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Nick Zero - Old Phrazes - 26-Dec-08 11:11 AM
Finding itself beyond typical genre confines, this release is in no way generic. These tracks - quite long and masterful - would fit into many diverse sets, whether mnml, straight, trance, etc. - and would predictably appeal to any dancer while not putting off any purists. Timeless, these could have been golden oldies, and quite deserve to eventually be looked back upon as such.
There is mention that this is the last offering of Nick Zero, a final gift at the last opportunity. While this rings perhaps sad, the tracks themselves contain so much care in composition, balance and delivery ... that its actually movingly warm, swelling with beauty and love.
Carlos Laporta - 20-Dec-08 07:28 AM
Carlos is an obviously talented creator whose compositions exhibit a breathlike organic nature, repetitive beats flowing in a rippling nonlinear fashion, ambient light seeming to diffuse through from somewhere within or beyond them, as if the tracks were microcosmic glassworks. This undulative betrayal of straightness, accomplished without canned swing, is something desirable in electronic music no matter the style, and to hear it done so well within the mnml sphere is something simply delicious. Recommended.
C.C.C.C. - 06-Aug-08 06:15 PM
Live: Abrupt start—complete and total silence (neural flat line?) vs. head-to-toe splitting pain, sitting bolt-upright worrying over permanent organic brain damage or disruption of joint or organ structure (so loud nothing was audible). Two men at left and right stage with backs to the audience, attention buried in tall stacks of racks. Another facing off to the right playing bass with relative calm. Front & center, a sorceress with long black hair, long black dress, and long figure tempting the innermost from a theremin with aggressive seduction, hair all around her, violently conjuring and forcibly extracting long-forgottens through her personal electromagnetic interface with the unknown.
These changing only the shape of the room: quieter than a blizzard in the wilderness in a coma. One hour and fifteen minutes pass, bliss and pain.
SNAP! The power to all equipment cut at once. Utterly flattening, the contrast between palpable turbulence and lack thereof. Pause. Flood of posttraumatic ear relief! Cured of all concerns, could not hear anything over ears’ ringing; watching traffic pass in San Francisco, watching people conversing, hearing nothing, body so still.
Pure beauty.
Anikana - Anikana - 21-Apr-08 07:20 PM
Most dance releases warrant quick rejection; a minority provide short-term usefulness in the context of continually needing new material; a few are worth keeping around indefinitely; among these quench an ever-building and substantial thirst. This release belongs to the last category. This will not apply only to the main consumer of techno but also the secondary and generalized consumer: the [mythologized] "dancefloor"--the public audience. These tracks on a crossed-over system become a simple sexually throbbing pulse with just the right elements to keep that pulse revolving around itself and always staying within the realm of enticement (with continual gratification) towards the next hard foot down. Absolutely worth downloading, enjoying, and employing at totally immodest volumes.
Swans - 12-Feb-08 07:01 PM
Of all the bands to which Ive been exposed, SWANS is, and has been for twenty years, my absolute favorite. I suspect there are many who feel this way. Their entire career I find well above average to rather brilliant, but the material recorded in the 1980s pulls me back for more frequent listens than any other music. The "Cop" LP Ive listened to more than any other musical gesture by far. Listening to it again tonight, having obsessed over it on every system, in every car, in every house Ive ever owned or rented ... I am again, as I have been repeatedly, completely amazed at the impeccably subtle and detail-aware masterful production (not to mention the blameless songwriting and flattening deliverance). Drum effects that strike only once in the album, etc. ... a sonic field that is at once static, wall-like, and approaching the fathomless depth of space itself--textures within seemingly repetitive/featureless surfaces that upon thousands of listens still cannot be in their entirety grokked ...
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