Will Thomas - of 'Dive Index' - produces another infinitely beautiful song featuring Cat Martino. 'Burn Their Bodies' is today's top tune on KCRW:
| The new Dive Index album The Surface We Divide |
| The new Dive Index album The Surface We Divide |
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| Suzanne Anker Rorschach Series, (2004) rapidprototype sculpture, plaster/resin 5.5" x 5.5" x 2.5" each |
"Can it be that Gaga represents the exhausted end of the sexual revolution? In Gaga’s manic miming of persona after persona, over-conceptualised and claustrophobic, we may have reached the limit of an era..."We now accept simulation and imitation as fertile ground for artistic expression where once this would have been seen as lacking the necessary quality of authenticity, Kandinsky's inner necessity. Artists of the Postmodern age proudly take refuge in places that artists of the past would have been ashamed to go. There is a lack of definition, a plurality of styles. There is a shamelessness that has become acceptable, even, arguably, essential.
Alison Pearlman talks about how the "reduction of reference to style" of art here, and its how pluralism made works of art vulnerable to misappropriation: how the commodification of art works has led to their diminished import. But does wearing a T-shirt of the Mona Lisa diminish our appreciation? Or, does our once-removed possession of her (as symbol, as myth, as masterpiece) bring us closer to genuine connection & communion with her?Godskitchen: Ibiza Trance Chillout
TRACKLISTING
01. Ferry Corsten – Visions of Blue
02. Jes - Ghost (Lime Chill Remix)
03. Guru Josh Project – Infinity 2008 (Steen Thottrup Remix)
04. Blank & Jones - Heart Of Wax (with Vanessa Daou) (Original Mix)
05. Bobina feat. R Kenga – That’s What I Did For You (Sensorica Remix)
06. The Grid – Flotation
07. Lange – Home
08. Cosmic Gate feat. Aruna – Under Your Spell (Original Mix)
09. 4 Strings - Catch A Fall (Breakbeat Mix)
10. Marco V – Coming Back (Nic Chagall Remix)
11. Parker & Hanson – Aim High, Shoot Low (Instrumental)
12. Armin van Buuren - Sound Of Goodbye (EDX's Indian Summer Remix)
13. Alan Connor - Sun Went Down (Simon Sinfield Remix)
14. Tiesto vs Cary Brothers – Ride (Tiesto Remix)
15. BT – Rose of Jericho (BT’s Deus Ex Machina Mix)
"My dad always used the phrase "Joe sent me", it was the old password to get into illegal bars and speakeasies and the implication was that you were gaining access to the illicit, and therefore rather seductive, world on the other side of the door.Yep, Daou delivers a wonderfully seductive line in electro-sexual-noir and her '94 Zipless is an Essential Elsewhere album.
But there has always been more to New Yorker Daou than just purple sexuality: she has a poetic sensibility and her albums often include spoken word (whispered word) pieces over a soundbed of soft electronica. Here on Hurricanes she weaves a fragmented narrative of uncertainty and confidence, masculine and feminine, and of the power of giving oneself to love over a bed of distorted keyboards and ticking percussion.
But mostly here are aural signifiers of sex and sensuality with images of beds, "all the pleasures of the tongue", love among the litter, hot skin, and a speakeasy where the password is "sin".
These images, imagistic songs and narratives taken together address existential issues, the nature and dangers of the emotional life, all wrapped in warm, hazy, jazz-influenced grooves and tone poems where a soft saxophone weaves a melodic line line (Love Lives in the Dark), angular drums keep you on edge and electronic keyboards lull you gently.
Daou's music is hypnotic, European in consciousness with a steamy Latin quality. It's quite something."
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"They say that the voice of a woman can be enough to soothe both the savage beast in man, as well as serve as proverbial nails on a chalkboard. Nowhere has this been more true over the years than in music. My own relationship with women in music over the years has been, well let's just say that as in life, it's been complicated.
The first time I can remember falling in love with a woman's voice was when as a pre-teen boy I first heard Grace Slick sing "White Rabbit" with the Jefferson Airplane. Even though I nary understood a thing that Grace was talking about with all her talk about pills that made you either larger or small, there was still something about her sweet, yet seductive voice that made me really want to fall down that particular rabbit hole.
Even so, I would grow to develop a certain love/hate relationship with the various women of rock over the years as I grew older. For every Janis Joplin or Aretha Franklin who were able to touch some unrealized yearning deep within my soul, or for every Ronnie Spector who was able to light the flame of innocent, unconditional romantic love — there would be those angry feminist singers who could just as quickly extinguish it.
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When it comes to pure out and out eroticism, no one has ever communicated this as perfectly as Vanessa Daou did on her tragically slept on, Erica Jong-inspired album Zipless.
And this is the point where I guess I apologize for taking you through a personal mix-tape of my own fantasies.
But hell yeah. Damn, would I like to get with a girl like this:
On the other end of Vanessa Daou's pure sexuality, lies the innocent pre-"Cloudbusting" romanticism of Kate Bush. Before Kate got corrupted by the eighties New Wave of weird chicks like Lene Lovich, this was the "Dorothy in Oz" sort of girl every guy dreams of."
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The follow-up album Slow to Burn saw her negotiating her way out of her own big label contract for a life on the independent margins where she could retain control. Cut to 2009, with a succession of always morphing productions exploring a weird ambient hinterland between ambient pop, jazz, soul and electronica, Vanessa returned after a hiatus, polymath-like moving into multimedia production, dance, computer coding and the release of her first self-produced album Joe Sent Me. "Joe Sent Me" was the coded phrase used to gain entry to speakeasys at the height of prohibition-era America and her latest work is both more sonically sophisticated and spacious yet also more dreamy. Each album has always had a loose kind of thematic concern but Joe Sent Me is different, creating a gently strange portal between now and then, constructing a distinctive world of its own but without sacrificing the depth of insight into what makes a heartbeat.
Perhaps it's not immediately obvious but I've always thought of your music as being quite surreal, primarily (until the current album anyway) due to your vocals. The voice is so intimately placed in the mix so that's completely inside the listener's head, and it puts me in mind of the beautiful paradox of the microphone and people like Frank Sinatra where a vocal can sit clearly on top of music that would otherwise completely obliterate it.
Vanessa Daou: When I first started singing, for me, it's this weird communication between a singer and a microphone. It's this object that is conveying your voice but the experience of being in a sound proof room singing a song, it is surreal - you're cut off from the music that's being played in your headphones and singing in to this object. Right from the offset, well, I had to work out what the relationship was with this object - the microphone - so I visualise it as an ear. I'm singing into an ear and I still carry that image with me now when I sing, never forgetting that I'm not singing out to the air but that I'm singing into somebody's ear who will be receiving my...message. This relationship, I don't know if it's a metaphysical thing that every artist goes through, but it's very profound."
It was during my tour for 'Zipless' opening for 'Jazzmatazz' in '95 that I got to know Guru - His extreme intelligence & exceptional talent was ever-present, he was fearless with his voice & creative vision. An immense loss to lovers of Jazz, Hip-Hop, Poetry, artists everywhere.
The Concretes' cover of the Rolling Stones' 'Miss You' provided the soundtrack to one of the standout performances. The pairing of Burlesque with Rock 'n Roll is a natural one: a certain illicit delirium sets in while listening and looking. The combination of the literary with the 'lewd' has traditionally chagrined as many as it has charmed, as the history of banned books, for instance, has proven.
The good news is, nudity's taboo nature seems to be a code that's written in the matrix of our psyches and physical selves, and will forever provide fodder for Artists, Thinkers and Theorists. It could be argued that our very existence depends on this attraction to the female nude's forbidden essence.
"There is sexy music and there is sex music.And there can be quite a difference between the two in execution.
Prince made a lot of sex music but slightly less sexy music; Donna Summer and Jane Birkin brought orgasms to music -- and so did Yoko Ono who screamed it to the ceiling and beyond.
Ono was sex, the other two sexy. Sometimes Grace Jones could be both.
Sexy music -- the stuff you might want to play while engaging with someone while the lights are dimmed and the phone is off the hook -- will come in many forms. Doubtless you know someone for whom Tool or Linkin Park is their ideal sex music. I'm pleased to say I don't think I do.
But when it comes to mood pieces for "that" moment then there are the ever reliables such as Miles Davis' Kind of Blue or the soundtrack to The Hot Spot where Davis teamed up with John Lee Hooker to deliver something very sultry and sex-soaked.
Into this world of steamy windows and heavy breathing came Vanessa Daou, an American multi-talent (painter, poet and dancer) whose Zipless album was inspired by the work of her husband/producer Peter's aunt Erica Jong who wrote of the "zipless fuck" in her '73 novel Fear of Flying.
Vanessa Daou had come from the electronica underground in New York and she'd almost perfected a more sensual style which made Sade sound vapid and asexual. Daou was a heavy breather in the manner of Jane Birkin and Serge Gainsbourg's Je t'aime, but also brought a poetic spin to things.
....Electronica beats keep their distance, a saxophone eases in from down the corridor, pianos play slow and sensuously, and everywhere is Daou's remarkable voice spinning out poetry worth reading or barely suggesting melodies as if she is too sated to rouse herself fully.
It is about carnal need as much as sexual passion and delight, and sometimes a wish not to be driven by such fevers: "I think I can live without it, love with its pumping blood ... sex with its messy hungers" she speak-sings unconvincingly on Becoming a Nun.
This is electronica erotica, aural sex and the perfect soundtrack to . . .
Well, not doing dishes.
It is, as they say, an album for "special occasions".
Enjoy."
Graham Reid is an award winning writer & journalist - In 2005 Graham wrote a book of travel stories published by Random House, Postcards from Elsewhere which won the Whitcoulls Travel Book of the Year award in 2006.
Read his full post on Zipless on his blog Elsewhere
Stream it!9:00) Miroslav Vitous – New York City
9:09) Manifesto – Vanessa Daou
9:12) Santana – Welcome (by John Coltrane)
9:20) Vanessa Daou – Black & White
9:24) Vanessa Daou – Consequences
9:28) Weather Report – Will
9:33) Club Des Belugas – Hip Hip Chin Chin
9:38) Ken Nordine – Sidewalks
9:41) Vanessa Daou – Joe Sent Me
9:45) Vanessa Daou – Hurricanes
9:48) Vanessa Daou – Life Force
9:53) Ken Nordine – Tears
10:00) Vanessa Daou – True
10:02) Ken Nordine – When You’re Born
10:03) Noir – Late Night Rendez-Vous
10:07) Vanessa Daou – The Hook
10:10) Vanessa Daou – Love Lives In The Dark
10:16) Duke Ellington & John Coltrane – In A Sentimental Mood
10:19) Joni Mitchell & Wayne Shorter – Moon At The Window
10:22) Alice Coltrane – Journey In Satchidanaanda
10:29) Vanessa Daou – Save Yourself
10:31) Vanessa Daou – The Poem
10:41) Freddie Hubbard – Lonely Soul
10:46) Vanessa Daou – Once In A While
10:51) Vanessa Daou – Heart Of Wax
10:55) Vanessa Daou – The Hook (reprise)
10:56) Frank Sinatra – Put Your Dreams Away
Peter Daou, Etienne Daho, moi, Juliette