Adams/Bucko/Cunningham - Every Way But What Came to Mind
Fire side folk one hundred years from now.Rhythms have relinquished themselves to time. This was once avant-garde improvisational freedom. Now the underwater home sphere company is playing these sounds during their open houses. Time changes everything and this can be heard on the new compilation by Alexander Adams, Bob Bucko Jr, and Alexander Cunningham. There are moments when the fever is in full force, but this is far from the feature. These artists have settled in, drawing a giant triangle to see how far the sounds can separate but still be connected. Of course stretching something that far has an elastic sonic snap back, there will be some serious welts on the consciousness. The distance each artist gives the other is the true genius of this composition. And as a listener, a new fourth corner has bid welcome and opened up.
Three tracks across forty minutes allows an abundant amount of time for development. But this is the wrong word. Every Way But What Came to Mind could be the antitheses of cumulative results. The moments of sound exist and are spurned on by talent and emotion. Each instrument, Cunningham's violin, Bucko's horn and Adam's drums, have abilities to both sooth and grate. There are plenty of passages when the cacophony is overwhelming, but this is never overdone. Instead, the crux of the sounds heard are almost casual, like three musicians playing across a large venue. Sounds meeting in the middle, fusing momentarily, then dispersing towards their counterparts. Their individuality is articulated and the cooperative effort establishes itself as something completely new. Yes, this is difficult to explain. A few listens and these words might mean more, or maybe not.
Every Way But What Came to Mind is released on Already Dead Tapes and Records in a edition of seventy five cassettes. Copies are available but quantities have quickly sold leaving onlyten seven as this is written.
Link
Already Dead Tapes site - facebook - bandcamp - twitter
Three tracks across forty minutes allows an abundant amount of time for development. But this is the wrong word. Every Way But What Came to Mind could be the antitheses of cumulative results. The moments of sound exist and are spurned on by talent and emotion. Each instrument, Cunningham's violin, Bucko's horn and Adam's drums, have abilities to both sooth and grate. There are plenty of passages when the cacophony is overwhelming, but this is never overdone. Instead, the crux of the sounds heard are almost casual, like three musicians playing across a large venue. Sounds meeting in the middle, fusing momentarily, then dispersing towards their counterparts. Their individuality is articulated and the cooperative effort establishes itself as something completely new. Yes, this is difficult to explain. A few listens and these words might mean more, or maybe not.
Every Way But What Came to Mind is released on Already Dead Tapes and Records in a edition of seventy five cassettes. Copies are available but quantities have quickly sold leaving only
Link
Already Dead Tapes site - facebook - bandcamp - twitter
