One of Pan’s earliest and most memorable LPs, this collage by Joseph Hammer is the most beautiful headfuck of a record, inviting listeners to tune in and drop out into multiple dimensions at once.
An American artist born in Hollywood, CA, 1959, Joseph Hammer turned his fascinations with sci-fi and AM radio into psychedelic gold with the frayed loops and station strafing dynamics of ‘I Love You, Please Love Me Too.’ Following on from Pan’s wildly flung selections of pachinko parlour recordings by Ilios, early Schimpluch Gruppe works, and musique concrète by Sewer Election, Hammer’s offering kept the label’s remit blindingly wide open with a roiling flux of snagged voices, riffs and spectral electronic interference that perhaps most uncannily reflected the dense flux of pop cultural data and musical history that was being uploaded to the internet and ingested by algorithms in 2010.
In its para-dimensional effect, the two long pieces of collage will surely remind anyone old enough of dicing around with an old analogue radio dial during formative years, picking up the usual pop detritus along with voices from overseas (and maybe even phone calls from down the road - this used to happen!). That innocent charm is key to the appeal of ‘I Love You, Please Love Me Too’, but there’s a also a crafty logic that underpins the whole thing, steering it away from, say, the daftness of People Like Us, and placing it in that special category of WTF?! classics by Robert Ashley, Carl Stone and The Automatics Group.
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One of Pan’s earliest and most memorable LPs, this collage by Joseph Hammer is the most beautiful headfuck of a record, inviting listeners to tune in and drop out into multiple dimensions at once.
An American artist born in Hollywood, CA, 1959, Joseph Hammer turned his fascinations with sci-fi and AM radio into psychedelic gold with the frayed loops and station strafing dynamics of ‘I Love You, Please Love Me Too.’ Following on from Pan’s wildly flung selections of pachinko parlour recordings by Ilios, early Schimpluch Gruppe works, and musique concrète by Sewer Election, Hammer’s offering kept the label’s remit blindingly wide open with a roiling flux of snagged voices, riffs and spectral electronic interference that perhaps most uncannily reflected the dense flux of pop cultural data and musical history that was being uploaded to the internet and ingested by algorithms in 2010.
In its para-dimensional effect, the two long pieces of collage will surely remind anyone old enough of dicing around with an old analogue radio dial during formative years, picking up the usual pop detritus along with voices from overseas (and maybe even phone calls from down the road - this used to happen!). That innocent charm is key to the appeal of ‘I Love You, Please Love Me Too’, but there’s a also a crafty logic that underpins the whole thing, steering it away from, say, the daftness of People Like Us, and placing it in that special category of WTF?! classics by Robert Ashley, Carl Stone and The Automatics Group.
One of Pan’s earliest and most memorable LPs, this collage by Joseph Hammer is the most beautiful headfuck of a record, inviting listeners to tune in and drop out into multiple dimensions at once.
An American artist born in Hollywood, CA, 1959, Joseph Hammer turned his fascinations with sci-fi and AM radio into psychedelic gold with the frayed loops and station strafing dynamics of ‘I Love You, Please Love Me Too.’ Following on from Pan’s wildly flung selections of pachinko parlour recordings by Ilios, early Schimpluch Gruppe works, and musique concrète by Sewer Election, Hammer’s offering kept the label’s remit blindingly wide open with a roiling flux of snagged voices, riffs and spectral electronic interference that perhaps most uncannily reflected the dense flux of pop cultural data and musical history that was being uploaded to the internet and ingested by algorithms in 2010.
In its para-dimensional effect, the two long pieces of collage will surely remind anyone old enough of dicing around with an old analogue radio dial during formative years, picking up the usual pop detritus along with voices from overseas (and maybe even phone calls from down the road - this used to happen!). That innocent charm is key to the appeal of ‘I Love You, Please Love Me Too’, but there’s a also a crafty logic that underpins the whole thing, steering it away from, say, the daftness of People Like Us, and placing it in that special category of WTF?! classics by Robert Ashley, Carl Stone and The Automatics Group.
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One of Pan’s earliest and most memorable LPs, this collage by Joseph Hammer is the most beautiful headfuck of a record, inviting listeners to tune in and drop out into multiple dimensions at once.
An American artist born in Hollywood, CA, 1959, Joseph Hammer turned his fascinations with sci-fi and AM radio into psychedelic gold with the frayed loops and station strafing dynamics of ‘I Love You, Please Love Me Too.’ Following on from Pan’s wildly flung selections of pachinko parlour recordings by Ilios, early Schimpluch Gruppe works, and musique concrète by Sewer Election, Hammer’s offering kept the label’s remit blindingly wide open with a roiling flux of snagged voices, riffs and spectral electronic interference that perhaps most uncannily reflected the dense flux of pop cultural data and musical history that was being uploaded to the internet and ingested by algorithms in 2010.
In its para-dimensional effect, the two long pieces of collage will surely remind anyone old enough of dicing around with an old analogue radio dial during formative years, picking up the usual pop detritus along with voices from overseas (and maybe even phone calls from down the road - this used to happen!). That innocent charm is key to the appeal of ‘I Love You, Please Love Me Too’, but there’s a also a crafty logic that underpins the whole thing, steering it away from, say, the daftness of People Like Us, and placing it in that special category of WTF?! classics by Robert Ashley, Carl Stone and The Automatics Group.