Archive for April, 2012

Meadowlands: “Next Century Cathedrals (Feat. Run DMT)”

Tuesday, April 24th, 2012

Meadowlands is the solo project of Michael McGregor, creator of Chocolate Bobka and The ReportKickstarter staffer and all-around New York scene personality. Meadowlands is an occasional outlet for ambient meditations, which often stretch into the half-hour range and beyond and chronicle a diversity of approaches to subtle sound art practice. “Next Century Cathedrals” is the result of a collaboration with Michael Collins, well known for recordings under the Run DMT moniker.

McGregor had this to say about the collaboration: “The weekend it snowed in Jannuary I went to Baltimore to visit my friend Mike Collins. Late that night Mike and I set up a small system in his room. I played bell tones, he looped them live. The result is seemingly familiar, but also super out, with jack in the boxes, canned TV sounds and cathedral reverberations all giving each other space to coexist.”

“Next Century Cathedrals” is a spooked audio journey and strong evidence of the democratizing influence of online distribution to facilitate music sharing and creation. Follow McGregor on Twitter and listen to more Meadowlands on Soundcloud.

Words: Max Burke

Sightings: Hans Joachim Roedelius, “Digitalo 3″

Tuesday, April 17th, 2012


In fall 2011, I took my car-less in Los Angeles self over to the Echo, by way of two buses, to spend the evening watching the legendary Hans Joachim Roedelius. After talking my way out of a would-be disaster (I stupidly left my ID at my Cypress Park apartment), I made my way into the club that was populated, but not packed, with attentive Kraut lovers in their 20s and 30s. After a long wait, Roedelius, in all of his towering glory took the stage. The small, but fascinated audience packed tightly around the podium. This was something hat proved to be necessary, because Roedelius gave what might have been the quietest musical performance I had ever seen, and maybe the quietest in the venue’s history. The tones emanating from the dryers in the bathroom at one point blended with the electronic washes in Roedelius’s sound scape. Meanwhile, Dub Club, a weekly reggae party, was in full swing at the adjoining venue, and was far from being the quietest show in the venue’s history. As the boisterous sounds from down stairs vibrated into his classically inspired ambient sound scape, Roedelius considered calling it a night. If it weren’t for the crowds enthusiasm, I’m sure he would have. The set continued despite the noise pollution, and ended with Roedelius standing defiantly while a pre recorded version of the Ode to Joy played. He seemed like a bald headed general who was beaming with pride after conquering our village.

In light of the low key, low tempo atmosphere of that night, it feels ironic to be presenting this particular track today. With its exhilarating high hats and seductive pace, “Digitalo 3″ is a loud call to arms, or just to the dance floor. If Roedelius had been in this mode on the night described above, he could have rivaled the vibrancy of the Dub Club with an equally intoxicating futuristic disco club. As amusing as it is, it goes to show that the Kluster member has as much command over slow brewing piano studies as he has over hypnotic beats.

Words:  Samantha Cornwell

Hans Joachim Roedelius, “Digitalo 3″

Spacin’: “Sunshine, No Shoes”

Tuesday, April 17th, 2012

Deep Thuds is the debut release from Spacin’, a new group led by Jason Killinger of Birds of Maya. The Birds of Maya nexus has already spun off Mike Polizze’s closely-watched Purling Hiss project, and Spacin’ channels another aspect of the group’s preoccupation with stoned, freewheeling jams. Philly-based Richie Records has been at the forefront of cataloging the riches of the city’s rock elite, and their fixation on alternately poppy and depressive murk-rock spans from local wunderkind Kurt Vile to forgotten thrashers of the past like Violent Students (the subject of Party Addiction, a crucial recent archival release from Richie). “Sunshine, No Shoes” is indicative of the Spacin’ M.O.: riffs up front, sing-along vocals with a head-bopping melody, and a casual interest in fidelity. This is righteous afternoon beer-guzzling music for the warmer weather.

Words: Max Burke

Deep Thuds is available now on vinyl from Richie Records.