A Collection
A excellent primer on claire rousay’s filigree detailed and perceptive compositions, demonstrating their transition from drummer to composer of musique concrète and new music across 2 hours of recordings made prior to the new album ‘A Softer Focus’
Quietly questioning the nature of music and arranged sound,, ‘A Collection’ scans back over some five years of recordings made by rousay between San Antonio, TX and Saint Louis, MO, to present an engrossing introduction to their wonderfully elusive and allusive work. The first half is given to their earlier recordings as a drummer, with 67’ of sprawling improvisation spanning concrète-like scrapes and jazzier, free meter thru to barely-there inference and in depth explorations of gamelan-like minimalism, each defined by a sparse crispness and attention to detail.
On the 2nd set that sharp focus is found in transition to a more layered, composed style of concrète, proper in ‘things i doubt you’d care about’ and get increasingly more interesting. Liminal vocal intimations elide in filigree forms with location recordings and hints of percussion, finding a sort of languorous poetry in domesticity on ‘for theo, erik, meghan, alex’, and their previously issued work ‘a moment in st. louis.’ And if you’re still here, 100% make sure to check for the candid text-to-speech revelations of ‘I’m Not a Bad Person’ that close the album with a series of therapeutic confessions alternating between uncomfortable and laugh out loud funny and set to keys and drones in an uncanny way recalling Terre Thaemlitz’s best.
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A excellent primer on claire rousay’s filigree detailed and perceptive compositions, demonstrating their transition from drummer to composer of musique concrète and new music across 2 hours of recordings made prior to the new album ‘A Softer Focus’
Quietly questioning the nature of music and arranged sound,, ‘A Collection’ scans back over some five years of recordings made by rousay between San Antonio, TX and Saint Louis, MO, to present an engrossing introduction to their wonderfully elusive and allusive work. The first half is given to their earlier recordings as a drummer, with 67’ of sprawling improvisation spanning concrète-like scrapes and jazzier, free meter thru to barely-there inference and in depth explorations of gamelan-like minimalism, each defined by a sparse crispness and attention to detail.
On the 2nd set that sharp focus is found in transition to a more layered, composed style of concrète, proper in ‘things i doubt you’d care about’ and get increasingly more interesting. Liminal vocal intimations elide in filigree forms with location recordings and hints of percussion, finding a sort of languorous poetry in domesticity on ‘for theo, erik, meghan, alex’, and their previously issued work ‘a moment in st. louis.’ And if you’re still here, 100% make sure to check for the candid text-to-speech revelations of ‘I’m Not a Bad Person’ that close the album with a series of therapeutic confessions alternating between uncomfortable and laugh out loud funny and set to keys and drones in an uncanny way recalling Terre Thaemlitz’s best.
A excellent primer on claire rousay’s filigree detailed and perceptive compositions, demonstrating their transition from drummer to composer of musique concrète and new music across 2 hours of recordings made prior to the new album ‘A Softer Focus’
Quietly questioning the nature of music and arranged sound,, ‘A Collection’ scans back over some five years of recordings made by rousay between San Antonio, TX and Saint Louis, MO, to present an engrossing introduction to their wonderfully elusive and allusive work. The first half is given to their earlier recordings as a drummer, with 67’ of sprawling improvisation spanning concrète-like scrapes and jazzier, free meter thru to barely-there inference and in depth explorations of gamelan-like minimalism, each defined by a sparse crispness and attention to detail.
On the 2nd set that sharp focus is found in transition to a more layered, composed style of concrète, proper in ‘things i doubt you’d care about’ and get increasingly more interesting. Liminal vocal intimations elide in filigree forms with location recordings and hints of percussion, finding a sort of languorous poetry in domesticity on ‘for theo, erik, meghan, alex’, and their previously issued work ‘a moment in st. louis.’ And if you’re still here, 100% make sure to check for the candid text-to-speech revelations of ‘I’m Not a Bad Person’ that close the album with a series of therapeutic confessions alternating between uncomfortable and laugh out loud funny and set to keys and drones in an uncanny way recalling Terre Thaemlitz’s best.
A excellent primer on claire rousay’s filigree detailed and perceptive compositions, demonstrating their transition from drummer to composer of musique concrète and new music across 2 hours of recordings made prior to the new album ‘A Softer Focus’
Quietly questioning the nature of music and arranged sound,, ‘A Collection’ scans back over some five years of recordings made by rousay between San Antonio, TX and Saint Louis, MO, to present an engrossing introduction to their wonderfully elusive and allusive work. The first half is given to their earlier recordings as a drummer, with 67’ of sprawling improvisation spanning concrète-like scrapes and jazzier, free meter thru to barely-there inference and in depth explorations of gamelan-like minimalism, each defined by a sparse crispness and attention to detail.
On the 2nd set that sharp focus is found in transition to a more layered, composed style of concrète, proper in ‘things i doubt you’d care about’ and get increasingly more interesting. Liminal vocal intimations elide in filigree forms with location recordings and hints of percussion, finding a sort of languorous poetry in domesticity on ‘for theo, erik, meghan, alex’, and their previously issued work ‘a moment in st. louis.’ And if you’re still here, 100% make sure to check for the candid text-to-speech revelations of ‘I’m Not a Bad Person’ that close the album with a series of therapeutic confessions alternating between uncomfortable and laugh out loud funny and set to keys and drones in an uncanny way recalling Terre Thaemlitz’s best.