To be completely honest, when I was read that the next album in my queue to be reviewed was considered “Trip Hop/Ambient”, I had quite a different picture in my mind. Whether that’s a good thing or a bad thing, remains to be seen, but as a word of warning, this is definitely not something you’d find on the Ninja Tune label. That’s not to say it’s bad, because it’s not, but I guess I just associate trip hop with the likes of Kid Koala and the like, and this is definitely different.
Rather than use more natural sounds like didgeridoos or bongos or flutes, Bonini uses rather synthetic sounding synthesizers, which unfortunately give his tracks an initial air of elevator music rather than interesting downtempo. Yet again, it’s not terrible, and after a few minutes of listening, you can obviously tell a lot more work went into producing these songs than is first noticeable, there are those first few seconds where you have to endure the cheap feeling before you get to the much meatier core.
Continue reading Review: Adam Bonini – When I Grow Up
Recently I was asked to review a CD by Stabilizer, the group who put out “A Project Called Red” which I reviewed here some time ago. Up to their old tricks again, the two original “Stabilizers” Ian Siegert and Brad Podray plus new member Dan Dolan put forth another quality release on Nonexistant Recordings. Combining elements of rock, IDM, glitch, salsa, and even (though they may deny it) some pop, they seem to enjoy breaking down definitions of musical genres for their own pleasure.
This is all made even more amazing when you realize that the three members have never even met.
Continue reading Review: Stabilizer – A Fuse Slowly Burning
This evening I had the fortune – or rather misfortune – of being subjected to Vulcanodon’s most recent EP called Tar Pit. As they have described themselves on their MySpace page, they sound like “[a] massive herbivorous Memenchisaurus, stomping along in the cretaceous jungle, entering a clearing and finding a T-Rex scrapping with a Gigantosaurus.” For those of you who quit reading after the word “massive”, I’ll rephrase: “we sound like your typical indie punk band that has slept on the same street corner for the past 5 weeks and owns 19 pairs of ripped up khakis which are all stored in the single mountain-climbing rucksack perched upon our backs.”
After attempting to force myself to listen to just one full song (and failing), I feel compelled to mention that if you listen closely enough, you can make out some sort of melody in the background, however between the cheesy dinosaur growl samples and the sound quality rivaling that of most 8-track players, it’s all pretty much lost in the ether. They seem to have to gone to great lengths to ensure that future generations will respond to questions about Vulcanodon with a simple “who or what in the god damned fuck are you talking about?”
Continue reading Vulcanodon – Tar Pit EP