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Chainsuck / Kindly Stop for Me / Wax Trax (CD)
Chainsuck's second effort has a creepy cabaret feel -- it's a little
bit darkwave, a smidgen of Cocteau Twins etheria and a touch of
horror movie soundtrack, with more conventional rock and electronic
elements peeping out through the seams. Marydee Reynolds contributes
rich, haunting vocals, while her supporting players -- including Wax Trax
stalwarts Chris Connelly, Bill Rieflin, Frankie Nardiello and the late
William Tucker -- create densely layered collages of keyboards, bass
and drums. If Siouxsie and the Banshees were still an artistically valid
concern, this is the sort of album they'd be trying to make -- evocative,
visceral and at times slightly disturbing. -- gz
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All Time Present / All Time Present / bottom feeder (CD)
As a general rule, improvised music works much better when experienced live than it does on recordings, even if those recordings are very well done. There is so much energy involved in creating improvised music, and it's a type of energy that simply can't be captured on a CD. Sometimes a video will get pretty close -- you can see the action (or non-action, depending), get a feel for the space, see some sweat, and most importantly, you can see the instruments and the hands playing them. That being said, I would have loved to have been present when All Time Present was recorded. Chris Forsyth, Rich Gross and Ethan Sklar all play guitars, and they play them well. They manage to coax a great variety of moans, shrieks, buzzes, wails, bleeps and gentle hums from their instruments, combining them into five solid, attention-grabbing improvisations. Yet as good as it is, there's always the sense, in the back of my ears, that something is missing. Nonetheless, it's an impressive disc. If you're into improvised "noise"-based music, then these fellows are definitely worth a listen. -- ib
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Muckafurgason / The Gay EP / Deep Elm (CD)
Splendid faves Muckafurgason return, albeit briefly, with an EP
of loosely connected songs that are...well, gay. Whether this title refers to
intra-gender relations, cheerful ebullience or a combination of both
is open to a certain degree of interpretation. While "You Ain't A
Man (Until You've Had A Man)" sounds tongue-in-cheek, it's played
utterly straight (so to speak), to earnestly hilarious effect. This goes
double for the disco (or "west") version. "I Wanna Be Your Guy",
on the other hand, could...ahem...go either way. Ultimately, unless you're
rabidly homophobic and utterly bereft of a sense of humor, the cheerfully
punkish pop of The Gay EP is bound to win your heart. Is it wrong? -- gz
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Sweet Venus / Sweet Venus / Sundial (CD-R)
Fuzzed out rock riffs dominate this 3 song CD-R as a finely drawn line
zigzags in between
space rock haziness and punchy pop tunes. Fortunately, these lads, along
with vocalist
Angela Webster, all hail from the U.K., allowing "Underground" to burst
forth in a blazing
explosion of legitimate Brit-pop that has enough integrity to distance
itself from that
stereotypical genre, while craftily borrowing its poise and exotically
tasteful elements. Like a more cognizant Stereolab, minimally cadging
from Spacemen 3, Sweet Venus has perfected its sound -- now the band just
needs a few more recorded tracks and a smart, tasteful record label! -- am
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Monte Montgomery / Mirror / Heart Music (CD)
Montgomery's six-string skills are undeniable; the man's a hell of a
guitarist. Regrettably, these rock/country/folk tunes are overproduced to the point of
being Adult Album Alternative fare -- imagine, for reference, a Bruce Hornsby/
Dire Straits collaboration with some killer solos. While none of these songs
blindsided me with any edgy new lyrical or melodic ideas, I've got to
confess that more than once I caught myself enjoying these songs.
Mirror doesn't
have a shred of indie-rock hipster cred, but Montgomery does what
he does better than his contemporaries. Recommended for those who like their
ear candy loaded with a lot of artificial sweetener. -- gz
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Munir Doumet / Journeys of the Heart / Munir Doumet (CD)
Composer Doumet's CD, Journeys of the Heart, is supposed to be
a musical reflection of life. It strives to reflect the ups and downs -- the
highs and lows as it were. This is done in a kind of
smooth-jazz-cum-new-age way -- Yanni meets Manheim Steamroller. You've
got big faux orchestral arrangements over slow-rock beats with a healthy
dose of synth pads thrown in for good measure. Everything is big and epic
and gushy, as our soundclip of "The Day Took Over" demonstrates. -- nw
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To Roccoco Rot / The Amateur View / Mute (CD)
The third album from this trio of Berliners is a good disc to own
if you like to say you enjoy experimental electronic music,
but actually don't. While the comparatively minimal TRR style is
largely upbeat and melodic, there isn't a whole lot of envelope-pushing
taking place here. As so-called "listener's electronica" goes, The
Amateur View is head and shoulders above most of the competition --
tracks are varied, full of detail and served up in pop-song-length nuggets
rather than concept-bludgeoning nine minute epics. By all means check
it out -- just don't expect any paradigm-shattering revelations. -- gz
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Seminiferous / Dark Pop / Ramjet (CD)
A soulful pop record with equal parts folk and rock, Dark Pop
reveals this Sin City foursome’s exposé on topics ranging from abuse to
post-girlfriend blues, with solid
results. Vocalist Rob Bell's wiry, accentuated vocals do a superb job on
tunes like "She
Said" and "John Q Public" as they quickly shift gears from melody maker to
thoughtful muse without hesitation. With a tight rhythm section backing up
the absorbing guitar of Rick Ramsey, Seminiferous has as much intensity and
liveliness as a group of virile teenagers in their first band. -- am
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Wanderjar / Early Glaciers are Seldom Waves / One Carbon Cycle (CD)
It's hard not to mention Sonic Youth when describing Wanderjar (at least it's hard when you've got a word count limit). Wanderjar have the SY "driving drone" thing down pat, bolstered by a heavy-duty hard rock foundation that hints at the presence of a few
Black Sabbath albums on the band's record shelf. But while these
four songs are big, bad and beefy, they're not without delicate moments
of detail -- a piano solo on "Walking Backward", for instance, and the
rocked-up shoegazer melody of "Heavengoing". Recorded in a metal-walled storage unit on a shoestring budget, Early Glaciers... nonetheless impresses -- despite the CD-R format, the disc is professionally packaged and sounds surprisingly good. I hope to hear more from these guys. -- gz
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