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| Reviews of (t&j 018) Doug Theriault : Interface | |
| Reviews of (t&j 017) Office Products : Nude Media | |
| Reviews of (t&j 016) Ainu : Octoporn | |
| Reviews of (t&j 015) Decapod Claw : ...lost / cursed | |
| Reviews of (t&j 014) Dual : Destroy All Improv | |
| Reviews of (t&j 013) WE BORE 2 | |
| Reviews of (t&j 012) Decapod Claw : Necrocrab Re-Sequencing Error | |
| Reviews of (t&j 009) TOAST & JAM NINE | |
| Reviews of (t&j 008) A nat HEMA : H.E.M.A.N.I.K.E. | |
| Reviews of (t&j 007) WE BORE | |
| Reviews of (t&j 006) ml: pajama party | |
| Reviews of (t&j 005) accelera deck: echo economy | |
| (t&j 018) Doug Theriault : Interface | |
| Willamette Week May 4th 2005:
Guitarist Doug theriault departs from jazz's usual form based parameters and engages a "non-idiomatic" improv sensibility that's informed by sonic experimenters like Michael Waisvisz, Hugh Davies and Derek Bailey. Working with a sensor guitar, Theriault smelts gestural controls, internal feeback, MIDI programming and otherworldly sampling, creating a poetically urgent soundscape that is mesmerizing. Fans of Jim O'Rourke or the late Japanese free jazz-noise pioneer Masayuki Takaynagi will appreciate the density, restless innovation and painterly approach of Theriault. By Tim Duroche |
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| (t&j 016) Ainu : Octoporn | |
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Willamette Week:
The two men responsible hover like yellowjackets around a small table overflowing with bite-sized instruments-drum machines, bass generators, sound-effect generators and compound tangles of color-coded cables. Their arms never rise from the electronics-strewn table as they jitter about, looking as though their hands are soldered to the knobs and buttons they manipulate. They are called Ainu (pronounced "I knew"), and they live to make electro, live and old school-style, with real machines and seat-of-the-pants improvisation. Electro-that funky, feisty, robot-celebrating child of German synth pop-was quintessentially represented by Afrika Bambaataa's "Planet Rock." Though that song is known for popularizing hip-hop, its underlying aesthetic soon faded into obscurity, only to see revival as a mixer in flash-in-the-pan genre concoctions, such as Miami Bass and electroclash. Ainu makes no attempt to water down the classic electro formula (paperlike snare drums; big, low bass; and machines only, please), though it has taken some cunning to make the sound resonate in the band's native Portland, which "is really more of a House [music] town," Ainu's Ted "Roshi" Laderas explains; the unapologetically synthetic sound of electro starkly contrasts with the warm, familiar, disco-based House vibe. "People don't always get what we're doing, so we had to learn how to lead them into it." That Ainu is able to lead Portlanders to its brand of electro is largely due to the kinetic live performances. The duo must be aware of this, since its debut album, Octoporn (which hits the shelves later this month), was designed expressly to capture the feel of the stage show-to the point of including unedited improv sessions on the record: "A lot of the tracks we played live, like we just came up with it at that moment and recorded it," Carlo "Señor Frio" Pearson confides. "We mastered it, and that was it. It was...totally stream-of-consciousness electro." As sketchy as that all sounds, the listener is hard-pressed to identify the improvised songs without checking the liner notes. The arrangements on Octoporn are all confident and coherent, and sophisticated enough to make antiquated old electro feel modern. Though they suffer no lack of snob credibility, the members of Ainu admit they design their music to stimulate dance floors. "We don't just make weird, esoteric pieces." says Pearson. "We want to put it into the structure that makes people move." Their populist attitude is a 180-degree turn from the infamous solipsism that has kept "true" electro inaccessible and unnoticed by most of the cover-paying public. The way things are going for Ainu, those days may soon be over. By Corban Lester, Willamette Week, Originally published on WEDNESDAY, 5/25/2005 |
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AINU RECORD RELEASE SHOW FEATURING OBELUS, DEREK FISHER & THE PERFECT CYN
(Holocene, 1001 SE Morrison) According to the Oregon UFO Review, here
have been 214 UFO sightings in Oregon since 2001. Because EVERYTHING IS
CONNECTED, we can only imagine the correlation between the fair state as
spaceship parking lot, and the wobbly electrical arcing from Ainu's new
CD, Octoporn; it's a record of oscillating and ambulating space-junk
electro, all weightless darkness on the beat-engine grind. Ainu consists
of Senorfrio and Roshi, and they've made sci-fi electro on the quirkier
side for five years, so it's weird that Octoporn is their debut; thank
Portland label Toast & Jam for its birth. And it's so Portland: only
Stumptownies can sound this swampy, radioactive, seasonally affected and
still worship at the shrine of a rude dancefloor rhythm. The track
"Idosep" offers a minimal take on their stalactite space styles, with
beats on a linear uphill build, sounding like a procession of tiny
doorbells and laser-guns and a holodeck warning buzz. I mean, why
wouldn't aliens want to land?
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Jason:
The album's crispy opener, which sounds like the whole story of electro rolled into one track, epitomizes Octoporn. After progressing methodically through a series of increasingly interesting change-ups, Ainu finally latch onto an infectious synth melody around the six-minute mark. It's an epiphany, especially on a record with little regard for melody. No, Octoporn's nine tracks deal almost exclusively in atmosphere, whether it be dark textures punctuated by stabbing snares or classic video game timbres crutched by severely broken beats. It's hard not to be in the mood for this record; and yet, before you've finished listening, your mood is bound to have gone the way of the sinewave, mimicking that head you can't keep from bobbing. Jason is an editor and electro/techno/hip hop DJ in NY. He currently is one of the editors of the Barnes and Noble Classics Series. |
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| (t&j 014) Dual : Destroy All Improv | |
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The Sound Projector Music Magazine #13:
29 tracks - very short, concentrated bursts of manic, frantic energy, channelled into lively and aggravating music to start your day better than a flask of hot java. Doug Theriault mangles his guitar, Ed Chang slaughters an electronics kit, and together they improvised everything live in the studio in NYC in year 2002. Besides being energetic, it's also pretty violent stuff - picking up trace elements from hip-hop, Napalm Death, Sonny Sharrock, and erm.anti-capitalist protest marches. From hip-hop music for example, they clearly like the idea of crash-collision sound sources used with mucho aggression, but they discard everything else from said genre. Napalm Death have taught them how to keep tracks really short (an excellent idea which more musicians should take on board), and Sharrock has opened doors for the guitarist's free-form notions. I thought anti-capitalist content was made explicit on cover art - a car being wrecked - but maybe that's just vandalism for its own sake! Maybe this whole record is vandalism against 'proper' music, which they feel needs to be destroyed. A harsh surface prevails for the most part, and loose bohemian-styled playing throughout. By about mid-point of CD, these two hyper-active youngsters calm down slightly and the initial frenetic mood subsides into more considered forms; but the erratic playing style is not less predictable, guaranteeing more surprises per square inch than your average kettle of improvised fish. As to the imaginative track titles, they're all pretty witty, but what could possibly beat 'Topography of my rectum'? Heck, that may even be a bratty, sarcastic response to the title of INCUS 1 (look it up, sports fans). A real goodie - plenty of stuttering, feedback, controlled explosions and hairy, electrifying, 'gestural' art music. Ed Pinsent 30/09/2004 | |
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Sonoloco:
Ed Chang and Doug Theriault deliver a CDR that is bound to cut shreds and slices out of your ordinary senses and implant a wildmans wild thoughts and dreams in your mindscape, as they dip into treacherous currents of contemporeana: This is New York City April, and it couldnt be fresher. read the rest here : sonoloco |
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Music Extreme:
Dual is a clever eperimental duo consisting of Ed Chang on electronics and Doug Theriault on guitars. Here, each of the 29 tracks is a small world of experimentation with electronic sounds, noises and guitar phrases. Theriault plays some chords in tracks like "Sin is Plenty" letting Chang deliver his electronic ideas. But most of the time both musicians are delivering dissonances or multiple rhythms at the same time making each track really innovative. It is amazing to listen Chang twisting and smashing each electronic sound that he delivers, such as a sort of horn in "Protest in the Bedroom" that is twisted and turned making eat a completely different sound in just a few seconds. This is pure experimental music with interesting ideas and a lot of variation (each track is completely different from the other). For open minded people. Favorite tracks: "Protest in the Bedroom", "Forever lost" and "Come and Eat" Federico Marongiu (www.musicextreme.com July 2004) |
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| (t&j 013) WE BORE 2 | |
| XLR8R: Seattle's irreverent Toast and Jam came up with the mandate for this compilation, asking artists to reinvent songs they couldn't stand as tracks they actually liked. Certain people will prefer Britney Spears' sugar-coated "Baby One More Time" and Madonna's saucy "Vogue" to the eardrum cut 'n' paste ping-pong of Edward Coli's "OBject [...] obJECT". Some may say classic rock standard "House of the Rising Son" is maligned by the five-minute feedback drone Jansky Noise presents as a remix. But there's amusement to be had listening to the Emanon's sutured techno polka version of the Happy Days theme and the Square Root of Evil's drum 'n' crash send-up of Nelly's "Hot in Here." We Bore 2 is many things-snide, lovable, at times ear-shattering-but it's never boring. John Dark (XLR8R March 2004) |
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| Grooves: Subtitled "Use music you dislike to create music you like", this disc finds a bunch of Toast & Jam confederates mashing the likes of Nelly, Don Henley, Christina Aguilera, Kylie Minogue, Glenn Frey and The Animals into a squelchy, glitchy sonic ectoplasm. The results, somewhat inevitably, are varied in quality. Of the good stuff, Tim Koch's "Slack Magic" fantastically pulps Mick Smiley's "Magic" (the song that soundtrack's New York's spook plague in the movie Ghostbusters) into a melancholy, abstractly lo-fi electro-ditty that could happily moonlight as a Four Tet outtake. Dsico, meanwhile, fucks Kylie's "Burning Up" into a disjointed V/Vm-style clatter, and the Bran Flakes's "If You're a Fan of Don Henley You're in Luck!" practically spews plunderphonic vitriol towards the former Eagle and his conservative stance on music piracy. We Bore 2 is not always succesful, however. Emanon + Hadi's "Happy Days" makeover is neither clever nor especially enjoyable, Edward Coli's Christina/Britney/Madonna mashup is too jerky and disjointed to flow cohesively, and while Steev Hise's "Yankee Phoney" is thematically interesting, it serves as little other than sonic wallpaper. And yet, despite the odd weak moment, this is a bold and vividly enjoyable concept. If only to hear Nelly's "Hot in Here (sic)" dissected into a pounding, unrecognizable four-to-the floor glitch-techno stomper, We Bore 2 is definetely worth investigation. Allan Harrison (Grooves magazine Issue 13) |
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| (t&j 012) Decapod Claw :: Necrocrab Re-Sequencing Error | |
| "...Necrocrab Re-Sequencing Error captures all the old-school analog debris and sorts them into electro-tinged gems. Vocodered snippets of words are ever so subtly brushed against abrasive beats while funky melodies slither from all angles and post-industrial influences cross-pollinate with a raw electro punch..." read the whole review at igloo mag | |
| (t&j 009) TOAST & JAM NINE | |
| review at igloo mag | |
| review at xox mag | |
| Portland Mercury's "Most Okay Music of 2003" | |
| XLR8R: Portland electro goes cruising for a bruising. Ten artists stumble around a house of sharp metallic corners and unforgiving doorframes in the dark, accumulating the sonic equivalent of scrapes and cuts. By far the most intriguing tracks are the ones that are the most energetically masochistic: Solenoid's "Genclone 4" lurches out of every groove as soon as it settles into it, smacking itself brutally around. "She's A Doctor, Too" and Monkey Feet," both by ML, are the most compelling, full of swaggering postures and sly hooks. Selena Hsu (XLR8R May 2003) |
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| (t&j 008) A nat HEMA : H.E.M.A.N.I.K.E. | |
| Splendid ezine: Here's a band that wants you to hate them. There's the name, first of all, which run together spells "anathema". An opening track invites a live audience to scrawl insults on cocktail napkins and pass them up. The liner notes describe the band's work as "intended to annoy and insult patrons". You get the sense that James Boring and the Glorious Moodman would be really pissed if you did like them, and would maybe have to undergo years of therapy to undo the trauma. Too bad, though -- it's not happening this week. H.E.M.A.N.I.K.E. is a bizarre, indigestible mix of hard-core noise, drum-machine rhythms, distorted cartoon voices and blinding feedback. The helium-fueled, disco-drummed silliness of "Walk This" incorporates, I think, a bit of Aerosmith's "Walk This Way" -- sung, apparently, by the Chipmunks -- before disintegrating into exploding electrical sounds. It is followed by the lurching "Bela Bread", a menacing stomp with slowed-down-to-death-metal voices. "The Pain Remains" is exactly what the title promises, a headache-inducing blender of feral female voice, organ-like swirls that collapse into atonality and no discernible beat or melody. The final cut, "Final Songs", is a brutal conversation between a distorted deaf-from-birth speaker, a demon voice from a low budget horror film, and brutal blasts of feedback. What does it mean? Who knows? Who cares? H.E.M.A.N.I.K.E. has a few flashes of humor and geeky groove, but they're buried in layers of screeching unpleasantness. Much of the time, this album is painful to listen to. Jennifer Kelly (splendid e-zine) |
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| (t&j 007) WE BORE | |
| review at igloo mag | |
| (t&j 006) ml: pajama party | |
| For pj party reviews click here | |
| (t&j 005) accelera deck: echo economy | |
| XLR8R: This Accelera Deck re-release feels like a series of still-lifes of rusty scraps of crumpled metal, each portrait a slight variation on another, threaded together into animation. Its abruptness is a distinct departure from other Accelera Deck works in which sheets of delicate ambience unroll on top of tiny, skittering beats. "&loop2" is a garbage-can tumble, and "&loop3" features a controlled and measured clock ticking while a rumbling chaos churns at the edges of earshot. Echo Economy's minimal loops are variations on a sparse theme, with each component slightly shifted, nudged, elongated or eliminated per iteration. The sheer number of permutations is impressive, if not kind to the ears. Selena Hsu (XLR8R May 2003) |
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| from the IDM list Accelera Deck: Echo Economy CDr(Toast & Jam T&J 5) ....Aii/Pitchcadet artist Accelera Deck (aka Chris Jeely) completly switches gears, heading into the digi/glitch/noise area on his 'echo economy', an experiment in the effect of loops on one another (visit http://216.71.15.38/aii/digital.html for the full details on this concept). The end result is a very strange noisey glitchy work out ala mego/oval/etc. One thing worth mentioning is that Chris is one of very few American producers to explore this genre, which, up until recently, has been a mainly European based. While often the high pitches can get on the nerves (which i guess is the purpose), the majority of this nine track 50minute EP is lush digital ambient, like if oval removed the clicks, but didn't end up as boring as 'Dok'. T&J is yet another fine label to join the ranks of the American CDr militia, and hopefully other labels will follow the trend of having quality material for a budget price. There really isn't any excuse for not checking this stuff out. mtheuletant |