Manchester’s unprecedentedly extensive electronic music festival, The Warehouse Project has just announced the full lineup scheduled to perform at the Victoria Warehouse across the final 12 weeks of 2012. Among the myriad names listed on the bill are luminaries Richie Hawtin, Ricardo Villalobos, Four Tet, Flying Lotus, Pearson Sound, Maya Jane Coles, Carl Craig, Roska, Nicolas Jaar, Jacques Greene, Ben UFO, Jimmy Edgar, Tensnake, and many, many more. The Warehouse Project kicks off on September 28 with a massive night curated by the folks at Rinse FM, and ends on New Year’s Eve with an as-yet-unannounced lineup. You can check out the entire immense lineup here and nab your tickets here.
Although dak (a.k.a. Dakim Saadiq) is originally from Detroit, the lo-fi, Dilla-indebted crunch of “Thanks for Flowa” walks, talks, and acts like a native product of the massive LA beat scene. The tune is one of 22 beats the producer has composed throughout the last decade, just released as a double-sided record called youstandit/leftrecord. While youstandit tinkers with blips and stuttering rhythms, leftrecord is its more lush and comforting foil. The hip-hop beat in leftrecord cut “Thanks for Flowa” cradles the kind of glittering bass and cooing melodies familiar to fans of Shlo-Fi-era Shlohmo and Teebs’ wispy beat experimentations. Its delicate trills and shimmering keys trickle into the lull of dak’s muffled rhythm and blissed-out vibes.
Tom Scholefield is feeling a bit rough around the edges. The 27-year-old animator, director, and audio/visual artist behind the Konx-om-Pax moniker is lounging in the kitchen of his Glasgow home, smoking cigarettes and recovering from a late night. He and some friends organize an old-skool/hardcore-themed party at an old-fashioned lawn-bowling club in the city. It’s six p.m. the next day and and he’s just starting to pull it together. “Last night was the best yet. We don’t advertise that much but we had a really good turnout.”
We’re here to talk about his visual work on the eve of his debut album on Planet Mu, Regional Surrealism. The difficulty we experience keeping our conversation focused on the visual side of things is one of many indications that Scholefield’s talent isn’t bound to one medium. He spends a lot of time indoors, making music, DJing, and especially producing the brightly colored, detailed videos and sleeve designs that have become a striking presence in the world of underground electronic music over the past few years. Scholefield/Konx-om-Pax started picking up steam in 2009 with covers for releases by fellow Glaswegians Hudson Mohawke and Rustie (the fluorescent, ’90s bestiary of the former’s Butter and the illustration-software DNA splash of the latter’s Bad Science). Perhaps more notably, he also put together the mysterious virtual-reality obelisk on Oneohtrix Point Never’s No Fun compilation, Rifts.
But his 3-D animations are his most distinctive and technically impressive work. It’s even more striking when you consider the fact that he’s self-taught, and does all the direction and animation on his own. Scholefield graduated from the Glasgow School of Art in 2006, and “ended up doing animation as a way to not to have to do any other studio work.” “I wasn’t too interested in traditional graphic design,” he says of his time at art school. “I was more into sounds and experimental stuff. I remember my tutors putting me on to people like John Cage and Stockhausen, ways to visually represent audio.”
Though his work has made for a coherent story arc in retrospect, Scholefield’s career has been, in his words, “a bit all over the shop.” By the time he graduated from art school, he’d figured out that he didn’t like doing graphics—which is what he studied, in theory anyway. “It was just avoidance,” he of his subsequent move into direction and animation, “but it’s ended up as my main source of income.” Whatever he was avoiding by shifting roles, though, it clearly wasn’t working.
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“I spent a lot of months last year just waiting for stuff to render, sleeping in shifts on the sofa in the studio,” he said. “The Martyn video [for Viper] took about a month, and half of that was rendering. I’m a glutton for punishment, but I think of it as learning how to deal with these things yourself so when you get bigger budgets or do more adventurous projects, you can get other people on board.”
Scholefield got his start as a director and animator in 2006, with a visually simple but labor-intensive video for Jamie Lidell. He met the Warp artist through booking shows at the art school. When Lidell, his tour manager, and sound guy needed a place to stay, Scholefield offered his parents’ place in Paisley. “We ended up getting drunk and shooting a video in the garage. We decided we should have Jamie sing a song for my cat,” he said. Scholefield spent the next six months tracing over the frames, a technique called rotoscoping—the process that makes A-ha’s “Take on Me” video or Richard Linklater’s movie A Scanner Darkly look the way they do—to make the two-minute video. The cat looks pretty bummed, but the video introduced him to Warp and opportunities for more work opened up.
Scholefield spent the intervening years teaching himself to craft increasingly detailed, textured 3-D worlds. Despite the accomplishment on display in his most recent piece—the Regional Surrealism album trailer, whose overhead shots of a biomechanical dirigible gliding serenely over a monochromatic landscape call to mind some of late French comic artist Moebius’ iconic illustrations—Scholefield isn’t totally comfortable with the animator title. “I’m technically not as savvy as most people,” he says. “As with most things these days, if you wanna learn about software, you just go online and find every single forum and tutorial. I’ve learned to do videos that way, bit by bit.”
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He taught himself the 3-D animation software Cinema 4D on the job, after securing the go-ahead from DFA to make a video for the Capracara track “King of the Witches.” “I did it for free cuz I wanted to practice,” he says. That video is an impressive debut, and like the Moebius nod in his album trailer, it points to another of Scholefield’s influences. The white cubes that spin hypnotically in a bowl take off from Piotr Kamler’s stop-motion animation for the musique concrète composer Bernard Parmegiani’s “Une Mission Ephémère.” But the video also introduces something original, a pace that Scholefield sticks to in many of his animations: it’s a languid, hypnotically measured motion, as if the imaginary camera and all the objects in the immediate environment are submerged in water.
“I watched Solaris the other day and it really fucking freaked me out, man,” he says of a recent aquatic epiphany. The Andrei Tarkovsky film has a few memorable, lingering shots of reeds undulating in clear green water. In the context of the film, these flashbacks stand in for protagonist Kris Kelvin’s nostalgia for the Earth as he bides his time on a scientific research station hovering above a weirdly sentient ocean planet. In Scholefield’s own work, the earthly and unearthly coexist in the same space. As fantastic as Konx-om-Pax videos are, they’re still tied to the physical world. “I love quite dark sci-fi, and I’m really fascinated with water and reflections. I started thinking about how that relates to the idea of alternate realities and different states of being, joining the dots between Drexciyan mythology and a Tarkovsky film.”
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Some of his most important influences come from the highbrow, avant-garde side of things, though retro sci-fi references are equally important to his work and float closer to the surface. He’s far from alone in this kind of cultural salvage work, the willful flattening and defamiliarization of familiar points of reference. Think of Oneohtrix Point Never’s Daniel Lopatin and his YouTube “echo jams,” or the Windows 95 dystopia of James Ferraro’s polarizing Far Side Virtual. Scholefield talks of his affinity with “your average Brooklyn synth dude.” So when he describes James Ferraro as a “total dude, really into stuff,” his vague specificity suggests it’s a particularly apt self-description as well—Scholefield seems to bounce between esoteric and pop-culture references in conversation and in his work, but for him, there’s no distance. His cultural omnivorousness finds expression in his portfolio as well, blurring the line between reverent homage and futurist impulses. He’s done graphic design for and toured as a DJ with post-rock figureheads Mogwai on the one hand and made neon sea anemones dance in the video for Hudson Mohawke’s “Joy Fantastic” on the other. The music he makes as Konx-om-Pax is insular, foreboding, and monochromatic, while the art he contributed to Lone’s 2012 album Galaxy Garden is as alien-bright as the neo-rave tunes inside. Indeed, Glasgow seems to have a pronounced interdisciplinary vibe, abetting people like Scholefield who seem to draw energy from variety.
“Everybody does everything,” he says of Glasgow’s vibe. “There are loads of tiny scenes, it’s all sort of intertwined. My favorite club nights are the ones with music policies like Numbers‘. You can go and hear old disco, then it will go into crunk and then into Drexciya. It’s all over the shop. It’s the same thing with Optimo. Good, solid eclectic things.”
Conversational detours from Scholefield’s own work into topics like Nam June Paik and getting sucked into UbuWeb’s avant-garde rabbit-hole are par for the course for a “total dude, really into stuff.” But the contours of the discussion also establish that, in a generationally appropriate way, Konx-om-Pax is truly a catchall banner for all of Scholefield’s activities. For him, as for his viewers and listeners, there’s no hard and fast distinction between creating and taking in, much less being a visual artist and an audio artist. He takes turns playing each ostensibly distinct role. Regional Surrealism, for example, took shape in the wake of an “animation headfuck,” a disillusioning experience working with a production company and label last year. “I started making music to sort my head out from all the crap associated with doing animation, it was quite the fix,” he says.
But now that the album and its trailer are in the can, he’ll be going to go back to directing videos for other musicians. He’ll be shooting a video for John Cale in the near future, but for now, he’s just going to chill and watch some TV. Must be nice to use a sofa for something other than sleeping during marathon rendering sessions.
Next week, UK talent Throwing Snow (a.k.a. Ross Tones) will inaugurate his new label, Snowfall, with the release of his Clamour EP. To celebrate the new record and Snowfall’s christening, the producer has offered up a bonus cut of surging and manic low end titled “Le Coeur.” The tune opens with a steady clomp that soon cascades into rapid-fire drum patter and rumbling bass tones, which is highlighted by high, echoing key stabs and yawning vocal samples. After sating yourself on this production, make sure to check out the enticing preview of Throwing Snow’s forthcoming EP, after they jump.
pre·cious (?preSH?s) adj. 1. Of high cost or worth; valuable. 2. Highly esteemed; cherished. 3. Dear; beloved. 4. Affectedly dainty or overrefined. 5. Informal Thoroughgoing; unmitigated.
Though many tastemakers in the online music community prefer words like “novel” or “unique,” it’s difficult to come up with an adjective that describes the music—ultimately, the concept—of Canadian boy-girl duo Purity Ring better than “precious.” Going down the list of definitions above, parallels resonate on every line. This is a group made into blog darlings almost immediately upon its arrival, which, in its brief existence, has become the toast of music festivals around the world, garnered heaps of attention from the press, signed to massive indie label 4AD, and with Shrines, released an LP of quaint, “urban”-influenced electro-pop that reeks of undeniable contrivance.
Megan James and Corin Roddick are two artists in their early twenties who hail from Edmonton, Alberta, and currently call Montreal home. The music scene in that community is vibrant as ever, with underground artists like Grimes and d’Eon receiving heaps of praise for their brands of experimental synth-pop. Purity Ring is no different in that regard: The band melds of-the-moment genres with a youthful take on what pop music is and could be. Most tracks on Shrines boast irresistibly catchy hooks, and its cyclical synth melodies—as heard on cuts like “Obedear” or “Lofticries”—lodge directly into the subconscious. Despite omnipresent side-chain compression and a singular sound palette, Shrines sounds expertly produced, with attention paid to sonic space and finely tuned frequencies. But where James and Roddick largely go wrong with their formula is what they choose as the initial reference points of their project—specifically, pairing clicking trap beats and the low-end swells of dubstep with twee vocals evocative of Saddle Creek and K Records alumni. Often times, it all winds up sounding uncannily like The Knife, that is, if the Swedish duo was void of any emotional depth and authentic mystery.
First appearing in 2011, singles “Ungirthed” and “Belispeak” established the groundwork of Purity Ring’s sound from the get-go, and after an initial listen, it didn’t seem like all that horrible of a place for them to start. While going through the rest of Shrines, however, it becomes apparent that James and Roddick made the conscious decision not to stray from the formula of those early tracks, like, at all. Each production employs the exact same faux-808 samples, exact same wobbly bass tone, exact same handful of sparkling synth pads and leads, and exact same effects bank throughout, which wouldn’t be so obnoxious if Purity Ring had more moods to offer than darkly coy and coyly dark. Then there are the voice and lyrics of James, a girlish and unprovoking singer who obsesses over a sort of cuddly macabre. As such, she favors descriptors like “dead” and—the single most overused word on Shrines—”little.” It only worsens the album’s disingenuous monotony and shadowy cuteness. “Cartographist” comes closest to presenting Purity Ring’s overbearing influences as something unusual to its repertoire, as it deconstructs and mangles the trap beats and side-chained sub frequencies into a relatively dissonant composition that is borderline emotional. But canned string samples and waifish wonderings don’t make for much without a bit of heart on your sleeve.
Purity Ring suffers from the all-too-popular idea that pitch-shifted vocal samples and well-calibrated washes of reverb are enough to create haunting, enigmatic music, as opposed to crafting singular worlds of sound that convey the soul of their creator and resonate within the listener. Shrines may very well be chock full of James’ and Roddick’s spirits (and it undoubtedly resonates within many, many music fans), but few things about the album sound remotely true to their source. Built on contemporary clichés and genre tropes, songs like “Amenamy” and the LP’s requisite slow jam, “Grandloves,” are pure ephemeral pop. Like the rest of Shrines, you can almost hear the music fade into vague recollection beneath the weight of college kids sporting upside-down crosses and making rap hands to its hastily appropriated boom and slap.
The brotherly London duo Disclosure (who appeared a while back in our Bubblin’ Up feature series) has announced plans to bring its swinging, soulful take on bass music across the Atlantic for the first time, with a handful of performances scheduled for October. Although the debut North American tour includes only seven total dates, Disclosure’s course will take the boys to both coasts and includes a brief stop off in Toronto for their only Canadian date. You’ll find the full list of dates and more details on the flier below.
Although the digital remix EP for Berlin-based duo UMA‘s (pictured above) single “Wild At Heart” was released last month, we thought you’d still like the chance to nab this solid rework of the tune by the Berlin-based Irish producer The Drifter, who recently inaugurated his new Maeve label with Mano Le Tough. In the remixer’s hands, the married couple’s original song is contorted into a low-lying, rattling techno tune, with looped vocal samples ducking out from behind the layer of bass and hooting synths. Unlike Doc Daneek’s version of this track, The Drifter manages to retain the slow-burning nature of UMA’s new single.
When London trio LV released its video for “Boomslang” in 2010, just about everyone was enamored with its MC, Okmalumkoolkat (a.k.a. Smiso Zwane). The South African rapper looked like he had just climbed out of an ’80s-themed party hosted by M.I.A., complete with post-Cosby fashion choices (read: Dwayne Wayne glasses) and a penchant for neon fabrics. He has resurfaced on the Get a Grip EP, the latest release from LV, but his appearances on the record suggest that the iced-out and Day Glo-wearing rapper on “Boomslang” actually may not have been Okmalumkoolkat. Perhaps it was his alter ego, the “hipster internet fiend” Zulu Computar.
According to Okmalumkoolkat’s chunky flow on the EP’s last track, “Zulu Computar,” his alias is a mash-up of cultural detritus from the digital world. Although it can be hard to distinguish full phrases over the 8-bit whine of LV’s synths and the elastic beat, references to smartphones, WiFi, and Macintosh bubble up from the mix in chunks. Rather than serving as a fully formed statement, the song, barely two minutes in duration, serves as a quick peek into Okmalumkoolkat’s mind and LV’s jacking productions. The same could be said for the record as a whole, which mostly functions as a taste test for LV’s upcoming LP, Sebenza.
In fact, “Zulu Computar” and the EP’s opening track “Sebenza” will both be featured on the trio’s forthcoming full-length, making “Get a Grip” the only non-album song on the record. Although LV is often noted for the South African sounds its producers incorporate into the grammar of UK funky, the tune’s rapidly looped vocal sample and cacophonous rhythm speaks more toward juke and footwork influences. However, LV is not the sort of group that digests and reflects its inspirations evenly or neatly: each song is a tangle of musical DNA strands. “Get a Grip” juggles its juke-like stutter alongside the loud percussion and gritty low end of drum & bass and the syncopated beat of South African house.
The South African flavor of Get a Grip, from the bouncy rhythm of “Sebenza” to the eccentric vocal stylings of South African natives like Okmalumkoolkat, distinguishes LV from the many other producers who have started to sniff around juke and footwork territory. Although the group’s three members (Will Horrocks, Gervase Gordon, and Si Williams) don’t like to give interviews or appear in the public eye, the colorful drum patterns and forward personalities of the featured MCs burst with vitality in a manner that can’t be fully explored over the course of three short tracks. Given that, Get a Grip, as a standalone piece, falls short of executing any fully formed ideas. Nevertheless, it hints at what LV has in store and reveals just enough to leave us wanting more.
As Body High co-owner Samo Sound Boy says over on Noisey, “[DJ Sliink] and Brenmar are Body High fam 100 percent, and I am seriously excited about the potential for more collaboration. Honestly, this is the kind of thing we built the label for.” You can probably guess that “Bait” is the tune that has the DJ/producer/label head worked up into a tizzy, and it’s easy to see why: This is the kind of fiery club tune that jump starts dancefloors into high gear within seconds of hearing its punchy kicks, hyper-active vocal samples, and wailing alarms. Further collaborations from the East Coast producers would undoubtedly do us all a service.
Ben Westbeech is a man of many hats—vocalist, producer, DJ—and now you can add label head to the list, as “You Won’t Find Love Again” marks the first release on the UK veteran’s newly founded Naked Naked imprint. Dropping a single-track effort under his Breach handle, Westbeech launches his label with a lush piece of driving, soulful house.
It’s probably a safe bet to say that if “You Won’t Find Love Again” had dropped a year or so ago, it would have been inescapable. The song comes with all the trappings of a “big tune”—catchy vocal snippets, a smart and soulful chord progression, the occasional flashes of arpeggiating melody, and a solid bassline; even better, it’s all been wrapped in an infectious, pulsating drive. It’s a ways off from Breach’s 2010 monster, “Fatherless,” leaving that tune’s massive percussion and tribal patterns behind for the glowing textures and R&B-style contemplation of house-infused bass music. Still, some lines can be drawn between the two, particularly in terms of their sonic structure, which has been built with the same thickness, a quality heard best in “You Won’t Find Love Again”‘s bulging bassline, muscular drum sounds, and wide, dense synth tones. From the intro build-up to the mid-point breakdown and on to the tune’s closing minutes (and the track does spend a good time breaking down, giving DJs plenty of chances to exit properly), each separate movement is reached in expert fashion, as Westbeech somehow manages to always add or take away just the right element in order to keep things moving naturally over the song’s seven-plus minute run.
The only downfall of “You Won’t Find Love Again” is that it almost sounds like a song you’ve already heard, landing somewhere between a beefed-up version of Jacques Greene’s “Another Girl” (minus the R&B hooks) or a hyper-driven, garage-swung update to Deadboy’s “Wish You Were Here” (again with far less of an emphasis on R&B hooks). Maybe “You Won’t Find Love Again” just needs a bit of time to distinguish itself from the similar feats of house-infused bass-music bravado we’ve been privy to over the past few years, and considering the strength of its production and anthemic musical qualities, Breach’s latest is likely to receive enough rinses to make its own mark on dancefloors for some time to come.