Well, somebody had to say it.
Can't stop these luscious textury effects, always tasty, never trashy.
The melodies, processed through morphing filters and audioamalgamators,
evolve into some sweet gluey substance which affixes itself to selected
sections of your mind.
Whaddaya mean he can't read music?
He's lying.
How does he write out all these arrangements?
In Enocode? Hahaha a computing multilinguist's pun, at Brian Brain's expense.
But really, what of those Spanish-inspired guitar arrangements?
Weird, but I first heard of William Orbit on a weekly _jazz fusion_ program
which played here on WRTI (a fab jazz station, perhaps the best in the
syncopation nation) in the lost eighties. The song was - "Riding to Rio".
But yes, when one thinks about it, perhaps William Orbit is the saviour for
the failed potential of acid jazz?
Back to "Mertvye Dushi" now. Back to the regularly scheduled and
completely useless MTV House of Style, hosted by two utterly charmless and
humourless models which makes us all misty-eyed about Cindy Crawford days.
Zenon M. Feszczak
Gogolist