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FEATURED NEW RELEASES
Matthew E. White
Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti
Nguzunguzu
Lee Hazlewood
Bill Fay
JJ DOOM
Yeasayer
Big Strick
Teengirl Fantasy
KMS 25th Anniversary Classics (4CD)
This Ain't Chicago (Various)
Jam City
X Ray Pop LP
 
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Sigur Ros (Limited 10")
Shindig! Magazine #28

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  WIN TICKETS TO ALVARIUS B.'S FIRST NY SHOW!
Alan Bishop (Sun City Girls, Sublime Frequencies) plays his FIRST EVER New York solo performance as Alvarius B. on Tuesday, September 4 at Union Pool! The show is coinciding with the reissue of his self-titled double LP, arguably his best album. Other Music has one pair of tickets to give away along with a grab bag of signed Alvarius B. recordings: the out-of-print Baroque Primitiva LP; the aforementioned self-titled double LP; and the self-titled CD (a completely different record than the s/t 2LP). This show is a must-see, not to mention that the duo of Marcia Bassett and Samara Lubelski will be opening. Enter right now by emailing giveaway@othermusic.com.

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  TICKET GIVE-AWAY TO DIVINE FITS
Other Music is giving away a pair of tickets to catch Divine Fits, an indie all-star trio of sorts featuring Spoon's Britt Daniel, Dan Boeckner of Wolf Parade and Handsome Furs/New Bomb Turks' Sam Brown! The group will be performing at the Music Hall of Williamsburg on Sunday, September 9, supporting their debut album, A Thing Called Divine Fits (out next Tuesday, on Merge Records). We'll be picking one winner at random and all you have to do to enter is email tickets@othermusic.com.

SUNDAY, SEPTEMBER 9
MUSIC HALL OF WILLIAMSBURG: 66 N. 6th St. Williamsburg, BKLN

     
 
   
   
   
   
   
       
   

 

 

     
 

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  MATTHEW E. WHITE
Big Inner
(Hometapes)

"One of These Days"
"Will You Love Me"

I'll be blunt and to the point here -- this is one of the best debut albums I've heard not only this year, but in a good long while. Matthew E. White's stellar Big Inner came seemingly from out of nowhere and pretty much smacked me upside the head with its sly, subtle, understated beauty and loping, stoned funk grooves. Much has been said in the press about White's outspoken love of Randy Newman, and while I certainly hear that in the album's dry wit and biting character portraits, there's much more going on here. He ably and skillfully blends breathtaking string and horn arrangements, restrained guitar and piano melodies, robust gospel choruses, and hypnotic New Orleans funk straight out of the Toussaint family, and ties them all together with his softly murmured croon, gently purring lyrics like a sarcastic cat who's soaked up too much secondhand weed smoke. The final product plays like a funky Southern soul take on the sound perfected by Jim O'Rourke on his classic Eureka album, and it's obvious that White is a similarly diverse and eclectic collusionist who delights in subtle references to his loves throughout the record's arrangements. Much has been said in other reviews of the album's closing mantra of "Jesus Christ is my lord; Jesus Christ, he is my friend," but no one seems to realize that he's not getting heavy and dogmatic on you, he's actually paying tribute to one of my favorite Jorge Ben songs, the epic "Brother" from A Tabua de Esmeralda. White's posed on the record's cover next to paintings of King Tubby and Dr. John, and the swooning Bacharach/Newman worship actually sharpens his impact rather than diluting it, with much of that thanks to the strength of the songs themselves. I've listened to this album on solid repeat for the past week, and I say without hesitation that it is lodged firmly toward the top of my list of 2012's best records. Special note should also be made of the album's lovely packaging, particularly the vinyl, hand-numbered and limited to 2000 copies, download included, with a letter from White himself thanking you for buying the record and supporting his vision. It's one hell of a vision, let me tell you, and it cements the feeling that he's going to be a talent to watch. [IQ]
 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  ARIEL PINK'S HAUNTED GRAFFITI
Mature Themes
(4AD)

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A couple of New Year's Eves ago, some friends of mine were psyched out of their minds to see Ariel Pink perform in a gritty warehouse in Bushwick. Before Today's popularity was peaking, Pink was popping up on news feeds daily, playing to -- and melting down in front of -- thousands of festival-goers, and you couldn't escape that slinky, inverted "Billie Jean" bass line of "Round and Round." That song was the bitters in every drink you ordered, the dressing on every meal you ate out, the between-band PA filler at every show. It was like the indie equivalent of the summer when Jay-Z's "Empire State of Mind" hit the airwaves; no matter who you were, you were GROOVING to APHG. My friends returned from that New Year's show disappointed and angry. "God, it was such bullshit," they said. "He just did, like, karaoke, over a cassette that he plugged into the PA. He didn't even play 'Round and Round'."

The point is, if you were breathlessly awaiting another freaky, funky gem like Before Today or another freaky, gigantic single like "Round and Round," you will probably be baffled by Mature Themes. I don't think I'm going to be walking around and hear people singing lines from "Kinski Assasin" -- "Hypnotist masochist polymonogamasturbators a whore...backlit jacuzziwad will fondle yer ass...suicide dumplings dropping testicle bombs." But even if there isn't a track on Mature Themes that will prompt you to say, "Ohmygawd, I love this song," it is very likely the best pop record of the year. Pink and his Haunted Graffiti specialize in pop plastic surgery: slicing, grafting and retrofitting textures and structures across a wide variety of genres, then painting the whole glorious mess a vivid, funny and sometimes violent hue of Pink.

Leadoff track "Kinksi Assassin" has the skeleton of "Incense and Peppermints," a bridge of wah-ed out, Shocking Blue-style guitar, three different vocal takes of varying fidelities with Pink singing in three different voices, and an entire verse of the line, "Who sunk my battleship? I sunk my battleship." And somehow, it all blends together into a sprightly, three-minute pop song that had me reaching for the repeat button. "Is This the Best Spot?" sounds like the between-level music to a Midway arcade game like Galaxian, patched through a Juno keyboard -- in a good way. The dueling 12-string guitars on "Only in My Dreams" hark back to the Byrds or the Cryan Shames, and the lyrics are the closest thing to sense that Pink makes on the record: "If only in my dreams, if only in my dreams she'll be right there next to me," he pines. Sometimes the band's influences become wonderfully apparent, like how the bass and drums of "Early Birds of Babylon" sounds lifted straight from a Martin Newell or Cleaners from Venus tape.

There are moments that hint at autobiography, or the real fantasies that Pink sometimes lives out in his pop songs. "I don't care about you," he sings on the title track, "I wish I was taller than five-foot-four / 35 years of my life spent computing it all." On "Symphony of the Nymph," he sings about a woman named Ariel, "a nympho at the discotheque, she's a nympho at the bibliotheca... my name is Ariel, and I'm a nympho." On Mature Themes, Pink and his band hone and refine the genre schizophrenia that has become the Haunted Graffiti's trademark. It's a swirling, loopy and psychedelic ride that you want to take again and again. [MS]

 
         
   
   
   
   
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  NGUZUNGUZU
Warm Pulse EP
(Hippos in Tanks)

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Among the wave of current producers bringing bass to the masses, Nguzunguzu have been square on my radar for a while now. Needless to say, the world of bass music has been a little fickle and in flux since the initial explosion of Diplo way back when, but things got interesting again once the Night Slugs and Fade to Mind labels began to shake the foundation around 2010. Key players of the bubbling underground movement are the DJ/production duo of Daniel Pineda and Asma Maroof. The two met in art school in Chicago and have since migrated to L.A., where they have made a name for themselves as DJs and re-mixers (Pineda is M.I.A.'s opening DJ and they mixed her Vicki Leekx mixtape), cutting through the blogosphere with downloadable mixes, re-mixes, a few vinyl singles, and now landing on the left-of-center Hippos in Tanks label for their 'official' debut EP.

Warm Pulse is just that, filled with pulsing throbs, haunting R&B diva snippets, footwork's hyperactive double-time signatures, sci-fi and TV imagery (think X-Files), UK bass, warm and rich synth chords, vogue/ballroom drama, and lots of references/influences from the vibrant electronic sounds and dance music coming from across South America and Africa. Yet unlike their predecessors, Nguzunguzu don't just mimic booty or UK bass, they have a precise and keen ear for fusing tropical bass and rhythmic patterns with America pop singers emotion (namely Ciara and Beyoncé), in the end creating something refreshing and new feeling, alive and electrifying. Don't imagine the ghost of 2 Live Crew or a faceless Mad Decent knockoff here; this is a much more heady and sensual (not just sexy) listening experience. Their magic lies in the duo's ability to embrace American pop music while also distilling it into the underground world music pool. This EP is a bit more abstract than some of their prime time mixes/re-mixes, yet is no less engaging and energetic even in its refinements. Nguzunguzu are the sound of 2012, if you know it or not. Recommended for fans of footwork, abstract house, avant R&B, Clams Casino instrumentals, DJ/Rupture mixes, worldly dance music, or those wondering what the '80s babies are up to -- this is it! [DG]

 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  LEE HAZLEWOOD
A House Safe for Tigers
(Light in the Attic)

"Souls Island"
"Lars Gunnar and Me"

Light in the Attic's stellar reissue campaign of the works of Lee Hazlewood's LHI label kicks off after a great introductory compilation with a serious heavy-hitter, and what is one of his rarest, most coveted LPs. (I'm certainly on the list of coveters myself; it's one of the only albums of Hazlewood's of which I do not own an original pressing). It also happens to be one of his best. A House Safe for Tigers was the soundtrack to a 1975 television film directed by Torbjörn Axelman during Hazlewood's time in Sweden; the film itself is centered around Lee and Torbjörn who weave a dizzying tapestry of half-truth recollections and bizarre actions, with Hazlewood running a marathon and warning Swedish children about the perils of Richard Nixon. It's an even greater tribute to his adopted home than the equally stellar Cowboy in Sweden, yet where that album took Lee's American dreams and smoked them through a psychedelic hookah pipe the size of Oklahoma, Tigers is very much a European affair; it is perhaps the one album of Hazlewood's that features almost none of his Wild West raconteur mannerisms, instead immersing itself in avant-European classical textures and sharp funk grooves.

That's not to say that Lee's presence isn't felt, though; on the contrary, it simply sees him framing his trademark lyrical storytelling in arrangements he'd flirted with in the past, though he'd always held onto his country roots as a safety blanket of sorts. It's absolutely astonishing to hear him working in a mode that is closer to Scott Walker's first four solo albums than anything from Lee's Reprise period (it's also interesting to note than during this period, Walker was actually making country records very much in line with Hazlewood's material!). Everything on Tigers is applied with a tender, perfectionist touch, yet it feels as casual and off-the-cuff as anything else he had done before. There's a reason this album has fetched three-figure sums on the collector's market, and Light in the Attic should be given highest commendations for finally issuing the record outside of the small Swedish-only pressing it had only ever seen prior, and with a beautiful remastering job from the original master tapes, to boot. This is a high watermark in the discography of a man who honestly has too many highpoints already, but trust me on this; while it is certainly not the Lee Hazlewood album with which to begin your obsessions, it is an absolutely essential part of his catalogue. [IQ]

 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  BILL FAY
Life Is People
(Dead Oceans)

"There Is a Valley"
"Empires"

We've long championed the work of British singer-songwriter Bill Fay, from his two stunning Decca releases from the beginning of the '70s, to the devastatingly beautiful demo collection From the Bottom of an Old Grandfather Clock. Though far too under heard for many years, these days he's rightly considered by many to be the equal of the likes of Nick Drake or Scott Walker. Still Some Light, from 2010, included some vintage recordings with a disc of recent home recordings, which only really hinted at what he'd be able to accomplish for the Dead Oceans-released Life Is People, his first new studio album in over 40 years. In many ways picking up where he left off with Time of the Last Persecution, Fay's voice and songwriting prowess is entirely intact if not even more affecting than ever before. The lyrical turmoil he left us with in 1971 has here been transmuted into something much more reflective and humanistic. Sympathetically accompanied by a mostly younger cast of musicians with the occasional help of longtime collaborator/guitarist Ray Russell, the arrangements are generally stripped down and intimate, though sometimes building to epic, emotional heights like on the album's centerpiece, "Cosmic Concerto (Life Is People)." One of the major catalysts for Fay's increased exposure the last several years has been due to Wilco covering "Be Not So Fearful," and here he returns the compliment with his own version of Tweedy and Co.'s "Jesus, Etc." -- one of the record's greatest performances, just Fay alone with that genuinely moving voice set to the barest of piano accompaniment. A lovely return to form, and that he's managed to craft such a consistently satisfying album after so many years away from the scene makes the accomplishment all the more remarkable. [MK]
 
         
   
   
   
   
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  JJ DOOM
Key to the Kuffs
(Lex)

"Dawg Friendly"
"Winter Blues"

MF DOOM is a rapper and producer who by now shouldn't need much of an introduction, with a 20-year career beginning in the early-'90s with KMD, and more recent collaborations with icons like Danger Mouse and Madlib, to name a few. His current partner in rhyme, Jneiro Jarel, has been a rapper and producer in his own right for the last decade, recording several albums under different guises for Lex and Kindred Spirits, and collaborating or remixing a diverse group of artists including TV on the Radio, Bjork, Massive Attack, Maxwell and Damon Albarn. He's also a great foil for the masked villain, and the two like-minded gents have come together for a full album under the JJ DOOM moniker. Jarel's style of production is most similar to that of Flying Lotus, crafting funky space-age psych-fusion with hip-hop's boom-bap bottom, full of digital ticks and bleeps throughout. DOOM sounds fresh and inspired in this landscape, weaving around and through the sonic smoke signals coming from Jarel's laptop.

Key to the Kuffs is as close as we may get to the longed-for, heady and vivid excursions of Madvillian, but replacing the comic book settings of that project with more of a real world, modern day post-black president America (and a nod to DOOM's British birthplace). Jarel has always brought a bit of socio-politics into his rhymes, and here both he and DOOM have a few observations on the current scheme of things, yet they never get preachy, and their approach is more informational -- what you need to know, instead of what you should be doing. All that, and they never stop having fun. This is one of the best collaborations hip-hop has had in a while, and perhaps due to their joint elder statesmen status in the scene, the quality control is high, the execution is on point and the outcome is solid. Guests include Beth Gibbons, Damon Albarn, Khujo Goodie, and Boston Fielder. Tired of the hip-hop's new school? This may take you back to 2004. [DG]

 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  YEASAYER
Fragrant World
(Secretly Canadian)

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On top of the world and with all eyes on them, Brooklyn's Yeasayer must have puzzled for a while on what their next move should be; the band has become hugely successful crafting weird, trippy electro-pop that has thrived by diversifying, making albums (and even individual songs) that are so packed with ideas and opposing forces, they can only implode, or in Yeasayer's case, explode. Their second record, 2010's Odd Blood, was a definite pop move, but there were still more than a few quirks on display, and really, that's what made them Yeasayer. And yet where their buddies MGMT turned inward on their last record, pushing their own twisted visions on the 14-year-olds who had come to count on them, with Fragrant World, Yeasayer have turned outward, crafting a pulsing, even bumping R&B album that streamlines and amps up their sound, full of squiggling bass tones, ticking hi-hats, swirling synths, and a healthy dose of whatever indie kids call sex appeal.

No doubt they achieved what they set out to, and the record moves the bodies, with a slick sound that is '80s-retro without ignoring new-jack-dubstep vibes, and smooth'n'sexy without totally dumbing down the subject matter -- after all, lead single "Henrietta" is about Henrietta Lacks, the black cancer patient whose cells were unknowingly harvested in 1951 at Johns Hopkins to create an immortal cell line for medical research. Yet despite their successes here, and the many precedents for this direction in their back catalog, from start to finish, the album can at times be a bit tiresome, with a somewhat relentless shimmer to its production that can lack subtlety and real dynamic. In the end though, I think the record will sink or swim for you depending on how deep you are into frontman Chris Keating's moves on the mic. The question is, can a hipster white boy from Brooklyn swagger his way through a modern R&B full-length? Is this crazy sexy cool? Obviously, I have my doubts, but only the fans can decide. [JM]
 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  BIG STRICK
Resivior Dogs
(7 Days Entertainment)

"Sequence 11 (Generation Next)"
"Code 1 (Big Strick)"

Hands down winner for Best Misspelled Title of the New Millennium! I'm having so much fun recommending "Reh-Ziv-eeOr Dogs" to all the Detroit heads that come by the shop! Big Strick (FXHE artist and cousin of Omar-S) has started his own label, 7 Days Entertainment, and intends to put out all of his forthcoming releases himself.

I don't know how he does it, but Resivior Dogs is yet another shining example of the delicate balance of techno and house that can be created by capable Detroit producers. Like some of the best recent FXHE releases, these tracks seem to be both techno and house equally, minimalist in form yet maximal-ist in feel. There is an undeniable sense of soul here, often just via well-placed claps and some simple distant strings or the slightest bit of piano -- check "Windsor Nights" and also "Sequence 11," with its claps offset by reverberating dark techno bass worming its way deeper into the sub-strata. Tracks like "And Then There Was Man" get uplifting with the aforementioned simplest/effective combination of claps and strings, but then the record goes down deep and dirty again with "Days Gone" which sports descending, moody gurgling/clunky stabs, followed later by bristling hi-hats and a perfectly placed single bass-y piano note. The stunning variety continues with "Slow Ride" but I won't describe the sequencing and ruin it for you, just listen for yourself. Throughout the album, tracks explore new territory using the same simple elements, like masterpieces made with primary colors. This stuff is just so un-embellished we are left with nothing but pure, real style shining through. Soul, basically. Exceptionally great with no clutter, no muss, no fuss. [SM]

 
         
   
   
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  TEENGIRL FANTASY
Tracer
(True Panther)

"EFX feat. Kelela"
"Inca"

The second full-length from this hard-to-classify Brooklyn duo is more far-reaching than 2010's 7AM, weaving electronic, R&B and pop elements together for an ever-changing 40-minute ride that's unexpectedly free of samples. Eschewing the Krautrock and dream-pop influences of their last record, Tracer emulates Nick Weiss and Logan Takahashi's love of classic house and techno in a way that is both original and improvisational, but never feeling simply thrown together like a Jackson Pollock painting. With each track created live, the marginal line between the artists and their electronic instruments is blurred, allowing the duo the freedom to open their sound palette to infinite possibilities. Layers of synth washes, kaleidoscopic textures and impressionistic tones chug along with a galvanic rhythm while still retaining an unmistakably mortal and impassioned heart, thanks in part to original vocals from guests like Panda Bear, Daft Punk's Romanthony, Laurel Halo and Kelela. From song to song, multiple genres effortlessly coexist, leaving you wondering where the next track will take you: "Eternal" is wrapped in Detroit techno swagger; a slew of marimbas rain down on the minimal house of "End;" "Inca" is all at once visceral yet full of soul. Tracer indeed delivers a full club experience that seems to have been perfectly tailored for listening in the comfort of your living room. [MF]

 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  VARIOUS ARTISTS
KMS 25th Anniversary Classics: 2.5 Decades of Techno
(KMS)

"Good Love" Inner City
"Let's Let's Let's Let's Dance" Keynotes

Dance music label compilations are often a letdown; I mean, how do you possibly cover all the bases? Certainly, it's nigh impossible to do so in 15 tracks, and to these ears, a continuous mix of 25 cuts doesn't satisfy this dilemma either. So, if you want to be sure you're doing it right, one approach is making a four-CD, five-hour compilation and that's what Kevin Saunderson has done here. When it comes to the roots of techno, Saunderson's KMS Records -- like Metroplex, Transmat, R&S, Express and Deep Space -- is one of the defining Detroit labels. And the timing seems appropriate, as house and techno music has once again peaked its head out from the underground via releases on contemporary imprints Rush Hour, L.I.E.S, 100% Silk and the re-emergence of R&S.

Suffice to say, Saunderson is hailed alongside Derrick May and Juan Atkins as one of the three original pioneers of Detroit techno. Responsible for incendiary tracks under his own name as well as E-Dancer and Inner City (his collaboration with Paris Grey), the man has, as both artist and as label impresario, been responsible for an astonishing amount of great material -- the overall sound being moody, rigorous and driven, a sort of machine-funk that was unheralded. Saunderson has done an exemplary job on this epic collection of balancing the deep, almost anti-melodic night music that defined much of the real club scene of this era with the more brightly colored hues of the house/pop and breakbeat/rave crossover. Saunderson's own "The Groove That Won't Stop," for example, is a fantastic meeting of the two styles; though driven by pummeling drum programming, the semi-melodic bass line provides a poppy hook while the squelching 303 is kept in check without ever reverting to dreaded hardcore rave acid stylings. Nexus 21 Feat. Donna Black's "Still Life (Keeps Moving)" borrows from early electro and hip-hop, putting forth that sound which seems fresh again. Symbols and Instruments' "Mood" showcases the kind of the kind of late-night introversion fans of Virgo Four would love.

As the compilation moves forward through time, the music gets more melodic. The piano stabs that would come to define house music make their appearance, which, like other tracks here, epitomizes the sound of late-'80s house and techno. Reese's "Station of the Groove," meanwhile, is a deep, minimal slice; you can imagine a bunch of Berlin techno geeks hearing this and deciding it might be interesting to pitch it down to a syrup-like speed along with emphasizing the delay-drenched synth stabs, thereby inventing the dub-inflected approach that would define labels like Basic Channel. The tempos do occasionally bump up, verging towards the HI-NRG side of things, but whenever you think, "Oh, this is where things went wrong," the tracks return to their deep-house center. Urban Culture (a/k/a Carl Craig)'s "The Wonders of Wishing" follows a few raved-up numbers and brings things back to that after-hours perfection. A vocal sample is sliced and diced -- sounding like so much contemporary hip-hop -- overtop a rolling bass line and hovering synth pads that LTJ Bukem and Hot Chip must've heard and loved. This is the sublime side of soulful bliss. There are also a few updated takes -- like Simian Mobile Disco's mix of the Inner City classic "Big Fun" and Luciano's mix of the same group's "Good Love" -- but they fit in perfectly, not so much as to try to make things fit into a modern context, but rather paying homage to a sound that, at the moment at least, feels classic in its own right.

For those who may have sold off their 12-inch collection or those looking for a primer on techno's golden era (1985-1992), this is essential listening. If you heard this compilation playing anywhere in New York City right now, no one would be batting an eye. Instead, you'd probably find someone asking, "Is this new or old?" That we've reached a moment where that is often the question, when it comes to losing oneself in the music, it doesn't matter. This shit is just classic. [AGe]

 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  VARIOUS ARTISTS
This Ain't Chicago: The Underground Sound of UK House & Acid 1987-1991
(Strut)

"Cuba Jakkin'" Rio Rhythm Band
"Take Me High (Mansion Mix)" Colm III

Another fantastic compilation focusing on late-'80s/early-'90s underground dance music. Looking back, two places are largely considered to have defined this era: Detroit and Chicago -- for techno and house, respectively (though what separates one from the other can often be slippery and elusive). However, as the music filtered into clubs in Europe, overseas producers responded with permutations of their own. Richard Sen (one half of nu-disco duo Padded Cell and noir-hoppers Bronx Dogs) has curated this bang-up compilation of UK spins on classic Chicago- and Detroit-influenced music: This Ain't Chicago, subtitled The Underground Sound of UK House & Acid 1987-1991.

Sure enough only two songs in, during Window Smashers' excellent "Free to Be," do we hear those instantly recognizable drum fills. Familiar to anyone who knows the original club trax (sic) or anyone who had a radio in the '90s (Madonna's homage to the Paris Is Burning-era "Vogue," anyone?), this is a 10 p.m. floor-builder that could fit nicely next to the Disco Not Disco of Connie Case's "Get Down." Julian Johan's Mr. Fingers-esque "Jealousy and Lies" is a downtempo flicker of neon lights, all jazzy R&B synth-string pads and driving, perfect for that sweet 4 to 6 a.m. comedown. Though hardly a deep cut, Baby Ford's "Crashing" is a nice bit of gurgling 303, avoiding the squelching the machine has become known for, and thus making this acid-tinged track's lifespan much longer. Man with No Name's "From within the Mind of My 909" emphasizes that drum machine's skittering snare triggers, while borrowing a melodic motif that could've been in some '70s sound library record, before generating the kind of synth stabs that, while synonymous with the genre, are no less effective. This kind of coastal groove might be what Ennio Morricone or Alessandro Alessandroni could've made had they been 30 years younger, which is to say this could cross over into a Balearic set. Rio Rhythm Band's "Cuba Jakkin'" could be the perfect track to segue from an August Darnell production into one by Carl Craig. That rubbery bassline. Those driving, tinkling piano keys are sprinkled like so much glittery dust on top. Shit is just infectious.

Like Trevor Jackson, whose taste is not far from his own, Sen eschews HI-NRG for timeless tracks that emphasize a certain smoky atmosphere. J. Saul Kane's rework of Static's "Iron Orbit" takes thing into the abyss of a club night -- this is peak-time atmosphere, the calm before the storm (a/k/a peak). Nodding towards electro, this conjures the music of early Warp releases -- segue that into the E.L.F.'s "Show Me What You Got" and you're in business. M.D.D's "1666 (Pyro-Maniac Mix)" may be the most acid-informed track on display; it's classic sounding stuff, and wouldn't be out of place next to a Steve Poindexter cut, or on Kevin Saunderson's KMS imprint (see above). Meanwhile, Jailbreak's "Mentality" conjures the music New Order might've heard in their club-inspired days in New York. In fact, the opposite is true. "Mentality" came out in 1989, six years after N.O.'s "Blue Monday," but the variation from the song we've all heard so much is a pleasant diversion. Ability II's "Pressure Dub" is something of a classic of the genre, but I've hardly grown tired of its 10-minute arc of dub effects and moody cloud. It's the kind of track that reminds you of Renegade Soundwave, the kind of track that could appeal to fans of Rephlex and Warp.

If the music collected here doesn't always reach the heights of the music that inspired it, that's hardly an indictment. If anything, This Ain't Chicago may be an early indicator of the UK spin on US-born styles -- imbued with its own kind of post-colonial darkness, the emphasis is not on ecstatic party music but more a heads-down, deep nod. On the way, it laid the groundwork for early UK vanguardists Aphex Twin, Mike Paradinas, and Autechre, and is perhaps the root of what would eventually lead to grime and dubstep. [AGe]
 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  JAM CITY
Classical Curves
(Night Slugs)

"Her"
"How We Relate to the Body"

From London's Night Slugs label, producer Jack Latham's debut as Jam City is like a fierce strut down the catwalk, as glimmering synths and pulsing flash bulbs explode across the speakers. Incorporating a sound self-described as gothic house, Latham's music touches on lots of elements, namely UK bass, electro-funk and boogie, acid house, techno and grime. Jam City's sound is a reductive exercise in electronic body music. For most of the album he forgoes the beats, leaving an at times thundering array of angular synth arpeggios, cymbal crashes, non-traditional drum sounds, hearty hand claps, vogue's sense of tease, tension, and power along with other highly charged sonic elements. Imagine a classic house record that has stripped away the 4/4 beats, leaving lots of space and openness without reducing the energy, intensity, suspense, or drama.

Though Latham's been building a nice track record with a few 12" singles and EPs, Classical Curves is a major jump in articulation of ideas and execution. I haven't head anything like this before; it brings to mind Martyn's Ghost People full-length, yet it doesn't really sound like it -- the sense of re-imagining and re-visioning the music of the Paradise Garage for today's clubs is the common thread. As the cover image of a wrecked motorcycle in an upscale lobby might suggest, this is high-gloss music for speed freaks, the soundtrack to a crash and burn. Full of revving gears, exploding bulbs, reverbed grunts and sighs, paparazzi manic energy, suspended animation, and so much more, yet the album always feels open. This is one of my current favorites in rotation whenever I feel the need for high-definition dance music with speed, energy, and most importantly space, without all the cluttered bells and whistles. This here is top grade. [DG]

 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  X RAY POP
The Dream Machine
(Dark Entries)

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They're French, they use drum machines and synth-pop keys, and they certainly have my pick for being one of the best releases on Dark Entries so far. X-Ray Pop were a duo from Tours, France consisting of Doc Pilot and Zouka Dzaza who began to 'synthesize' disco-inspired femme pop in 1984 on a minimal setup of a Casio keyboard and a Yamaha drum machine with Dzaza singing humorous lyrics in French. The A side is a compilation of their first three 7" singles -- some of the later ones include guitar and saxophone -- and are chock full of quirky, wistful and seductive lyrics ranging somewhere between topics of alcohol death and a lost Spanish cat. The flip side presents us with a collection of X-Ray Pop's early cassette demos circa 1984, which are short and silly songs that somehow combine OMD new wave with DIY girl-group aesthetic. Perhaps modern electro-pop bands such as Stereo Total found inspiration in these guys. The record comes in a gorgeous yellow sleeve, complete with a mini fanzine of X-Ray's lyrics and clips. Francophile and synth-pop junkies (myself included), you better get your hands on this one! [ACo]
 
         
   
       
   

 

 

     
 

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  DYLAN LEBLANC
Cast the Same Old Shadow
(Rough Trade)

"Part One: The End"
"Where Are You Now"

This young Louisiana singer/songwriter comes with a Muscle Shoals pedigree and an awfully world-weary stance for such a young man, and while his latest for Rough Trade does not break the mold that he set on 2010's Pauper's Field -- moody, quiet songs about loss and redemption, somewhere between Townes Van Zandt, Neil Young and Jeff Buckley -- he has refined the sound a bit, with a more meticulous production and tighter songwriting that plays up the hooks as much as the heartache. It would be great to hear him kick it a little harder on occasion, as we know LeBlanc has the pipes to belt out a couple of barn-burners, but Cast the Same Old Shadow is still his most engaging album to date, and fans of the more brooding side of Americana will love it.

 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  SIGUR ROS
Varud
(XL)

Very limited 10" vinyl of this great Valtari song, that plays in reverse (from the label out) and has the previously unreleased "Logn" track on the flip. Cool.
 
         
   
   

 

 

     
 

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  SHINDIG!
#28: U.S. Psych Special
(Shindig! Magazine)

The new issue of Shindig! magazine is on our shelves and it's a doozy: the U.S. Psych Special. Open the pages you'll find the first part of an exclusive in-depth story by Mike Fornatale on the Strawberry Alarm Clock, Alasdair C. Mitchell covering Washington DC cult heroes the Fallen Angels, Gray Newell digging into the mystery of LA freaks Clear Light, plus features on San Fran's Crystal Syphon, NYC's Mainstream Records, 50 Essential US Psych Albums, and much, much more.

 
         
   
       
   

 

 

     
 

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  CIRCUIT RIDER
Circuit Rider
(Numero Group)

OK, we are about to embark on a long, dark, strange trip right here and now. I don't know what one packs for this sort of trek except a cigarette lighter, plenty of gasoline and a pocket-sized photo of Jim Morrison...not that it'll matter in end 'cause we're inevitably gonna fly right off the black cliffs of Hades and straight into oblivion. Biker dudes Circuit Rider's sole LP was privately released in 1980 in a circulation of some 300 copies (give or take a hundred), and it's quite possibly the most out of time record I've ever heard. 1971 sounds more like it, with vocalist Thorn Oehrig spewing out deranged but strangely poetic Morrison-isms about freedom, death, tripping, and riding that hog, while the band is jamming a subterranean, psychedelic blues. It's not "psych" as such but the vibe definitely is. Like David Allan Coe living it up with Nicodemus and Ya Ho Wa. And yeah, the Doors at their most mystical and f*cked up. It's pretty amazing how high the bar was set for a bunch of biker burnouts, and, oh brother, do they succeed. I'll be ridin' this one for years and years, and thus I give it six Paul Major's out of six. [AK]

 
         
   
       
   
         
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THIS WEEK'S CONTRIBUTORS

[ACo] Anastasia Cohen
[DG] Daniel Givens
[AGe] Alexis Georgopoulos
[MF] Michael Fellows
[IQ] Mikey IQ Jones
[MK] Michael Klausman
[AK] Andreas Knutsen
[JM] Josh Madell
[SM] Scott Mou
[MS] Michael Stasiak



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