Regardless
of how you want to describe this music, there is definitely a lot going on
within here as my notes on it seemingly become a poem in and of itself. There are whistling birds and then a pretty
guitar comes on only to be manipulated by the tape speeds. There is an audio clip and then whirrs like
that Willy Wonka boat ride.
The
play by play for Side A might be best left to your surprise, though I can tell
you that through it all the building leads to a certain level of chaos before
the ending and one word being uttered: Satan.
It is that experimental/noise/art type of sound done to perfection and
something that all artists (and listeners) need to take note of when trying to
describe such a genre.
Side
B takes you on a similar ride, and I do enjoy the phrasing that I used of “industrial
strength noise” as I feel it fits this rather well. This time there is an audio clip that says “I
don’t play it for music”, and on some levels that sums this up quite
nicely. At least it does better than
anything to do with the devil.
Great review of Le Scrambled Débutante!
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