quoted 9 lines hey... wish i had seen this sooner as i could> hey... wish i had seen this sooner as i could
> have given you the address, though hopefully
> you got it from someone or off the net or
> something. anyone who likes stuff in a free jazz,
> fusion, salsa, hybrid sort of mid-70's style (i'm
> thinking lots of bright reds and african unity colors)
> ought to check out low res' album. marvelous.
> too bad dntel didn't get to play his set as he had
> a treat which would have been delectable.
I just wrote a review of the album - see below
All the best, Colin.
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Low Res :: Blue Ramen
Avowedly synthetic / cheesy neo-organ sounds, noise / fluffed chords /
upward-bubbling 50s chords if this is a group they're not listening to each
other well that¹s the first minute for you. Tinkling synthi-piano notes,
determinedly chemical bass, for a moment I¹m reminded of a busied-up version
of the final tracks on Landscape¹s first album. The syntheticness is almost
teeth-grating like the static electric shocks you get from putting on a
nylon jumper.
!Baila Mami! (Parts 1 & 2)¹ throws Paul Schutze at a near-bossa rhythm to
see what sticks, then collides it with some big band samples resulting in an
aural car crash damn, but there went the kind of guitar synthesizer sound
Pat Metheney employed on those avant funk tracks from Offramp this is fun!
By the third track (Blue Ramen #3¹), I¹m feeling distinctly queasy why
did I drink so much? I should know by now but wait a moment I haven¹t
touched a drop it¹s those big clumsy organ chords, the electric piano, the
muffled bongos I¹m glad it¹s over quickly otherwise I¹d be dashing for the
nearest sink.
Chalky¹. Chalky? Like the taste of Milk of Magnesia? I feel the heartburn
coming on already. Chalky¹ feels like spending time becalmed in an
oleaginous ocean, noxious gas clouds occasionally swirling round in the dim
light.
Blue Ramen is music for bars on the edges of tanker depots, for all those
Airfix kits melted by your big brother and his matches, for all those fans
of David Lynch who also happen to have a soft spot for Billy Jenkins and
Squarepusher or Fourtet. This music is fake jazz, like a counterfeit Gucci
watch - bad, where bad means not good for you, choc-full of E¹ numbers,
E102, E1194, E1831, E994a, E37 - those are the ones on the pot noodle I¹m
munching, for starters. And if you¹re going off to the kitchen cupboard to
check whether I¹ve quoted the correct chemical constituents, go out and
order this album, it might be for you.
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