Here, with the first outing for his self-titled quartet, the atmosphere is sunnier, more vibrant and world-reaching, drawing the listener's attention to the current plight of the world and more specifically its oceans. However, rather than pound the message home with darkness and doom, the album has a far more sunny disposition, the whole album smiling through its six long tracks and forty minutes.
Mr Olivetti
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Pieces were chosen from various live environments and time periods, but all are recognisable; while the use of such disparate material gives Julie an opportunity to visit various styles and tempos, forming the lyrical structures around the rolling, tumbling constant momentumof the piano.
Could we call The Toads an Australian supergroup? The list of other bands for the assembled quartet is a long one and this blast through the shrubbery contains equal parts early Fall- style punkabilly energy, and the kind of dry and dusty laconic vision that could only come from the other side of the world.
Kranky The barely visible greyscale cover of Tim Hecker‘s latest is the perfect embodiment of the dully guarded repetition that seeps from the album, its insidious electronic creep dusty and belaboured. With titles like “Monotony”, “Anxiety” and “Total Garbage”, you kind of know what you are in for, added to the press release’s comment that it is “a beacon of unease against the deluge of false positive capitalist […]
Echoing, cyclical drums pound out a remorseless beat, an emergence of sounds like a draught blowing something cold and portentous in your general direction, but just out of reach. Simmering guitar streaks, like intimations of an avalanche bring veiled threats, blocking out any sight of the sky.
Pianist Stephen Grew has been testing the limits of the piano for the best part of four decades, alone and in collaboration and the extraordinary thing about this album is that he still finds so much ground to cover, revelling in the freedom of what he describes as the blank canvas of the piano. It must be quite thrilling to constantly be refreshed by the act of sitting in front of the keyboard awaiting a spark of intuition from which his personality then unfolds.
Although recently released, this album compiles work that dates back to 2020 and perhaps because of that runs an absolute gamut of styles and sounds, constantly switching positions, leading the listener astray and dropping hints that don't always come to fruition and instead end up far from home.
...Timo Kaukolampi has been concentrating on his solo efforts, with three albums released since 2020. Here, for his second Optimo release, a few select friends join him in the studio to layer reeds and voices over his sinister, minimalist soundscapes.
Although trading under Richard Jones' name, the six pieces chosen for this new trio's album are divided between the three players; Jones on piano, Joshua Cavanagh-Brierly on bass and Johnny Hunter on drums and it is this democratic approach that gives the album its appeal, no one player overwhelming the direction.
Still happily ensconced on Tapete, his fifth album for them emerges from the gloom with a stripped-down sound that, although still slow and steady, certainly has chinks of light filtering through the treetops.
All the way through the album, though the clarity of sound sparkles, the definition between the three players is just right and the overall mood transient, moving from the melancholy delicacy of opener "Little Abi" right on to the more mournful cello drone infused "En Stor Dag".
Friend of and brother to Townes Van Zandt, Roxy Gordon was a Texan-born outlaw poet who used the spoken word medium to highlight the contentious relationship between European settlers and native Americans. Working with other marginal Texan musicians, his dry as a bone drawl, ancient as the dusty earth from which he came is perfect for these cheaply produced but supremely moving and historically fascinating vignettes.
Containing four trumpeters and five trombonists as well as an array of sax, clarinet, percussion and electronics, it really does contain an army of noise makers ... feels a little like being poked in the chest as someone makes a strenuous point while travelling on a roller coaster.
Guitarists Sylvain Chauveau and Joel Merah, along with percussionist Stephane Garin, conceived Ensemble 0 with a self-imposed rule that the instruments for all the pieces written for the trio should fit into a suitcase so that touring abroad would be a lot easier.
...allowing the octet to straddle the borders of swinging, classic jazz with a freer, more progressive approach, shading in the areas between and generally having a fine old time if the smiles on the album photograph are anything to go by.
That wonderful louche coolness that epitomised the last Terry album is still here in droves on their fourth longplayer, but you have the feeling that there is a little anger and frustration in the mix. The album pointedly mentions that it was recorded on unceded Aboriginal land and they seem to be drawing the listener's attention to elements of Australia's shady past.
Clearly, although the interconnectedness of the players is as rich as before, they have chosen to take things in a more contemplative and languid manner, letting the music to reflect back on the listener, raising the beaded curtain and allowing them to peer through into their uniquely glazed realm.
Computer Students have uncovered the only album produced by Boston-based Lynx, a turn of the millennium instrumental quartet whose silverfish flourishes and head-spinning interplay shared some elements with the likes of Don Caballero and Polvo from the Touch & Go camp and Sonna and Rumah Sakit from the Temporary Residence family...