Posts from 7th August 2002

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Aug 02

V/A – Scumtron: A Tribute To Merzbow

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V/A – Scumtron: A Tribute To Merzbow
My girlfriend (whose taste typically falls in a spectrum between Death Cab For Cutie and the Quad City DJ’s) had an unexpected reaction to this record last night. After explaining the “concept” behind Merzbow (“it’s just…noise”), she had been wanting to hear some, but of course not being an insane person, I’ve never actually paid cash money for a Merzrecord. So I downloaded this, a tribute to Mssr. Akita filled with his bastard sprog (and Jim O’Rourke.) Track one (The O’Rourke remix — heard two rooms away): ‘What are you playing out there?’ Me: ‘What?’ Her: ‘All that [imitation of backed up garbage disposal.]’ Me: Wry smile (sadly unseen as she was two rooms away, you know.) Her: (Upon investigating the name in the Winamp toolbar) ‘Ohhhh, Merzbow,’ said with the sort of bemused detachment one reserves for a rascally puppy dog or an incontinent old grandparent. Second track (a real Merzburner, hellafied radio static from beyond, etc.): Her: ‘Wooooow.’ Followed by a look which is typically associated with when I should be getting off the computer and into the mood for wuv. Track three (The Pansonic remix.) (I had since turned off the computer speakers and replaced it with Todd Edwards.): Me: ‘This is gonna hurt.’ Her: ‘Why are you doing it then?’ Me: (Shrug. Turn up the speakers. Hilarity of whining drone ensues.) ‘Yeah, that’s painful.’ Her: (Shrug.) ‘I dunno, it’s kinda nice.’ After which we turned off the computer entirely and watched American Idol. Sometimes noise just sounds like noise.

TATU – Ya Soshla S Uma

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TATU – Ya Soshla S Uma

I knew this song was going to be great in the first five seconds of it, without even hearing any beats or music. The moment one of them screams in high-pitched unatural voice “YA! SA! SHLA! SUMAAA!” its like shes drowning and screaming the loudest she can for help and it goes fading away like she was going down and down in the water. Then the song starts and it goes for the verse where starts the fast talking and the syllables breaking one in the other and consonants everywhere, but it is still so calm. The whole thing is based on the tension between the chorus and the verse. Goes the drum fill and the whole desperate singing comes again, they sing in the chorus like they were trying to sing faster than they are but the beat wont let them and they finally give up on the last phrase where they sing the “YA SA SHLA SUMA” even higher and more desperate but they end up passing out and falling to the ground due to some exhausting fight against something (wich is probably themselves since the translated title is “Im Losing My Mind”)