Music Reviews

An epic masterpeice
06/04/2001
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(5 out of 5 stars)

"yume bitsu's second record: epic soundscapes of guitars, syth and drums that explode in triumphant chacophany. this lp is a giant leap forward from their first record, giant surface music, and its epic grandeur dwarfs subsequent yume recordings with its dense layers of foggy guitar smear. if mogwai were less about quiet-loud and more about building naturally to the loud points, they might reach the glory yume bitsu taps into on this record. if godspeed you black emperor lightened up a little and let their guitars chime in major keys instead of sulking in gothic morbidity, and had occasional vocals instead of occasional samples of bums rambling about nonsense, they might sound like this record. if bedhead ever let themselves jam out the ends of their songs for 10 minutes and got really, really loud, they might sound like this. if yo la tengo had three more guitarists and all they did were those long songs at the end of their records, they might sound like this. if brian eno made guitar records with a drummer back in the 70's when he was making ambient synth records, they might have sounded like this. if tangerine dream drenched their keyboards in fuzz and delay, and recruited kevin sheilds to add guitar textures, it might sound like this. or something like that."


Yume Bitsu: Yume Bitsu
So many lost opportunities. So sad.
 
Jeffrey Phelps | cinci | 05/25/2010
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(5 out of 5 stars)

"I first started digging Hitchcock around the mid eighties. I know this because i was married
in 1986. Trying to turn my new bride on to some good music was not easy. She was a white wedding ...New music was to be labeled, so I told her robyn hitchcock sounds like the beatles with syd barret in the band. After explaining who the beatles and syd barrett were, no, just kidding... I'm not real smart, so it took me until this cd to say,"this sounds like robyn hitchcock." I hope my xwife reads this........miss u baby..."


Robyn Hitchcock, Venus 3: Propeller Time
 
Georgia R Kirby
5.0 out of 5 stars Five Stars
Reviewed in the United States on December 5, 2014
Verified Purchase

I have this Cd in every house,car and gift


Explain, please. What were you trying to say?

Dave Brubeck :: Ballads: Music for You

 
In contrast, a thoughtful review:

Like wisps of smoke rising from smoldering mass graves
The Sanity Inspector | USA | 03/13/2001
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(4 out of 5 stars)

"I have to confess; I resisted this work for a long time, for reasons of anti-fashion. The idea that such an achingly spiritual work like this should become mood music for zinfadel-tippling [sic] yuppies was disgusting to me. Of course, to do just the opposite is also to follow fashion. I was only depriving myself, so when I finally sat down and paid serious attention to it, I was as deeply affected as most every other listener was. Poor martyred Poland! Has any country in Europe been kicked around so terribly in the last 200 years as she has? It's a wonder more music like this hasn't been produced by Polish composers. I haven't read anyone who says so, but I suspect that this work was a piece of musical _samizdat_. It was composed in 1976, halfway between the Gdansk protests and repression of 1970 and the Solidarity movement of 1980. The piece makes an obvious connection between Christ and the victims of the Holocaust, but one can easily read allusions to Poland's plight under the Soviet jackboot as well. Consider these verses from the third movement: He lies in the grave/ I know not where/ Though I ask people/ Everywhere/ Perhaps the poor boy/ Lies in a rough trench/ Instead of lying, as he might,/ In a warm bed. This could as easily refer to the massacred Polish officers at Katyn as to the victims of Auschwitz.

There have been other symphonic evocations of death. There were the fever-dreams of the condemned man in Berlioz' _Symphony Fantastique_. There was the bat-winged medieval Angel of Death in Suk's _Asrael_. There was Bruckner's Symphony no. 9, which may as well have "Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints" embossed on it. And there was Mahler's Ninth, with his joys and despairs all jumbled together and arcing apart until everything just expires in that wispy, plaintive coda. But a single death is a tragedy, and a million deaths are a statistic. How can the sorrow of millions of deaths, millions of scarred souls, millions of muzzled spirits, millions of maimed lives be put across in music? Apparently, like this. Simply and directly, without a lot of flailing orchestration. The turbid rumble of double-basses at the opening clear away into a sad tune as the strings climb the scale. It's the cinematic equivalent of a slow fade-in, or a long dolly-in to closeup. And then there is Ms. Upshaw's voice, which is as lovely as can be. Then back down the scale we go, into darkness. The other two movements are much in the manner of the Estonian composer Arvo Part, widely labeled "minimalist", but really the opposite of the soulless work of better-known western composers in that idiom.

The music is haunting, beautiful in its simplicity. Gorecki has been reported as being startled at the huge response the symphony elicited abroad, and he has since reverted back to his avant-garde noise-making. Maybe he suspects that he may never connect so profoundly with a wide audience again. No matter. This symphony was an event, and is a keeper."


David Zinman, London Sinfonietta, Dawn Upshaw :: Henryk Gorecki: Symphony 3 "Sorrowful Songs"​

 


THE WORST CRITICS FAILS:

The Beatles: Abbey Road (1969)
# ALL THINGS MUSIC PLUS+ 5/5 (MUST-HAVE!)

ED WARD
Edmund Ward (born 1948) is an American writer and radio commenter known since 1986 as the "rock-and-roll historian" for NPR's program Fresh Air and one of the original founders of Austin's South by Southwest music festival.

He has been on the staff of Crawdaddy! (1967), Rolling Stone (1970), and Creem (1971–1977) magazines and of the Austin American-Statesman and The Austin Chronicle (where he has been honored as part of their annual "Restaurant Poll", lending his name to their "Ed Ward Memorial Sandwich" award). Ward has written several books on the history of rock-and-roll and has contributed content, with Rashod Ollison, for the PBS website for the documentary series Get Up, Stand Up: The Story of Pop and Protest. In addition to his music history lessons on NPR's Fresh Air he contributes to The New York Times, The Wall Street Journal, and various music magazines.
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ROLLING STONE REVIEW
~ Ed Ward, November 15, 1969

"What's it like? Well, I don't much like it, but then I have a thing about the Beatles. Since Revolver I've been buying their albums, playing them a couple of times, and then forgetting about them. The last album was, admittedly, exciting in places, but I still don't play it much because there's still too much stuff on it that should have been edited...Of course, the Beatles are still the Beatles, but it does tread a rather tenuous line between boredom, Beatledom, and bubblegum...

...Side two is a disaster...The slump begins with 'Because', which is a rather nothing song...the biggest bomb on the album is 'Sun King', which overflows with sixth and ninth chords and finally degenerates into a Muzak-sounding thing with Italian lyrics. It is probably the worst thing the Beatles have done since they changed drummers. This leads into the 'Suite' which finishes up the side. There are six little songs, each slightly under two minutes long, all of which are so heavily overproduced that they are hard to listen to...

...It is tempting to think that the Beatles are saying with this album that the only alternative to 'getting back' for them is producing more garbage on this order, and that they have priced it so outrageously so that fewer people would buy it. But if that's so, then why bother to release it at all? They must realize that any album they choose to release is going to get a gold record just because so many people love, respect and trust the Beatles. They've been shucking us a lot recently, and it's a shame because they don't have to. Surely they must have enough talent and intelligence to do better than this. Or do they? Tune in next time and find out."


Attribution to All Things Music Plus

 
With a Spring in his step
Laon | moon-lit Surry Hills | 12/09/2002
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(4 out of 5 stars)

"As everyone knows, the great mystery of the 20th century wasn't "Who shot JFK", or even "What really happened at Roswell?"* It was this: "How come at the beginning of the twentieth century Wagner was conducted fast while Bach was slow, but by the end of the 20th century it had worked the other way round?"You can blame aliens, the Mob, Cuban refugees or the communists, but here at Conspiracy Central we know the true culprits. First, general (rightful) reverence for the conductors Furtwängler and Knappertsbusch, whose Wagner was notoriously slow - though they still made things move when the drama required it. Despite their own greatness, their influence on a generation or two of imitators who thought slow had to mean deep (Reginald Goodall, for example) was mostly malign. Second, cultural shift: the Victorians and their early twentieth century successors thought of Bach as essentially religious music, even the secular pieces, so that listening to Bach was as virtuous as attending church. We're now less inclined to take Bach's apparent Lutheran pieties at face value, while Wagner's more complex spirituality becomes accepted as part of the Sacred. So while Bach performance moved from the ritualised to the dramatic, Wagner performance headed in the opposite direction. But there's an alternative twentieth century tradition of Wagner conducting, which stayed closer to the fast-moving pace set by Wagner himself in his own works, and by conductors close to Wagner. Two giants in this brisker tradition are Toscanini and the under-rated (and sadly under-recorded) Alfred Coates. Another is Leinsdorf. To get a feel for Leinsdorf's approach to _Walküre_, and its merits, it's only necessary to begin at the beginning, and listen to what Leinsdorf makes of the Act I prelude. I used to wonder, hearing other versions of this music (Furtwängler, Karajan, Solti, Böhm), why Wagner's earliest critics were so excited by that opening weather report. I heard only a passage with little melodic interest and no very convincing evocation of a storm. In the bass strings we had perhaps an echo of Siegmund grimly plodding through some bad weather, but that was about it. But in the Leinsdorf version Wagner's music suddenly made sense. It was like a fuzzy image coming into focus, revealing a crisp, clear picture. At Leinsdorf's speed you really do feel and hear the buffeting wind and something of Siegmund's danger and desperation. Play it and the temperature in your room will drop. Leinsdorf's speed and vividness pay off in other places: for example Brünnhilde and Wotan's lighthearted exchange at the opening of Act II, before Fricka sets the tragedy in motion, and in big moments such as the Walkürenritt and Wotan's farewell. The other great strength of this set is the cast. The advantages of Hans Hotter's Wotan over George London's are well known: Hotter was the greater vocal actor, and makes you feel Wotan's dilemma and pain like no one else in this role. But there's another side: compare Hotter's and London's "Nun zäume dein Ross" at the beginning of Act II. Hotter is stretched beyond endurance; the voice seems big but ungainly, insecure both of note and of rhythm. By contrast George London takes the passage in his stride, with focussed, strong and handsome singing. He may not have Hotter's insight in the long monologue, but where the role calls first and foremost for firm and beautiful singing (as in Wotan's final passages in Act III) London comes into his own. The young Jon Vickers gives us one of the best Siegmunds since Melchior. I prefer Vickers' performance on this set, at the beginning of his career, to his later performance for Karajan. In that set the problem wasn't Vickers but Karajan, who adopts a leaden pace for the impossibly romantic music where Siegmund promises Sieglinde that he will Take Her Away From All This. In Leinsdorf this music, like the twins themselves, is properly passionate. Vickers' partner Gre Brouwenstijn is at the end of her career, but still an ardent and youthful-sounding Sieglinde. This set also introduced Birgit Nilsson, with her first complete recording of the _Walküre_ Brünnhilde. Flagstad's golden tone has never been replaced, but Nilsson's steely strength is the next best thing. Nilsson was better for Solti, but in Leinsdorf she gets to sing her glorious Act III music with George London almost equally glorious in reply, which gives the advantage to Leinsdorf. Of the remaining cast David Ward is an adequate Hunding and Rita Gorr an adequate Fricka, but no more. On the other hand Leinsdorf's Walküren make a great flight team. So why only four stars? I've praised Leinsdorf's brisk approach, but it does have a cost. In some moments where the music should linger, where tenderness of phrasing is called for, Leinsdorf throws the musical line away. Try the Act I orchestral interlude, where Siegmund stares into the fire before bursting out with "Ein Schwert verhiesst mir". Leinsdorf is merely efficient here, where he needs to be magical. The plaintive working and reworking of Sieglinde's and related themes, the startling appearance of the sword motif, all these things simply pass by, too quickly to make the proper impact. There is no perfect _Walküre_ recording. My own solution is to play the legendary Bruno Walter Act I with Melchior, followed by Solti's Act II, and finally Leinsdorf's Act III. So while this is not the perfect _Walküre_ either, it has some unique strengths, in Leinsdorf, London, Vickers and Nilsson, that place it among the best. Cheers!Laon(* The answers to the less important 20th century mysteries? "Probably just Lee Harvey Oswald", and "Impressive commercial exploitation of an urban myth".)"

Wagner, Vickers, Ward :: Die Walkure​

 
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