Various Artists: Not Not Fun
она знает больше чем думает [sampler]
Britt and Manda Brown just won’t stop. Thankfully. Because the way Not Not Fun has built their label’s discography through their linage is borderline obsession. To me, that is to say/write. And not really as a “follow-up,” nor was it admitted by Britt – who hit me with this video yesterday – but она знает больше чем думает reminds me of the 2009 compilation, My Estrogeneration. (G’damn, call me misogynist for thinking so?)
Although она знает больше чем думает (translation: “she knows more than thinking”) is just a sampler video for the upcoming Not Not Fun compilation, it contains snippets of every track, centered around Russian and Ukrainian electronic, solo female musicians. It’s an interesting time in both countries, and obviously, those who strive for escape most are the artists. What better to scour the bullet and bomb torn regions for lost and hidden musings by females within? Well, better would be if Not Not Fun put it on tape, or vinyl, I’m not sure which, but either way, you KNOW they will.
So, I didn’t receive a list of musicians. The YouTube video doesn’t contain anything about them either. Yet, I’m 100% OK with not knowing what I’m getting into. As I mentioned in the beginning, Not Not Fun is my obsession. Let’s go for it!
• Галя Чикис: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC8aL66s2tMla83AHFINMdrA
• Not Not Fun: http://www.notnotfun.com
“Not That Bad” (feat. GFOTY)
Brooklyn based Maxo and London based GFOTY are both interested in their music being at the foreground. It is the subject that everyone is paying attention to rather than the environmental. Both have releases on PC Music, Maxo with just Snow Other, GFOTY with her many vocal heavy teengirl anthems. You would think their work would overpower each other, but thankfully, the combination of Maxo’s quick little bright noises and GFOTY’s quick little bright phrases creates something soothing, something real made out of computer code. “Not That Bad” is not just a female singer singing on top of some guy’s electronic beat. Sometimes the vocal is the foreground, like when the first moment of clarity comes with “I made you taste my favorite tear”, but usually the vocal is simply another texture that’s rendered as important as everything else, something that’s rare to find in most linear narrative electro-pop songs. The vocal is still what really makes the song, but it’s intertwined so much in everything else that’s happening. The butter’s melted in, not just laying on top of the bread.
On the plus side of our union with technology devoid of intellect or soul: a simulacrum of a family band is conjured by a solo musician in a “computer-aided improvisation.”
Stash the gong, kendang, and gamelan in storage and leave the family at home. “The Waterclock” is efficient. One artist, one machine. All the natural and flexible energy of collaboration is intact. Ewing generates organic polyphony through the application of custom software. The rhythm swirls off-the-clock; patterns of bright orange particles dance on the spiral arms.
&Bull; CRISSY/Crazy Iris: http://www.crissy.org.uk/yes
Vicky Chow & Tristan Perich
“Surface Image (First Section)”
Relax, Surface Image, the sonic engagement of Vicky Chow and Tristan Perich, found home in the classically beefy New Amsterdam imprint. The performance piece, initially named “The Density of Air” by Perich noting his original plan to write a “delicate, ephemeral piece,” was introduced early last year in New York City to little, but humming reviews. Now, a year-plus after its first step in the public eye, the duet is slotted in the New Amsterdam Records Sound/Source MOMA PS1 showcase Oct 19, nine days before the album’s release.
The intriguing nature of Chow and Perich’s connection is how varied they seem. Chow, who Time Out New York called “a monster pianist,” has worked with both side of the board Philip Glass, Terry Riley, Steve Reich and Bryce Dessner (The National), David Longstreth (Dirty Projectors), Lee Ranaldo (Sonic Youth). Her work often tied to orchestral platforms and highlighted by her fiercely virtuosic playing. Perich describes his curiosities stemmed from the aesthetic simplicity of math, physics, and code, sticking to oscillations and 1-bit frequencies in art and music.
The piece, over an hour in length, does more than simply hem Perich’s composition with Chow’s abilities. The depth gathered in just the first nine minute bulk of Surface Image alone is brilliantly wearing, folding pixels and wires over themselves in a dizzying manner to smooth and lull.
Surface Image is out October 28.
Architecture in Tokyo
“MIMOSA” (ft. スーパーセックス永遠にSUPERSEX420)
Mystery surrounds Architecture in Tokyo’s “MIMOSA” (ft. スーパーセックス永遠にSUPERSEX420) and their involvement with AMDISCS : Futures Reserve Label. It’s just as shadowed as ANY vaporwave track featuring a producer toting Pacific-Asian characters within their name. However, AMDISCS has taken a liking to スーパーセックス永遠にSUPERSEX420 recently, and I’m more intrigued NOT to ask label-head Rado Z. Merely to preserve the anonymity. Even IF I cannot remember if it was slipped to me through Rado. That’s the idea, though, right? Find, play, listen, forget, rinse, repeat, etc. Vaporwave, baby. Still important?
Well, (IMO) not only is the genre continuing to crush the game, but Architecture in Tokyo and スーパーセックス永遠にSUPERSEX420 prove in “MIMOSA” that these forgotten memories and reappropriate trope-scapes are killing it. And again: that’s the idea. As there is no fluid ark to the track’s video by Artzie Music either. It’s more akin to a glitch your computer makes while it’s being hacked. Thus, the intention is to repeat this ever functioning and living idea that multi-/digital-media is the source to all our memories and fleeting-thoughts. Check your personal Twitter feed and Facebook status roll-outs. Remember that time? Want to relive it? Want to forget it? Just a click-click, and images and lights and foreign-flashy text will scrub your nods clear/-n of any and everything.
Bask in the purity of “MIMOSA.” Sip a bit of bubbly-OJ with スーパーセックス永遠にSUPERSEX420 and Architecture in Tokyo. Wave to AMDiscs snickering and walking on by with Artzie Music. Everything and nothing is happening at all. Like moving your review mirror to avoid watching the car riding your tail; it’s all a ruse to an illusion. Mind has been hack. Please, replay.