Sur-Real SaxophoneSolo LP from this killer tenor man on the phenomenally epic Horo label. Moves between liquid lines and sputtering reed demolition in the blink of an eye.
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Sur-Real Saxophone
In Paris, Aries 1973
Complete ''La Grima''
Steel Sleet
Handicapper Horns
Solo Concert
The Black Ark
The Sound Pool
In 2000 I composed the four pieces for sextet (two reeds, two strings, two brass) that more or less appear on the disc. While I was composing I was aware that I was asking the players to play as if their sounds were being electronically manipulated. While writing the music I was thinking of a recording where the before imagined electronic processes would be actually constructed electronically. The music on the disc was recorded in segments with solos and small ensembles and later edited and layered to construct my compositions. Very little was actually played live with everyone together... One of my main interests was non-interaction within a specific texture. We did this in a few different ways. One was to give instructions to each player and record them separately while not listening to what the others had recorded, and then layering. The beginning is probably the most electronic sounding part. It was made by recording all of the players separately playing long tones, and then I spent quite a long time cutting them into those blips by hand (by cursor I guess) on the computer. One distinction I should make is that there are no electronic sound sources (there is a Hammond organ bass line at the end, but I didn't want to make a big deal out of it by saying that I play organ on the record), and very little signal processing (some distortion on the cello, and plate reverb).
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Bassist Ajemian and tenor saxophonist Bauder set up their mikes one night on the back porch in Chicago and recorded themselves playing a half hour's worth of quiet sustained tones. Local traffic noise and the buzz of various nearby insects were also captured on the tape, imparting a refreshingly natural feel, far from the pristine claustrophobia of a studio session. The first half of the proceedings was recorded simultaneously on two mini-discs by some friends in attendance, who inserted index markers here and there and subsequently played the resulting tracks on random shuffle. "Normal" starts out then as a duo and ends as a quartet...Seriously underrated and underheard gem of free improvisation/quiet jazz/field recording. Both Bauder and Ajemian always bring the goods, Ajemian being probably the quietest bass player you've ever heard. Highly recommended for late nights.
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Manhattan Cycle
Peter Kowald Quintet
Considering they have what may be the greatest band name in the history of music, it’s sort of a shame that Nervous Cop was nothing more than a one-off recording project. That fact seems even more unfortunate when you consider the participants: Hella drummer Zach Hill, Deerhoof drummer Greg Saunier, Deerhoof electronics guru John Dieterich, and a pre-Milk-Eyed Joanna Newsom. And if a drums, drums, electronics, and harp quartet sounds like an odd proposition to you, then you’re absolutely right. This album is pretty much the definition of an “acquired taste.”
The first time I heard this album, I very quickly wrote it off as pretentious garbage: musical gibberish. It was only a few years later that I was lying in bed, suffering from insomnia, and decided to turn on my iPod and listen to something to maybe help lull me to sleep. Why I chose this particular album I have no idea, but it certainly didn’t do what I was hoping it would. Instead, in the pitch black of my room, my attention wholly focused on the sounds coming from my headphones, I became enthralled by what I heard.
Nervous Cop demands your full attention. Hill and Saunier don’t make things easy. Their drumming doesn’t follow any conventional rules of rhythm. Far more concerned with sheer energy than with keeping a beat, the percussion ebbs and flows in waves and gushes of clamor and din. Occasionally, crashes of cymbals become ambient background hiss. At other times the two drummers appear to be duking it out - launching volleys of percussive gunfire in each others direction. There are moments where it sounds as if they have a hundred drum kits at their disposal, and aren’t playing them but rather throwing them down endless flights of stairs as quickly as they can manage. Often the drum sounds are electronically processed and manipulated - strange effects are applied; panning and volume are played with; the attack and decay of the individual sounds themselves are clipped off or tinkered with. Dieterich’s subtle blipping, beeping, gurgling, and chirping electronics closely resemble his electronic contributions to Deerhoof tracks such as “Dog on the Sidewalk” (the last 30 seconds of that song, in fact, sound strikingly similar to several songs on this album). Newsom doesn’t come into the picture until track 6, “Frank vs. Frank,” which also happens to be the most structured (that’s speaking very very relatively) and most “successful” track on the album. Her playing style here is markedly different from what you might expect. It has far more of a classical and avant-garde influence than usual, with more of a focus on texture, and often wanders into grim and dissonant territory. Her trademark vocals are totally absent.
I suppose it’s worth mentioning that Nervous Cop was originally born as a very different beast. Mutual admirers of each others’ playing styles, Hill and Saunier had long planned to collaborate. This album began rather simply as the recorded documentation of a ferocious jam session between the two drummers. The recording was then chopped to shreds and pasted back together by Hill or Saunier or both.* Later, Hill asked his friend Joanna - then keyboardist for The Pleased and not yet famous - to contribute some harp. There were a couple more attempts at remixing before Saunier asked fellow Deerhoof-ian Dieterich to add electronics. A few digital re-workings later and what we’re left with is Nervous Cop. I don’t know if knowing that makes it more or less surprising, then, that many moments on the album manage to capture the same feeling of inspired spontaneous group interaction that only the best free improvisers can achieve.
Nervous Cop - Nervous Cop
1. Setting the Bushes on Fire (0:34)
2. Rice Precipitation (0:36)
3. Nonrum Nonproblem (1:06)
4. Get Wolf Boy and Get in Context (0:38)
5. Ill Pearls (4:31)
6. Frank vs. Frank (7:32)
7. Colorchains of Outer Space (3:36)
8. Nuflesh, Old Thirst (7:55)
9. Pow Strikes Pow Implosion (0:54)
10. The Hawk Feeds You to Feed Itself (5:12)
* information regarding the story behind this album is very difficult to come by, and if you have any links or articles or interviews or anything, please send them.

the Last Recording 8.29.1978
Straws
Piano Solo

Swift are the Winds of Life
You might remember Ettrick from their big Not Not Fun releases the 'Feeders of Ravens' LP and the 'Sudden Arrythmic Death vol. 2 CDR. Well, here's the earlier released live 3" prequel to the latter. The two guys in Ettrick both play Sax and both play Drums and hit 'line-up' combinations of that. This one is a fifteen minute cut that starts with them both on dueling high pitched sax attacks eventually fading to one as the other starts to cut things up with lightning fast drumming, a wash of quiet static cymbals building to the screams of the end.
Alright, so talk about all-star cast, Original Silence finds Paal Nilseen-Love on Drums/Percussion, Terrie Ex and Thurston Moore on Electric Guitars, Jim O'Rourke on Electronics, Massimo Pupillo on Electric Bass, and Mats Gustafsson on Baritone and Slide Saxophone and Electronics. Sounds overwhelming but this live set from September '05 in Italy isn't just the giant blast of noise you would expect. The opening track is lumbering and full of distorted bass, weird riffs and singing sax in some sort of fucked up punk-song? The BBC said it was somewhere between The Stooges and Albert Ayler. It's clattering, it's fast, it's slow, and it's sludgy. The second track is much more interesting, the fifty-minute track opens with the wall of sound you know was coming, cuts down to murky electronic interludes, clippy short feedback scrawls, sax that sounds like a man screaming, and building to a throbbing slow into slower ending. Fantastic.
Bavarian Calypso
Ecstatic Jazz Duos
Out of Nowhere.
Live in Japan Vol. One
What About?
At the Roundhouse
Self Titled