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Swim And Sleep Like A Shark by Unknown Mortal Orchestra

Unknown Mortal Orchestra

Биография артиста Unknown Mortal Orchestra

Трио Из Портленда — Свежий Пример Того Как Блогосфера Рождает На Свет Музыкантов. Лидер Группы Рубан Нильсон Экс-Mint Chicks Полгода Назад Вывесил На Bandcamp Одну-Единственную Песню Собственного Сочинения А Через Два Дня Его Телефон Оборвали Журналисты И Лейблы Пришлось Срочно Собирать Друзей Додумывать Новые Треки И Записывать Демо. Хотя Звучит Результат С Точностью До Наоборот — Словно Unknown Mortal Orchestra Не Спешили А Обстоятельно И Дотошно Разбирали Залежавшиеся На Чердаке Пластинки С Психоделическим Роком 1960-Х. Записанный На Винтажный Кассетный Рекордер Альбом Будто Бы Здесь И Сейчас Сымпровизирован Cream The Byrds И Капитаном Бифхартом Если Бы Все Они Были Неумелыми Но Неугомонными Школьниками Щенячье Кислотное Счастье Тут Подпрыгивает Под Ритмы Фанка Ритм-Энд-Блюза И Гаражного Рока А Тонкие Голоски Заходятся В Мелодиях Таких Цепких Что Они Непременно Просятся На Какое-Нибудь Пиратское Радио. Эксперимент Этот Конечно Чисто Умозрительный И Больше Похож На Шаловливый Выпендреж Чем На Серьезный Труд По Реставрации Ретрозвука Но Один Раз Очень Даже Работает Perhaps We'd All Be Better Off If It Was Always "all About The Music Man." But Until Recently Most Discussion Of Unknown Mortal Orchestra Understandably Went From Lauding The Unshakeable Hooks Of "Ffunny Ffriends" And "How Can You Luv Me?" To Wondering Why True To Their Name They Remained Anonymous. Protracted Mystery Can Cause As Much Skepticism As The Most Overt Press Blitz And Information Had Been Scarce Since They Popped Up Last Year With A Bandcamp Page Of Intriguing And Untraceable Songs. Some Time After Those Songs Started Being Performed Live By Human Beings Who Do Mundane Things Like Wear Baja Drug Rugs Live In Portland And Maintain An Active Twitter Feed. But There's Still Something Eerily Extraterrestrial About Their Debut LP As If It Were Something That Fell From The Sky Completely Intact. You Wonder If It Might Be An Artifact From Some Psych-Rock Acid Casualty A Long-Forgotten Kiwi-Popper Or An Elephant 6 Offshoot. You Want To Poke At It Prod It And Try To Carbon Date It. None Of The Ambiguity Would Matter If UMO Didn't Spring To Life From The First Happily Bopping Seconds Of "Ffunny Ffriends" And Provide A Half Hour Of Rich Analog Sizzle That Extends Far Beyond Its Meager Recording Budget Seriously Try And Find It On Vinyl If Possible . Though Obviously More Camera Shy Than Sleigh Bells Or Cults UMO Represents A Similar Merger Of Simple And Catchy Melodies Lovingly Marooned In A Raw Buzzcut Production That Puts An Emphasis On The Beats. The Major Difference For UMO Is That Their Grit Radiates From The Inside Out. Funk Too Often Comes Off As A Jittery Affectation Or Genre Exercise Even For Rock Bands Who Are Pretty Good At It. But For Bandleader Ruban Nielson It Feels Like A Natural Songwriting Mode. The Tortured But Deceptively Joyous Hook From "How Can You Luv Me?" Does Plenty To Draw You In To The Point Where It Might Take The Fifth Listen To Focus On Just How Limber The Rhythm Section Is. It's Hardly Alone In Sounding Like A Readymade Breakbeat So It's Not Surprising That The Cratedigging Likes Of El-P ?uestlove And Das Racist Have All Taken To Tweeting UMO's Praises. But The Sound Wouldn't Matter Without Songwriting. When A Singer Gets Praised For Incorporating His Or Her Voice Like Another Instrument In The Mix It's Usually A Reference To Texture. And While Nielson Often Works In An Androgynous Bristling Tone That's Certainly Ingratiating On Its Own Merits It's More Remarkable For Its Sophisticated Approach To Melody. Whether Gripping The Thrilling Hairpin Turns Of "Bicycle" Arranging Complex Lattices Of Syncopation On "Thought Ballune" Or Simply Doubling Down On His Own Leads On "Ffunny Ffriends" He Converses With The Inventive Guitar Playing Like He's Making A Sales Pitch. The Riffs Tell You What You're Gonna Hear The Vocals Respond And They Link Up In A Way That Makes Everything So Welcoming And Familiar By The Middle Of The Song Itself. Combined With An Expert Use Of Space Rare For Such A Lo-Fi Record UMO Manages A Unique Immersive And Psychedelic Quality Without Relying On The Usual Array Of Bong-Ripping Effects. As With Treats Or Cults It's Easy To View The Band's Ability To Do Just A Few Things Very Well As A Potential Liability. But Many Of UMO's Charms Come While They Jab At Their Limitations. "Little Blu House" Dots Its Airy Landscape With Harmonies That Seem To Change Color With Each Stacked Layer And Closer "Boy Witch" Indulges In Some Intriguing Post-Punk Guitar Damage That Could Indicate A Future Direction. That Said The Track Stuffed With The Most Experimentation Ends Up Being The Weakest. "Nerve Damage" Is Part Envelope Filter-Hotdogging And Part Goony Thrash But Pretty Much All Filler Ultimately. But Hell Being Able To Recognize Unknown Mortal Orchestra's Imperfection However Minor Lends Their Debut Some Humanity. As Does Being Able To See A Press Photo Of The Shaggy But High-Functioning Space Cadets Who Made It.