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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. ---------------------------------------- Low Res :: Blue Ramen Avowedly synthetic / cheesy neo-organ sounds, noise / fluffed chordsŠ / upward-bubbling 50s chordsŠ if this is a group they're not listening to each otherŠ 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. Œ!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 crashŠ damn, but there went the kind of guitar synthesizer sound Pat Metheney employed on those avant funk tracks from OfframpŠ this is fun! By the third track (ŒBlue Ramen #3¹), I¹m feeling distinctly queasy ­ why did I drink so much? I should know by nowŠ but wait a moment I haven¹t touched a drop ­ it¹s those big clumsy organ chords, the electric piano, the muffled bongosŠ I¹m glad it¹s over quickly otherwise I¹d be dashing for the nearest sink. ŒChalky¹. Chalky? Like the taste of Milk of Magnesia? I feel the heartburn coming on already. ŒChalky¹ 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 ŒE¹ 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. --------------------------------------------------------------------- To unsubscribe, e-mail: idm-unsubscribe@hyperreal.org For additional commands, e-mail: idm-help@hyperreal.org