Published: The Age, A2, June 20, 2009.

Around the galleries – Dan Rule

David van Royen

David van Royen

WHAT David van Royen, Vivian Cooper Smith and Ian Tippett: We Were Young
WHERE Kings Artist Run Initiative, Lvl 1, 171 King Street, city, ph 9642 0859, kingsartistrun.com.au

This collaborative exhibition – featuring Melbourne photographers David van Royen, Vivian Cooper Smith and Ian Tippett – engages with notions of fear and expectation within the contemporary social setting. The artists, each of whom contribute three large-scale prints, take varying approaches to the theme. Tippett’s photographs of iPod-enveloped teens seem to negotiate the tension between public and private space, while in Smith’s domestic portraits, the sanctuary of the home is fractured and interrupted. Blinding shards of sunlight erase the faces of his otherwise clearly perceptible subjects, eschewing the intimacy of their setting. Van Royen’s works are perhaps the most striking. His assumed subjects are conspicuously absent. A child’s hood-top (minus the child) adorns a park bollard; a lonely tangle of streamers and balloons act as mere evidence of celebration. We Were Young shows alongside an illuminating Polaroid and video work by Fiona Williams and a crochet and painting based installation by Kevin Chin and his mum. Wed–Sat: noon–6pm. Until June 27.

Robert Hollingworth

Robert Hollingworth

WHAT Robert Hollingworth: Neither Here Nor There
WHERE Block Projects, Lvl 4, 289 Flinders Lane, city, ph 9662 9148, blockprojects.com

At first glance, there seems a calculated, almost empirical quality to the large-scale acrylic on canvas works that come to form Neither Here Nor There. In the International Year of Astronomy, longstanding Australian artists and author Robert Hollingworth renders the outer reaches of night sky and wider universe with planetarium-like detail. But with further study, the qualities of Hollingworth’s patois change scale and shape. The sheer detail and laboriousness of these works tends to draw us close; the fact that these worlds are imaginary and not observed leads us to the show’s philosophical nub. Hollingworth offers us a spectacular, unfathomable vastness. We deal with it however we can. Wed–Fri: 11am–6pm, Sat: 11am–4pm. Until June 27.

Arlo Mountford

Arlo Mountford

WHAT Arlo Mountford: The Folly
WHERE Centre for Contemporary Photography, 404 George Street, Fitzroy, ph 9417 1549, ccp.org.au

Locally based artist Arlo Mountford has made a name for gnawing at art history. He turns his attention to three works by Flemish Renaissance painter Pieter Bruegel the Elder in new show The Folly, bringing to life Hunters in the Snow, The Corn Harvest and The Fall of Icarus as a large-scale, three-channel digital animation and four-channel sound mix. Painstakingly detailed and animated, the once inert images are recast as slow-moving, soundtracked narratives. In The Fall, the farmer quits his work to casually (and audibly) crunch on an apple and watch Icarus takes his final dive. But what might be seen as mere satire rests more in the realm of reinterpretation. Mountford expands on our original perceptions of the historical paintings, challenging us to rethink how we’ve come to draw our conclusions. Shows alongside works by Bianca Hester, Louis Porter, Simon Zoric, Catherine Connolly and Larissa Hjorth. Wed–Sat: 11am–6pm, Sun: 1pm–5pm. Until August 2.

Sam Tho Duong

Sam Tho Duong

WHAT Schmuck 2009
WHERE RMIT Gallery, 344 Swanston Street, city, ph 9925 1717, rmit.edu.au/rmitgallery

There seems to be a couple of motifs at play within Schmuck, the annual contemporary jewellery exhibition from Munich’s famed international trades and crafts fair, Internationale Handwerksmesse. Travelling to RMIT gallery in celebration of its 50th year, the extensive 2009 show expands on the current interest in found and recycled objects to also suggest a exploration of organic, plant-like forms. Standouts include the incredibly rendered, shell-like textile forms of Japanese designer Maki Kawawa, the ornate pearl and silver clusters of Sam Tho Duong and the minimalist silver work of Vered Kaminski. Renowned Melbourne designer Julia de Ville makes an appearance with a pair of stunning (and suitably creepy) brooches made from a taxidermy mouse and sparrow, while Polish designer Oliwia Kuczynska’s bib necklace of 22 antique watches also impresses. But whilst much of the work is striking, perhaps the most appealing aspect of Schmuck is that its pieces are also, for the most part, wearable. Mon–Fri: 11am–5pm, Sat: 2pm–5pm. Until July 18.

Published: Music Australia Guide #66, June 2009.

After a storm of personal and creative turmoil, Placebo return with their most ambitious record yet. Frontman Brian Molko tells MAG’s Dan Rule that making Battle for the Sun has given them a new lease on life.

For all intents and purposes, Meds should have been Placebo’s masterwork, their signpost. Their bare-boned fifth album, released in 2006, had all the markings of a classic. It had the condensed sound, the sales, the mammoth touring schedule; it was the hinge to a new door.

But behind closed doors, explains the ever-articulate Brian Molko, the trio – then Molko, bassist and song-writing partner Stefan Olsdal and drummer Steve Hewitt – were close to melting point.

“We were existing in quite a difficult place for while there,” he says. “A place that had ceased to even resemble being fun.”

“I feel like Meds was an excellently executed record,” he continues. “It was a really strong album and told a very powerful story. However, there were moments on that record that were perhaps the darkest moments in our career and it felt quite claustrophobic and had a suffocating atmosphere.”

When it comes to the fate of his band of the last 15 years, which releases epic sixth studio album Battle for the Sun this month, Molko doesn’t mince his words. He and Olsdal’s relationship with Hewitt was at its end. “It kind of gets to this point where you look at the person you’ve been in a band with all these years and you go, ‘Who the fuck is this stranger?’” he says.

“When Steve joined the band, we were very much united through substance abuse. But when myself and Stefan began to calm down it became apparent that we no longer had a great deal in common and that our priorities in terms of what we wanted from the band were really different.”

It’s difficult to believe, especially considering the trio’s string of accomplished, highly focused recordings and sustained success. Since first coming together in London during 1994, the trans-national ensemble (Molko is of Scottish and American heritage, while Olsdal originally hails from Sweden) have made a name for their singular take on glam-tinged, gender-twisting, hard-edged rock. Crafting a sound from a palette of classic no-wave, grunge and alt-rock reference points – think The Pixies, Nirvana and Sonic Youth – but with their own angular, sexualised inclination, from the very start the band garnered fans in the most lavish of circles.

Only a year after releasing their self-titled 1996 debut hit the charts, the trio accepted a personal invite from admirer David Bowie to perform at his 50th birthday party at Madison Square Garden. Salacious 1998 follow-up Without You I’m Nothing and third record Black Market Music (2000) only solidified their distinctive sound, while 2003’s Sleeping With Ghosts unleashed the group on a whole new demographic, going Top 10 in the UK and shifting over 1.4 million units internationally.

“I feel like we’ve always been completely unconcerned with what’s trendy, fashionable or hip in music,” reflects Molko. “It’s been about following our own singular vision and having the courage to do that – follow your own path and your own rules and be prepared to in and out of fashion all the time.”

It was only in the wake of releasing Meds – their most commercially successful record of the lot – that Molko began to realise the sheer scale of the band’s issues. “Being in a band is quite dangerous sometimes,” he reflects. “It’s very easy to fall into traps and that amplifies a great deal of issues that might already exist.”

Featuring 22-year-old Californian drummer Steve Forrest, new album Battle for the Sun represents the band’s reinvention. Recorded with Canadian producer Dave Bottrill (known for his work with Tool) and released through their own label, the record tilts and buckles amid a multiplicity of divergent styles.

The layered riffs of cuts like Kitty Litter and the title-track book-end hte minor key pop-punk of Ashtray Heart, while the anthemic chorus horn section of For What it’s Worth and minimalist electronics of Julien are a revelation. As Molko is happy to concur, it’s a world away from the untreated rock of Meds.

“If you imagine Meds as a kind of grainy, black and white film, we wanted to do something in 70mm glorious hypercolour this time around,” he laughs.

“Whenever we make a new record we always react quite vociferously to the previous one and the characteristics of the previous album have a big influence on the sound of the next one,” he continues.

Having the “fresh blood” of young Forrest on board only exaggerated the change. “I kind of feel like there was this incredible sense of enthusiasm and optimism that had been lacking, I guess for years. The potential for jadedness still exists at every turn, so we wanted that sort of childlike wonder and that youthful exuberance to sort of rub off on us.”

Indeed, if there’s one thing that Placebo are determined to avoid, it’s stagnation. “It’s all about us continually trying to evolve,” poses Molko. “And if we can shock a few vampires along the way, that’s not a bad thing.”

Battle for the Sun is released June 5 via Shock

Visit: placeboworld.co.uk

Published: Music Australia Guide #66, June 2009

Beats with Dan Rule

Mata & Must
Paradox of Minds
****

This is what Australian hip hop should sound like. Melbourne crate-diggers Mata & Must bring it minimal, raw and rugged on their debut. There’s nothing glitzy about the vinyl-heavy, crackle-strewn hooks that propel Paradox of Minds – nothing flamboyant. Weaving intricate rhyme-schemes among ornate orchestral samples, splashes of piano, strings and kick/snare boom-bap, the pair of producer/MCs recall the gritty atmospheres of early RZA, Premiere and East Coast cats like G.M. Web D and X-Ray as much as the dub-inflected rhythmic structures of Bristol’s Wild Bunch. It makes for one of the most relevant and downright accomplished domestic releases you’ll hear this year.

Pang Productions/Amp Head

Nathan Fake
Hard Islands
****

Nathan Fake’s 2006 debut Drowning in a Sea of Love had the press anointing him as the heir to Boards of Canada’s pastoral electronic throne. Hard Islands reveals the precocious UK producer to have had other ideas. From its opening stanza, the mini-album strips away Drowning’s softer exteriors, exposing a series of sharper, harder, tech-nuanced edges. It’s a revelation, with Fake’s innate nous for melody and atmosphere thriving amid its more jagged exteriors. Tracks like Castle Rising and Narrier are some of his best to date. The problem is, at a mere six tracks, you can’t help but feel that Hard Islands could have been so much more.

Border Community/Stomp

DJ Vadim
Can’t Lurn Imaginashun
***

DJ Vadim was once considered a key protagonist on the experimental landscape. His 1999 masterpiece U.S.S.R.: Life from the Other Side is still a signpost for abstract hip hop. But recent recordings – 2007’s The Soundcatcher included – have witnessed Vadim’s exploratory leanings veer increasingly toward to a slick, palatable middle ground. Eighth album U Can’t Lurn Imaginashun typifies this shift. Riddled with guest vocalists, meticulously produced dancehall and neo-soul organics, it makes for an attractive, easy-listening piece of cafe funk. There’s nothing wrong with it as such; it’s just that we’ve come to expect more from Vadim than a cool soundtrack for your latte.

BBE/Inertia

Illy
Long Story Short
***1/2

Obese Records have pulled out all the bells and whistles on Long Story Short. The debut from new signing Illy glitters with flashy, maximal production (courtesy of current go-to-guy M-Phazes amongst others), plenty of guest spots (think Pegz, Spit Syndicate, Phrase and N’Fa) and poppy, high-rotation hooks. But the young Melbourne MC is up to the task and holds his own amongst the big names and even bigger beats, unfurling a conscientious – if not naïve – monologue on his generation’s place in the world. But while Illy comes across as a little green in his attempts at socio-politics (see Our Country), his skills on the mic prove anything but. He’s definitely one to watch.

Obese

Busdriver
Jhelli Beam
***

Ambitiousness doesn’t always translate to great records. Take LA experimental hip hop figurehead Busdriver for example. While perhaps the world’s most hyper-syllabic, dizzyingly dexterous rapper to grip a mic, his tangential rhyme tangles are yet to result in an outwardly effective album. New record Jhelli Beam is another trip into dense, theatrical, machine-gun flows and kaleidoscopic production scope. And as you would expect, there are some positively mind-bending moments. But like the majority of Busdriver’s recorded material, there’s such information overkill here that it’s near impossible to take stead and grasp what the hell just passed you by.

ANTI-/Shock

Published: Music Australia Guide #66, June 2009.

Grizzly Bear
Veckatimest
****1/2
(Warp/Inertia)

One of the indie world’s ‘it’ bands, Brooklyn quartet Grizzly Bear could conjure a superlative-laced review with a collective sneeze. Luckily, the group have a hell of a lot more up their sleeves with third album Veckatimest. From the smokily layered acoustic shuffle, firework percussion and soaring harmonies of opener Southern Point, this is the sound of band coming of age. Unfolding over 12 superbly rendered, wide-screen pop sketches, it sees Grizzly Bear – vocal duo Ed Droste and Daniel Rossen, bassist Chris Taylor and drummer Christopher Bear – weave a trail of interlocked melody, narcotic analogue atmosphere and flashes of wild, spring-like colour. You won’t hear a more masterfully sweet pop song than Two Weeks; a Spector-like wall of sound underpinned by the propulsive plonk of a piano, tumbling drums and a euphoric swirl of vocal harmonies. The ethereal melodic swoop of Fine for Now, meanwhile, resembles an abraded, expanded take on 70s trio America. In many ways, Veckatimest is a child of yesteryear. The immediate melodies recall the Beatles; the chamber-like dynamics, puzzle-piece vocal harmonies and chord structures echo of a Pet Sounds era Brian Wilson. But Grizzly Bear are very much a product of their time. Their narcotic atmospheres (see All We Ask), abrasive textures and unhinged, lashes of psychedelic noise (While you Wait…) show a band that, for all their resemblances to the past, have a penchant for deconstructing and re-imagining their direct references. It is what makes Veckatimest so thrilling, so challenging and so loftily good.

Dan Rule

Published: Music Australia Guide #66, June 2009.

Handpicked to perform at Sydney’s Luminous Festival by ambient music godfather Brian Eno, London innovator Jon Hopkins is one of the genre’s rising stars. He chatted with Dan Rule about his new album and his former life as a classical music prodigy.

You were trained as a classical pianist from a very early age and attended the Royal College of Music in London. What made you turn away?
“It was an amazing thing to learn something in a traditional sense. But I think the day I realised I wasn’t going to be a classical pianist was when I won this concerto competition, which meant that I had to play a piece with the orchestra in front of an entire classical crowd at the concert hall at the college. It was just the most terrifying thing I’d ever done. Have you seen that film Shine? Well it was the same concert hall and the same conductor. The only difference is that I didn’t go mental at that particular point.”

Who really inspired you to explore electronic and ambient music?
“Groups like Plaid, on Warp Records, were a massive influence. They have this real delicacy to their stuff, but also a real brutality when it’s needed. It’s funny though, I didn’t really know much about ambient music. I mean, I didn’t even know any of Eno’s stuff until I got all these reviews of my first record saying that I sounded a bit like him (laughs). Of course, I then realised that his influence was in everything else that I was likely to have listened to.”

Tell me about how the songs on Insides arose. Do your compositional triggers come from a myriad of sources, or do songs generally start with the piano?
“This album, for me, almost feels like a piano album. Things just grow out of one element usually and there’s a huge level of improvisation around that – just chucking as many ideas at it as possible and then just seeing which ones survive. I like to keep the idea of playing, as opposed to programming, at the forefront. I don’t want it to become too abstract, like it’s been composed in a vacuum or something.”

The track titles seem to convey a kind of physiological theme…
“Insides is kind of about the body. Like, Vessel is just another word for the human body – the vessel that carries your soul or whatever. I like that idea of having that vaguely graphic element and that visceral connotation. With Light Through the Veins in particular, I just wanted to conjure up this idea of almost being electrified by euphoria, you know; those moments when something incredible has happened and you’re just so alive with it.”

The majority of experimental music adheres to the idea of exploring new languages, but your music seems as much about maintaining a connection to more traditional forms.

“I think if you allow yourself no rules at all and you stretch everything as far as you like, it can be less effective than if you say, well, ‘I’m going to stick to a song structure’ or ‘I’m going to incorporate this instrument’. I find it more exciting to put a few restrictions on myself.”

Jon Hopkins plays the Luminous Festival at the Sydney Opera House on June 6, 7 and 8.
Insides is out through Domino/EMI
Visit: jonhopkins.co.uk

Published: The Age, A2, June 13, 2009.

Around the galleries – Dan Rule

Sam Leach

Sam Leach

WHAT Sam Leach: The Margin
WHERE Nellie Castan Gallery, Level 1, 12 River Street, South Yarra, 9804 7366, nelliecastangallery.com

Sam Leach’s small-scale, resin-coated paintings offer a window into two previously distinct worlds. Merging his adherence to the 17th century Dutch still-life tradition with a kind of oblique geometrical futurism, his immaculately executed and finished works present a world where animals and space technology seem to coalesce. But while Leach’s beauteous fauna – monkeys and rare birds for the most part – seems strangely at one with its atypical setting, there is a violence to some of these works. A felled magpie reflects an angular, digitised likeness; a geometrical joey creeps from its otherwise normal mother kangaroo’s pouch. To this end, Leach’s work seems to function as a critique of technological progress. Humans themselves are conspicuously absent, but the evidence of their effect resonates. Tues–Sat: noon–5pm. Until June 27.

WHAT Dylan Martorell: Splintered Guilders
WHERE Lamington Drive, 89 George Street, Fitzroy, 8060 9745, lamingtondrive.com

On first entering the compact surrounds of Lamington Drive, you could be forgiven for mistaking Dylan Martorell’s Splintered Guilders as a series of elaborately stacked, nonetheless messy piles of urban and organic waste. In some ways, you wouldn’t be too far from the truth. The renowned local illustrator and installation artist’s sculptures or “sonic arcologies” – his own term for sound-producing, ecological architectures – comprise found objects, street junk and vegetable and plant matter that grows, changes and decomposes in the space, producing its own kind of osmotic art. Martorell will be manning the gallery on a daily basis to record the results with the help of the audience. His illustrations, whilst not directly part of the exhibition, are available for purchase. Tues–Fri: 11am–6pm, Sat: noon–5pm. Until June 20.

Dianne Jones

Dianne Jones

WHAT Dianne Jones, Hollywood Series
WHERE Niagara Galleries, 245 Punt Road, Richmond, 9429 3666, niagara-galleries.com.au

Western Australian photo-media artist Dianne Jones re-casts herself as the subject of iconic, soft-lens Hollywood glamour shots in her latest series, exhibited as part of a group show including Belinda Fox, Helen Maudsley, Fiona Omeenyo and Helen Wright. Her works are both playful and loaded. Contesting dominant media representations of Australian Aborigines as a tragic news event, Jones re-imagines herself as an Indigenous Elvis, Cary Grant, Audrey Hepburn, Grace Kelly and James Dean. While in the one sense we seem to be reliving Jones’ joyous childhood fantasies, in another we’re left perplexed by the cultural unfamiliarity of a glamorous Australian Aborigine and a little disturbed as to why. Tues: 11am–8pm, Wed–Sat: 11am–6pm. Until June 27.

Julie Rrap

Julie Rrap

WHAT Julie Rrap: Body Rub Series
WHERE Arc One Gallery, 45 Flinders Lane, city, 9650 0589, arc1gallery.com

Over a career that has spanned the best part of 30 years and made her one of the country’s most prominent contemporary artists, Julie Rrap’s manipulated representations of her own body have been pinned to anything from photo-media and performance art through to feminism. Showing alongside Guan Wei and Janet Laurence, Rrap’s Body Rub Series – which appeared as part of Body Double, a major survey of her work at the MCA in 2007 – comprises six large-scale altered photo-works, which depict her naked body in various kinetic motions. Included is a video of her process: Rrap sketches and paints over each photographs before rubbing the marking back with life-sized rubber head. Tues–Sat: 11am–5pm. Until June 27.

WHAT Brendan Lee: The Sentimental Blokes
WHERE Jenny Port Gallery, Level 1, 7 Albert Street, Richmond, 9429 6006, jennyportgallery.com.au

In many ways, there’s nothing particularly new about Brendan Lee’s latest exploration of Australian identity. Themes of male larrikinism, battlers, Big-M’s and bumcracks have been done to death in one form or another. But while it treads a well-worn path, Lee’s series of photographs and video works delve a little deeper, drawing on the unspoken rules, conventions and social hierarchies of the construction industry and the Trade Union movement. With the gallery space punctuated by cyclone fencing and odd hard-hat, the show includes what the artist refers to as “primary, secondary and tertiary references to Australian culture”. His primary references – a striking series of photographs depicting crudely stickered and decorated worker’s helmets – are by far the most incisive, but unfortunately the least prominently displayed. Wed–Sat: 11–5pm. Until June 27.

Published: The Vine, June 11, 2009.

Over the best part of a decade, LA experimental hip-hop sort Regan Farquhar (aka Busdriver) has cut a hyperactive, hyper-intellectual swathe through a genre some feel is stuck in its old ways. Working with anyone from art-noise kids Deerhoof to signpost LA rapper Aceyalone, his bombastic, warp-speed elocution and loose, multi-channelled production aesthetic have seem him rise to become one of independent hip-hop’s true iconoclasts.

We caught up with Farquhar on the eve of releasing dizzying new record Jhelli Beam to chat about the physicality of his craft, his formative years at the legendary Project Blowed open mic and the state of independent hip-hop.

Hey, how are you Regan?

Good, I’m good. How are you?

Not bad at all. What’s going on this evening?

I’m at the YMCA with my daughter. She’s in some half-cocked hip-hop dance class for some reason (laughs). Not that I told her to do hip-hop dance – it’s just the only class that they have.

Nice. I’m enjoying the new record by the way.

Oh, thankyou.

I’d love to hear a little about the musical direction of the record. I don’t really have any information on who did the production and so forth.

Well, I’m fortunate to have a whole scene of producers and beat-makers, not at my disposal, but accessible to me. So I kind of dip back into that pool as often as I can. I worked with an old friend in Daedelus and Nobody, and actually, most of the people who worked on the record I’ve known forever. So yeah, there was Omid, Nobody and Daedelus and a couple of new guys like Free the Robots, Nosaj Thing…

Ah, Nosaj! I just got his record – he’s amazing.

Yeah! He did the first song, ‘Split Seconds’. I mean, that’s the thing, in LA right now there’s a real synthesis between a lot of electronic techniques and beat music and hip-hop beats. And you know, it’s not really fantastically new but it’s being made new because it’s being recontextualised. Everyone has their different spin and it really allows me challenge myself. Like working with somebody like Daedelus or Nobody, they feel the need to challenge themselves with every song and so do I, so we can change direction and try out a different sound palette with different songs. So you know, you tend to get a variety of things. Like Nobody’s stuff might go from sounding kind of psychedelic to sounding kind of rough and synth based and really heavy, and Daedelus’s stuff goes from sounding really dancey to just something else entirely.

There’s a lot of layers to most of the songs and they have that kind of crowded sensibility that, like, a Curse Ov Dialect beat might have, where you know that all five members have put their piece in. Did any of the tracks come together like that?

Yeah, sure. The last song ‘Fishy Face’, my friend John Dieterich from Deerhoof, he lent a lot of sounds – guitar work, bass line stuff, all kinds of stuff – and we kind of poorly mixed it in with everything and it came out how it came out. I also contributed my own production to tracks like ‘Handfuls of Sky’, which me and Nobody did. Actually, funnily enough, I wrote that song in Australia in my off time in Sydney when I was touring their last time. I was touring there for a month and I pretty much spent most of the month writing that song.

So most of the production, like the chords and the rudiments of that song, I did beforehand and then Nobody fleshed it out and we got Antimc to play glockenspiel. And then there’s a string section somewhere in there from London, buried. Unfortunately, my engineer didn’t really know how to mix that so it sounds like a sampled thing and we just kind of left it how it was. So yeah, there were definitely multiple pairs of hands involved in most of the production, but mainly me and Nobody.

I guess having seen you on that tour and sort of witnessed the physicality of your elocution – that really rapid-fire kind of rapping – it really made your music make a lot more sense to me. I’d kind of found some of the records a little overwhelming before then, but live, it all kind of crystallised. Do you feel that your music really sort of belongs in a live setting?

Well, I’m a one hundred per cent hip-hop guy and I’m from a crew and we’re based in an open mic, and probably for the first ten years of me trying to do music I was heavily involved in an open mic. That’s where I developed my approach and the approaches I attempt to use. So yeah, that makes complete sense because that’s one of the forms in which I feel most comfortable, and aside from being most comfortable, that’s the form where a lot of things actually started to click.

I remember reading in an old interview that when you were a kid, you were really quite shy and introverted. Was that the case? And if so, was that kind of open mic scene a gateway for discovering your confidence?

Music in general and the ability to do it is a huge confidence booster, but only in brief intervals. Pretty much every night that we play, half an hour before the show and half an hour afterwards I’m feeling good, then I settle back into who I normally am. But the open mic did help me and, you know, that’s what it was there to do. It gave people a megaphone to share with everybody their inner anguish and inner joy (laughs), and that’s what it did. Ultimately, the open mic was a kind of workshop for kids who came down – at like sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, twenty – and they expressed themselves and that’s what it’s for.

To me, that’s what the role of hip-hop is for young people of colour or anything; it’s the anti-music and the last resort. Because kids need some kind of outlet and people need some kind of outlet and you have to make do with what you’ve got.

Do you still keep in contact and maintain relationships with some of the guys from that Project Blowed scene, like Aceyalone and Abstract Rude and those guys?

Oh yeah, yeah! There’s a couple of Project Blowedians on my new record. Myka 9 is on there and one of the new guys from Project Blowed Nocando is on there…

Yeah, I was going to ask you about him. His flow is amazing…

Yeah, he’s one of the young guys, you know. So yeah, it’s all still really active. It’s like my YMCA.

I’ve only had the record for three or fours days and it does always take me a while to unpack your themes. I guess my mind doesn’t work quite as fast as your mouth does.

(Laughs) I’d be hard pressed to find an overall theme in Jhelli Beam. I think the impression I get from it is that I’ve abandoned certain models or sort of framework. You know, even in the indie form there are careerist aspirations that are recommended. Like, ‘You’ve got to these things, you’ve got to do it!’. And when I turned the record in, it proved to me that I’ve truly abandoned – at least for the most part – the kind of obvious things that I should be doing and that I dedicate my attention so wholly to the tidbits of the craft of rapping that I cast a blind eye to a lot of things.

I mean (chuckles), there are a lot of silly songs about being old or being out of step or being out of place, and it’s not because I necessarily feel that way. It’s just because I like writing from the perspective of an underdog or someone who has been discarded. And again, that says to me that I’m try to pay attention to the craft rather than saying anything in particular. I mean, I am trying to say things, but what I’m saying isn’t all that important. Rather, the ideas are kind of ammo or tools or something.

American musicians in particular always seem to insist that there’s such meaning or so many pressing matters that give way to their songs, and I’ve just never felt that way. I mean, I feel like the meaning is important to what I do, but it’s more of a visceral thing than that. Like my body and my mind have found a certain place that they need to go. It’s not about you know, ‘There’s a missile crisis in Cuba! God damn it, this song’s all about that!’ (laughs). I mean sure, it can be about that, but there’s something else happening there and that’s kind of what the record’s about. I’m just going for it and trying to be fresh and still at it and I’m not taking myself too seriously, and there you go (laughs).

Completely. Picking up on what you were saying before about the kind of expectations and aspirations and kind of boundaries that come with operating within the indie scene, do you feel as though underground hip-hop community actually allows much leeway in terms of real experimentation?

You know what? There isn’t any room in post-underground rap or whatever you want to call it. There are more conventions and rules than I think there is in mainstream rap music or regular pop. I feel like people are bogged down with all these ideas that they feel they have to perpetuate. I really don’t like independent rap music that much. I can’t really listen to it. And it’s not because I don’t think it’s good; I just feel that there’s only a handful of approaches that people take – and I do too – and it’s just kind of tiring. To me, a lot of mainstream artists can be more interesting at times. I mean, it sucks that I’d rather listen to a Lil Wayne record or something like that than listen to an Adversary record. I mean, I have the last Lil Wayne record but I don’t have the latest Adversary record.

I don’t know, I think somewhere along the line the people who occupied underground hip-hop, the idea of immediacy just sort of left them and they just kind of settled into a groove. I think a lot of people are good; I just can’t listen to it. Maybe it’s because I’ve spent too much time with it, or maybe it’s just because I’m a hater, which I probably am. But yeah, it’s all very strict and people who listen to straight hip-hop, they’re not a very tolerant breed. It’s very much a one-channel crowd.

I understand that for sure. At the same time, I’ve noticed a lot of interesting stuff coming out of your hometown at the moment, people like Nosaj and Ras G and Flying Lotus. Do you feel like LA is going through an interesting phase?

I hope so. I think that the emphasis has shifted and a lot of people who are championing composition and production and texture are really making some headway. And I hope that it keeps on, you know. As far as rap music is concerned LA took a major detour at some point and now, a lot of the beat guys are re-approaching stuff and have kind of taken the helm in terms of what’s interesting in the independent scene.

Dan Rule

Jhelli Beam is out now via Epitaph/Shock

myspace.com/busdriver

Published: The Vine, June 9, 2009.

Bat for Lashes
Two Suns
(Spunk/EMI)

Natasha Khan pushed all the right buttons on her 2007 debut. From the outside, Fur and Gold was a masterstroke of indie marketing. The pieces – the glitter, the feathers, the Native American headdresses, the model-like looks, the Kate Bush and Bjork references – seemed to fit all too well. Adjectives along the lines of “enigmatic” and “quixotic” and frothing (mostly male) reviewers followed.

That said, once inside the record’s tangle of harpsichords, pianos, hand-claps, lumbering percussion and smoke-tinged vocal inflections, it soon became apparent that there was a hell of a lot more to Khan than the alluring persona. A strikingly complete debut, Fur and Gold was a masterstroke of both atmospheric and immediate pop-craft; its songwriterly vignettes as striking six months in as they were on first spin.

All the same, Two Suns, you thought, might be her undoing. Plenty of artists can manage lofty debut; fewer follow it up with something even remotely as impressive. The reverb-laced guitars and electronics and urgent tom/snare tumbles (thanks to guest Yeasayer) of opening stanza ‘Glass’ soon puts that notion to rest. Across the track’s four and a half minutes, Khan projects perhaps her most arresting vocal performance thus far, swooping and spiralling into wondrous flashes of low and high register. It’s a signpost and a telling step forward from the folk-flecked tropes of Fur and Gold.

The further it unravels, the further Two Suns reveals its ambitiousness. This isn’t just a pretty pop record, but a dense, layered and outwardly challenging melange. Khan refuses to settle into any one mode here. Against a fractured backdrop of menacing synth atmospheres, prickly electronics, stuttered rhythms, stark, skeletal instrumentation, Khan weaves the record’s central protagonist – a troubled blonde named “Pearl” – through some of the most sumptuously rendered melodies you’ll hear this year.

The prog-heavy pop of lead single ‘Daniel’ is a highlight, while the beauteous, lushly orchestrated piano sketches ‘Moon and Moon’ and ‘Siren Song’ show Khan’s knack for simple song structure and genuine vocal melody.

But it’s the wondrous electronic architectures of ‘Pearl’s Dream’ that prove the record’s centrepiece. Amid a drift of spacious minor key synths and clustered electronic beats – the kind so wonderfully realised by first-generation IDM artists like Black Dog and Plaid in the mid 90s – Khan rephrases the atmospheric dirge into a thrilling, freakishly pretty piece of pure pop.

It’s the record and Natasha Khan’s finest moment. She was suspiciously good before, but with ‘Pearl’s Dream’, she arrives as an artist of genuine consequence – feathers, glitter, good looks, face paint and all.

Dan Rule

myspace.com/batforlashes

Published: The Age, A2, June 6, 2009.

Around the galleries – Dan Rule

James Dodd

James Dodd

WHAT James Dodd: Insane in the Lane
WHERE Lindberg Contemporary Art, 48 Cambridge Street, Collingwood, 0403 066 775, lindbergcontemporary.com.au

Transcending the often-narrow bounds of a street art show, James Dodd’s latest exhibition takes the art, perse, out of the frame. Dodd’s canvases see him collate the random street scrawl of Melbourne lanes and Darwin bus shelters – the volumes of found text and its illegible detritus – only to re-etch and recompose these disembodied voices into impeccably finished, large-scale works. Their effectiveness lies in their plethora of intonations. Mini-narratives emerge: stunted conversations, potty-mouthed taunts, drunk philosophical gesticulations, haphazard splays of affection and expression. By skirting the premeditated and the self-conscious, Dodd’s works breathe with a lurid immediacy and humanity. Wed–Sat: 11am–5pm. Until June 17.

John Parkinson

John Parkinson

WHAT Exploration 9
WHERE Flinders Lane Gallery, 137 Flinders Lane, city,  9654 3332, flg.com.au

The ninth instalment in F.L.G.’s Exploration program, an annual group show comprising emerging Melbourne artists, encompasses anything from unassuming oils on canvas to Jee Young Park’s immersive, room-sized installation of plastic sheeting. The assortment reveals a couple of standouts. John Parkinson’s digital vinyl prints of altered cityscapes play with the architectural and spatial motifs of the modern city. Concrete towers, symmetrical window lines and confined, outdoor spaces are repeated and abstracted; flashes of the natural world perforate, leaving both a familiar resonance and alien quality. At the other end of the space, Lisa O’Flynn’s kinetic installation of vertical wires – each topped, flower-like, with a small circular mirror – throws ornate clusters of reflected light against the gallery walls. Tues–Fri: 11am–6pm, Sat: 11am–4pm. Until June 13.

Rose Nolan

Rose Nolan

WHAT Rose Nolan: Another Homework Experiment
WHERE Anna Schwartz Gallery, 185 Flinders Lane, city, 9654 6131, annaschwartzgallery.com

In the past, Rose Nolan’s imposing abstract works have been accused – perhaps unfairly – of lacking the ideas to match their monumental scale. Her latest exhibition comprises a massive expanse of painted and perforated hessian, which hangs from one end of the gallery to the other; a long tunnel you must walk to reach the rest of the space and view the painted, outer surface, emblazoned with the hole-riddled aphorisms “HARD BUT FAIR” and “POINTLESS”. But there’s certainly a point there. It’s whilst inside the tunnel – surrounded by the fragile, unpainted underside of the hessian – that the work’s allusion to decay and corrosion rings strongest. Another Homework Experiment may be huge, but it hangs only by a few threads. Tues–Fri: noon–6pm, Sat: 1pm–5pm. Until June 20.

WHAT Sonia Leber & David Chesworth: Space-Shifter
WHERE Conical Inc., Upstairs, 3 Rochester Street, Fitzroy, 9415 6958, conical.org.au

Long-serving Melbourne installation artists Sonia Leber and David Chesworth espouse the spirit of the trickster in their latest collaboration. The propped-up shards of distressed sheet-metal that litter the space at Conical are but a ruse for a lurking, inscrutable entity. Human voices (some belonging to the Melbourne Philharmonic Choir) stalk you as you make your way about the space; cackles, giggles and nonsensical grunts ring out, bouncing off the sculptural structures and vibrating the floorboards. Referencing philosopher Mladen Dolar’s notion that the voice becomes unruly when levered from its “textual anchorage”, Leber and Chesworth have outwardly succeed in forging such a cheeky, uncomfortable and exhilarating space.  Wed–Sat: noon–5pm. Until June 13.

WHAT And the Difference Is… The Independence Project
WHERE Gertrude Contemporary Art Spaces, 200 Gertrude Street, Fitzroy, 9419 3406, gertrude.org.au

And the Difference Is… is the latest in Gertrude’s cultural exchange program across the Asia Pacific region, and sees a clutch of Australian and Singaporean artists and curators – working in text, video and installation – engage with notions of exchange and the value of the interpersonal in today’s world of contracts and bureaucratic directives. While a proportion of these works are a somewhat dense and not for everybody, there are plenty of works that immediately engage and reward. Ming Wong’s four-channel remake of an archaic Malay sitcom and Simon Pericich attempt at adding “bling” to printed newspaper images of disaster victims are two highlights. Tue–Fri: 11am–5.30pm, Sat: 11am–4.30pm. Until June 20.

Published: Music Australia Guide #65, May 2009.

BEATS with Dan Rule

DOOM
Born Like This
****1/2

No one can touch Daniel Dumile, the rap outsider beneath the veiled, super-villain guise of DOOM (formerly MF Doom). His unhinged diction and razor-sharp wit have made the ever-masked MC/producer hip hop’s biggest enigma. Born Like This is yet another stroke of wacko-genius. Across a suite of wiry, string and piano-heaped beats (courtesy of DOOM, Jake One, Madlib and Dilla), Dumile and cronies Raekwon and Ghostface bleed together some of his more dense, obtuse and outright befuddling syllabic follies yet. It doesn’t make for his most direct record, but as always with DOOM, the devil is in the brilliantly warped, slow burn detail.

Lex/Inertia

Astronomy Class
Pursuit of Happiness
***1/2

Astronomy Class – Herd rapper Ozi Batla and production maestros Sir Robbo and Chasm – had already dropped one of the singles of the season with the clunking, Vida-Sunshyne and Kween G-blessed dub of Where You At? and new album Pursuit of Happiness serves up more of the same with the rugged, soul-scarred analogue hook and brilliantly snide Ozi verse of opener Dishing Dirt. The issue here is that like much of the Elefant Traks catalogue, virtually the entire remainder of Pursuit relies on a downbeat, reggae-based rhythm. The quality of these productions is unquestionable, but you can’t help but feel that this AC signature might be becoming a limitation.

Elefant Traks/Inertia

Delta
The Second Story
****

Flawless MCing doesn’t always result in a great record. It’s a notion evidenced in The Lostralian, the ultimately flat 2005 debut from prodigious Adelaide MC Delta. Put simply, his beat selection just didn’t match his scrupulous verses. Well, he’s turned the tables on follow-up The Second Story. Featuring a host of guests – members of legendary soul outfit the Dap-Kings included – this proves a kinetic and very much complete record. Delta’s conscientious couplets are as sharp as ever and this time he has the beats to back them. Cuts like the electric, self-produced All Over and the tripping, M-Phazes-produced Damnation make this record a must.

Nuff Said/Shogun

Pimmon Cover

Pimmon
Smudge Another Yesterday
****

Sydney’s Pimmon is journeyman of the international electronic underground. Over 10 years, the prolific sound artist has released his heavily glitched, shimmering sonic scapes on several of the world’s most revered experimental imprints. Smudge Another Day will only add to his already lofty reputation. Unravelling over eight opaque, often abrasive sketches, it proves a work of subtle, nonetheless intense polarities. Rolling ambience narrows into claustrophobic disquiet; shards of static gnash and shatter atop drowned melodic phrases; sweeping drones digitise into clouds of pixilated texture. It’s enthralling throughout. Pimmon has fashioned a sonic contour that is both narcotic and dangerously visceral.

Preservation/Inertia

Kid606
Shout at the Doner
***

When Miguel Depredo first started mashing the hell out of techno, punk noise and digital hardcore as Kid606, it really felt like he was piloting some kind of urgent, genre-destroying upheaval. The problem with his later material – as paraphrased by the screeching static attacks of newie Shout at the Doner – is that he’s still pushing the same line. Across this record’s 17 brutal cuts, it’s clear that Depredo’s deconstructions haven’t resulted in any further lucidity. It’s almost as if he possesses an uncontrollable compulsion to be the crazy guy at the party. It’s just that when you get to know the crazy guy, he really doesn’t have that much to say.

Tigerbeat6/MGM