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         Xanatos
             from NYC on 2001-11-04 23:56 [#00048498]
        
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Him and Richard Hawtin had a full page article in the Art  Section of the new york times, there was a crazy picture of  him.  They talked about how they are the masters of  electronica reverting back to old instruments which are  becoming obsolete.  A long review of Druqks and how he's  combining prepared piano with the crazy drums & shit.   Stumbled upon it randomly...Anyone else read it? 
 
  
         
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         Xanatos
             from NYC on 2001-11-04 23:57 [#00048500]
        
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Unfortunately phobia I can't scan it for you because the  page is too wide for my form-feed.  Maybe you can get it  otherways 
 
  
         
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         Xanatos
             from NYC on 2001-11-05 01:48 [#00048525]
        
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Here's the article thanks to MutantDeathPengwin
  APHEX TWIN and Richie Hawtin, two of the most important  figures in contemporary electronica, have spent a decade  celebrating software. On their intriguing, often mysterious  records, they've created their own sonic vocabularies  through electronic experimentation. Now both producers are  back with ambitious new albums that betray an unexpected  fascination with hardware. Aphex Twin's "Drukqs" is a  two-hour panegyric to the piano, while Mr. Hawtin's "DE9:  Closer to the Edit" expands the musical horizons of a more  modern instrument: the turntable. Each album takes the  producer's chosen musical instrument as its starting point,  then follows the trail of inspiration out into the world of  electronics. 
 
  Aphex Twin is Richard D. James, a producer from Cornwall,  England, who makes music that both suggests and precludes  the possibility of dancing: twisted bass lines fissured by  stuttering percussion; catchy tunes that melt into white  noise, only to reappear just when you've given up hope. In  1996, he released "The Richard D. James Album," an  excellent, pop-friendly disc of dense rhythms and  picturesque melodies. A year later, he returned with the  single "Come to Daddy," a screaming, splintered tantrum. (In  the 1999 movie "8mm," "Come to Daddy" is what's spinning on  the psychotic killer's turntable.) Aphex Twin is a  reclusive, acerbic figure, and this persona has only  increased his appeal among fans and critics: in 1999, the  British music magazine NME called him "the most original  composer of our time." 
 
  "Drukqs" (Sire/Warp 31174-2) is the first Aphex Twin album  since "Richard D. James," and the new album consists of 30  tracks on two discs, most of which have cryptic names like  "Jynweythek." The cover photograph depicts the inside of a  piano, and indeed, the ill-tempered auteur has fallen in  love with his well-tempered clavier. There are quiet études  for acoustic piano, built around small clusters of notes  that never quite congeal into chords. And a handful of songs  could be solo works for one of John Cage's prepared pianos,  with objects inserted between the strings. In an interview  by e-mail — the only kind of interview he would consent to  — Mr. James waxed rhapsodic (and perhaps parodic) about  his favorite piece of hardware. "I want to live inside my  piano; it's my fantasy," he wrote. "Maybe I will build a  giant one, someday." 
 
  Mr. James also fills "Drukqs" with noises that not even Cage  could have coaxed from one of his pianos. Aphex Twin's  melodic sensibility is both complex and instantly  recognizable, and he's a virtuoso with a drum machine —  "Mt Saint Michel + Saint Michael Mount" has a rhythm track  that's so busy it almost stands still. That's the mixed  blessing of "Drukqs," which does so many things at once that  it sometimes does nothing at all. Simultaneously familiar  and opaque, it often threatens to devolve into a pastiche of  Aphex Twin's favorite tricks. 
 
  It doesn't, thanks largely to the ubiquity of the piano,  which serves not just as the album's muse but also as its  chief design element. "Drukqs" seizes on the sharp attack  and long decay of a piano note, and almost every sound is an  explosion that drifts slowly down to earth like a spent  firework. One song, "Kladfvgbung Micshk," uses a prepared  piano for both the rhythm and the melody, and this  suggestion — that a rhythm instrument can have a melodic  value, and vice versa — creates a sense of ambiguity that  hovers over the whole album: we're often not quite sure  whether we're hearing a beat or a tone. The last three songs  are a journey back to the acoustic realm, from drum machine  madness to brittle electronic melodies to prepared piano,  ending with a piano unadorned — brittle melodies played on  an 18th-century drum machine. 
 
  In some ways, Mr. Hawtin's career has paralleled that of  Aphex Twin. Both earned acclaim in 1993 for their  contributions to "Artificial Intelligence," a series of  albums on Warp Records: Aphex Twin, recording as Polygon  Window, released "Surfing on Sine Waves"; Mr. Hawtin,  recording as F.U.S.E., released "Dimension Intrusion." In  the years since, Mr. Hawtin, using the pseudonym Plastikman,  has made music that builds on the minimalism and  adventurousness of Detroit techno. His most recent  Plastikman album, "Consumed" (1998), was a toneless  collection of hums and clicks, electricity echoing across an  empty dance floor. 
 
  In 1999, Mr. Hawtin — recording under his own name —  released "Decks, Efx & 909," a mix of other people's music  (and a few tracks of his own). "Decks" refers to the  turntables he used to do the mixing, "Efx" refers to the  processors he used to manipulate the records as they played,  and "909" refers to the Roland TR-909 drum machine, which he  played alongside the records. The disc included a diagram to  explain which of the 38 records was being played and when  (there was lots of overlap). The result was a rousing  collection of sparse, hard-hitting techno that moved from  one style to the next through a sophisticated process of  addition and subtraction. 
 
  The sequel, "DE9: Closer to the Edit" (Novamute 3064-2),  takes this approach one step further. Mr. Hawtin has been  working with a system called Final Scratch, which allows an  old-fashioned turntable to play digital audio files stored  on a computer. Final Scratch includes a 12-inch vinyl record  encoded with digital information, not music. A standard  record player turns this information into an audio signal,  and the computer uses that signal to figure out where the  needle is and how fast the record is moving. Final Scratch  treats the record like a spinning mouse pad and a standard  stylus like a mouse. As the disc jockey manipulates the  vinyl record — speeding it up, slowing it down, playing it  backward — the computer manipulates whatever sound or  snippet has been selected. This technology might finally  liberate disc jockeys from record collections, and that's a  big deal for anyone who has learned to use a turntable as a  musical instrument. 
 
  Final Scratch has already liberated Mr. Hawtin from the  linearity of old-fashioned records, which can only be played  forward or backward. For "Closer to the Edit," he broke down  75 tracks into hundreds of snippets and then reassembled the  snippets into an hour of minimalist pounding. There are some  moments of high drama, especially near the end, when a  buoyant organ cuts in, swiped from a record by Philippe Cam.  
 
  Reached by telephone at his home in Windsor, Ontario, Mr.  Hawtin said that Mr. Cam's track was originally "a sweet  ambient record" — nothing but an organ note for about 10  minutes. 
 
  "It's like a dance classic now, the way it worked out in the  mix," he said. 
 
  It's a shame there aren't more surprises like that. Too much  of "Closer to the Edit" rushes by without making much of an  impression; its amalgamated thump never shows any signs of  letting up. 
 
  Mr. Hawtin has compared his mix CD's to jigsaw puzzles, and  Final Scratch allows him to make the pieces smaller. But how  small can the pieces get before the puzzle becomes a  painting? As Mr. Hawtin put it, "What is the difference  between me turning on a drum machine and sequencing a number  of drum sounds, and me resequencing a number of samples from  records?" Much of "Closer to the Edit" was mixed without the  help of a turntable, and yet Mr. Hawtin would never have  made it without the influence of Final Scratch. He has taken  a disc jockey's approach to organizing his samples, sliding  from one to the next without stopping to catch his breath.  The rhythm holds constant while tone and timbres shift —  it's essentially a solo album put together like a D.J. mix.  Like "Drukqs," "Closer to the Edit" borrows its internal  logic from the instrument that inspired it. 
 
  We're used to seeing old-fashioned piano keys on the latest  synthesizers. And Final Scratch could do for the turntable  what synthesizers did for the piano, revamping age-old  hardware with brand-new software. Paradoxically enough, the  threatened obsolescence of these instruments has made their  musical value clearer than ever: the piano and the turntable  suggest not just two sounds, but two different approaches to  making music. As Aphex Twin and Richie Hawtin demonstrate,  instruments can also be organizing principles, concrete ways  of thinking about abstract sound. For electronic musicians,  these "ways of thinking" function as virtual genres: a  musician who thinks like a pianist makes a different kind of  album than a musician who thinks like a disc jockey, even  though they both have access to the same infinite library of  sounds. And so "Drukqs" and "Closer to the Edit" are  tributes to the importance of hardware in an age of  software. They are testament to the staying power of  yesterday's musical instruments, reborn as tomorrow's  musical metaphors. 
 
 
 
  
         
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         Phobiazero
             from Sweden on 2001-11-05 07:35 [#00048586]
        
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Ah, cool! Thanks Xanatos....
 
  
         
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         Phobiazero
             from Sweden on 2001-11-05 07:38 [#00048587]
        
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...and thank you, MutantDeathPengwin! :-)
 
  
         
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