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JERRY
COLBURN Smell the
love CD, Strip Mall of Noise
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“Ah
Jerry Colburn, he’s just that guy, you know?” Actually not. There are
three pictures of him on this CD and I still haven’t got a clue what the
guy looks like. Who cares, anyway. Rarely ever will you hear such an
eclectic collection of nice little tracks that stretch the notion of
electronic music towards completely new ends and means and that has such a
friendly humour and wit on top. At times it’ll make you smile, at other
times it’s like muzak but good, then you’ll shake your head in amazed
puzzledness (like that honky tonkin saloon piano on “Dildo Baggage
Car” – those songtitles are a completely different issue) and next off
you’ll feel a nostalgic ting because Colburn has digged up some old-time
sample or soundfile from a videogame or an old Midi-Disk-File. |
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The good thing about something being eclectic is that
whenever you think you have figured it out, something new and surprising is
bound to come around the edge and hopefully make you smile. On the other
hand there is also a kind of dull and boring eclecticism that should rather
be called collecting without plan, talent or idea. Fortunately, Jerry
Colburn has talent, ideas abounding and definitely a sense of humour.
Accordingly, within the first six or seven tracks of his debut CD as an
electronic musician you’ll be dragged through something like a chamber
concert, a banjo, squeaking sounds, electro beats, an electric guitar from
the eighties, weird sucking sounds, a hip hop beat, a Johnny Guitar
Watson-guitar, some noisy in the background, a distorted wah-wah-guitar with
an electric piano and a Hammond, a slow rock beat, some more unidentifieable
noise, and so on and on and on. You get the idea. And all in all there’s
23 tracks on here. So, Colburn likes to mix things and he likes it short
and straight away. I guess, he’d also prefer a Gin & Mangojuice-drink
to a strawberry-Daiquiri, but graps a handful of peanuts on the way out
anyway. That’s one thing he has in common with Rob Steady, but
he is even shorter albeit less experimental and avantgardist. Maybe it has
already come to this, since it was inevitable from the beginning: the
electronic avant-garde has slowly grown into the mainstream so much that new
things keep seeping back. If I think of Jamie Liddell’s laptop-funk and
soul I am amazed that it sounds so organic and real. That is not at all
those soziopathic types lurking behind their laptops anymore. The next thing
will be electronic Big Band-music and country & western. With the last
one the first rings would go out to Jerry Colburn for using a Banjo. (I am
omitting the Swedish techno-project “Rednex” and their cover – if you
want to call it that way – of “Cotton Eye Joe” on complete purpose,
because we are talking about music here and not about, ah, something else. I
just read an interview where Josh Homme said that it is all about trying to
play cool music that noone has played before, and this incident in music
history is not at all about that. Okay, I’ll stop ranting now.) Jerry Colburn is quite unique within the array of
electronic musicians single-handedly trying to conquer the world alone. It
is just a hunch that he is trying to do so, but he is definitely a
solo-worker. Like aforementioned Rob Steady aka Stephane Obadia, or Books on Tape
or Greg Headly
and I guess there must be a million more. At first I was thinking, if he
hasn’t chosen the hard way. His kind of music is too strange for the
mainstream crowd and too uncool for the hip hopers who’d otherwise listen
to RJD2. For the electronica avantgardists it is too obviously freaky with
all its little snippets from ethno to hair-metal. In a way, most listeners
of electronica are looking for a certain style, like minimal glitch techno
from cologne but only on 12” or brutal digital noise that sounds as if it
is from Japan but was done by guy in Barcelona or even cool hip hop beats
with that special Sopranos feeling and baggy pants. I can think of a couple
of artists and records fitting that description. That’s the way people
answer when being asked what they are looking for in a record store. A
specialised record store, but you won’t get “Smell the love” in a
chainstore anyway (another hard way point). Okay, so they might be looking
for a special record they have read or heard about, but those music
collectors and treny types are looking for a certain “style”.
Colburn’s music on the other hand has (as of yet) no such record bin
sticker, no defined style. Which is good, because it means that it is unique
and original. On the other hand people won’t find it because they are
looking for something. Then I figured, if it is that what you want to do –
see aforementioned saying by Josh Homme – an artist shoudn’t care if he
has chosen the hard or easy way. Therefore Colburn has set himself neatly
between a lot of seats, and I hope he is comfortable there. Maybe he will
win a lot of friends who like to listen to this kind of music. Me, when I
get asked “What kind of music do you listen to?” I usually answer “all
sorts of kinds”. True, sometimes I answer “Slayer”, because Slayer is
cool and the look on people’s faces is well worth it. But with “all
sorts of kinds” I now have a record where I can do that right away on a
single disc. And that is definitely a great thing. |
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7/2005
