Showing posts with label calico corp records. Show all posts
Showing posts with label calico corp records. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
Eric Copeland on Calico Records
At this point, there's a long and expansive history of manipulating recorded music to create something new, the hashed out problems with ownership have been resolved at least in terms of whether or not it's possible to come up with something that is truly original from existing recorded music. Not to mention the fact that the very reason I'm still able to sit down at this vinyl disc playing device is because of people using it as an instrument during the lean days in the early 2000's when MP3's were the next big thing, and vinyl was on the verge of being all but abandoned. I remember reading, I think around the time that Scratch came out, that for the first time ever, turntables were outselling guitars in Japan. It's crazy to think of this, appliance basically, being used for self expression. But like graphitti, people will find a way to use anything in new ways... the most boring utilitarian, everyday objects all have insane possibilities if you just mess with them.
I'm thinking about all this stuff as soon as I put on this single from Black Dice's Eric Copeland on Calico Records. I think Black Dice also were pioneering what could be done without traditional instruments. The nightmare kinds of sound that could be created with racks of electronics...they managed to come up with pretty distinct incredible sounds that never verged into dance as far as I could tell. Taking it even further live, they added all kinds of visual elements, that seemed to be re-envisioning where psych was trying to go, literally changing consciousness. It's really impossible to stand there and even think. It's so overwhelming, they want all of your attention.
But this A-Side "Flushing Meats" is Eric's solo work that seems to be exploring his turntablism skills here, with multiple layers of vinyl loops, all manipulated in various speeds, snippets of a lyric, at all different tempos. Sort of salsa, latin rhythms bouncing all around behind a lyric slowed down to the point where it just becomes a sound. But he's not trying to hide the rewinding of the spiral, or the layers of effects washed across the entire piece. It always seemed like the mystery of Black Dice was in how it managed to be pretty simple and still like nothing you've ever heard. This piece eventually breaks down into the lowest possible bit sample of this choppy rhumba, just deep jagged peaks of a sine wave rumbling around. Masters of deconstruction. it's that magic of showing you how it's done, but it's still amazing.
B-Side's "Gutterhouse" sounds more mechanical, taking those samples; a kick here, a phaser snare from another recording. You can imagine the sort of libraries Eric has built up with endless variations on a single half second of an instrument. I'm sure there's differences in the drum construction itself, let alone the microphones used and then placement? You could kind of see going mad in that endless quest for just one more snare hit, I'm just looking for that perfect 'smack'. This is hyptnotic, the layers building up and falling away, making way for new looping elements. The difference from Black Dice here is the focus on vinyl I think, the ways that this format can be manipulated, and by the end of this side he's taken this prerecorded thing to another place entirely. It's completely broken, it's like a pixelated version of that soul jazz phrase. You could sort of look at this as a micro view of music history...instead of taking those recognizable chorus beats and loops from every hit song from the last twenty years like Girl Talk, you rework obscure, forgotten songs into something that would literally be impossible to pick out of that looping primitive chaos. You know if you have to have this. It makes me think, it's inspiring, get it from Canada's Calico Records, reasonable price including shipping of $6 CAD. I'm sure Fusetron or Midheaven has some of these as well. On black vinyl, foldover slick black and white sleeve of equally manipulated imagery with download card.
Labels:
black dice,
calico corp records,
eric copeland
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Slim Twig on Calico Corp Records
Got another single in from Calico Corp Records, this one from the label founder himself, Slim Twig and his unique crooning baritone delivery over these madman carnival synth numbers.
A-Side's "There's a secret to your pleasure" is alien sounding keys swirling into harsh synth melodies and a warm, buried beat. A crazy variety of synth tones working all over this one in delivering a pop psyche future sound. Slim Twig's got a low, baritone vocal... a poppy sounding Tom Waits, you get the feeling there's an unsettling carnival going on here. Here's the ringleader sucking you in. But I don't know any better Slim? That's how I'm gonna getcha! Then this number turns glam rock with a huge reverb and the vocals doubling back on themselves. What's that? A twinkly sounding Elvis hammond organ? How Slim manages to use that familiar verse chorus verse structure but with a completely unique set of subtle sounds is a mystery. There's an epic prog rock feel to this but with a really deft synth hand that comes from pushing the layers of melodies, and working the early seventies to the late 80's video game 8bit sounds. Lush layers of Slims vocal harmonies, the breathy airy lyric alongside these future sounds.
B-Side's "Pastiche" has a darker creepy feel with large, raw, crunchy blues bits of yelp vocal, but mostly synth stepping in for the ususal guitar melody, just realizing now in fact that there's not a single guitar anywhere on this single. They've been successfully substituting synth for the crunky guitar sounds from post-punk you're usually looking for. Like Mattress, Slim is almost a cabaret character in this elizabethian clockwork orange future. Monocles and brain chip implants, and eye cutters. There's a back and forth between Slim and Slim at the end that stops this journey in it's tracks, a quick burst of electro-nightmare and it's over.
Heavy vinyl, with monchromatic red sleeve...great photo.
Get it from Calico Corp. Records:
Labels:
calico corp records,
slim twig
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
U.S. Girls on Calico Corp. Records
Got a couple of records in from a new label, Calico, from our neighbors to the north... Toronto, Canada to be exact. Founded by Meghan from U.S. Girls and Slim Twig, comes Calico Corp. Records...and the first two releases are singles from the co-founders. This isn't the first time they've been in close musical proximity, they recently shared a split 12" on Palmist Records...I've been a fan of U.S. Girls for a while now so I picked this one first to throw on the turntable.
I know it's going to be lazy to compare her to Zola Jesus again, but I really mean it as a compliment, after all they have a lot in common...a real dark aesthetic, melted electronics, using experimental rhythms and sounds. Both pull it off in a professional way, singing their damn heads off, obviously classically trained and turning that incredible vocal towards the more avant garde, pushing themselves musically...sure there's subtle differences, but they have to be listening to each other, and there's always room for more talent like this.
"The Island Song" from side A, has that overwhelming dread feel, dark repeated chords, her major classic vibrato ringing through here, and damn if it isn't almost so catchy and melodic I start to suspect it's got to be part of that glitch dance craze.... But it's impossible to mistake this for a dance party, there's just too many layers of darkness. Maybe it's that plodding drum machine, maybe the layers of tracks, the peaking out of her uncontainable vocal, but when she gets into that chorus...it doesn't matter, those things all go away. With nothing to support her but these imperfect electronics, and a warbly organ, she delivers an unsettling performance.
It's what I want every time I go back to listen to Siouxsie...she has her moments, but this is exactly the kind of update I've been looking for. Meghan is extending that line of goth, minimal history in a contemporary way that ends up better on the other side.
The vocal is effortless, just when you think she's trying, turns out that was just getting warmed up. This combination is perfect for 7" gold, bordering on too messed up to listen to all the time, a little scary even, and the unnatural sounds shouldn't add up to be this compelling of a tune...and that's when they really got you.
On the B-Side's, "High School Poetry" Meghan is pulling a melody out of these layers of DJ Shadow type collage loops with a theremin sounding whine. All these echo'd phrases sound like they're pulled off synth dance 12" remixes of all kinds, a channeled piano from the other side. Occasional vinyl scratching could remind you of those Portishead combinations. This one is a lumbering, punchy track, mixing up her operatic delivery with an almost staccato hip hop speed. It isn't full of hooks like the first side, just building a solid, equally as unsettling, nightmare.
Proof she's going to be able to create interesting results with literally anything.
Xerox collage black and white sleeve on blue cardstock with download card.
Suck up that shipping and get it straight from the source, Calico Corp. Records...along with the Slim Twig single...
Labels:
calico corp records,
U. S. Girls
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