Showing posts with label Black Tent Press. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Black Tent Press. Show all posts
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Kohwi - Hidden Trees on Black Tent Records
Got this full length in from the guys over at Black Tent Press who do more than just press Tonetta records, if you can believe that...here's this full length, from sound craftsmen Kohwi or Cory Levinson, who's been doing plenty of glitchy, electronic manipulation of all forms; working on installations, creating new instruments....I saw a post of his where he created some kind of visual midi trigger out of beer bottle caps. You easily get the sense on these recordings that he's been seriously innovating these sounds and album represents the distilled process of someone's obsession with these alien, unnatural sounds...which makes sense, there's a huge disconnect when you trigger a sound that's just digital sine waves, no air is moving, and there's no physical connection to the instrument so when this sound that has no relation to your movement happens...it's kind of a surprise all the time, especially to the artist.
The A-Side, track one, "Reeling the Warmth", has a lot of vocal manipulations and cycles through various electronic rhythms, things are heavily panning, fading in and out, a lot of tricks from the opening of the whole experience. It's dense, almost like Kohwi is setting this tone for a truly insane ride; cut up clips of stuttering high hats, rim shots, abbreviated shakers form this frantic, disjointed structure for the equally as manipulated vocal which jumps around barely piecing together this abstraction of a melody. Shimmery electronics and twinkling keys work their way front, panning in between a full on dance of electronics. The beats become more and more over-the-top chaotic, in fact, there's nothing human about any of this, even those vocals themselves couldn't be delivered in anything close to what's been hammered out. During a floaty little interlude, a washy, watery beat jumps right in and I'm back listening to The Orb, and little puffy clouds, when electronic turned into ambience, drop that booming bassline, which got boring immediately, you can only BPM so much. Then later, like Boards of Canada, it's the kind of electronics that don't have to demand your attention...this works in that same way, relying just enough on circuits to define it, but not to the point that it's so placed in a specific time period that's it going to be cripplingly specific later. That's the balance for this kind of a thing to work. A lot of this is thanks to his method, breaking down the ways these sounds are actually coming together, in a counterintuitive organic way: peering into the guts of the keyboard and looking for new connections.
"Weekroot" then foregoes the human voice altogether, instead maybe trying to emulate it with these off key electronics, "they shall have feeling, and it will come out of the imperfections." Also showing off in this track that he's more than a great cut and paster, there's lots of sheer composition, a hell of a performance going on here with the electronics...he's hitting on those classic emotional elements of a song in unconventional ways. When this orchestral sound comes in, I don't think we're still on that machine level anymore.
"Tides" takes that theme from the last track and completely devolves it into a mess of junked instruments which are trying to recreate the last track, there's a broken monologe underneath this loop about an abstract scheme...the notes really get whacky and broken to pieces when a new harmony of vocals start. Video game, heavily gated, pure digital sounds, really fast, building and a falsetto soul cut scene. There's some fun in this one, like Drukqs, there's a lot of traditional sounds just cut to hell.
"Over Clothes" is a soft fire sound, distant piano, water, these kind of temperal things, a player paino...creepy stuff
"Hobbies" (ft Mutual Benefit) then picks up on that Aphex, Panda Bear vibe again, the loops coming on heavy and strong with an untraditional beat, abstract vocal expressions all over this thing. This rhythm working between the heavy electronics and organic acoustic manipulations a lot like Tunng's sort of play in between the folk and glitch worlds.
The B-Side opens with "Rem" a heavily atmospheric slow burn, messing with the reproduction of sound itself, the clipped off cut from a snare? Who knows what kind of a malfunction this is that's bouncing around in a somewhat rhythmic way. He's taking his time subtely developing these broken up melodies. Quiet and understated percussion here and these unnatural sounds never get abrasive or start to take over, it's a long calculated ride. Sort of a quiet factory field recording. The whole album for that matter is essentially one long piece, there's no need to break these up with titles even, it truly becomes a whole experience. Kohwi lays out this evolution of any one particular sound, all the ways it's been deconstructed and pieced back together.
"Play with me" starts out ominously then does that kind of "I would like some milk from the milk man's wife's..." warped samples out of context from children's musicals, or tv shows, it's all getting chopped up in physical turntable ways, like listening to a DJ Shadow 45 battle video. Heavy, 2 bit sample sounds of a guitar? It it possible that you could hack a cd laser to actually read those 1's and 0's like this? I'm sure Kohwi owns the patent.
The last track, "Under Close" then leaves you with all sorts of iterations of piano under blankets of effects (why don't they ever do that practically, treating home furnishings like another elements at Lincoln Center?) with rising and falling 'oh's' of vocalization, it's like we've come full circle, the fight between these two modes of music has finally come to some kind of conclusion that can satisfy both? It's a pretty intersting piece that can't possibly be a straight lifted sample. This is an original piano composition played in a space with the intention of it being the beginning of this piece. The creak of the bench gives it away.
This album is the culmination of someone who is intimately examining the sounds of digital, what the finite limits of manipulation are, as well as keeping the surprises intact for the listener along the way, it's just as interesting to catch a piece of an unusual sound, or hear a familiar one in a completely new way.
In the obligatory thick cardboard, serigraphed sleeve that Black Tent specializes in. Great packages, always. An equally crafted CD inside with bonus remixes, which all of these tracks were dying for.
Limited Edition of 500, from Black Tent Press.
Labels:
Black Tent Press,
kohwi
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Tonetta Vol. 3 2XLP on Black Tent Press

Will there ever be a time in the future where Tonetta has exhausted every fetish subject... when he's completely run out of ways to describe his numerous sexual taboo's?
Three albums later wouldn't lead you to believe there's any end to Tonetta's confessions. In fact he's expanding his sphere of influence to include his similarly head shaking extreme political views in multiple tracks across this double album on "Obama's Prize", "Teach Me", "Saddam", and "This Old World". I guess you could say there always tends to always be a connection with sex and politics, or maybe for Tonetta it's the extreme reactions, the polarizing views in setting out to explore either of these areas. On "Obamas Prize" he points at the world laughing at America thanks to Obama's undeserved Nobel Peace Prize. Tonetta's never been afraid to alienate his audience and this is a loungy pop casio keyboard jingle where he expects better from the US president. Compared to some his cutting criticism, this is pretty tame, more of a subtle warning I guess...which is all relative for tonetta, he still sings "have the balls to step down". "Saddam", takes on 9/11 in a new (?) way, Tonetta wants proof (of weapons of mass destruction?) of Saddam's death? Maybe this was written before the cell phone video? Then there's something about cloning in here? This one is a mystery.
There's some interesting new glitch electronic directions showing up in tracks like, "Wild & Free" which is the clearest example for Tonetta's subtly evolving musicianship throughout these releases. Either that or it's the way Black Tent has chosen to present them, but given some of the contemporary subject matter, it seems to be mostly chronological. In addition to heavy panning of a lot of distorted guitar across channels, he's playing with a lot of layers of synth along with his vocal percussion, like Ariel Pink, is really inspiring to hear the result of living in a bubble, developing such a clear sense of rhythm and if it's impossible to program that drum machine...I get it, just beatbox the beat the best you can.
But as much as a whole his output is getting clearer and more produced sounding, 2 tracks in particular, "Apache Woman" and "Hell" take things back into his cassette world in only the unique way that Tonetta can, with legitimately great guitar lines, outsider rhythms and completely unique vocal melodies. This seemingly archival recording fades in and out on the left channel, just barely holding on with a flowy '70s psyche jam feel over this layer of hiss, reminding you just how mindblowing Tonetta can be when the pieces fit together like this especially when it's more understated. I love the in-your-face sex jams, but "Apache Woman" especially, would legitimately stand up in an R. Stevie Moore mix.
The there's "Yummy Yummy Pizza" where you're waiting for that hammer to drop, but this is pure bubblegum pop, at least in the world of Tonetta. He loves pizza, and doesn't love you anymore. Plain and simple. My grandma might even appreciate this before church..."Not so yummy you". The same puzzling sweetness is evident on "Knowing my limits" where he sounds like the attentive worrying partner. I guess he's covering all his bases and this is yet another version of extreme in Tonetta's mind. To be the center of attention is just as freaky as a four way.
The over the top sexy songs are still here in abundance, and all positions are explored: "Ride Me" (self explanatory), "Be My Concubine" (stick it to the one I love, without a glove), "Two Annas & a Bri Bri" (Two prostitutes and their friend, Tonetta's twelve year old humor in full effect, naming their hometown: penis manor), "81 in Prime Ass" (a weirdly sweet ass play song...), "Pressure Zone" (something to do with the prostate?), "No Lip" (he's tougher than a butch dike), "Glory Hole" (surprisingly about a 'small cock, big heart'), "Planet Lip Bush" (not political - life 'began here with lips' that he'll never see...there's an oedipal complex for you).
As if you could forget nothing is off limits to Tonetta, and he continues to make that very clear every album, and "On the Toilet" might be the point where you'd have a hard time getting through this. It's as medically accurate as The Human Centipede, a little too descriptive about the excretive process, what this particular movement consists of...literally. I have to admit I'm even feeling a little dirty, and you really have to wonder where he crossed that line from funny into sick? He further tests the waters with "This Nigger Don't Run" which I'm having a little trouble with what viewpoint this is from, let alone give this a serious listen without looking over my shoulder. I think it's his fictional black perspective towards skinheads, that kind of extreme hate and pitting those two factions against each other.
In this case I'm wondering what exactly compelled him to write this song, which features an acoustic guitar by the way. I have to think he's just drawn to these extreme's, in language and behavior down to his songwriting. If it isn't a little scary to him it isn't worth doing. Needless to say Tonetta is not an album to have in a random playlist, playing publicly. You could very literally get your ass kicked. Is that part of the draw? Sure, in the same way the blackest of Norwegian metal can defy expectation.
These 29 tracks are a lot to take in, and he still suffers occasionally from the same monotonous beat, but I think he can rely on it being such a unique, singular focus; the slightly distorted kick/snare, kick/snare back and forth with a double time tamborine, or shaker, and the layers of instrumentation are so uniquely his own, it's almost always forgiveable.
He's also continuing to explore a lot of new melodies and as much as that beat is recycled, there's as much thought in composition as there is in the subject matter. I would even go so far as to say there's more thought...mentioning his cock every song comes naturally, it's in the sitting down to layer in another melody where new things are cooked up. There's room across this release to go further into all facets of Tonetta, from the truly heartfelt love songs to new depths of troubling fetishes. Tonetta can ably work across extremes, and that makes those 'straight' tracks a little more tense, knowing the Tonetta could drop a 'cock' at any moment.
Go complete the series with Volume III, there's no turning back now with this double album on Black Tent Press...I expect there is a triple album in the works for Volume 4.
Not quite sure what happened to Tonetta but Black Tent had this to say to fans recently (posted at Grandma Knows Best - the definitive thinking man's Tonetta blog)
In light of recent events I think that TONETTA needs to hear your support and admiration of his music and art. He has been shut down, terminated, censored, lied to and robbed over the last month. Have you ever wanted to tell him what you think and feel about his music and art ? Have you ever wanted to share with him how important and special his work is ?
Now is the time to do so. This is a call for letters and gifts for TONY.
show some love.
BLACK TENT PRESS
3940 Laurel Canyon Blvd NO. 245
STUDIO CITY, CA 91604
all packages will be forwarded to TONETTA.
Stay gold, you crazy sexy bastard.
Labels:
Black Tent Press,
Tonetta
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Tonetta, Vol. II on Black Tent Press

I'm a little obsessed with Tonetta, and the awesome guys at Black Tent Press sent me his latest full length to review. I've been working on it forever, because I approach full length releases like 10 singles. There's some words over in the forum about this enigma.
Check it out and pick this up from Black Tent Press. It will be one of the most original things you hear all year.
Labels:
Black Tent Press,
Tonetta
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
The Entrance Band on Black Tent Press

This latest single from Black Tent Press is another amazingly packaged, seriagraph printed sleeve from a band I should have known about by now. The Entrance Band has a full length out on Ecstatic Peace Records and are currently on tour, they seem like they've been around for a while and went for psyche-ing up a couple of classic covers for the day of records.
The A-Side , 'I Want You' is a Troggs cover which they suffocate under an echo depth turned all the way up. A driving bass rhythm carries this into Dead Meadow territory for me. Someone had the balls to comment, 'Why bother covering this, you aren't going to improve on the original', and after thinking, 'Wow, what an old dickhead,' I thought, 'oh, wait maybe he has a point'...after this version, the rest of you bands out there lost a good one, put it in the archives, it's off limits.
This sleeve is just perfect, the kama sutra couple against that burnt sienna gradient, it's kitchy and awesome at the same time while working with the late era toasted psyche sounds of both of these covers. I feel like I'd have to track down the original to get a sense of it, they've changed it so much I don't hear anything familiar...it's got to overshadow the garage beater original.
The B-Side 'A House is not a Motel' is a Love cover, the most under-appreciated band by music nerds, bands already know and love them, but I don't think they have their rightful place in the influence hierarchy from that time period....so The Entrance Band puts another notch on the bedpost here and hopefully it's going to once and for all tip the scales in their favor. There's a reason why every great underground/indie band keeps coming back to these guys.
The Entrance Band have a perfect amount of a full chorus-y echo on the vocals, with a sort of Doors tough mentality while getting to bring the soft super freak on 13th floor Elevators style. The passion and attention to detail is evident, somewhere they crossed over from emulating or paying homage to scarily becoming one of them. All of interesting psyche like this has those roots in collaborative free jazz, that sense of freedom and improvisation with a determined gritty garage sound.
This one should be available on Record Store day where ever you are going to spend money, or preorder from Black Tent Press who says:
#BTP009
Limited Edition of 500
2 color hand printed serigraph covers
Remastered to vinyl by David Vandervelde
PREORDER NOW. LIMITED TO 1 PER ORDER
IN STORES APRIL 16th.
They're coming to Glasslands, April 28th, buy a ticket, tune in, drop out baby.
Labels:
Black Tent Press,
the entrance band
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Tonetta 777 - Get it Going on Black Tent Press Records

Tonetta, where do I begin?
In my small office, Tonetta has developed a massive fan base. All it took was a few seconds of any one of his videos to convince my co-workers this was something amazing and worth looking into, or away from in horror. Now the mere mention of his name turns another boring day at the cubicles into another screening of half naked, S&M masked, tutu performances from a true genius. A simple recitation of song titles from Volume II is enough to send people scattering to the exits. Tonetta is polarizing, it's not that you can claim you don't 'get it', what he creates makes perfect sense to everyone and you either hate his confrontational, primitive direction, or you don't.
The Tonetta story starts like any great idiosyncratic completely original artist: by recording at home with whatever devices are on hand and then handing out cassettes to anyone who'll listen. Don't get me wrong the video work is essential to truly understand the levels of performance included in the recorded tracks. I kind of wish I hadn't first seen the videos myself because now it's impossible to listen to his work without imagining what visual scenario Tonetta would dream up to accompany his mechanical pop.
But strip away the star wiped videos of a leather speedo wearing NSFW lip syncing 50 year old and what are you really left with?
'Get it going' kicks off the A-Side with a weirdo layered beat, even for Tonetta, this one has whispering booms and way more vocal percussion then I've noticed before. He's delivering the verse in a primitive naive rap style informed by the first five years of hip-hop.
You can't help but read into the 'Get it going' part of the lyric and conclude that this is a buildup to getting intimate although Tonetta would never use those words. He is a completely unhinged male libido that's made the later in life journey into the far reaches of his buried and repressed libido and said, 'Fuck it, who do I have to impress? This is me, take it or leave it.' There's no compromise with Tonetta and it's immediately liberating for the listener while being somewhat shocking to hear the sort of intimate bedroom details of a 4-track retired Lou Barlow with one thing on his mind.
In the same way this recent business with Charlie Sheen is so fascinating to watch. Here is a persona, raw and completely exposed, making no apologies. It's not that the viewer wishes they could do that , but the idea of having 'tiger blood' or singing about a 'hot little fuck' comes from that primitive fight place in the mind that is more and more repressed thanks to our cushy, technology and bulk food filled lives. It's also a reminder that any good apocolypse movie is true, we're about 3 days, maybe a week away from total anarchy and chaos if you take away plumbing and refrigeration. Tonetta is a reminder of the evil, the subversive...the perversions that exist. You don't have to like it, but it's undeniably a part of humanity.
I hear a lot of Ariel Pink in these two tracks, at this point he's been perfecting his own necessity by invention lo-fi style that's unique by default. They've both arrived at the same place, they have the same will to create, Ariel as a reflection of a combination of decades of music genres and Tonetta as therapy, but the determination to write music is the same.
'MMM Mama' the B-Side has the typical frantic pop Tonetta copyright backbeat, all shakers and tambourine... a hell of a lot of tambourines, always. No fills. It has a sideshow, vaudeville sensibility, and he's taking the chorus to a primal place. On this track he focuses on the over-modulated, distorted vocals of 'Mmm Mama oh Mama' which essentially becomes a vocal bassline over lyric. There's always an incredible amount of sex in any given Tonetta song complete with not so subtle innuendo every other verse in case you're completely deaf. It's the stereotyped expression that sex is on the mind every 30 seconds manifested into song.
It's also the first time I've heard a higher pitch shifted backing vocal.
Combine this raw, self expression with the fact that he's not going to be playing anywhere, ever and it makes me appreciate that this single even exists let alone the two full lengths that BT has put out on vinyl. His genius is immediately evident and unrepeatable. And here's my measure of genius, when I try to imagine an artist of the future that could possibly cover this or even bring anything worthwhile to the table...it's impossible. Tonetta is timeless, in his own demented world and I want to spend time there for more than just novelty...sometimes maybe it's because I can leave.
Black Tent Press had the good sense to take the packaging over the top as well, a 3 color serigraph print and fleshy colored vinyl makes the physical record as special as Tonetta himself.
The fact that Black Tent Press is taking chances (well, really how could you not press this) like this, to recognize the genius makes me want to immediately be up for buying everything they put out in the future.
For further reading, see Grandma knows best, Tonetta under review. It's like 7Inches, if I talked about Tonetta everyday.
In fact if you've gotten this far, and want to hear the man for yourself, Black Tent has graciously supplied me with a copy to give away. Email me (jdean99 at gmail) singing the praises of Tonetta and I will pick a winner by March 16th.
Full length review coming of Vol II, to follow in the forum section shortly.
Labels:
Black Tent Press,
Tonetta
Monday, July 26, 2010
Tonetta on Black Tent Press
I don't know what I was planning on writing about today, but it doesn't matter since Black Tent posted this announcement on facebook (!?) for a Tonetta 7" over the weekend. The full length...hell, the videos are amazing, and I admit I might have not even been listening to them that closely, not that it mattered...it was too good to be true. But when I actually put the record on the turntable it was like Leonard Cohen and Ariel Pink teamed up for this weird canned backup track instrumentation and completely carnal vocals. Actually listening to the music, it's pretty amazing, it has the feel of pressing that demo button on a casio, but it's a lot more complex...the chord changes, the drum fills...he's no Wesley Willis, there's some musicianship behind the tracks. They all have kind of the same feel....sort of '80's background elevator, or mall soundtrack, they're clearly second tier to the vocal, which is full frontal sexy baritone. I was shocked at how great they are even in melody. They're hard to break down and figure out what exactly is going on in the slightly dance-inspired hit like "drugs drugs drugs", but it really will kill anyone lyrically the first time around. It can hold up to more than just the gimmick factor...
I really get the feeling this guy gets off on creating this character with these ideas that he wouldn't admit to. 'I'm gonna marry a prostitute', and 'A Really big cock'. As much as the tracks are great by themselves, it's really impossible to divorce from his imagery. It's a Tim & Eric sketch brought to life. Here's this older gentleman out there in Toronto, shooting these completely outsider spicy videos for himself and then youtube came along ...(why did he want to share them with the world again?)... I guess Tonetta really wants an audience. Everyone does...but it feels like a compulsion of some kind to have people see him sort of humiliated? Subjecting himself to the comments alone...he's got to be kind of into it.The sad bastard acoustic solo dude in his bedroom is kidding himself if he thinks he doesn't want this kind of attention. It makes perfect sense to contact this guy to release an album, but at the same time I'm surprised it actually made it to vinyl.
He literally wouldn't exist for anyone else without youtube or the internet at all for that matter. I'm sure he needs to do this, he's compelled to communicate his fetishes mostly...and that makes sense. What do you care more about then fucking? Food? That's boring to sing about. Singing and music is sex, Tonetta's taking it back to the reason why we came up with melody in the first place, to get attention for some action. I just know he's the real deal, it oozes with sincerity and idiosyncrasy. The kind that shouldn't ever be duplicated, that's better than anyone trying could ever imagine.
This will be gone along with the full length LP from Black Tent Press, as I'm writing this. I wish he would play live, but then again, maybe not.
Get it Going b/w Mmm Mama! 45
140gm 45
2 color serigraph
remastered to vinyl by Butchy Fuego
#BTP005
Labels:
Black Tent Press,
Tonetta
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