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REC_OVERFLOW madrid CD, spark releases
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Sparkling,
glistening, polished metal in the sun. At times the tracks by Rec Overflow
all head in the direction of microscopically constructed electronic music
that flows with the energy and live of sun-drenched countries. I know,
most of this kind of music is listened to in the dark, because clubs only
open after sundown and the people visiting those clubs try to sleep as
long as possible every day (a gross generalization, I know, but who
wouldn’t want to …), but try a little sunshine in a while. It’s as
good for your tan as it is for your mind. And for a great electronica
album try “Madrid”. |
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Say hello to the summer. If I see a record called
“Madrid” I’ll think of Spain and thinking of Spain I’ll think of
summer. But I’ll also think of Fibla and Spark releases, and doing that I am
already real close to Rec Overflow, who has been around in the Spanish
electronic scene for quite a while now (think in the direction of Sonar),
doing remixes and releasing on underground-netlabels. If that is what is
usually called “promising” for a young artist, then go on, call Rec
Overflow a promising young artist. You could also call him a overflowing
creative spring of great multi-levelled electronic music. Without producing
too much fuss about it, rec overflow has produced an album – his debut by
the way – that offers a lot of things in a lot of ways. To make this a
little clearer and to name what I like best about “Madrid” right in the
beginning: I can listen to this record lying down lazy in the sun and either
fly away on dreams all of my own or dive into the music here. The gentle
beats, even if foraying into the sphere of breakbeats or distorted
soundscapes, mixed with gentle scapes and floors and sparked with various
kinds of samples and bitparts leave a lot open to the listener while weaving
a tight and dense net to get caught in at the same time. All the while he uses a lot vocal samples and voices,
at times mixed sparsely and without context into the track, at other times
forming an atmospheric soundscape that makes a political statement, which is
rarely ever happening in electronic music[1]. For instance the track “Division Thing” with its
dark, brooding and sombre atmosphere, filled with bass-laden bells and
gongs, and added onto that vocal samples that sound like political analysts
and the first sample clearly naming the US-president. The overall atmosphere is more laid back, though. The
music, especially beats that were constructed from all kinds of percussive
noises, gets quite complex, but you can lean back and digest at a
superficial level as well without losing any of the basic pleasures.
Depending on your inclination and interest in music you might gain more by
listening closely, but that is all up to you. I vividly remember the effects those old-time video
games had on me, whose soundtracks didn’t have much variety in them but at
times they would have a computer voice saying something like “rocket
rocket” or “contender eliminated”, very much like the voice does on
the title track here. Yes, I am talking about “Wipe Out”, one of the
most favoured games among electronic music artists as far as I know and also
one of the first games to feature product placement (Red Bull of course).
But as opposed to the soundtrack to that game, “Madrid” is laid back and
relaxed. Moreover it features a lot more experimental stuff and
noise-bitparts, like the drumparts built from scratch on the very
interesting “organico” or the weird birdsound-sounds in the beginning of
“Acuatico”. Electronica fit for summer has to fulfil that certain
trance-like, lucid state and infuse it into the listener. Trance here,
obviously, means the mindset between sleep and comatose that you sometimes
fall into when staring at the sun or being hypnotized or taking long
intercontinental airplane-travels. When “waking up” everything has
become dizzy and slightly distorted, people seem to move slower, time
contracts and expands, your eyesight is out of focus, zooming in on
unnecessary details and your perception is unable to grasp the whole
picture. A flurry, fuzzy feeling grabs hold of you and you find your way to
the refrigerator in the kitchen, back to the audience or via taxicab to your
hotel room as if you were pulled on strings. Now, who is pulling? You never
ask that kind of questions in such a state of mind. But your ears as well as
your other senses are open for new ways of perceiving what is usually called
reality. And an influx of such perceptions may give rise to some new ideas.
And that’s where you have it and we might start this review over again. [1] With some notable exceptions, like “broken channel” or “the official black market soundtrack”. There are more, but usually the political message is in the title and the liner notes only, while the music itself could have appeared on any old electronica compilation. |
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6/2005
