Showing posts with label monolake. Show all posts
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13 March 2012

Monolake - Ghosts (Imbalance Computer Music)

Monolake - Ghosts (Imbalance Computer Music)

Robert Henke's Monolake project returns with its first full length since 2009's foray into untreated sound Silence, this time utilising more drum and bass-inflected structures to explore the malleability of sound. One of Henke's major achievements has been his continual ability to utterly reinvent the contemporary zeitgeist, redefining the minimal sound with Hong Kong, creating a terrifying industrial/ breakbeat hybrid on Momentum, and reinterpreting the merging strands of dubstep and techno as an experimental untreated album on Silence; as such, it's slightly jarring to hear a man widely regarded as being at the cutting edge of electronic music's philosophy and science reacquainting himself with his D'nB and Breakbeat roots. It's fair to say that credibility of both genres has been severely strained over time, with the tools of the trade (funky drummer, reeses bassline etc) having been overworked to the point of boredom, or pushed to extremes of speed and volume that inevitably burn out.

Whilst Ghosts opens with a rapid 2-step pulse and lfo-wobbled sub-bass that sounds very breaksy, it's immediately recognisable as Monolake, with dessicated vocal snippets and armour-piercing percussion that sounds like absolutely no-one else - it's Henke at his most terrifying; doomier than ever, haunted by freakishly engineered vocals and sprays of digital glitch. Whilst much of the tempo of the album is decidedly upbeat, as a musical journey, it's a slow-moving beast that takes gazes on Goan psychadelia and eastern mysticism, playing out through singing bowls and the echoing sounds of great valleys. Creating natural acoustic phenomena through digitial synthesis, then feeding them into an array of digital effects is a stark contrast to Silence's unmastered beauty, and as such, even the more ambient moments of the album feel imbued with darkness and doom.

Ultimately, any new record from Monolake is happily recieved, and even total curveballs such as silence, and Henke's inimitable style makes for compelling listening. With Silence and Ghosts the first two parts of trilogy, I'm eagerly anticipating the final third.

1 September 2009

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I love rediscovering things far too late - I recently found the first The Invisibles trade paperback at a friends, and finally re-read the series in it's entirety. It still has the same thought-searing, adrenaline-powered intensity as the first time I encountered it... Warren Ellis (often seen as a diet Grant Morrison), talks in Desolation Jones of Phillip K Dick's enlightenment encounter as "information-rich pink laser from orbit." That's sometimes how The Invisibles feels, though it's more for setting you towards digging deeper into other philosophies, and opening doors.

Is it a 5-dimensional antibiotic? a condensed hypersigil intended to trigger a shift in the mass collective subconscious? a powerful magical tool for expanding minds? Perhaps. I simply love the intricate literary construction, the ideas it introduced me to and the sheer Fuck-You sharpness of the narrative and dialogue.

So yeah, frantic message, beamed through time from the nineties steals sleep from Glasgow resident. Not the snappiest headline ever, but I'm still buzzing from it. I recommend the entire Monolake discography as a soundtrack.

On the comics tip, Warren Ellis has finally completed Planetary. Between issues 26 and 27, both he and Artist John Cassady have completed runs on New X-Men. It's been too long. Previews are out.

'Nuff Said.