15.4.09

Rare or Unreleased 7: Deathprod.

Jörg Mager Ensemble: «Siemens» [mp3]
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In 1996 and '97, producer and ambient noise composer Helge Sten's Deathprod. outfit (by now a trio, completed by Ole-Henrik Moe and Motorpsycho guitarist Hans Magnus Ryan) teamed up with the contemporary classical Cikada Ensemble to play some of Sten's compositions at various festivals, under the joint moniker of Jörg Mager Ensemble.

On 18 October 1996 one of these concerts was recorded at Oslo's Rockefeller venue as part of the Ultima Festival, but unfortunately nothing came of the recordings. (Although in 1997 it was rumoured that parts of this recording would be released as a split CD with Origami Arktika, on a Young God Records release that label boss Michael Gira announced in press announcements, but which never materialised.) The tracklist consists of songs from Deathprod.'s 1994
classic Treetop Drive («Treetop Drive 1», «Towboat») and two as-yet unreleased pieces, one of which («Dead People's Things») would later be released—in a different version—on Deathprod.'s final album before Sten's retirement from solo recording, 2004's Morals and Dogma. Only the above piece, «Siemens», remains unreleased.

And criminally so, which is why I'm taking the liberty of putting it out there. Oscillator, saw, electric violin and strings never before came together to sound so mesmerising. (They probably never came together at all!) This is a prime example of Sten's hypnotic, gradually ascending (and simultaneously ecstatic and horrific) brand of minimalism. It's a shame both that Sten hasn't received more recognition (as a composer; he is routinely praised for his work in jazz improv quartet Supersilent) and that he stopped performing and recording solo material. His noise ambient music avoids the pitfalls of both the noise and ambient genres, and combines an emotional intensity with a patience and will that amount to some of the most courageous and pure music I've ever heard—because he dares to keep it simple, dares to make no compromises, and dares to explore the headspace that he does. This is spiritual music for atheists, touching a space virtually untouched but for Arvo Pärt.

This recording is also one of the last wherein Sten indulges in the raw soundscapes of his early recordings. After expanding on his electronics-reliant compositions with forays into choirs and percussion (watch this space for another exclusive later on), Sten's next official releases offered up a sedate sonic universe that seemed fuzzily insular by comparison, as if heard underwater—contained within the embrace of valium (or the womb)…

Oh, and if you're wondering about the name under which this piece was performed, Jörg Mager was a German pioneer in sound who, from the 1920s up until WWII, invented exotic instruments such as the
Electrophon, the Kurbelsphäraphon, the Klaviatursphäraphon, the Partiturophon and the Kaleidophon—none of which survived the devastations of the Second World War (except in Helge Sten's imagination). These instruments were oscillators, supposedly similar in sound to the theremin. You know, that 1950s sci-fi sound as if a violin got confused with a voice in your slipping consciousness:



Now that's what I call a David Lynch moment!

But I digress. I recall coming out of the Jörg Mager Ensemble gig in Trondheim sometime in 1997, accompanied by a friend who, as we left, confided in me that his mother and he had come to this planet to «help the humans»—she'd always told him so. Naturally, I wasn't convinced, and in hindsight it's not surprising that only months later he would be incarcerated in a mental institution from which he's never been able to free himself, his mind lost now deep inside a body bloated by pharmaceuticals that shroud his brain in a fog full of half-mumbled fragments of sentences, spoken to no one in particular, not even himself. But when you're a teenager, eccentricity, unlike consensus reality, is cool, and I never set any limits.

Neither did Deathprod. that night, as the engulfingly deafening noise and resonance, rich with the scratch and scrape of strings, the hall ringing with razor sharp frequencies, «washed our souls away, where they never could be found.»

(Credits:

Deathprod.
Helge Sten: theremin, various electronics
Ole Henrik Moe, jr.: violin, saw
Snah: electric violin, various electronics


Cikada
Kjersti Walldén: flute
Terje B. Lerstad: clarinet
Bjørn Rabben: percussion
Kenneth Karlsson: ondes Martenot
Henrik Hannisdal: violin
Odd Hannisdal: violin
Marek Konstantynowiez: viola
Hjalmar Kvam: cello
Conducted by Christian Eggen)

12.4.09

Net Nuggets 3: Flight Of The Conchords

Flight Of The Conchords: «Live & Radio» EP [.zip]



One of the funniest Flight Of The Conchords tracks, the song «Jenny» never made it into the duo's sitcom or onto any of their CD/mp3 releases, so here it is, along with some other unreleased, funnybone-tickling moments found on the Internet. Some renditions are arguably funnier than the studio versions featured in their series, and the set-ups, of course, are priceless.

So, while we're waiting for the European release of the second season of their Curb Your Enthusiasm-meets-The Muppet Show sitcom musical, here's something to tide us over:
1. Bowie (live at Australia World Comedy)
2. Jenny (live on HBO One Night Stand)
3. Issues (live banter)
4. Business Time (live on HBO One Night Stand)
5. Something Special for the Ladies (aka Ladies of the World) (NPR version)
6. Think About It (NPR version)
Oh, and check out this new Flight Of The Conchords sure shot:



... But which is funnier?

11.4.09

Rare or Unreleased 6: The Birthday Party

The Birthday Party: It's Still Living [.zip]

This is almost a bootleg—a 1982 concert released by the record company in 1985 against the band's wishes (they couldn't get with the mix). Which makes me feel good about depriving the label of income by sharing the album (which in any case is no longer in print), but slightly guilty about spreading material the band itself didn't like (but which they were initially relieved was no longer in print!). But hey, 'twas a long time ago…

Besides, it's a good live document, with performances of «A Dead Song» and «(Sometimes) Pleasure Heads (Must Burn)» that surpass the less unhinged versions on Prayers on Fire and their second Peel session, respectively.

But a clue to the perhaps juiciest bit about this album can be heard just before the band breaks into «The Dim Locator», when amid the sparks of static that are scattered across the album, someone (Mick Harvey?) says, «Someone take this microphone and-», the sentence disrupted by a series of crackles. Legend has it, singer Nick Cave was so out of it he didn't notice that his unearthed mic gave not only himself, but anyone he touched rudely awakening jolts of electricity, the more lucid band members only tortured by Cave's innocent attempts at intimate cameraderie…

It's the Spinal Tap of post-punk, really!
1. King Ink
2. Zoo-music Girl
3. The Dim Locator
4. She's Hit
5. A Dead Song
6. (Sometimes) Pleasure Heads (Must Burn)
7. Junkyard
8. Blast Off
9. Release the Bats
10. Nick the Stripper
11. Big Jesus Trash Can
12. Dead Joe

10.4.09

Net Nuggets 2: Ken Nordine

Ken Nordine: «Wow of Now» [mp3]
Without Ken Nordine, Hollywood film trailers wouldn't be what they are. (Thanks a lot, Ken!) His soothing baritone and enunciation were discovered by radio marketing and PR douche bags in the 1950s and used in various inane commercials of the era.

But Ken proved indomitable, as he started using his deceptively calming recitation skills to explore sometimes intellectually (or cognitively) unsettling notions from the limits of thought, employing his whimsical sense of humour to sugar the pill. He recorded some great albums where his semi-improvised tales were backed by jazz musicians. Later on he had his own radio show in which he refined his technique of «Word Jazz»—a kind of mix between jazz improv and word association.

And now, in the age of iTunes, Nordine has started editing down his Word Jazz performances into condensed Podcasts, to tickle your intellect and confuse your assumptions.

One such Podcast is Nordine's exploration of the age-old philosophical question, What is this present moment, the now? Suddenly, as you're drifting off to the sound of abstract thought, a typically wry'n'dry Nordine-ism grounds you, reminding you who you're listening to:

«Now is perpendicular to eternity… Sorry, I didn't mean to be so blunt.»

For more, go to Mr. Nordine's website.

9.4.09

Rare or Unreleased 5: Nels Cline & Thurston Moore

Nels Cline & Thurston Moore: «Neo-Shirelle» [mp3]


In 1996—long before he started recording for Starbucks with his day band Sonic Youth—Thurston Moore teamed up with jazz-noise guitarist Nels Cline to improvise their beautiful duet for dream-inducing electric guitars, the under-appreciated Pillow Wand, apparently put to tape all in one day. As if that weren't impressive enough, that same evening they went out and played an equally improvised show at some record shop, which was duly recorded and released as In-store later that year.

That live CD is no longer anywhere to be found, but here's a snippet from the continuous 46-minute instrumental piece that I take to be the high point of the performance. (Trust me, the complete three-quarters-of-an-hour gets a bit much.)

For more of the same, you can buy the sublime Pillow Wand here.

8.4.09

Babe, I'm on Fire, or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love Lamp

Ah, Spring!

Being a human is to experience a series of states of mind over which you have no control and that, when you stop and think about it, make no sense whatsoever. One text message with some choice words from the right long-haired specimen and suddenly you're dancing in the dark end of the street, full of doomed but deliciously ecstatic longing, as if trapped in some '90s Hal Hartley flick:



Not that I'm in love (as if I were capable of such fuzzy warmth and goodwill!), but I'm positively agog with excitement, due to a felicitous combination of longing, attraction, wishful thinking and that divine, omnipresent and treacherous LIFE FORCE—you know, that barely contained undercurrent of rapturous energy that recklessly sacrifices truth on the altar of the survival instinct, with no purpose other than endless perpetuation, purely for the sake of it, making you want to... well, procreate, even as the biology of it all is challenged by giddy ideas of your and the long-haired vixen's minds bathing in each other's untouchable, invisible and ineffable energy-somethings—and possibly even connecting.



Ah, sweet illusion! Welcome back, old friend. It took me a while, but now I understand: No one can tell you a lie quite like yourself. (If you want something done right, you'd best do it yourself!) And no one serves as a canvas on which to project your wishful thinking quite like a new acquaintance...

Now, Buddhists say you can't go on freeloading on Desire for the rest of your life, keeping afloat on lust and devotion forever. But for now, to Hell with that! I know from the download stats that the people who visit this blog prefer the positive stuff—the existential lies we like to tell ourselves—so let me take this opportunity—this moment sandwiched between the full-fledged hormonal delusion I can feel about to flare up, and the reality that'll surely come crashing down in the end—to share with you the boost of dopamine and serotonin levels in my addled brain by uploading a little playlist to celebrate the natural high of the truth-be-damned joy that we call love—or (as Sir Blackadder so exhaustively referred to it) rumpy-pumpy:
I LOVE LAMP! [.zip]

1. Vetiver—Been so Long (Toilet dubby pick'n'mix)
2. Spiritualized—I Think I'm in Love (Guppy edit)
3. The Brian Jonestown Massacre—Love
4. Kings Of Leon—Dusty
5. The Magnetic Fields—A Chicken with Its Head Cut Off
6. Flight Of The Conchords—If You're into It
7. Animal Collective—The Purple Bottle (7" mix)
8. Beck—Think I'm in Love
9. Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds—Babe, I'm on Fire (Toilet Guppies choice edit)
10. tindersticks—CF GF
11. The Afghan Whigs—If I Only Had a Heart
12. Marlene Dietrich—Illusions
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In keeping with trying to post mostly songs that are unavailable commercially, I have included rare tracks, like the original 7" version of «Purple Bottle»—which had to be discontinued due to Animal Collective scandalously paying tribute to Stevie Wonder by attempting to quote one of his copyrighted songs—and the Afghan Whigs' hotel lounge rendition of Wizard of Oz classic «If I Only Had a Heart». I've even slapped together a couple or so «exclusive» Toilet Guppy mixes and edits of love song classics! (Forget Shakespearean sonnets; Spiritualized's «I Think I'm in Love» is the only lyric about being in love that you'll ever need to hear; all the rest is perfectly superfluous... although Nick Cave's «Babe, I'm on Fire» is a hoot.)

So, put this audiolove in your ears as you go outside, the ubiquitous bloom of Springtime working wonders on your biology as the sun melts your stone cold heart!
The hairy arachnophobic says it
The scary agoraphobic says it
The mother, the brother
And the decomposing lover says
Babe, I'm on fire
Babe, I'm on fire


I love lamp!