Title: Constant Consequence
Keywords: world experimental feedback free improvisation live electronics love noise outsider queer virtual Detroit
Label: BASTARD GIRL UTOPIA
This album might be for the brave adventurous kind of listener. That must be you, right? As Constant Consequence is one big experimental adventure that even though feeling consistent in it’s sound, will not pass by like something you would take for granted. It made me think and even experience to feel certain things. Let me give you some kind of walk through:
Listening to ‘Taps run dry’ made me feel like there has been something stuck in my teeth, something squeaky; perhaps a tool placed in by the dentist and rambling among my calcified items in my mouth. But because of its length and creative weird squeaks it also made me think of an alien dog in the half life series. Something that has a anus as a face and will spit out toxic waste all over us when it is approached. I don’t know… it’s making me feel and think of these two extreme things in a row, rapid circling through them and not making me pinpoint the dominating one out out of these two. But that’s alright, as at least it’s not some obscure session that feels completely abstract… so teeth thing and a alien anus dog is what this track seem to be all about. At least over here in the Lunatic room of the yeah I know it sucks office.
What’s next? Ah yes! Of course! The lengthy track titled ‘a broken clock can’t fix itself’. What did this one do to me? Well, it was pretty tormenting as it is a tad extreme. But it also made me think of things. For example, a party made out of those anus alien dogs. They going mental, drinking booze, singing alien noise songs, skiing down the hills and piercing ears along the way. I couldn’t really identify anything within it as a broken clock, but realizing that I’ve never heard a broken clock; it could possible be exactly that!
The track named ‘Closer to a part’ is remarkably close to what scientist would categorize as music. There are recognizable tones and structures in there to be heard, making me feel like being in some kind of gameboy land that had been glitched out for unique landscaping purposes. After a while it becomes this hint of favorable noise, stable and buzzing, ready to launch a cute sauce of cuteness on top of it. It made me think at times of dog whistles; very high and penetrating, but oh so good!
The last track “silver fingered spindle wielders weaving silken syllogisms” is my personal favorite on this release. It made me wobble in fair hectic times, it went up and down, like listening to colorful weirdoes playing electric flutes that squirt out alien tones that are watery, fruitful and rather energetic in a rinsing kind of way. It made my hairs stand up and lose a fair bit of the ability to hear properly. But it also made me excited, terribly thrilled by its rhythm and noise melodic arrangements that felt very much as if the audio itself had come to live a life on its own. So yes, a very lively case of recordings, awaiting for your ears at the following link: