Accordion, Electric Guitar, Castanets [Castanettes], Piano [Some] -
Boyd Rice Artwork By [Design] -
P.A. Taylor
Brass -
Joel Haerling*
Organ -
Bob Ferbreche*
Photography -
Boyd Rice
,
Sean Hartgrove
Violin [Electric] -
Alex Buder Written-By -
Boyd Rice
Notes
Recorded at Synnymax Pussycat in Cleveland & Le Studio Absenta (in the catacombs near the pillar of fire) in Denver.
Review by Infernaljase9Jan 26, 2007(edited over 2 years ago)
An Amazing Album,one of the more focused of NoN's releases. The construction of the dense layers of loops on this record are truly awe inspiring. Each Track is a collection of terse loops that when mixed create a cohesive and devastatingly hypnotic whole. At first the music might seem ultra-minimal and repetive but when the ears have adjusted to all of the rythms,tones, and freqeunces subtly hidden in the many loops an attentive listener can find an ever changing and fascinating group of "songs". Very few people in modern music can work the loops like Boyd Rice can.
With every listen I get pulled deeper and deeper into this sound world he weaves...I have listened to this CD literally hundreds of times and will continue to leave the repeat button pressed.This is music to escape by, where your mind can erase itself of all of the junk information we are bombarded with daily,leaving a clean slate and an ear eager for for entrancement.
Review by Scrap_IronOct 27, 2004(edited over 5 years ago)
I have to disagree, "Receive The Flame" is one of NON's best albums. I prefer it a lot over the boring and childish "Might", which had an interesting concept developed in the formula of "sleepy spoken words + one boring sample repeated". Here we have powerful and fierce tracks of pure noise which works amazingly. "Spectre" combines a Spanish-like string with the increasing noise of an engine, and the effect is simply devastating! "Solitude" is a very funny and ironic piano theme, which surely come from some 1960s' bubblegum music single (Boyd's favourite sources). I love the distorted voices of "Monism" and the deafing organ blasts of "Medici Mass". Boyd Rice is still THE noise master. He should just concentrate more on his own work rather than losing time with Douglas P.'s latest creations.
Review by enfantterribleOct 10, 2004(edited over 5 years ago)
There is senility in life but there is senility in music also. This particular work its a display of the symptoms of senility in music.
Boyd Rice the all time most famous/infamous nois-ist industrial-ist, extrem-ist (and all the rest in between) in America,a true benchmark for the rest of the world crowd of the so called industrial music, the man behind the all time epics and musical jewels such as: "Easy listening for the iron youth", "Might" and "God and the beast" appears in here in his more poor and careless facet.
Stuned with the kindness and capacities of the sampler machine,it seems that he simply could not avoid its discovery towards deep lands of its music so characteristic in him.
Common to His style and faithful to its strategy he try to attack time in time with loop after loop of the same atonal and noisy structure of sound.
But theres no purpose in here, its void, its work this time its pointless,and meaningless, senile and weak.
The general feeling his music leaves its that he is trying to get out of trouble with their own music, he doesnt have a single clear idea in the whole work.
"Spectre" for example try to re-animate an old effort from previous albums,but theres even the same sample in the same fucking way! the rest of the album does not leave any sensation of something impressive or slightly remarkable. Just plain insipidity and the clear feeling of carelessness on his side.
Want to buy some crap mr anti-modernist? go ahead. Boyd its doing it so good for you!
With every listen I get pulled deeper and deeper into this sound world he weaves...I have listened to this CD literally hundreds of times and will continue to leave the repeat button pressed.This is music to escape by, where your mind can erase itself of all of the junk information we are bombarded with daily,leaving a clean slate and an ear eager for for entrancement.