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Playlist, November 2012
10/25/2012
Matmos
The Ganzfeld EP
Thrill Jockey
Leave it to M.C. Schmidt and Drew Daniel—the feverish minds behind Matmos—
to celebrate 20 years of making music together with a parapsychological foray
into telepathically composed music. It sounds like a mouthful, but these three
songs offer a compelling taste of The Marriage of True Minds, due next year.
What emerges is a rich collision of electro-acoustic sounds (“Very Large Green
Triangles” and the voice-based experiment “Just Waves”) and techno minimalism
(the mesmeric Rrose remix of “You”) that could rock an art opening, a road trip,
or a séance just as easily as a dance floor.
BILL MURPHY
Meshell
Ndegeocello
Pour Une Ame
Souveraine: A
Dedication to Nina
Simone
Naïve
After making Weather
last year, Meshell
Ndegeocello said
producer Joe Henry had
wanted to focus more
on her voice but she
“wasn’t ready”; she has
typically treated vocals
as just part of her sound.
She’s ready now. This
tribute to Nina Simone’s
songs and spirit shines
a light on Ndegeocello’s
lovely, soulful vocal
instrument—on her
terms, of course,
surrounded by fluid,
rhythmic music, and
with the help of some
wonderful guests. Sinead
O’Connor, for example,
sings an avant-garde
blues “Don’t Take All
Night.” Marvelous.
BARBARA SCHULTZ
Bat for Lashes
The Haunted Man
Capitol
Natasha Khan’s music
draws comparisons to
Björk, Kate Bush, and
Imogen Heap, but she’s
clearly defined her
own style in the spaces
between piano-based
“popera” and electronic
songscapes. Artfully
programmed and
instantly memorable,
the songs on her latest
album sparkle with a
musicality that leaps
out at you, from the
dream-drifting “Lilies,”
where Khan hits the
upper reaches of her
silky tenor, to the
otherworldly tribalist
stomp “Horses of the
Sun,” which recalls the
left-field experimental
pop of Brian Eno and
King Crimson (believe
it or not).
BILL MURPHY
Daphni
Jiaolong
Merge
Daphni is Dan Snaith
of Caribou’s afterhours
club DJ alter
ego. Born out of his
DJ gigs post shows
supporting Radiohead,
Daphni’s debut,
Jiaolong, is a portal to
Snaith’s minimalist/
track-y/disco diva
side. Afro rhythms,
dark percussive loops,
and repetitive vocals
thread together these
moody cuts. From the
soul-flecked, piano
house of “Yes I Know”
to the acidic meltdown
of “Ahora,” Jiaolong is
varied in its simplicity,
playing like a DJ set
rather than an artist
album.
LILY MOAYERI
Tussle
Tempest
Smalltown
Supersound
San Francisco
quartet Tussle has
been channeling the
krautrock/no wave
continuum since
2001, and the four
instrumentalists return
at their most motorik. In
contrast to 2008’s Cream
Cuts, Tempest’s tonal
mass is denser. There’s
far less room sound,
fewer stray transients;
the synth-prominent
arrangements are more
carefully sequenced
rather than gradually
intertwining. Produced
by JD Twitch of Glasgow
DJ duo Optimo, equally
a fan of freeform
psychedelia and
machine soul, Tempest
presents on-rails grooves
dappled with flushes of
circuit-bent saturation.
TONY WARE
Dwight Yoakam
3 Pears
Warner Bros.
Country superstar
Dwight Yoakam’s
self-produced
major-label return
includes songwriting
collaborations with
Kid Rock and with
Ashley Monroe (Pistol
Annies), and two tracks
co-produced by Beck.
One new musical
development: Yoakam
plays electric rhythm
guitar (rather than
acoustic) on these songs,
which pumps the tracks
up in very cool ways.
But overall, this varied,
carefully arranged
album just sounds like
Dwight Yoakam: a great,
authentic songwriter
who sings like an angel.
BARBARA SCHULTZ
Goldenboy
The New Familiar
Eeniemeenie
Goldenboy has the
ingredients to be a
serviceable indiepop
group, but tends
to fall just this side
of memorable. The
latest release, The New
Familiar is a case in
point. Always pretty,
Goldenboy’s headswaying
melodies stop
short of gorgeous.
Layered dual vocals
fill out the undefined
corners of “The Right
Chemistry,” and strings
plus whistles almost
give “Steal Your Face”
some bite. For the most
part, however, Familiar
shuffles through
indiscernible song after
song—inoffensive but
permanently in the
background.
LILY MOAYERI
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