Justin Timberlake - FutureSex/LoveSounds

Jive: 2006

I assume the request for this album is for more insight into Timbaland productions than ol' Justin here. I'm all for that. Mr. Mosley may occupy a genre lane that I seldom dwell myself, but I cannot deny how influential he was for so many decades. Nor can I deny that, when I did hear some crossover R&B hit, the ones that caught my attention and, dare I say, even liked, had a Timbaland co-sign on it. Yes, going all the way back to Ginuwine's Pony.

If you want my thoughts on Mr. Timberlake, as always I'll point to a Todd In The Shadow video, specifically his Trainwreckords dismantling of Man Of The Woods. Most of my over-arching sentiments are covered there, but here's an additional wrinkle. Even at the height of his popularity, I couldn't help but feel Justin was something of a Great White Hope for the R&B sector. So many American folks wanted him to succeed because they were so desperate for someone like him to succeed. There were plenty of pretty boys mugging in music videos before him, but they were often black or Latin or weirdly European or packaged with a pile of other pretty boys. Finally here was someone who not only freed himself from post Boy Band failure, but excelled in a field few of his ilk had dared to tread. Again, that Timbaland co-sign went a long, long way in the '00s.

FutureSex/Lovesounds is Justin at his peak, and it's arguable this is Timbaland at his peak too. Mr. Mosley's greatest strength was taking contemporary sounds and getting maximal punch from them with minimalist space, and you hear that in spades. Electro house one of the current hot trends? Make the lead single something of a riff on that, SexyBack not only crushing the Top 40 clubs, but even finding its way into the sleazy underground too (seriously, I knew DJs more prone to rinsing out DFA or Ed Banger records having this in their crates).

Funk was seeing a mini-resurgence thanks to Prince's return to Warner Records, and you can definitely hear his influence on many tracks, such that a micro-feud emerged between them. Yeah, sexy never really left, but its undeniable this album helped bring its funky potential back to the forefront after crunk's dominance. Oh, there's a crunk on here, because of course there would be, Three 6 Mafia doing the guest spot.

The things Justin sings about? Well, it's right there in the title, right? Half the tunes are about picking up girls at the clubs and whatnot, the other about bitter breakups. How these land for you probably depends entirely on how you view Mr. Timberlake's cache of pop world good will, which has significantly dwindled in recent years, no doubt. Still, when some of those operatic moments hit, like in What Goes Around... Hard not to get swept in all the melodrama that made FutureSex/LoveSounds one of that year's biggest albums.

Ka-Sol - Fairytale

Suntrip Records: 2006

Isn't it fun going back to the early years of an established entity? The feeling-out days, where an identity is still being hashed out, so things are just a little askew from what we typically associate with said property. TV shows are the most prominent example: when Kramer wasn't so physically eccentric; when Flanders wasn't so Flanderized; before Riker had a beard (Sisko, too). Music labels are no less susceptible, many tossing their hands into the grab bag of genres as they figure out what super-niche lane they will come to proliferate. Unless you're one of those 'anything goes' type of prints. Then it don't matter if you started out with ear-bleed gabber, so long as you eventually come around to minimal deep-tech.

Suntrip was pretty clear about its original plans when it launched two decades ago: psy trance for the old goa heads, before all the full-on and prog changed the scene around them. And while they were mostly able to meet their manifesto out the gate, there were still a few 'wild' years before they properly purified their product. Seeing Aes Dana on their first ever compilation Apsara was odd enough, but shortly after that came this little outlier of an album, Ka-Sol's Fairytale.

So this is dark psy. Maybe not as demented and twisted as the genre can go, but definitely on that “creepy, mischievous things lurking in the woods at night” tip. Like, you already get that vibe from the cover art - less traditional psychedelic, more ancient European folklore. As I recall, there were quite a few chaps from the Scandinavian lands pumping out forest trance as much as prog-psy, and Mr. Lundström could have found a home on any number of labels supporting the stuff.

For some reason though, he wandered the wilds, only contributing tracks here and there over the years, before landing on Suntrip. A strange pairing, perhaps one made out of convenience: Ka-Sol needed a place to release an album, and Suntrip needed product to get their print established. Having already provided a track to the aforementioned Apsara (and among the best tracks that compilation had to offer), it made sense giving him the green light on a full-length record. Sure, Fairytale would end up sounding unlike little else in Suntrip's catalogue until the wa-a-ay later Carpe Noctum compilation, but how was anyone to know that's how things would shake out for the foreseeable future?

Anyhow, Fairytale is a solid slice of dark psy, though I can't help but feel it stands out more because of its stark contrast with the rest of Suntrip's discography. There's even a concession to the goa brigade here, in that as the album plays out, the psychedelic derangement slowly subsides, such that by the end, we're getting into more traditional forms of trance. Or is this meant to capture that transitional point of an outdoor party, where the night has given way to the first rays of dawn? Given Ka-Sol's rep' for live performances, probably so.

Various - Fabric 28: Wiggle

Fabric: 2006

In some ways, it's remarkable this CD took so long to appear on my Fabric On A Budget list. It's an edition that seemed destined for the bargain bin, a name only the most ardent of Fabric faithful would be familiar with. When you've built your DJ mix series brand on featuring recognizable names from across the house and techno spectrum, most folks will come away with only confused glances of who 'Wiggle' is.

Right, you, oh tech-house disciple of yore', may know this is a reference to the Terry Francis' label of the same name, one that was celebrating a decade of existence when fabric 28 was released. It wasn't a major print though, and kinda' petered out shortly after. Some would argue the label was just the side-hustle, that it was the club nights with the Wiggle brand being featured that was the real attraction. Among particular house heads in the UK, I can believe that, but something tells me folks across waters weren't so hep to what was going on in the underground of merry ol' London, especially when tech-house was becoming quite the mainstream club thing as the mid-'00s rolled on.

From my lofty vantage point eighteen years on, however, fabric 28 feels more like a stop-gap of a set. As this is technically a Terry Francis set (did Nathan Coles contribute? Liner notes are unclear), it marks another instance of a returning Fabric alum, Terry having done the second release in the series after Craig Richards. Why go back an already tapped well when I'm sure there were plenty of other worthy candidates waiting in the wings for a crack at Fabric? Oh, right, that ten year anniversary thing of the Wiggle brand. Well sure, I guess that's an excuse for the label in having an off-month.

I really shouldn't be so nitpicky on the reasons for a Wiggle set though, because gosh darn it, at least it's a proper tech-house set. That may seem glib, but y'gotta' remember when this came out: 2006, the height of the minimal era. Indeed, Wiggle is surrounded by an Audion set and a Tiefscharz set, both of which I've covered, and capturing the minimal trend at its most trendiest. None of that plink-plonk-hiss nonsense is heard here though, with some basslines that actually make your hips wiggle. Yeah, there are portions where the vibe goes a little deeper, or things strip back so a vocal or acid line can shine, but that's all part and parcel of the ebb and flow for a set such as this. Not really peak-time, but definitely a solid warm-up for the headliner.

Unfortunately, that's likely why fabric 28 remains one of the most forgotten of the early sets of Fabric's legacy. A very meat-n-potatoes CD, released when folks expected tunes and sounds on the cutting edge of clubland. Okay, it also didn't help this was some of Fabric's ugliest cover art to date. Would you impulse-buy something sneering at you like that?

Quantic - An Announcement To Answer

Tru Thoughts: 2006

I've known about Mr. Holland's Quantic project for a very long time now, even if it's only for a single track. It's a humdinger of tune, mind you, Time Is the Enemy capturing those same rugged-yet-blissed trip-hop vibes DJ Shadow made so immaculate on Endtroducing. Not that the bulk of William's music is in similar vein, which may be why I've long put off scoping out any more of his work beyond one song. You know how it goes with expectations, yo'. However, while perusing a Discogs seller's wares, I noticed this particular Qauntic album among their options, and figured now (then) was as good as any time to finally get something from the man, even if I knew nothing about his extended catalogue.

And quite extended it does reach, Mr. Holland releasing music to this day. What I find fascinating about it though, is how he's stuck with the same label through it all, Tru Thoughts. Some folks may know the print as the same one that Bonobo broke out on, indeed he and Quantic among the earliest acts getting the ball rolling for them. However, Simon Green saw, erm, greener pastures in hooking up with Ninja Tune, and while William's sampledelic acid jazz and trip-hop would have also fit snuggly among the Ninja roster, he instead stayed true to Tru.

But maybe Quantic felt some sort of tug and allure for that label, as the opening track in An Announcement To Answer, Absence Heard, Presence Felt, features the mournful strings of a traditional Oriental ditty, while a little soul-jazz rhythm grooves along and a sample name-drops New York City. And you know who else is known for such music? That's right, The RZA, who's chop-socky stylings also harken to Orientalism, which included a fascination for ninjas! Oh come on, even I'm not so stupid to make so strained a link as that, am I?

Anyhow, the second titular cut is an electro swing jam before electro swing ever got coined as something folks would call such loopy, jazzy tunes, but long after acid jazz was still in use. Sabor could too, but has too many Latin jazz influences to ever be considered electro swing, truly the whitest of all the jazz-dance genres.

Oh yeah, the Latin influences definitely dominate this album, even more than the New York City ones. In fact, Lord Discogs lists An Announcement To Answer as among the most collected records of descarga, something of a freeform jam variant of Cuban jazz. I assume this isn't a highly collected genre of music, mostly because much of it was made during the '50s through the '70s, so finding vintage vinyl of the stuff is rather rare. Figures a plunderphonic chap like Quantic would have ample amounts to craft an album out of, though he does bring in proper musicians too.

Still, this is a surprisingly brisk album, clocking in at under forty minutes. Methinks I'll need more than this to satisfy my Quantic interest longterm.

Lucette Bourdin - Raven's Dream

Fantasy Enhancing: 2006/2021

We're still in 'early works' era of Ms. Bourdin with this one, Raven's Dream her third released album. Almost immediately, my 'New Age' triggers are flaring, that title the sort of thing you'd expect to be accompanied with some Arizona Native chants or Peruvian pan-flutes. And raven caws, plenty of raven caws, echoing across Grand Canyon walls, invoking images of flaming red sunsets against desert skies. Okay, I'm mostly just detailing the original cover art Lucette painted for this album, but the point stands. Naturalistic settings of ancient times is a tried and true New Age concept, and while Ms. Bourdin's brand of ambient has generally kept things on this side of the Great Eno Divide, it wouldn't take much for things to switch into saccharine either.

Opener Raven's Heart certainly makes a case for this, um, being the case. The synths are rather flowy and melancholy, less the abstract sonic padding much of Lucette's ambient has offered me thus far. There's also a lightly echoing thud in the distance, putting quite the fine point on this being the sound of a beating heart. Again, not out-and-out New Age music, though adding some typical field recordings like crickets or babbling brooks would seal the deal.

Raven's Heart is quite short, only three and a half minutes, and we're off into more familiar Lucette Bourdin territory on follow-up Airborne. Synth pads that gently weave and caress your cochlea, letting your headspace just drift above, a bit of a subdued rhythmic pulse underneath lending the piece to the realms of dub. With fourteen minutes of sonic space to just let the track play as needed, yeah, this is the vibe I've come to appreciate most from Ms. Bourdin.

Then River Song snaps us back to New Age territory, with overt, bright synths, piano and... oh, yep there it is, the field recordings I suspected would be heard. I mean, it's still a pleasant little number, just quite obvious in its presentation is all. Still, no word from the titular raven. I'm kinda' surprised we haven't heard a single caw yet.

The last two tracks are of the twenty minute-plus variety, the final one getting quite close to the thirty minute mark (still not Lucette's longest track though). Forest Lullaby does feature crickets, though the sound seems manipulated, sampled, digitized, and coerced into a steady rhythm of its own. The rest is mostly synth ambience played in a rather loose, free style, more about melodic journey than sonic wallpaper. Oh, and some random bird chatter too, but still no raven caw. Dammit, when are we gonna' hear a raven caw?

Two minutes into that last track, for the record - as it's also the titular track, I sure hope so! All kidding aside, this is another lovely, if lengthy, slice of gentle ambient music, the raven only making a sporadic cameo. Good thing too, because my Gods, have you heard how their ornery cousins, the crows, go on? I sure have.

Lucette Bourdin - Oceanic Space

Dark Duck Recordings/Fantasy Enhancing: 2006/2021

We're not quite done with Ms. Bourdin just yet. I mean, obviously not, since I'm only half-way through a twenty CD box-set, but in this recent clutch of reviews, she's taken up quite the bundle of them, the sixth out of the last ten. Fret not, folks, for this will be it for a while now, at least until we hit the 'R's ...I think. To be honest, I keep forgetting just how many there are. Seems every time I figure there's a gap, *boop*, suddenly, another Lucette album.

That certainly happened here, Oceanic Space. To be fair, it is something of a 'blink and you'll miss it' outing. There's only three tracks, making it Ms. Bourdin's shortest album in that regard. However, they're lo-o-ong tracks, Space taking up over twenty-five minutes of your time, and Ocean a whopping twenty-eight and a half minutes. Opener The Beginning, by comparison, runs a 'brisk' nine minutes, and believe me, does it breeze on by. How weird that our sense of passing time can do that, eh?

But hey, just because some ambient music pushes the half-hour mark doesn't mean nothing happens. Plenty of sonic twists and turns can occur in such an excursion, right? Sure, if that's the sort of ambient you're composing for said piece. As should be abundantly clear by now though, Lucette generally engages with the more meditative, droning sort of ambient. And while I've heard her take some interesting paths in such lengthy compositions, those have mostly come from later albums, wherein she's had time to hone her musical craft. According to the order of which these CDs come in her retrospective box-set, Oceanic Space is her second LP, and, well, you can kinda' hear it too.

The Beginning is a nice enough opener, spacey synths gliding along sine waves in such a manner that treads the line between classic ambient and New Age music. There definitely is a bit of the ol' Fax+ vibe to this one, so maybe that association germinated with fans of Namlook's label started much earlier than I suspected. And again, I'm surprised that, despite its nine-minute run-time, it seemingly plays out in quick fashion. Maybe my brain just wanted it to go on for longer. The fade-out certainly hints at something more on the horizon, subtly tugged away just as you're getting warmed to it.

Space gently sets off with tranquil pad work, gradually layering more tones as the piece progresses. Once the elements are all in play, however, it doesn't really go anywhere, Lucette content in letting things play out as her muse sees fit. Again-again, this would be fine for a shorter piece – say, a dozen minutes or so – but at nearly half an hour, tends to slip into background noodling for its own sake. Same goes for Ocean, an even subtler piece in its use in harmonic tones. It's fine for ambient of this nature, but doesn't do much to stand out from an overcrowded field either.

Lucette Bourdin - The Mystery Of The Midnight Sun

Fantasy Enhancing: 2006/2021

Oh, did y'all forget I still have a whole box-set of Lucette Bourdin? It's certainly been a spell since I last covered anything from Retrospective Box Set (2005 – 2017). Glimpses, Vol. 1 was back in May, but that's technically a remix album from Stephen Philips. No, we have to go all the way back to March, the double-feature of Drum-atic Atmospheres and Drum Repercussions, for some actual Lucette originals covered on this here blog. That's literally two seasons ago! (note: ignore the too-warm October I'm currently sitting through – it's supposed to be Autumn, not Fire-Season August)

Considering I started covering this collection almost a year ago, it's been slow going getting through all twenty CDs, to say the least. Don't worry though, I'll be doubling that coverage in short order, starting with this here Mystery Of The Midnight Sun. Ooh, that's something of a foreshadow, isn't it? Like, what region of the world could even have a midnight sun?

This is one of Lucette's earlier albums, before her breakout of... Erm, I'm not sure she really had a breakout, per se. At least, not in a traditional music industry fashion. I just assume Rising Fog is something of the sort, given it got the remix album treatment and all. Regardless, this one came out before, thus making it the earliest album of hers I've covered yet. Not the earliest though, there's still some in her discography from way-er back.

Before we can uncover the enigma of a Sol sighting in the twilight hours, we must take a Voyage Beyond The Five Planets. Wait, only five? Well, yeah, if you're only going by what's typically observable in the night sky. For much of human history, we've only known of five planets, the very concept of Earth being a 'wanderer' completely alien to the masses. Plus, it wasn't until precise astronomic study of orbital mechanics that the notion of more existing beyond our basic sight was even conceived. In a nutshell, Ms. Bourdin is conjuring thoughts and sentiments of venturing beyond that which we can observe, and for a tranquil piece of ambient synth pad and timbre such as this, it's a fitting mood.

By comparison, the titular follow-up is surprisingly short and almost desolate, though not without its own tranquility too – it really can't be helped with ambient drone of this nature. My Life With Bach gets quirkier with a burbly synth rhythm, playing about with higher-pitched synth tones like intertwined rope chords. There is something of a Baroque feel to it, the sort of piece you could easily imagine being performed just as easily on a grand organ.

The Mystery Of The Midnight Sun closes out with a twenty-six minute long drone 'n' reverb piece, Dream Traveler, synths sliding along flowing pads in a lucid fashion. I thought this was the longest Lucette composition I'd yet heard, but no, that still goes to the near thirty-minute long Memories Of Acoma. Ancient Memories indeed.

Circle Of Pines - Dark Water Pond

Dark Winter/Neotantra: 2006/2019

When Neotantra first sprung up, I didn't think it'd include re-issues. The original Dark Water Pond came out some thirteen years ago, a seemingly lost digital release on a somewhat forgotten dark ambient net label. Not that Dark Winter doesn't have its share of recognizable names, but this is the sort of story you might expect out of Reverse Alignment or Dronarivm, not Neotantra. What gives?

At first I figured Circle Of Pines was somehow connected to Lee Norris, since everything tends to come back to him with his labels. Sleuthing about Discogs, however, I couldn't find any significant links. Consisting of Nathan Larson (manager of Dark Winter) and Seetyca, the duo only released a few albums under this alias, one of which ended up on one of those ...txt Nagual collections. Yes, the full album, Insistence Of Memory a single long-form composition, which fits easily when your physical release is a memory stick. That itself was something of a re-issue too, first appearing on Atmoworks seven years prior to Nagual 2. That is the only connection I can find linking Circle Of Pines to Lee Norris, and not a solid one at that since Lee never appeared on that label. Some associates and shared-label chaps have though (ISHQ, Vir Unis, Steve Brand), so there's that connection. It's the only one I can find, but who knows, maybe someone at Neotantra just really, really, really vibes on that Circle Of Pines stylee.

I should get more into who's behind this project, but honestly, I'd be here forever. While Nathan's released a fair chunk of material as Bunk Data and Samsa through his own Dark Winter, Seetyca has been relentless. Lord Discogs lists over eighty items to his name, and that's not even getting into side-projects like Serifenlose and International Spaceweather Orchestra (cool name, that). Okay, there isn't that much more, but geez'it, look at all those collaborations too. Dude's a busy-body, is what I'm sayin'.

Enough of all that. How is Dark Water Pond, and if it is indeed dark ambient, how can it possibly fit in with the drone glitch and ambient techno a Lee Norris label typically peddles? Well, if the title alone doesn't put you into an appropriate mood, opener Lichen Ritual definitely will. There's all the hallmarks of vintage dark ambient: sombre melody played at low volume, omnipresent drone creating a sense of claustrophobia, creepy field recordings echoing off caverns or catacombs. Are we sure this isn't a Cryo Chamber outing?

Pretty sure, as lengthy track Down To The Dreamy Sky features bleepy noises closer in kin to techno than gothic horror. Zerfrorenes Glas has a dubby synth echoing from the distance. Final piece Fissures feels more angelic than oppressive. Hey, it's something.

Nay, Dark Water Pond is a dark ambient album through and through, and good on Neotantra's risk taking so early in its life-cycle. Be interesting to hear just how far off the traditional 'Lee Norris Label' mould they may go.

Amon Amarth - With Oden On Our Side

Metal Blade Records: 2006

This is Amon Amarth's best album, if Sputnikmusic is anything to go by, the Swedish death metal band's only 4/5 as rated by the userbase. Mind, it's not by much, inching out over Twilight Of The Thunder God and Versus The World by a mere 0.1 each. Plus, how accurate can an online community rating system be? I'll grant I have more faith in the general consensus of long time metal fans over, say, fresh-faced trance fans, but these things can get a little screwy with review bombing and whatnot. Still, reading the discourse in those review threads leads me to believe I can trust these opinions, especially with over 1,500 folks contribute the rating.

I mentioned in the previous Amon Amarth review that this period in the band's output is considered Peak Amon, and I can hear why. Stylistically, there isn't much difference between this and Twilight ..., released two years apart. Listening to these back to back, I can tell this is the sound of a group that have figured out exactly what their style is, what themes they want to explore, and are in perfect sync as musicians to do so. In fact, if you were to do a blind test and mix songs from either album up, you'd probably think they were all from the same record. I admit I wouldn't have known the difference, but hey, that's why I'm taking a little extra time in digesting these things. There are differences though.

The first thing I noticed is the dreaded Cookie Monster growl isn't so prominent. Sure, it's there – death metal just can't help itself – but Johan Hegg doesn't go to the absolute bowel-decibel levels as frequently as he does in Twilight.... This lets me take Amon Amarth's brand of Viking metal a little more ...seriously? What a weird thing to say.

Also, and this may come as a shock, the topics covered in this album are different compared to the latter. You'd think Viking metal would have an incredibly narrow niche of themes, with almost no room for variation, and you'd be mostly right. That doesn't mean a band can't explore those specific things to the nth degree, however. Twilight..., for instance, most dealt with mythological stuff, whereas With Oden... focuses mostly on the sorts of shenanigans the Earth-realm mortals were getting up into, far and wide from the lands of the Rus to the isle of the Irish. Y'know, the pillaging and the warfare and the glory of victory and all that gory rot. Okay, not always 'glory of victory', as Rune To My Memory details the final thoughts of a warrior dying on the battlefield, but mostly. There's no reinterpretation of Gods Of War Arise though, wherein Johan bluntly goes on about setting fires to churches, 'honourably' slaughtering those who stand and fight while enslaving the survivors and making off with their gold. It was tough times, y'see. Don't worry though, they'll get what's coming when the Mongols arrive.

Various - Balance 010: Jimmy Van M (Original TC Review)

EQ Recordings: 2006

(2020 Update:
Wow, doing 2020 updates now... that's crazy. Ahem..

Jimmy and Chris Fortier were pretty much my favorite 2nd tier prog house/trance jocks, so it's funny that their triple-CD offerings for the Balance series ended up having opposite effects on me. Whereas I only liked and returned to CD3 of Fortier's set, I've never returned to CD3 of Jimmy's set (and vice-versa with the other discs). However, whereas I've come around to Fortier's other mixes, re-listening to CD3 here only reaffirms just how much these prog-house guys struggled finding their way in the wave of minimal's trendy dominance.

Still, credit due to Mr. van M, paving the way for all those future Balance releases where eclecticism was celebrated. True, it got a little out of hand, such that the series felt obligated to return to more traditional DJ mix CD outings, but... eh, we'll get there when we get there. For now, I'll simply admit having serious bias to these mixes over the others, in that half the track selection here could have come from my own collection of music.)

IN BRIEF: A mix for electronic music fans by an electronic music fan.

Jimmy Van M is one of those DJs who, despite being in the business for several years, never quite moved beyond underground darling status. While often tapped by Sasha and Digweed to be their warm-up act on tours, his profile has consistently remained stuck in the trenches of clubland while the superstars grab the spotlight.

Still, Jimmy earned him a loyal following that has given him the freedom to explore DJing avenues some would consider counter-productive to creating a larger profile. Take his first official DJ mix. When Ministry Of Sound tapped him for the debut American version of their popular Trance Nation series, ol’ M delivered to them a trance set that was a far cry from the style UK runner Ferry Corsten was compiling. It was, as the old schoolers of the time termed it, “proper trance”, a prog trance set that could have given the heavyweights a run for their money. Of course, for a series known for its epic anthems, this just wouldn’t do and it wasn’t the best way to make a first impression on the masses. Small surprise the follow-up Trance Nation America featured Corsten clone George Acosta and Top 40 favorite ATB.

Perhaps going against the grain was the point though. Jimmy’s style hints at being a music lover first and a DJ second, and the constraint often imposed on DJs by major labels would definitely be unappealing. It seems the Balance series has come along and offered him the freedom of a mix he desires.

So what we have here is an eclectic collection of music spanning nearly two decades, all arranged into three differing discs. Anyone with a passing familiarity with electronic music should recognize a number of these tracks - heck, even steady readers of this website will notice a few (Bill Laswell, Boards Of Canada, Peter Benisch, and others scattered about). Given the amount of time covered, Balance 010 may look like a Back To Mine or Choice collection rather than a current DJ mix, but Jimmy’s arrangement is silky smooth. Tracks sometimes separated by a decade flow together with remarkable skill. As for the details of each disc, they display very unique personalities which fit their tempos.

The most diverse of the lot is the Downtempo Mix. Sets like this one are tricky to pull off, in that the listener’s attention can easily wander when listening to chill music. And even if the strength of individual tracks keeps it from becoming wallpaper muzak, a downtempo set can still lack cohesion if one tries to compile it like a typical dance set; this is music meant to chill out to. So what Jimmy has done here is created a set that dwells on one style for a bit, then moves onto a different style through a bridging bit of ambiance. Dubby world music, psychedelic chill, loungy acid jazz, and avant garde pop all have moments to hold the stage. Because each segment typically runs for only a couple tracks before an ambient interlude leaves it behind, the tempos on this disc wildly vary, which greatly helps keep your attention to see where the mix will take you next. Listening to M’s arrangement of these songs is like floating along a dreamy river where, just when you feel like you’ve gotten a handle on the scenery around you, the landscape morphs into something unexpected yet fits with what came before.

In case the loose nature of the Downtempo Mix has you fearing the others are going to be like that, worry not: the Midtempo Mix tightens things up considerably.

Oh, not all at once, mind you. The opening bit of the second disc displays the same amount of genre-jumping as the first, going from Miles Tilmann’s intelligent techno offerings into something more ethereal and organic for a couple tracks afterwards (including the haunting oldie Blue Bell Knoll from Cocteau Twins - now there’s something unexpected in a ‘dance’ mix!). Jimmy returns us to the intelligent techno after this diversion, although it isn’t the glitchy noise-fest the term IDM has become associated with. Most of it is the mellow grooving sort that would often be found on plenty of ambient techno compilations from the early '90s. Heck, Aphex Twin’s Delphium was on such compilations. There’s a fair deal of newer material within this lot though, including some super-rare material from Adam Johnson: the bottom-heavy track Kriegspiel is definitely a highlight here.

Towards the end of the Midtempo Mix, Jimmy smoothly moves us from the techno into territory he’s more known for: prog house. There’s only a few tracks to gorge on here, but each easily fits the within the mix’s dark, groovy futuristic theme. Also, one might find playing the full fifteen minutes of Underworld’s remix of Cool Kids Of Death cheeky, but given the fact the track manages to hold your interest for the duration is a testament to that group’s songcraft prowess.

And now the third disc. The Uptempo Mix... well, uptempo when compared to the other two. The BPM doesn’t get much higher than the mid-130s, which, for a DJ known mostly for prog house, is about par for the course.

Here, Jimmy keeps things current. Every track is from the year 2006 and not a moment earlier. Because this is more of a representation of what you might hear at a club rather than something for at home, this mix doesn’t display anywhere near the diversity of the other two. The quick and easy lump term for it would probably be (cringe) ‘minimal,’ but aside from a few early tracks, M remains within tech house’s territory... and prog house, I guess, since that genre’s been borrowing elements of tech and minimal lately. Ah, hell. Since there’s generous influences from many other styles of music lurking in this tech house mix (trance, tribal, acid, electro), let’s just call this style “...Except-The-Kitchen-Sink House.” Or, like so many others, minimal tech-house. Argh! I’m going bleary eyed with all these adjectives! Anyhow, this is mostly tech house with prog influences, and despite having the Uptempo header, is quite low-key in its delivery. Things do groove along nicely for the most part and there’s a good acid peak-out moments in the middle courtesy of Tom Pooks’ Docker, but as with much of this kind of music, it makes better sense on the dancefloor or while doing something active than sitting back at home.

The particulars out of the way, I suppose I should answer the big question: is this edition of the Balance series worth your money if you happen to own a number of these tracks elsewhere. The strength of Jimmy’s mix (any good DJ’s, really) is in taking tracks dedicated trainspotters are familiar with and putting them into a set where they can take on a new context. Hell, I never would have imagined Delphium would have worked as a perfect segue into prog house, yet M pulls it off with ease here (as just one example of many available). However, the Uptempo Mix doesn’t quite live up the expectations set out by the first two, so Balance 010 doesn’t get the super high marks a top notch DJ mix would normally earn.

In spite of this, Jimmy’s offering for the Balance series is a worthy pick up for electronic music lovers. The first two discs will easily remind you why you fell in love with this music in the first place, and the third is a decent bonus to groove on.

Written by Sykonee for TranceCritic, 2006. All rights reserved.

Hot Chip - The Warning

EMI: 2006

I can't look at this album and not think of a totally different release called The Warning. This particular Warning is a classic tech-step cut from Grooverider, operating under his Codename John alias, released on Metalheadz at the peak of tech-step's dominance. With its spacious sonics, flanged-out surf sounds, low-riding rhythms, and bass reverberating from the depths of oceanic halls, it's a perfect mood setter for a session of prop'ah underground t'ings. Oh, and a repeated vocal of “This is... the warning”, forever lodging itself inside your brain, such that you can't see any other iteration of “the warning” without having that voice saying it for you.

Not that Hot Chip could have known this when they named their sophomore album The Warning (are any of them closet junglists?). Like, the titular song opens with twinkly bells and twee electro-pop rhythms, about as far removed from the rugged 'n' ruff jungle scene as one can ever get. To say nothing of Alexis Taylor's gentle croon at total odds with an ominous sampled voice. Still, there's something to be said for the unnerving way they calmly sing the chorus here: “Hot Chip will break your legs; Snap off your head.” And you know they will too!

Anyhow, I've been meaning to get back into Hot Chip, as the occasional replay of Made In The Dark leaves me yearning to hear more of the group's electro-pop disco-punk palette. I just can't bring myself to revisit One Life Stand though, for reasons I needn't bring up here (damn you, 2010). If I can't go forward, then I must go backward, to the record that truly broke the five-piece out from indie obscurity into... well, indie stardom at least. Despite the DFA association, it'd still be a little longer before dance music followers truly caught onto them (*cough*).

So The Warning, the album that basically cemented what we'd expect to hear out of Hot Chip forever after. The record that fuses so many idiosyncratic musical genres into a charming electro-soup. The LP that let every indie rag flex their name-dropping ability of all the various other bands Hot Chip reminded them of. I kinda' want to avoid doing that, but I honestly understand why they initially did. Very few sounded like what Hot Chip were doing, including Hot Chip themselves. By now though, their style is so distinct, I can easily say, “Yeah, it's a Hot Chip album, from back in the day,” and y'all know exactly what that sounds like. Makes for a poor review on my part though, doesn't it.

I think the trouble I'm having with The Warning is it hasn't quite sunk into me yet, lacking the immediacy Made In The Dark had. This is for the better though, as I'm quite certain I'll get more out of this record the more I return to it. And I will return to it indeed. Just, um, after some other music I need to hear is dealt with first.

Utada Hikaru - Ultra Blue

Eastworld: 2006

(a Patreon Request from Philoi)

Now that I've gotten the boggles out of my mind regarding the juggernaut of a commercial success that is Utada Hikaru's music career, I can do a deeper dive into one of her albums. Eh, I left out her attempts at breaking through in America? For sure there was an attempt, almost immediately after the release of Deep Blue in fact. How could her brand not want to replicate that fame on this side of the Pacific? Surely folks in the U.S. of A. would look past her ethnic origins and appreciate the music- BWAHAAHAHA!!! Oh man, I couldn't even finish it! They certainly did all they could trying though, what with Island Def Jam getting Timbaland at the producer's console. I suppose Exodus debuting at 160 on the Billboard was okay for a mostly unknown foreign talent but yeah, small wonder she returned to Japan after this. For a 'foreign produced' record though, album did gangbusters in her native land. Obviously it did.

Ultra Blue is the Japanese album Hikaru released in the wake of her American expenditure, and boy are the English influences ever still present, a track list almost entirely in that language. In fact, of the twelve songs, only three use kanji. Another three do that funny Japanese thing where they capitalize the whole title (BLUE, COLORS, WINGS), as though they're so hype for the song, they just gotta' shout it at the top of their lungs. But yeah, the rest are all conventional English titles: Be My Last, One Night Magic, Keep Tryin', This Is Love, Making Love. Oh, and this CD is 'thicc', yo', one of the fattest jewel cases I've ever held. Nothing but the most luxurious booklet paper for Utada Hikaru!

There's also more English in the songs themselves, though mostly in the choruses, Hikaru often flipping between languages even mid-line. I remain dumb-founded that folks, of any ethnicity, can pull that off (work with some carrying conversations fluently flipping from English to Punjabi). Judging by the titles though, most of the lyrics deal with the usual love topics R&B and pop settle on, and as my Japanese remains pathetically weak, I've no clue how deep or profound Hikaru's words are. She's certainly emotive enough to carry a tune though.

And yet, Ultra Blue was apparently one of her weakest selling albums, with a slightly more electronic tinge to the music not quite vibing with her massive audience. Which is weird to me because this all sounds like the same super-slick polished pop cribbing contemporary influences I've heard from mainstream markets for decades. A little Latin in One Night Magic, a little trip-hop in 海路, a little... UK urban in COLORS? Okay, maybe not as indebted to American R&B as her earlier output, but not so blatantly Japanese as I expect of most j-pop either. Was it simply not enough of either? Well, if there's anything I wouldn't call Ultra Blue, it's vanilla. Now rose, there's a flavour that's apt.

DJ Shadow - The Outsider

Universal Records: 2006

(a Patreon Request)

Above all else, you could not mistake DJ Shadow's third album as being released at any point other than 2006. There's a line about Dick Cheney shooting a guy! That's, like, soooo 2006, man! I guess all the hyphy tracks kinda' date this album too. Yeah, the Bay Area sound massively caught on the following decade, which some may argue is in favour of The Outsider for being that ahead of the game, but let's be real here. No one was turning to DJ Shadow for hot new sounds of San-Fran hip-hop in the year 2006, nor any time before or after. They were turning to DJ Shadow for his unique, seminal take on sampling, turntablism, and trip-hop, somehow expecting he'd ride that Endtroducing..... style forever after. Mr. Davis knew what was what though, hangin' out with dudes like Turf Talk and E-40, and was more than willing to gamble on their sounds, needing something new and fresh lest he grow stale as an artist.

It could have worked. As mentioned, hyphy was blossoming in the world of hip-hop, riding the same wave of frenetic, synth-heavy, party rockin' rap that had turned crunk and grime into huge movements in their regions. It would have been a shock to the DJ Shadow faithful, no doubt, but at least they would understand the abrupt change of sound, and maybe even vibe on it based on the genre's own merits. Unfortunately, DJ Shadow didn't commit to it, instead book-ending The Outsider with a half-dozen hyphy tracks, creating a drastic tonal clash with all the far more musical efforts within the record's creamy centre.

Even without the hyphy, The Outsider could generously be considered overly eclectic. Let's assume you skipped all the way past the David Banner featuring Seein Thangs (whoa, David Banner feature; it's 2006 alright), instead kicking things off with Broken Levee Blues. Cool, some guitar jamming and little spoken-word dialog. Nice an' chill, yo', still capturing that vintage DJ Shadow smooth downtempo- HOLY SHIT! How did we smash right into thrashy speed-punk from that? I'm spazzin' out here! Gotta' love it, and it looks like we're getting into some freaky psychedelic jazz-funk action in Backstage Girl after. So it's gonna' be this kinda' album then.

Nope! A little score work in Triplicate / Something Happened That Day, and suddenly we're into the domain of indie rock, complete with a Brit warbler who's not Chris Martin, but sure sounds like him. And let's not forget the psychedelic folk from Christina Carter in What Have I Done, because Joanna Newsom was a thing in 2006, I guess? Is this even a DJ Shadow album anymore? What is this album? Oh yeah, that one with the hyphy in it. I'd forgotten it started that way, but here's a couple such closers as reminders.

No wonder Mr. Davis called this album The Outsider. It sounds like an artist trying to fit in various musical scenes with nothing in common other than having an interloper playing in their respective sandboxes.

Swayzak - Avantgarde // Serieculture

Avantgarde: 2006

For a while, this was thought of as the Lost Swayzak Album, a collection of original tunes that never saw a proper release. For sure it looks legit, a sturdy digipak with two CDs and spiffy liner notes detailing the London duo's history. Lacking a barcode, however, makes Avantgarde // Serieculture more a fancy promo, though what it's promoting, I haven't a clue. A new label called Avantgarde? This is its only release (so sayeth Lord Discogs), so if it was made to launch it, that failed.

Best I can tell, Avantgarde // Serieculture is little more than a fun collectible Swayzak was handing out while on an American-side tour. I know this because they handed out a copy to me during their Vancouver show. Recollection's fuzzy now, but after seeing them down at the Lotus Sound Lounge (R.I.P., best underground Vancouver club ever), I started chatting with them behind the DJ booth, as one is wont to do when having a drunken buzz going. Throughout my gabbing, David Brown (I think it was David Brown) handed me one of these, to which I probably said I'd do an online review of it for TranceCritic, because I distinctly recall him saying this wasn't an item for commercial review, just a promo. Funny how certain things stick with you like that.

In any event, what I get out of the original tracks on Avantgarde is a collection of tunes that just couldn't fit on Swayzak's more commercial leaning albums. This is some downright minimal, abstract tech-house here, though done in such a spacious, dubby style, I'm rather enraptured by all the clicky noises, warbly woodwinds, echoing piano tones, and glitchy sonic fuzz. Still, most of these are at best transitional tunes in a proper LP, so I can understand why they were relegated to a b-side option such as this. They did eventually appear on a Japanese-only release as part of Serieculture, which is technically Swayzak's last album, but that's the extent of their exposure.

Another item on here that could never have appeared on their regular albums is Subway Travel, a half-hour long concept composition of ever evolving deep tech-house grooves, minimalist looping synth dubs, fuzzy field recordings, and all that good stuff you'd associate with ambient dub's early days. I also don't know if Subway Travel has ever been officially re-released – unlike the other tracks, it doesn't appear on the Swayzak Bandcamp page. Does make Avantgarde // Serieculture worth seeking out for.

CD2 features a DJ mix as presented by the Swayzak Soundsystem, which was handled by frequent collaborator Roger 23. In keeping with the minimalist click-haus vibe of CD1's tracks, this are a deep, serious set of Room 3 vibes, names like Virgo, Africans With Mainframes, Matthew Johnson, Schubert, Shockt, and Zweikarater making up the track list. It's fine for what it is, though I still rate Swayzak's Groovetechnolgy v1.3 well above this. Hm, wonder how that fabric mix fares. Have yet to hear that.

U-Recken - Aquatic Serenade (Original TC Review)

Dooflex: 2006

(2019 Update:
Haha, I was such a chronic back in the day, wasn't I? There I go, smoking d'at dank kush, all for the means of a review that I assumed few people would read because really, who'd care about Yet Another Full-On producer in Israel's overcrowded scene? Oh, wait, a lot of you, apparently. Uh, didn't see that coming, all the hits this review received on TranceCritic. Not to mention just how much some folks are willing to pay for this on the Discogs market. Like, I knew this was generally well regarded at the time, but didn't think it'd be a superstar launch or anything. I could hear the potential though, Yaniv's songcraft at creating psy trance with some intelligence and skill behind it. He just needed refinement, or at least an editor, someone to shake off the useless fluff he littered so many of his tracks with.

And wouldn't you know it, he seems to have taken the advice I offered here, even if he likely never read it. I checked out his latest album, 2017's Nothing Is Sacred, and most of the things I liked about Aquatic Serenade has been retained, with none of the naff randomness I found distracting. Just simple, spacey, morning psy vibes. Almost tempted to buy a proper copy.)


IN BRIEF: A full-on olive branch to goa? Perhaps...

The genre wars in the psy scene is probably at an all-time high. The old goa guard has been moaning over full-on’s raise to supremacy for most of the 21st Century, claiming it’s destroying psy’s initial spiritual connections in favor of clubbing appeal. To the old goa guard, I say this: welcome to the world of music.

No matter how hard some may try to protect and cultivate their scenes, electronic music has a way of being heard by outsiders: separate scensters, business opportunists, even those who don’t consider EDM ‘proper’ music. When this happens, it attracts new folks, and thus new ideas. Some stick and become new sub-genres, attracting even more new folks who dig the new sound over the old. I’m sure everyone knows what this leads to, so I won’t dwell on it.

Still, even if full-on is super-popular in psy strongholds like Israel and... um...er, other places (does psy have huge followings anywhere else?), if it doesn’t try to innovate or change its formula, it will suffocate on its own bloated self-worth. As much fun as driving rhythms and catchy psychedelic hooks can be, endless copycats only dilute the scene, leaving it to collapse from excessive weight.

Yaniv Ben-Ari may realize this. As U-Recken, he seems to show interest in crafting songs using the full-on template merely as the foundation rather than to get popular with the kids.

I know the term ‘subtle full-on’ sounds like an oxymoron but that’s honestly the feeling I get from Aquatic Serenade. Despite the trappings, there’s few moments that succumb to full-on’s clichés. The tracks have mellow, flowing synth melodies that guide you between typical wiggly, squiggly bursts of acid. In fact, with such attention paid to the melodies rather than the climaxes, I’d almost be inclined to say some tracks hold elements of goa rather than full-on.

A couple by-the-book tracks aside, the main thing that helps U-Recken distinguish himself are the rhythms. Yes, there’s plenty of full-on’s characteristic ‘duggita-duggita-duggita’ bassline throughout, but it doesn’t always dominate. Some tracks even forego it altogether (Pitch Of Mind being the most apparent example). Most of the time this happens when the standard bassline begins to overstay its welcome, making the differing basslines most welcome.

As with most psy trance, Yaniv fills his tracks with many hooks and sounds; one can sometimes hold more musical ideas than half an hour of an epic trance set. This seems to be the result of his improvisational approach to the tracks, and will often keep you guessing as to where he’s taking a song. It sounds like a good idea: unexpected surprises keeps music exciting if you crave diversity. Something seems amiss though, and I can’t quite put my finger on it. Fortunately, I have a handy aid which allows me to pay diligent attention to music in such emergencies like this.

Sykonee gets stoned; listens to Aquatic Serenade in such state. Eighty minutes pass...

...see, what I don’t get is why the Machines would send a Terminator back in the first place. Surely they would have realized if they had to send one back to kill Conner at all, that the T-800 failed. If he’d succeeded, there would be no Resistance to begin with. But then I suppose if they didn’t send the Terminator, the Resistance might spring up anyways. But then we’re just back to the illogical assumption sending a T-800 to the past if its mission was pre-determined to fa- Wait, what was I talking about again?

While listening to U-Recken’s debut under a THC haze, I find the biggest problem is it just doesn’t maintain its focus. A big number of tracks have wonderful little melodic or psychedelic moments (opener Lost Paradise, Tania being good examples), then are never heard from again. Various themes are often dropped after a good minute or so, and aren’t even revisited again later in the track. I don’t mind musical tangents in a song, but at least have some kind of unifying narrative, otherwise it can turn into a big mess of rando-

Wait, what was I talking about again?

I have to admit a part of me fears technology is slowly but surely taking over our humanity. I mean, just look at the most recent party trends of raving. Synthetic music; synthetic stimulants; synthetic lighting; hell, even the synthesizers are synthetic (word to laptop symphonies)! Maybe there won’t be any need for an apocalyptic war between man and machine; they’re already doing an excellent job of subverting us. Is it such a bad thing though? After all, if we as a species are ever to travel to the stars, we’re gong to have to rely on technology. Flapping our arms has proved fut-

Wait, what was I talking about again?

U-Recken can’t go eight bars without throwing in some random, superfluous sound effect or sample. It’s like, “Can’t have a moment’s breath; this is psy trance, and we gotta keep this baby chaotic!” Frankly, I tuned out most of these inconsequential fills very quickly, and primarily focused on the meat of the tracks. Of this meat, there’s some good and some bad, but de-

Wait, what was I talking about again?

Since all energy transfers from one state to another, where does the left-over energy generated by our body go when we die? I can see it slowly fading away as we get older, but what about quick deaths, like a bullet to the head? Our body is generating energy as always right up to that point (sometimes even more if adrenaline’s surging through your body), and I highly doubt a penetrating bullet sucks it all up. Is this why some people twitch after they die, as a means of releasing residual energy stored in the body? Or might it be that energy is what gives us our conscious thought, and when we die, that conscious thought moves on into other forms? Frankly, I’m too scared to find out for my-

Wait, what was I talking about again?

When U-Recken settles things down toward the latter half of Aquatic Serenade, the tracks start to show some tighter musicianship of which was lacking in the first half (opening track notwithstanding). Songs like The Other Side and Misery hold a definite themes together - even if the melodies aren’t always synced, at least the general atmosphere is. Normally, a melancholy mood is felt as we head into the final stretch of this album, which makes for an interesting contrast given full-on’s typical gung-ho approach. The self-titled downtempo closer to Aquatic Serenade is quite nice as well, ending on a gorgeous bit of singing from Slay (nope, don’t know who that is either).

Generally, Yaniv displays an interesting take with full-on. It’s a blessing and a curse though, as he creates some nice melodies and hooks but without the focus needed to make them enduring. You get the impression he has tons of smart ideas floating around in his head, and let them all out in a big burst of driving rhythms. With luck, his next offering will show more restraint. It’s already apparent in the latter half of Aquatic Serenade, so we know he has it within him.

Anyhow, time to raid the fridge.

Written by Sykonee for TranceCritic.com, 2007. © All rights reserved.

Chris Witoski - All In Line

nizmusic: 2006

I hummed and hawed a little over whether I should review this. I'm under no real obligation to, see, as this feels more like a glorified demo, or a high-profile localized release if I'm being generous. And while I've reviewed a couple such items here and there, they remain on the 'electronic' side of things, music that I at least advertise as being covered on this blog. This is a rock release though – or a heavy, electric-folk one – Chris Witoski a guitarist who's made a tidy career touring Vancouver pubs and bars performing solo material. He's also part of a band called SplitTRACT, but more often than not, I see his name as a solo gig, and have for nearly a decade now. What I find so surprising about this is he performs at just about any location, from big venues like the River Rock Casino, to little hole-in-the-wall joints in my neighbourhood. That's dedication to one's art, leaving no gig turned down, just for the chance to always be playing for an audience, even ones in the ass-end of Vancouver's suburbs (Marpole still better than Killarney!).

As should be obvious, I have this CD because I happened to see Mr. Witoski one time at a bar downtown. Didn't know who he was but I'm pretty sure I liked the covers he was playing. What happened next is a blur, maybe I drunkenly sauntered up to him between sets to ask if he knew any Neil Young (as I always do to dudes with guitars), and somehow ended up with one of his CDs in my hand. The rest of that night... ooh, God, memorable for all the wrong reasons. The sort of events that have you wondering what you're doing with your life, whether the people you live with are doing you wrong, if there's any escape or solution to the insanity that has been thrust upon you, if you should 'man up' and not sleep in the bed while she stubbornly continues to sleep on the couch... where was I again? Darn associative flashbacks.

My background in acoustic-rock of this nature remains very limited, but if I was to give a musical comparison to what I hear from Chris Witoski's All In Line, I'd have to go with Our Lady Peace or The Tea Party. No, I can't be less Canadian about those comparisons. Mind you, Mr. Witoski doesn't have the nasally pitch of Raine Maida or the baritone of Jeff Martin, Chris' voice a pleasant crooning mid-range with multi-tracking flourishes. I'm just going by the musical comparison there. And save some drumming from Bobby James, all the instrumentation (mostly acoustic guitar) is done by Witoski as well. Production is a little stiff, but it's not like we're dealing with a CBC studio release here. Just some tunes by a local guy, committing his passion to a physical format to share with other. Bro, you should take it to Bandcamp, get some chedda' for your efforts!

Hybrid - I Choose Noise

Distinct'ive Records: 2006

(a Patreon Request from Omskbird)

I Choose Noise is what I was expecting Morning Sci-Fi to sound like. Which is funny, because by the year 2006, I thought Hybrid was well onto their 'we are soundtrack composers now' stage. Like, I don't recall much promotion for I Choose Noise's singles. I'm sure tracks like Dogstar and Falling Down did well enough on the DJ circuit, but how represented your tunes are on compilations tends to signify actual popularity (yes, even in the mid-'00s), and if folks were mostly clamouring for a trend-whorish remix of an old single, well...

For those who'd been clamouring for another Wide Angle though, I Choose Noise finds Truman and Healings bringing the sophisticated songcraft back to the fore, with all the acoustic guitar interludes and orchestral arrangements some undoubtedly felt lacking in Morning Sci-Fi. Now, I liked the 'dumber' music of Morning Sci-Fi, but that's because I feel Hybrid are at their best when making 'dumb' music, utilizing their breakbeat science in ways my reptile brain interprets as transcendent (Live Angle still their best LP, no doubt).

And there are some of those wonderfully 'dumb' moments on I Choose Noise, including the titular cut, big aggressive beats boshing things out as an urgent string section wonderfully builds tension. Last Man Standing gets funkier with the breakbeat science, harking back to the days when such tunes were found aplenty and cyber-action movies of the late '90s – how odd to hear it in the year 2006, I wager. Hooligan Spirit dips its toes into boshing electo, as though the cyborg police are on the march for criminal hackers, and Dream Stalker gets Peter Hook back on the bass guitar for another smooth slice of progressive breaks that wouldn't sound out of place in a movie credit roll.

Ah, hm, y'know, I'm getting quite the sense of these tunes being written with films in mind. Hybrid had released a collection of music intended for potential movies the year prior (Scores), and while these are far denser in arrangement than simple background fodder, I can't say any real hook or melody latches on the same way older tunes have. Dogstar is a well crafted single, with all the things folks who love Hybrid come to enjoy (strong rhythms, strong lead singer, nice instrumentation, smart use of an orchestra), but Lord help me if I had to hum it to anyone. You'd think tunes like Falling Down or Until Tomorrow, with actual choruses, would have some sort of hook, but Hybrid's production smooths everything out into a dense wall-of-sound almost to a fault. At least I remember Choke for that weird bell tone over a trip-hop beat.

I Choose Noise ends on another big orchestral anthem of Just For Today, clearly trying to ape Wide Angle's climax of Finished Symphony. It doesn't quite hit the mark, but as a whole, I liked this album more, even if the individual tunes don't stick with me as much as Wide Angle's. Weird how that works sometimes.

Mahiane - Oxycanta

Ultimae Records: 2006

After years (a decade!) of ducking, dodging, denying, and diatribing, I've finally relinquished. Oh, you knew such a time would come wherein I'd go back on my word, my proclamation, my mantra. The ceaseless thrust of progress demands sacrifice, tossing the norms of old into the tempestuous Cauldron Of Change (defeat a Level 72 balrog to attain said cauldron!), including a music collector's steadfast ideology that if a physical copy of an item exists, he shall not buy the digital version. What is said music collector to do, though? There exist artifacts of old that, while attainable, are financially unfeasible to procure. Maybe a time will come when such items work their way out of the over-inflated collector's market, and into the more practical used market, but so long as the demand exists, so too do the scalpers. And out-of-print Ultimae CDs, the demand is high indeed.

It is thus, under such circumstances, that I sprung for the digital releases of a few such select items in their catalogue. I choose them sparingly, logically, knowing the odds of them seeing any sort of re-issue at this late point is nil. The albums, they all have some chance of resuscitation, but the second-tier compilations, what hope have they? None, common sense tells me, so it is with defeated resignation that I finally complete my Oxycanta collection with the digital version of the first in the series, released a year before I knew the label even existed.

Still, I get some small sense of rhyming the circle, or echoing my mirror, or whatever cliche you prefer. It was the second Oxycanta – Winter Blooms, that truly lured me into Ultimae's fold and all the wonderful, panoramic sonic delights the label could offer. It makes sense I finish the path I started with as I embark upon another undiscovered country.

As this is mid-'00s Ultimae, you know you're in good hands music-wise, the label really hitting its stride. Music includes all the main players of the time (Asura, Solar Fields, Aes Dana, one-half of CBL), plus a couple future luminaries to grace their discography (Cell, Hybrid Leisureland). Kind of disappointing that some of their tracks have appeared elsewhere, making Oxycanta a tad redundant for the Ultimae completist, but you also get a couple exclusives from these dudes too, so all balances out. Scope out the compilation to find out which I'm referring to!

As for the rest of the tracklist, it includes some rather unknown ambient composers (Between Interval's Aerolith reminds me of Space Ace's Sea Of Japan - now that's an obscure call-back!), the Ultimae office posse (Vincent, Mahiane, Dessaeaux) collaborating for a tune as Subgardens, and a track from Omnimotion. Wait, the same Omnimotion that appeared on Waveform Records? Why, so it is! Small world, eh? His ultra-blissed ambient piece Magic Tree's a wonderful meditative closer to Oxycanta, with sounds like a tall, creaking tree slowly swaying in the wind as you chill among its branches. Gravity never felt so irrelevant.

Carbon Based Lifeforms - World Of Sleepers

Ultimae: 2006/2011

I love Carbon Based Lifeforms. Adore their ambient grace, their manipulations with little TB-303 knobs, their sense of open spaces both outer and inner. And yet, even after a half-decade of nabbing a copy of World Of Sleepers (thanks, re-issues!), it's never quite clicked for me the same way all their other records have. Heck, despite hearing Interloper for the first time just this year, it stuck with me stronger than most music off here. Right, that album was almost blatantly immediate and obvious in its songcraft, but Twentythree was pure synth-pad drone, and even that's taken more residence in my brain-pan than World Of Sleepers. Believe you me, it's getting ever more crowded up there, though I get the sense a little memory degradation has set in. Like, I can only recall about three out of fifteen tracks from 1993's D.J. Club Mix Vol. 2 from Polytel, one of which being a lame cover of Mr. Vain by 'Club Beat'. Oh dear, I'm doing that old man thing of ridiculously long anecdotal tangents, aren't I.

Naturally, this isn't a problem when I'm playing CBL's sophomore album. After the slow, gradual build of opener Abiogenesis, where soft ambient pads, ethereal tones, bleepy electronics, and digital voices guide your synapses to 'wake up', you're damn skippy my body's ready for the thumping beats and burbling acid after. If there was any doubt that Misters Segerstad and Hedberg weren't worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as Ultimae's other key acts of the time (Solar Fields, Aes Dana, Asura), that opener should have quelled them.

And World Of Sleepers doesn't let down from there, follow-up Vortex a haunting piece of ambient techno once again playing to CBL's strengths (dubby pads, acid!), and Photosynthesis working another wonderful builder containing a melody that's on par with the classic MOS 6581. Three tracks, three winners! But after that, World Of Sleepers starts losing me.

The music remains all fine in of itself, it just feels as though CBL are retreading similar ideas already explored in the openers. More burbling acid, more lovely synths, more dubby percussion, more filtered 'science' lyrics, all of which kinda' blends together as World Of Sleepers plays through. Yet when I hear the crunchy acid work from Proton/Electron, the soft chill-out of Gryning, the gentle piano tones of the titular cut, or the geek-hop rhythms of Erratic Patterns out of context, I always do a double-take of “whoa, why haven't I heard this CBL track before?” I have, every time I've thrown World Of Sleepers on for a playthrough and unconsciously let it slip into the background of my attention span. Why does my brain keep doing that!?

The final track of Betula Pendula does draw me back in though, a gorgeous ten-minute piece of space ambient. Always gives me the uber-feels after, which keeps World Of Sleepers high on my 'Great Ultimae Albums' list. Why yes this 'list' is ridiculously big, why do you ask?

Boards Of Canada - Trans Canada Highway (Original TC Review)

Warp Records: 2006

(2016 Update:
Another first-time review of a major act, another review with redundant information now that I've long since reviewed many more albums from said act. At least I didn't get too heavy into it with this EP, providing an obligatory (if flakey) backstory, with a thrown in theory to boot. It's a good theory, my thoughts on the Boards' popularity, but one that had already been floating around, namely that of 'hauntology'. A rather obscure term, Simon Reynolds really explored it in describing the aesthetic of acts like Boards Of Canada (among others like Burial and label Ghost Box). Not that I had any realization of that in here, a decade ago, but yeah, totally reiterating concepts with far more studies into them by people who get paid for such things.

Left Side Drive just might be my favorite Boards tune, though you wouldn't know from this review. Seems every time I hear it again, it draws me ever deeper into that warm bass and distant dub, losing my headspace in reflections of traversing British Columbian wilderness. It's like Silent Season distilled into five minutes of sonic bliss, and so worth repeated plays of this pleasant little EP. Hey, remember when we thought this might be the last thing Boards would ever release? Fun times!)


IN BRIEF: Traveling in Canada.

I’ve seen few fanbases grow as quickly, as widespread, and as fanatical as for the enigmatic group Boards Of Canada. Appearing seemingly out of nowhere when Warp released their album Music Has The Right To Children, they gave an ailing intelligent techno scene (or IDM, if you will) a much needed boost in the late 90s when many producers had either tried and failed at commercial success (‘electronica’) or plummeted into incomprehensible experimentation. BoC provided the antidote: interesting sonic experiments, but without abandoning digestible rhythms and melodies.

It was more than that though. BoC’s music contains an undeniable nostalgic tinge to it. Many have tried to explain how they do it but none have managed to come up with a concrete theory; which, along with a scarce back catalogue, has added to their mystique.

I won’t claim to have that answer either, but I will offer my own theory: Boards Of Canada create the music of memories. Not yours, or mine, or anyone’s in particular, but of memories itself; or rather, how we hear music in our own memories. Despite our best efforts, when music plays back in our minds it is never quite accurate, and clings at the edge of our consciousness, fading over time. BoC’s lo-fi production seems to replicate this remarkably well, and when warm, pleasing synth tones are used, childhood memories are instinctively thought of. With such universal appeal, its little wonder even indie rockers melt at hearing a Boards Of Canada melody.

Of course, BoC shouldn’t be restrained by single musical ideas, but this is where their main appeal lies. After delving into organic instrumentation on last year’s The Campfire Headphase, many of their fans were very happy to hear a return to the sound of Children on this release, Trans Canada Highway. But despite being less a single for Dayvan Cowboy (of which two versions bookend this) and more of a mini-album, there’s still very little new material that’ll satisfy their rabid fans.

For casual fans though, two tracks should interest them: Left Side Drive and Skyliner. Unlike Dayvan, which willfully makes use of orchestral arrangements and acoustic guitars along with various electronic trickery, these two are quite vintage in their production. Left Side Drive lets lazy, dubby rhythms stroll along while warm, hazy pads float in the background. And Skyliner makes a more immediate presence with quicker scattering rhythms and leading synths. While perhaps simple in their presentation, especially compared to Dayvan, both should satisfy if you crave BoC’s older style. The other two are merely ambient interludes, which are common in many of their albums. Pleasant enough, but hardly essential.

As for the remix of Dayvan, Odd Nosdam does the drone ambient thing, seemingly playing up the ‘memory’ aspect of BoC’s music with one of their own tracks. Between stretches of white noise interludes, bits of Dayvan crop up, then fades away before returning to droning sounds. An interesting listen but, like the other ambient parts of Trans Canada Highway, that is all.

Ultimately, this EP is a sparse, lonely listen, which makes sense given the title. As anyone that has driven the Trans Canada Highway can attest to, or any highway in lightly populated areas of Canada for that matter, it can be a lonesome experience (great scenery though). Having grown up in parts of the country where significant towns are often up to three hours apart, I’d travel long stretches of winding, single-lane roads snaking across mountain-sides and through forests, the only company being those in your car and the intermittent vehicle passing by. Trans Canada Highway, when listened to as a whole, uncannily replicates such a trip... or maybe that’s just that memory thing again. Still, for a Scottish duo, they are quite good at capturing aspects of Canadiana along with incredibly nostalgic music.

Written by Sykonee for TranceCritic.com, 2006. © All rights reserved.