Bill Orcutt & Chris Corsano
“The Raw and the Cooked”
The photo you see above stretches across the inner spread of Bill Orcutt and Chris Corsano’s The Raw and the Cooked LP. Each man’s mid-shred image occupies a whole half of the gatefold stage, their eyes connecting across the jacket’s spine, which lines up with the mic stand in the middle. The gloss from the paper, or from the printing process, or from some aspect of the camera, or from the sweat gleaming on these men — one or all of these soften the photo into the object. With the needle dropped, nothing is softened: strikes of the E-string correspond with cymbal crashes; both players reach the end of a winding phrase and stop on a dime before swinging into a new barrage; shouts rise up into the room mic; a guitar is picked with such speed and savagery that it seems to both diverge into too many discrete voices and spiral into itself as if it could chew into the vinyl (the MP3 will probably be fine); a snare drum is struck hard enough, you think, to split it. This is the sound of two minds and four hands striking in every direction and covering the mix in treble shrapnel.
You know Bill Orcutt from dozens of releases with now-defunct Miami noise legends Harry Pussy (including the recent One Plus One 2xLP comp on his own Palilalia Records, and the reissue of Let’s Build a Pussy via Editions Mego) or from his skull-obliterating solo acoustic guitar work. If you’ve seen him live, I bet you know him as one of the most memorable guitarists you’ve encountered.
You know Chris Corsano from dozens of releases with collaborators in the avant/free-jazz/improvised music scenes, as one third of Rangda, or as improviser-in-residence at Hopscotch 2012. If you’ve seen him live, I bet you know him as one of the most memorable drummers you’ve encountered.
The Raw and the Cooked LP documents their duo performances on tour from August to September 2012. Hear an excerpt of the 10th track below. You can still find copies of it at Mimaroglu, Forced Exposure, or Fusetron. Better yet, you can see them live in front of your face on tour this June at these dates.
“瞧！那個人！wie man wird, was man ist” [prod. by Magic Nanna]
Aristophanes 貍貓 (a.k.a. Li Mou) is a young Taiwanese MC who has been posting tracks online for about a year now. Her latest, “瞧！那個人！wie man wird, was man ist,” is by far her strongest track yet. Produced by Austin, TX beatmaker Magic Nanna, the song finds Aristophanes 貍貓 rapping in Mandarin about Laozi, a philosopher of ancient China and founder of philosophical Taoism, meeting Nietzsche at a mountaintop. The track was made in part for the Indelible Niche Collective, which therefore links this Chinese rap track with US beats and German references all the way to Puerto Rico, from a Taiwanese artist whose name references Ancient Greece. Holy shit.
MarQ Spekt & Gary Wilson
Remember last week when I declared an unofficial one-week moratorium on rap music? Well, I didn’t count on on this dropping without any forewarning whatsoever. Good thing that moratorium was unofficial, huh? For those of you who don’t know what all the fuss is about, I’m really not even sure where to begin. Here’s what Spekt himself has to say:
This record is a collaborative between myself and experimental, proto-new wave musician Gary Wilson (Stones Throw). It’s rare that you get the opportunity to work with the actual artist rather than just sampling his records. Gary opened his vaults and provided ample soundscapes. Some of these instrumentals date back to 1973 and may have been heard before. Others may not. The ending result is a pure creative expression and meshes Hip Hop, Psychedelic, Jazz, Funk…. Soak up the vibrations and Enjoy!
I’m guessing more of you are familiar with Wilson than Spekt (it’s the opposite case for me, actually), so check out 2007’s Pretty Weaponry, 2009’s Guilty Party, 2010’s Bloodlust 2 and 2011’s MacheteVision , and just about anything else with his name attached to it.
And keep it grilchy, TMTers, always.
Don’t be fooled by the title: Le1f’s “Spa Day” is anything but peaceful. In the rapper’s latest clip for the Fly Zone standout, the pampering simply serves as a precursor to the partying, and when it comes to the latter, you know this guy doesn’t mess around. Blazing in the sauna, twerking in the shower: that’s the spa package I’m talking about. That said, the bacchanalia’s mainly in the background, providing a brazen backdrop for Le1f’s smug spitting. Ever the weirdo mastermind, Jesse Miller-Gordon (who’s previous vids include Danny Brown’s “Witit” and Mykki Blanco’s Cosmic Angel”) bestows the video with a strangely befitting, Wes Anderson-styled tint to make the decadence all the more dashing. This ain’t your typical Hype Williams throwdown (just to clarify, I’m referring to the music video director, although I’m sure the London duo throws nice parties as well), and that’s what makes this “Spa Day” so refreshing. Lucky fans overseas will soon be able to kick back Le1f-style when the rapper embarks his Spa Days tour this summer. I hope they brought their terry cloth robes.
• Le1f: http://le1f.com
Pages From The Alamance Hymnal
To be honest, I actually am appreciating this post-post-rock vibe Lost Trail is freshing with Pages From The Alamance Hymnal. I mean, the husband and wife duo (Zachary and Denny Corsa) didn’t really bring any new sound to music, considering the release was recorded between 2011-2013, but on a dreary Monday like today, it’s really crushing it. What I think they really do is just progress the sounds that Mono, Godspeed, Yellow Swans, and Explosions in the Sky did: posted rock in the post-sense. Mayyyybe even that one dude who did them tape loops while the twin towers were burning down and just sat and watched. Only Lost Trail goes for the gold, seemingly including elements from all these artists and cramming them into the 16-track sound-tome that is Pages From The Alamance Hymnal.
People call Lost Trail disintegrated/disembodied/ethereal Americana, but I’m more about what I come up with myself. To a degree, at least. And as I had said, this music is perfect if you really gotta sit down and crack out some work. Thus, to me, this is REAL working music. I came in today and had to finish like eight website copy materials, and have finished five since listening to Pages From The Alamance Hymnal. Thankfully, I’m not even done with the release. For my dollar, Pages From The Alamance Hymnal is worth way more than that digitally, though it’s free via their Bandcamp and here. However, Lost Trail is selling a DIY CD of Pages From The Alamance Hymnal for eight wampum (really, USD) too. Again, worth way more than that, but what can ya do? IMO this entire release would be the NASTY on a booklet of 7-inches. Anyone down? @Ghostly International @KRAAK @Weird Forest
• Lost Trail: http://losttraildrone.bandcamp.com
By the time this article is published, Laurel Halo’s post-Quarantine (TMT Review) EP Behind The Green Door will be released to the public, disappointing those who lazily expected an auditory rendition of the, apparently, classic 1970s porn film, and enamoring those who were (in my view, mistakenly) turned off by the seemingly incongruous vocals of the LP. See, like her work under the King Felix moniker, and interspersed among the pre-contagion releases under her own name, this new four-track EP readily embraces danceability. Well, only two tracks have been officially released at the time of writing, but the newest of those, “Sex Mission,” isn’t a far cry from Ostgut Ton territory. Kudos to NPR, who premiered the track, for offering a rarity: the appropriate use of the word “techno” by a general news outlet.
You’re probably noticing a coital theme here, but rest assured, the inspiration behind “Sex Mission” has nothing to do with some Britney Spears-esque notion of being rhythmically compelled to ball-gag yourself. While the song itself veers towards being accessible, Halo relapses into mild obscurity with her description: “The track is about driving energy and elevation via dynamic topographies. Movement and introspection are paramount.”
Dynamic topographies do make for the best songs, I find. Go here to listen to “Sex Mission.” The earlier-released track, “Throw,” is below.