Higher Intelligence Agency - Discatron

Headphone: 2020

*PREVIOUSLY, ON EMCRITIC...*

Man, what I wouldn't give for something new [from The Higher Intelligence Agency]. Something new... something new... something new...

*AND NOW, THE CONTINUATION!*

When I left the last HIA review off on that cliff-hanger, it was with full intent of Discatron being that “something new... something new...” item. Wouldn't you know it though, Bobby Bird released another item since then, and a full LP at that, Song Of The Machine. Goodness, that's more music from the Agency this decade than the previous two combined! Heck, you'd have to go even further back for any solo material. Something must have lit quite the creative spark under Bobby's muse to have put out two whole new joints in such (relatively) rapid succession. Methinks it was uploading his catalogue to Bandcamp that did the trick. Revisiting one's past artistic accomplishments has a habit of doing that.

Given that massive gap between Birmingham Frequencies and Discatron, surely Mr. Bird has gathered all manner of new toys to tinker with, new sonic roads left unexplored, fresh angles to approach his songcraft. Hah, no, not really. Seems HIA has taken the B12 route in maintaining his distinct style of ambient-bleep techno-dub, just giving it a modern production spit-shine. And frankly, I doubt fans of HIA, myself included, would have it any other way. When you already have a unique approach to music making, one that honestly has never been replicated or duplicated after thirty years in the business, there's little sense in messing with that formula.

And the titular opener of this EP allays any worry folks may have of that. Chirping, singing bleeps, wobbly acid bassline, and dubby percussion that's tight and crisp, with a vibe that keeps things firmly tongue-in-cheek, never letting anything grow tedious or self-serious as dub techno is so wont to do. The only thing that keeps Discatron in the here and now and not some long, lost older tune is just how cavernous the dub delay reaches now.

Second track 3P mostly focuses on Bird's brand of broken beat with acid in support, reverb effects wishing and washing about as the rhythm cruises along. B-Theory, the track that first clued me in that HIA was even on the rise again, really pulls on those vintage Artificial Intelligence feels, less pulpy than other Bobby works. Finally, Sound Matter goes about as deep into dub as you'll ever hear HIA, a languid pace for a slow burner of a moody tune. Oh, and the digital version of Discatron includes an experimental piece called Colourmotion. Is probably more interesting for those into musique concrete, and I'm sure Bobby had fun twiddling nobs in getting some of these drone tones, but I'm more about his cool grooves, y'dig?

So a solid (motion) return for HIA, all said. As for Song Of The Machine, eh, I dunno. Looks like an 'experimental Steampunk' album to me, and I prefer my HIA pulp-fiction indulgences '50s sci-fi.

The Higher Intelligence Agency - Reform

Beyond/Headphone: 1994/2014

Another of those almost mythical EPs I suspected of existing, but could never confirm until the burgeoning days of Lord Discogs. Pentatonik's remix was among the first rubs of a HIA track I ever came across in my early ambient dub explorations, while two more remixes were discovered through the old AudioGalaxy app. Imagine my surprise when I found out there was a whole single dedicated to 'reforming' tracks from the Agency, with such names like Autechre, A Positive Life, and The Irresistible Force attached to the project. Okay, that last one I guessed immediately, since even in the dodgy days of mislabeled MP3s, there was no mistaking Mixmaster Morris' distinct sound with his go on Speedlearn.

Though knowing of Reform's existance was half the battle (huh?), I still didn't see much need in nabbing myself a copy. I technically already had three of the four tracks, and despite the CD not being that expensive on the used market, those international shipping fees sure are, especially for what I was getting. So I let it slide, content in having what I had, and oh what's this? HIA has a Bandcamp, with remastered versions of all his old material? Sure, why not. Be worth finally hearing that APL remix, I wager.

I wish I could say it was worth the wait. Music from Stefan Pierlejewski is skint enough as it is, and Ketamine Entity was one of the quirkier, fun tracks from Bobby Bird. I was quite anxious in what the downbeat acid-ambient producer would cook up, but the results are rather tame and ultra-mellow. The sweeping space synths, subtle acid burbles, softly chugging rhythms and languid pace are nice enough in a stripped, dubby fashion. I just know what APL is fully capable of, and for whatever reason, if feels like Stefan was holding back.

Well, that was that. Time to revisit the tunes I did already hear, starting with Autechre's rub on Conoid Tone, titled Speech3. Fun fact: this was the first time I heard anything from the IDM darlings, and my conclusion was... “huh, like a harsher HIA”. Yeah, this being early-years Autechre, don't go expecting something circuit breaking. Just a moody, crisp little reformation of acid bleep-dub. As for TIF's go with Speedlearn, it's Mixmaster Morris. There's swirly sounds, buoyant tones, trippy sound manipulations, and ooh, watch as the fractals twist and contort when the LSD trip hits!

As nifty as these rubs are though, Pentatonik's Alpha 1999 reformation of Delta remains king. I mean, right from the drop, that bassline! Then, a funky rhythm that has you strutting in the sun within a genre that has no damn business being so struttable. And that synth lead, so perfectly complementing the original's singing bleepy goodness! Is more of Pentatonik's music like this? I've only heard a few tunes, and they aren't like this, but the dude debuted with a double album (Anthology), so surely there's some like this. Maybe it's about time I look into that...

HIA & Biosphere - Birmingham Frequencies

Headphone: 2000/2019

Bobby Bird had tagged with Geir Jenssen to the Norwegian's remote hometown for the Polar Sequences performance, which creatively turned out quite well for the two. I'm assuming, then, that the man behind HIA told the man behind Biosphere that should he ever find himself in his own Birmingham hood, he should check out his crib for another collaborative project. Two years after that Tromsø trip, Geir indeed found himself in the birthplace of ambient dub, so off with Bobby he went for another session of field recordings trips and music making magic.

Only... what sort of sounds would Mr. Jenssen gather? Birmingham is a rather stark contrast of location compared to the cold tundras that had come to define Biosphere's realm of sonic influence. Heck, even for a British town, Birmingham doesn't seem terribly interesting. I looked for it on a map, finding it stuck between where all the cool music locations are (to its north, the Big Three cities of the midlands; London to its south-east). I'm sure there's been a few famed names from there (Steve Lawler, Duran Duran, ELO ...UB40? Erm, no), but judging by the Google Earth images of industrial, brutalist architecture, it doesn't surprise me that budding musicians fled the city as fast as they could. Which makes the fact something like the ambient dub scene of the early '90s could even blossom in such a place all the more remarkable.

So out and about Birmingham Bird and Jenssen went, collecting samples and sounds such as geese in a river, building alarms, the reverb and echo of channel tunnels, and... Okay, what exactly are they doing in Augusta Road? It sounds like they grabbed a large stick and dragged it along wooden planks, which is amusing for a little, but did I really need to hear it to the extent we do here? Still, the sound of rummaging through brush, with it being manipulated in such a way that it becomes almost like white noise static, is a nifty little sonic trick. Plus, this track has one of the best examples of the two's unique styles playing off each other, an ultra-minimalist outing where Biosphere's echoing dub pulses serves as the rudder for HIA's playful dub bleeps to ride, and that's all. Just a shame about that obnoxiously loud tree-branch thingy.

There's only six proper tracks here (Daddylonglegs is but a pure field recordings interlude), wherein two apiece offer differing examples of music making. The aforementioned Augusta Road and Narrowboat do the minimalist thing, whereas Gas Street Basin and Midpoint have brisk HIA rhythms, with less featured samples driving things along. Cannon Hill and The Rotunda, on the other hand, sound more organic, especially with jazzier percussion in the latter and gentle acoustic guitar strums in the former. In fact, given how urban and claustrophobic much of Birmingham Frequencies comes across, Cannon Hill in contrast almost sounds pastoral. Well, until HIA's clickity rhythms enter. Gotta' let ol' Bobby get his stuff in, amirite?