Chicagan folk noise
G. T. A. Bath | New Orleans | 08/05/2005
(5 out of 5 stars)
"A montana-based no-friends like me the first to review this super collection? Behave!
Personally, I think this contains some of the most flat out exhilarating, psychadelic, other-wordly, coldly electronic yet viscerally human records made ever. Contains many classics of the genre, plus several lesser known good ones. I shall'nt bore you with my list of what i consider grevious ommisions, because you would end up reading a whole load of text, that was, quite frankly, unnecessary, superfluous, overblown, self-important, besides-the-case, and that would just go on and on and on without really enlightening Joe Public (why do they call you Joe public, is that your real name, whats the etymology of that, and why not call you something else, like the compilers of this compilation, such as Jack; they missed the comma though, ie. Can you, Jack? What it is that they're inquiring over is left eerily open) about the true contents of the record over which they'd hand their dosh.
I got this on lovely thick big pieces of twelwe-inch vinyl and whenever things quieten down or the audience get just a bit complacent (albeit maybe a complacency that I may have deliberately lulled them into, via a snippet of Sheryl Crow), at my rare-but-rarified DJ sets down at the Old Ranger, i stick one of these beauties on and sit back and observe the transcendent cardnage.
Dance/electronic music was rarely this exciting ever again, which means that music in general rarely was. How often does a genre come along that is seriously wicked, but also sound utterly unlike anything that preceeds it? Not often these days i'd wager.
I like to think of it as folk-dance music (like eastern european gypsy, klezmer, or irish reels), but uniquely fashioned in Chicago. Using a 303 instead of a mandolin or the like.
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