REVIEW: New Orbital cover art
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Alternative Commentary on REVIEW: New Orbital cover art
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I don't know if the cover art for Orbital's latest, "In Sides", is the same
worldwide, but THIS is in reference to the U.S. release. Limited edition
(ha! 30,000 is quite limited, I'd say), including those tasty EPs that
impatient characters who are now feeling quite betrayed shelled out
outrageous money for as separates, all that.
The cover looks as if Kandinsky suffered a digestive disorder, or perhaps
attempted to capture the ambience of an emergency room, while accompanied
by a free jazz ensemble a la Ornette Coleman.
A complete schiz, as they say in the old country (Ah! The old country . .
. <insert folk instrumentation here>).
The inner cover art is equally demented, though more amusing than the
aforementioned fist in the eye. Nostalgic fifties kitsch photographs have
been sampled and warped into pleasantly psychotic collages. Fish with
housewife heads fly about living rooms, while father buries adult-headed
baby in the back lawn. Typical family scenes. That sort of thing. All
with some sort of eco-enviro-happy-trance-message, no doubt. Meat is
murder. Electricity is nucleus murder. Endoplasmic reticulums are people,
too. You get the picture. Perhaps. If you do, then you've just lost your
appetite for lunch. Which means you can catch that live Web-chat with Eno
at 2:00 California time.
California dreaming. Went down to a church on a winter's day. The Church.
That's not in California. Anyway: Recorded a kicking rhythm cut with
Boris Grebenshikov. I wish. Someday. California dreaming.
Coherence is history. Why are you still reading this? I'm not even
reading it.
The music is all that, by the way.
Ooooooo - live drums. Kick.
With apologies to those whose time is valuable,
Zenon M. Feszczak
Re-evolutionist