Time for another Leznoff, as prized in my collection as a Barry or Tuttle in that of Herb and Dorothy Vogel’s. Each cassette is a new artistic endeavor even if the medium and technique remains true to form. It echoes in the hollowed halls of my museum; black boxes filled with priceless antiquities of a musical evolution across a once dormant format. Leznoff is deft on his synthetic canvas, this time producing a bridge between his deeper, darker work and those of his more fantastical playground of the imagination. DS6 sound like readymades, re-purposed ideas that aren’t fully formed but are not to be left to collect dust. It may not be the darling of dealer but it is a warm embrace and unforgettable piece of the canon any emotional collector will treasure. I am no different. I am able to prune down my belongings well before they swallow me but Leznoff’s work is going nowhere. In it I see a reflection of space and time far greater than the tired irony of future vs. past. This is truly an artform Leznoff is setting off, to be memorialized among the Whitmans and Lehns.
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