Saturday, October 13, 2007

EAQuartett - Electroacoustiquarett

EAQuartett - Electroacoustiquarett
http://www.mediafire.com/?0zv1jxdnvfmSelf described as “the perfect meeting point for the experimental and explorative tensions of different musicians, whose background range from classical music to contemporary, from jazz to the extreme boundaries of rock” EAQuartett fall in the realm of Supersilent with an obvious appreciation towards the kraut and free jazz scenes of the late ‘60s and ‘70s. A fellow RYMer described this album along the lines of being the perfect exploration of the lucid nature of the static space in Bitches Brew and In a Silent Way which is an excellent description. This is certainly orchestrated music but a resilient attitude of free form is always dipping itself into the mixing pot of this quartet. Electroacoustiquarett is a unique experience that dots the minimal and spontaneous with a sense of complete and heavily complex composition.


John Frusciante - Smile From The Streets You Hold

John Frusciante - Smile From The Streets You Hold
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Few albums will ever strike the same emotional chord, “Smile From The Streets You Hold” do with me. It basically was responsible for me surviving my first year out of high school, so it’ll always resonate in me deeply. Emotional performances like this are truly rare and only come along once every decade. The tragedy of this recording is perhaps its greatest strength and the way Frusciante was so accurately able to describe his feelings in sound make it one of my favorites. I can’t in good faith recommend the album to everyone just because of its extremely abrasive nature, but in terms of people interested in the avant-garde this is a truly spectacular album. One of my favorite albums of all time.

Friday, October 12, 2007

Shugo Tokumaru - L.S.T.

Shugo Tokumaru - L.S.T.
"This is pop, but pop pushed into a non-mainstream place of such diversity and experimentation that it’s barely recognisable. You have one track that features a whistle, a piano, and a singing saw; another that gets underway with the sound of scissors and peeping baby chickens and goes on to showcase a koto; and a third like a musical joke that seems to be about to dump us in the trane trekker boredom that is enka until the singer opens her mouth—and lo and behold, it’s the singing saw again."