Yasunao Tone & Mou, lips! :: Reviews (Asphodel & List)

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Yasunao Tone :: Self-Titled (Asphodel, CD)

No laptop packing error-smiths can brag of programming a Univac unless by emulating cold war tech in linux, but Yasunao Tone marked the vac on his resume in the sixities. A Japanese fluxus artist, Tone’s junket into breaking cerebral restraints in contemporary composition has kept him beneath the radar compared to Cage, Stockhausen, and others. The reason? Tone’s music isn’t boring: it’s packed with soul. “Penning Tang Dynasty” poems into waveforms could be the recipe for another conceptual experiment that might be good for the intellect, but does little for the imagination. Yasunao cultivates these ancient chinese words into brackets of fragged noise that could give skronk-maestros like Thurston Moore nightmares. Tone amalgamates concept and kick-ass-noise, and it moves with the energy of a sincere love instead of another dull experiment to expand the vocabulary of music’s tonalities or make a statement.

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Mou, lips! :: Peanuts and Shells Geometria (List, CD)

If the virtual worlds of laptops were as ubiquitous in the seventies as in this modern era many 12 string propelled cosmic voyages wouldn’t have flopped back to earth on faulty analog peddles. Like these analog abstractors of days past, mou, lips! are a band that disguise their sounds in effects. While peddlers of ancient times had to aim their musics direct to interstellar locations, mou, lips! are content to chill in granulated clouds of dark matter propelling themselves by pop hooks to more esoteric locations.

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