The thing that bothers me about this is the trust fund kiddies making this really easy, minimally composed/altered stuff have so much free time they could actually learn how to be musicians first. (The preceding statement was a joke)
It's like picking up a sax and making some noise because you don't know how to play yet and claiming that it's free jazz. Well, not really, but fuck off.
At least with musically retarded punk bands you still had to build up a few callouses.
I demand sacrifices from musicians. SLAKE MY BLOODLUST. I HUNGER
As much as Lopatin's echojams are pure nostalgia mining, they are not pretending to anything higher, and Lopatin can and does make other music, although I'm not a huge fan. VHS Head's stuff is frequently painstaking and controlled and as a result it sounds as free and transformative as it does nostalgic. That's what can happen with some effort.
But the stuff in the OP... man. I can appreciate it on a simple nostalgic level but it does nothing else. The problem is, it could. It doesn't earn its hype. It's "basically the same" as a Lopatin echojam but without Lopatin's talent for honing in on hidden emotional content (which basically highlights the source material rather than merely appropriates it). The result is it's just not very interesting.
It's not necessarily the amount of work that makes music interesting, obviously; but if you're essentially rolling over and saying it's all been done before, I can't take you seriously until you've diligently exhausted your own intellectual and musical capabilities. Basically it just looks like you don't want to work for it. Nobody wants to work for it. Fucking babies.
I say this as a guy who also enjoys slowing music way the fuck down. I am fucking enamored of the textural possibilities of this kind of thing. The aesthetics are appealing to me even if I wish that they weren't.
Do you guys know Wallace Steven's poem Anectode of the Jar?
Sort of on the cusp of Modernism/Post-Modernism with respect to the ideology of what art is and what it takes to make it. Stevens knew what was up... in 1919.
I'm not anti-sampling, and I'm not opposed to using the fragments of other peoples production, re-arranged, to create something new, like taking a mason jar and composing it on a hill. This is watmm, and everyone here knows it, loves it, and has probably lived with it for decades. We've all grown up with post-modernism.
It doesn't take much! If you know what you're doing, it can look effortless. That's ok!
But man, some of this is moving beyond nostalgia and becoming tiring and impossibly empty. It can't always be this easy.
Edited by baph, 05 December 2012 - 02:52 PM.