RADIAN

juxtaposition

CD/LP, Thrill Jockey

Holes and question marks form one side of the music of Radian. Electronica and postrock the other one. Does this record sound so noisy and shredded only to my ears? Because it actually is cut precisely and every texture, sound or nuclear element is honed to perfection, I guess. Nevertheless, there is a flood of noise on here that makes me wonder about the how, the where and the why. Anyway, “juxtaposition” works best when the square rhythms start to make sense in your brain, after the noise has drilled a beautifully shaped hole in your head to make the drones get in. Then you’ll find yourself swaying back and forth to Radian’s approach.

Yesterday evening I re-listened the “Gamera”-EP by Tortoise, the record that started off the whole “postrock”-thing for me back in 1995 and I was surprised on how fresh and exciting the two lengthy tracks on it still sound. In spite the misreading of the title as “Camera”, I still understand the fuss we made about the band and the record back then more than I did back then. The true feat of Tortoise and postrock – I don’t want to call it a revolution, because indeed it would have been a counter-revolution and a small one on top, so I am glad it is possible to use the word postrock again without hesitation – was to focus on quality of sound and structure instead of extremity and pure loudness or power of volume. The dynamics grew from deep within the interplay of basic instruments without too much effects and gadgets, swaying softly but profoundly with the depth and energy emanating from the core of the music, rather than the image. In that respect, Radian are true heirs of postrock.

But Radian have opened the approach of postrock to electronic sounds, incorporating the whole range from white noise drones (“transistor” and “ontario”) to clicks’n’cuts (“shift”). Some years after Mille Plateaux is yesterday’s paper this should come as no surprise, but musicians as well as fans are a conservative lot, so things move way slower than they appear. Maybe there should be stickers on CDs that says: “Attention, music on CD appears closer than it really is.” Radian, on the other hand would deserve a different sticker. One that pointed to the fact that listening closely is required to really grasp what the special sound of Radian is.

“juxtaposition” of course is a title that gives the whole thing away in a nutshell. It would be a definite no-brainer to write about the oppositions of electronic music and analogue music, about the synthetic versus the natural or even the clashes of alternative universes. In fact, that is either not true or of no interest, really. It is the bridging of gaps, the fusion (here is another word again that was long detested by music-fans around the world) of oppositions.

Radian make that clear right from the start, with “Shift”, which – forming from the obvious title – starts with a tithering pulse of brushed drums and synthie-sounds only to fall apart into a subtle breakbeat, or rather broken beat, which by more drum- and percussion trickery and the sound of a dark bell gets reassembled in a true machinery noise style. A nervous, flickering, bustling chaos of sounds, but with the constant feeling of a concrete underground. And while you wait and wait for the “real” track to start, the noise gets bigger and bigger, until you realize there is no song waiting at the end of these sounds. No harmonious guitar line, no chorus or melody. Only the drums take over, in a style that is so completely void of the usual ostentative crashing – nevertheless an exciting piece of music. Chamber orchestra concert for drums and electronic trickery.

Another interesting track is the blistering noise drone that is “Transistor”, which stumbles freely over an almost too simple one-note-bass-line with drums for about five minutes, while the noise burns away. Sometimes more in the front, sometimes more in the back, with a little break here and there but all in all very effectively trance-inducing. If I had heard that years ago on one of those nicey singles on Suggestion records, I would have nodded my head feverishly with joy. What has changed? Actually, nothing. I just realized I am nodding away in complete time-keeping with the pulse of this track. I want to hear that on a big-ass amplifier one day.

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01/2005