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| | | pan (germany) #pan 11 lp billy bao “urban disease” long playing record - urban disease (1)
- urban disease (2)
| march 2010 release ; as-ever a confounding set from mattin’s billy bao, heard here in a fleshed-out “orchestral” variant with taku unami, tim barnes, barry weisblat & margarida garcia all contributing in some fashion ...
the whole “song-by-song cover of amon düül's psychedelic underground” conceit isn’t really that far off (even if it was intended as a smoke-screen) ; when you can decipher the band through mattin’s layer of gain-destroyed post-processing there’s a certain “jammy” feel that belies most players’ roots as “serious improvisers” ...
great, if bewilderingly odd music, cut with long snatches of silence (silent grooves actually ; the inclusion of which pushes the total run time to something like 50 minutes) ... |
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billy bao 'urban disease' lp (pan 11)
'urban disease' is the new radical work by billy bao, mattin, taku unami, tim barnes, barry weisblat and margarida garcia.
it's important to remember that before mattin and anarchism ruined his life, billy bao was a bit of a troubadour who accompanied himself on acoustic guitar and warbled wild songs of protest in his native nigerian patois. this new album, his third on vinyl, finds billy in a transitional phase toward the end of 2006, before the gaztetxes of bilbao burrowed into his marrow, before mattin became the merle to his g.g., before billy turned into herpes sore in the mouth of global capitalism.
"billy doesn't believe in hypnagogia," we're told, "because he always sleeps with one eye open, and when he dreams, all he sees is aids denialists, german shepherds, and soldiers disguised as un peacekeepers." before taku unami fucked it up, this session found bao relaxed and in high spirits as he conducted a pickup band of itinerant improvisers through a song-by-song cover of amon düül's psychedelic underground. margarida garcia lent her astounding skill and highly personal idiom on the electric double-bass, in her hands an instrument with the tension of string on wood and the disruptive potential of a crackle box. barry weisblat, meanwhile, teased out a century of drone from a cornell lunchbox of filament and circuitry. who better to play drums and percussion than the sainted tim barnes? mattin, thumb and forefinger compulsively pinching or stroking his hitler mustache after every take, funneled billy's malaise through laptop, percussion, and folk instrumentation. there was even, astonishingly, a women's choir on hand, eerily filling out the atmosphere with wordless vocals and incantations. but this is after, and the result is a fragmentary, extremely loud hippie jam session punctuated by stretches of uneasy silence and scrape.
the lp is mastered and cut by rashad becker at d&m, in a limited edition of 500 copies, pressed on 140g vinyl and comes in a poly-lined inner sleeve. it is packaged in a pro-press jacket which itself is housed in a silk screened pvc sleeve with original artwork by new york artist henry flynt.
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