulze. Heck, the album is even structured like Tangerine Dream's Zeit, with its four electronic ambient pieces occupying a timespan which would, were this to get a vinyl release, have each track taking up a side of a double album.
Don't think this is a full-on pastiche of Tangerine Dream, however; the aesthetic of Ulver's vampiric cyberpunk works of yesteryear is thick on the ground here, the band simply using a Tangerine Dream-esque format as a springboard for improvisation in their own distinctive style.
The end result is another compelling release from a band who are never less than interesting. Why do I tell about this experience? Well, first of all, this album cover depicts exactly what it looked like. These people ruled in their religious world at one time and their idolizers for some reason wanted to remember them and visit them.
Now they reign through fear, fear of the dead or fear of their sins. The music on this EP reflects the atmosphere of these catacombs. Ulver has Hymne I - Wolf And Fear - Ulver - Nattens Madrigal - Aatte Hymne Til Ulven I Manden (Vinyl the nail on the head as to this weird obsession of the religious and the dead and the atmosphere LP) is generated from this obsession.
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