September 12, 2007

Lopazz - Fuck Me!

A contemporary quandary: if a piece of music isn’t on Discogs, does it exist? I’m beginning to wonder the same thing about myself: without the mirror of myself on Facebook or Myspace (I refuse, I refuse), it’s easy to forget that you “are”. But here is Gigolo #211, a three track EP not noted by Discogs (likely because it’s an internet-only release,) but written by Lopazz in collaboration with Deafny Moon and Savas Pascadilis.

In moving to Gigolo, Lopazz has done the expected and grown in sawteeth and electroid muscles, producing three different tracks that attack the need to groove from three distinct angles: one spooky, one rumble-buzzing, and one poppy. “Fuck Me!” represents the first of the three takes for a dark Ivan Smagghe-ish electro-pop number where the lyric “hold your hand” could easily be mistaken for “gland” in the back room of some seedy nightspot. “What Should I Do” meanwhile rolls over itself like a clumsy polarbear tripping over Metope’s Nord Micromodular, while “Watermelon Man” takes Savas Pascadilis’ voice for a ride into the foolish world of slap-bass minimal disco, creating something not unlike pre-neotrance Schaben and Voss. This is all good stuff, but there’s some intangible factor missing for me to really recommend it. And judging by the high standard set by Lopazz’ recent material, this single is likely to be of middling interest. If indeed it does exist.


International Deejay Gigolos
/ Gigolo 211
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[Peter Chambers]


February 24, 2006

Ryan Crosson - Artists Have Bad Haircuts

Ryan Crosson is another disciple of the M_nus sound, a druggy take on techno & mechanical funk that lives primarily between Detroit and Ontario. After a very promising 12 on Trapez last year, Artists Have Bad Haircuts finds him trying to shake off some of the excess DNA from Matthew Dear and Magda that also permeated his recent 12 as Berg Nixon. Nevertheless, Crosson shows off some excellent production chops, especially on the title track, where he positions a barely audible sweeping drone to sound like it is occurring completely outside the scope of the track. To put it another way, I was listening to it while stopping off at a local pharmacy and I thought this sweeping sound was the sound of the pharmacys radio seeping in to my headphones.

Telegraph / 023
[Michael F. Gill]