NITRADA
We don’t
know why but we do it CD/LP, 2.nd.rec
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pop-meets-electronica-in-a-gentle-sort-of-way-category? No, one of the
best in that category and stretching to a hundred different directions
beneath that one. Nitrada produces a gentle but chilling atmosphere of a
soft electronic environment, with clicks and beats, random glitches and
lava lamps, without losing the excitement of the band experience, and if
it is only a lonely surf guitar or rolling drums or a string section. Like
a remix of Twin Peaks at times or like an apocalyptic remake of a black
and white Philip Marlowe-movie. It is melancholia in its most modern and
yet primary form, whether combined with harsh breakbeats or candle-lights
or indie-pop-guitars, if you want to feel the happiness of being sad, then
look no further than this record. |
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That is a great title for a record: “we don’t know why but we do
it”. For everyone obsessed with music and driven by an unnameable urge to
either producing or consuming music or both, these eight word express
exactly the dilemma they find themselves in. Usually without being able to
name the real worth or profit to be gained by producing, commenting on or
consuming music, it is nevertheless completely clear that the habit will
continue for at least a long time to come. A lot of people compare their
need to search for new revelations in music as an addiction themselves,
complete with overgrowing collections of records, proportionally growing
dissatisfaction and cynicism towards “new” music and the complete
disability to describe the fact to other people, who don’t feel the same
fanaticism. Rarely ever does the plain and simple urge lead to a good or at
least worthwhile career. “You better lay that guitar away / there ain’t
no money in it / it’ll lead you to an early grave” as Clayton Delaney
said in that legendary song by Tom T. Hall. Still, music is being produced,
consumed and talked about almost everywhere and at anytime. “What is so
interesting about music?” ask the by standing girlfriends, while to boys
share their latest findings in the alternative record-store. A female DJ has
to bully her place between the guys and really shows them how to use the
decks properly. Lovers record tapes or CDs with their favourite songs for
each other. Books have been written; hundreds and hundreds of pages filled
with witty, philosophical and cryptic remarks on the beauty or aesthetics of
music, without ever getting close to its true magic. To those, who initiated
themselves into the circle of music maniacs, the magic will stay as an
enigmatic light at the end of the tunnel, slowly getting dimmer but even the
slightest recollection of its shine will help them to keep on their path. We
don’t know why, but we do it. Christophe Stoll aka Nitrada is definitely one of us / them. In almost
filigrane and very exhausting work he has produced a collection of beautiful
songs or tracks, that once again mark the beauty of pop-music being mixed
with electronic music or vice versa, who cares. Apparently, he recorded the
basic tracks of the songs in the cellar of his house, then sent them off to
various collaborators and co-producers around the world, and then remixed
the results to a final song. The dark and lonely atmosphere, as also
perfectly encoded in the cover-photograph – a deserted midnight
skiing-area – sifts through the whole record. The same darkness and
loneliness combined with a feeling for beautiful melodies and harmonies from
the side streets of the glittering pop-world, that the best tracks by The Notwist also
carry. Whenever pop and electronic is combined in a soft and emotional
fashion, The Notwist will have to stand up as comparisons, but Nitrada goes
a lot of different ways. From the depressing and slow cello-drones of the
opening track “The Only Solution”, which in its suicidal and final
emotionality made me think of These Immortal Souls or other heroin-addicted
mid-eighties bands expatriated from Australia, except that back then they
were never so sophisticated about their production and rather liked to hit
you on the head with bare-boned-emotions, to the noisy breakbeats mixed with
big strings and almost classical themes, like a movie-score and a percussive
track by Aphex Twin
put over one another, of “Old Love, New Idea”, there is a lot more
diversification and creativity than in the last records by the trio from
Weilheim. Even in the softest and most silent moments, there is a definite
warmth and beauty in the tracks. That is true for the cool, almost swinging
“I fear: good” as for the modern torch-song “Like a souvenir”, which
is broken by echoy percussions, but held together by an encompassing female
singing voice. At times it is definitely the parts provided by artists from
outside the production-cellar of Nitrada which add the last spark to make
this such a great record. |
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01/2004