Patrick Sisson - Writer, Journalist, Cultural Documentarian, Music Lover

Interview
Earplug
September 2007

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While Norway’s sub-Arctic climes have frequently proven fertile ground for cold, distant dance music, the Scandinavian sound currently flooding clubs is warmer, more spacious, and mystical, referencing the country’s wide-open vistas and extended evening hours. Bjørn Torske is adept at conjuring up such a panoramic feel, folding elastic melodies and offbeat percussion into a bed of warm synthesizers. This year’s Feil Knapp, a fusion of the organic and electronic, reconciles house’s synthetic studio pulse with a carefree, almost primal, vibe. During a break at his studio in the university town of Bergen, Torske recently spoke by phone with Earplug’s Patrick Sisson about his musical roots.

Earplug: How did growing up in northern Norway, with the long days and nights, affect your career?
Bjørn Torske: What drove my friends and I growing up in Tromsø to make music was the fact that there was no music scene. You had to mail-order records, and before you could order, you had to know what to order. It was a slow process with a lot of boredom inserted into it. We had to do something to amuse ourselves. In my case, it was music. A producer named Biosphere was a mentor who got me started. I think of his music as the soundtrack for the dark times in the winter.
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Review
Earplug
September 2007

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Few mixes have arrived with as much mystery as Chilean/German showman Ricardo Villalobos’ entry into Fabric’s showcase series. Even its unique format — a seamlessly arranged slate of Villalobos’ original productions, all hitherto unreleased — has raised speculation as to just how game-changing it is. Rest assured, it’s a true time bomb in a steel tin. The quiet, textured ticks of opener “Groove 1880” melt into the jazzy hi-hat hiccups of “Perc and Drums” before building into tech-oriented rhythm patterns — a simple lesson in just how colorful minimal can be. Then the pressure boils over, and the sensory-deprivation tank timekeeping really gets interesting. The hypnotic “4 Wheel Drive” — which contains the fitting refrain, “Confusion is next to happiness” — leads into a disarming set of grand hallucinatory grooves, including “Andruic & Japan,” an unhinged vocal rant framed by booming, Japanese-style percussion. In the Ableton era, Villalobos has transformed the mix into something more organic — a more complete aesthetic statement than the standard curatorial exercise.

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September 2007
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Hip-hop is a market force like few other genres, one that’s coined more terms for cash than the U.S. Mint. It dominates the charts, and the entrepreneurial enterprises of its stars, from movie roles to merchandise, seem ubiquitous. Jay-Z’s “I’m not a businessman/I’m a business, man” line has never seemed more apt, especially after he made more than $200 million selling Rocawear. But are most hip-hop icons going to be cashing in throughout the long haul?

Classic rock bands still make vast amounts of money. At a time when Dennis Hopper is a pitchman for retirement planning, it’s clear that members of the Boomer generation reach for their wallets when marketing messages play to their self-styled rebellious image. Still a significant segment of the music industry, older rock acts are coasting on a perfect confluence of wealthy fans, touring opportunities and deep catalogs of older albums that still sell.

Music will always mint new millionaires, but today’s big-name hip-hop artists may not enjoy the same kind of late-career windfall enriching rock bands. The game is changing, and these shifts may affect rappers’ incomes later in their careers.
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XLR8R
August 2007
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If you’re not prepared to pay heed to rapper Aesop Rock’s gravelly baritone, his complex lyrics can easily overwhelm. Reflexively branded one of hip-hop’s most abstract wordsmiths, the Definitive Jux mainstay appears to operate on a different wavelength, his dense rhyme schemes relying on seemingly inscrutable verbal algorithms. But a close listen reveals a dedicated artist continually honing his craft, someone trying to convey strikingly detailed stories by way of eclectic and novel language. Before the release of his latest album, None Shall Pass, Aesop Rock spoke to XLR8R about his inspirations and the root of his creative process.

On Religion
“I went to church every week growing up in Long Island. I was raised Catholic: confirmation name, first communion, the whole nine. As much as I would kick and squirm, I always liked the language, the way people spoke during the readings and the Gospel and the wording of the Bible. I still enjoy hearing people speak like that, in a tongue that’s different from your everyday year-2000 conversation.”

On Language
“I’ve always had my ear open for new words and phrasings. So many descriptive words aren’t being used now–dated, almost dead ways of wording sentences that are so perfect for describing an actual scene. It’s a crime vocabularies are so small, especially in lyric writing. I love adopting older wording and applying it to modern-day New York City scenarios. That odd lexicon gives it an edge.”
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XLR8R
August 2007
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Tortoise’s polyglot approach to music is grounded in the work of three percussionists–John McEntire, John Herndon, and Dan Bitney (a.k.a. Bumps)–who integrate elements of dub, funk, jazz, and numerous genres into the band’s instrumental compositions. But despite the wealth of side projects they’re involved in, they’ve never made a percussion album together… until now. After friendly prodding from Stones Throw’s general manager Egon, the drummers sat down and started messing around last year at McEntire’s Soma Studios in Chicago. The resulting 23 instrumental tracks on Bumps, the side-project’s eponymous release on Stones Throw (some of which have already been fed to remixers), are a wellspring of potential breaks that showcase the creative possibilities of three drum kits. We first asked Herndon for drumming advice, and his response boiled down to, “Ask John McEntire.” Wise words, as evidenced by these five tips from McEntire, a sound-engineering expert.

Experiment With The Basics
We didn’t use anything too weird, like tambourines, shakers, or whistles. As far as microphones go, I don’t really have any particular insights that would be beyond the realm of what anybody else would tell you. It’s all about experimentation. It all starts with the players and the instruments. You just need to tweak things to make it sound right in the room.

Lots of Post-Play
On Bumps, we used a lot of analog synth modules, frequency shifters, and phase shifters. There’s lots of distortion and
compression. You can hear all that stuff pretty clearly. We were definitely finding out new ways to distort things. We took the possibilities of the synthesizer module further, especially with the frequency shifting. One of those cuts was really interesting. We split it in stereo and ran it through two frequency shifters that drifted close to the same pitch.

Separate Is Not Equal

We had one kit isolated, which gave us a different palette of sounds–really dry, crunchy, and upfront. You actually have more processing possibilities with that because the resulting sounds are cleaner.

Crossover Hits

It’s hard to get things separated. There can be too much hi-hat bleeding into the snare mic, and sometimes you have to fight
balance problems. You can do more physical isolation, like putting the hi-hat further away or adding baffling. Nowadays, you can also use a program like SoundReplacer.

Ascending The Throne
On a couple cuts we recorded in the bathroom in the studio with just one mic. It turned out really nice. I’d used it as an echo chamber for some other things before. So we went in there with a kick drum, snare drum, and hi-hat and gave it a try.

Review
Playboy.com
July 2007
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The Pitchfork Music Festival embraced its music snob roots by booking iconoclast Yoko Ono. But the three-day celebration of sonic diversity — which spread 39 acts over three stages in Chicago’s Union Park — was more populist than its reputation suggests.

Nothing made that more clear than Saturday night’s closing performances, which pitted avant-garde headliner Yoko Ono against the instant pop pleasures of Dan Deacon and the cut-and-paste club music of laptop DJ Greg Gillis, better known as Girl Talk. Yoko, elusive as ever in sunglasses and a black fedora and a coup for the festival, performed a set of warbling and strained songs on the main stage that slowly dispersed the crowd. But that same night, on a small stage tucked away in the corner of the park, visceral pop ruled. Baltimore artist/instigator Dan Deacon made a smaller, more rabid crowd bellow “Sears Tower, Future Pyramid!” as they stared at the Chicago skyline. A spazzy ringleader sporting oversized plastic glasses, Deacon invited fans to an impromptu house party, abandoning the raised stage to get spastic in the first rows of the audience. He barked out dance party instructions: “Rule number one: sassy as fuck!”

The dichotomy between Ono’s performance and the sets from Deacon and Gillis typified the Pitchfork aesthetic. The indie-centric website revels in eclecticism, and its eponymous sold-out festival — expanded to three days this year, with a special series of album-length performances the first night — was no different. Slint stoically and quietly re-created its masterpiece Spiderland with ringing guitar riffs, while Sonic Youth guitarists Lee Ranaldo and Thurston Moore generated glorious waves of feedback as they performed the entire landmark album Daydream Nation. Battles delivered unhinged, carnivalesque glee, while Grizzly Bear served gentle, gauzy melodies. Radically different music abounded: moving modern jazz from Ken Vandermark’s Powerhouse Sound and the William Parker Quartet, straight-ahead power-pop from the New Pornographers and spectacularly driving riffs from the deranged metalheads of Mastodon, who whipped fans into a frenzy that kicked up a minor dust storm.

Some of the weekend’s most rousing performances came from the festival’s hip-hop acts that electrified the crowd. The hallucinatory beats and tight wordplay of Virginia Beach duo Clipse translated well; Wu-Tang member GZA ended his performance of Liquid Swords with a cover of Ol’ Dirty Bastard’s “Shimmy Shimmy Ya”; and the closing act of the festival, De La Soul, was at its playful and crowd-pleasing best. With a few nasty sound checks and delays, the festival wasn’t perfect. But music lovers, fanned by the weekend’s cool breezes, basked in an over-abundance of great music, and they clearly didn’t care.

Review
Playboy.com
July 2007

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Oxnard, California producer Oh No is no stranger to the offbeat concept album. His previous, well-conceived full-length was made entirely of samples taken from the music of Hair composer Galt McDermot. The instrumental Dr. No’s Oxperiment was constructed from a similarly limited, unlikely and exotic source. All the samples originated from the Turkish, Greek, Italian and Lebanese vinyl fastidiously collected by Stones Throw’s general manager Egon. While it’s obviously a completely different (and less hippie-like) oeuvre, in the hands of Oh No, the heavy Mediterranean psychedelia and regional sounds that form the basis of these tracks get a gorgeous and gritty reworking, turning already-smoking Turkish funk into something transcendent.

Digging deep into overseas records crates isn’t such a far-fetched idea anymore, especially after years of offbeat Timbaland hits and the Bollywood beats that Oh No’s big brother, Madlib, dropped on the excellent Jaylib album. But Oh No makes it sound fresh. The promise of this collision of cultures is immediately articulated in the opening track “Heavy,” which fuses lilting and mournful Middle Eastern vocals with a heavier-than-lead, mind-melting guitar line. By re-appropriating exotic string samples and wavering flute melodies in familiar ways, Oh No makes the madcap Oxperiment a success.

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XLR8R
July 2007
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Strategy

You might call the lush, liberal landscape that stretches from Portland through Seattle and British Columbia the “Pacific Northwest.” But to some it’s Cascadia–a name that is both a reference to the region and a part of a shorthand, half-joking slogan (Free Cascadia!) for a particular state of mind, if not a proposed state. Cascadia celebrates a community of freedom and open-mindedness–and it’s not just a hippie hangover from the surplus of quality local bud.

Cascadian Rhythms
For more than a decade, Paul Dickow–best known as Strategy–has been engaged in a musical free-for-all that exemplifies a true edge-dwelling mindset. A founder of the aptly titled Community Library label–an ambitiously experimental imprint that branches out into abstract electronics and rock and free jazz–Dickow is also a zealous and eclectic collaborator, even by Portland’s standards. He’s played keyboards in the un-tethered trio Fontanelle, jammed in spacey post-rock ensemble Nudge, drummed for art-punk band Emergency, alongside the fluid, roomy electronic tracks he creates as Strategy. Add in numerous remixes and singles for labels like Orac and his DJ gigs (as P. Disco), and it becomes clear that, fiercely independent streak notwithstanding, Dickow is a unifying force in Cascadia.

“Paul’s always been supportive of what other people have been doing,” says Scott MacLean, owner of Portland club Holocene. “Interestingly, that hasn’t been necessarily reciprocated by other people. I think what he’s doing is almost meta-Portland, and weirdly under-appreciated by most Portlanders.”

Time Travel
On the new Strategy record, Future Rock, Dickow does himself one better by not just integrating different styles, but meshing past and present. At a time when many of his live projects are dormant and his city is gentrifying and changing–a recent New York Times article awkwardly praised the worldliness beneath Portland’s “fleece-clad and Teva-wearing exterior”–Dickow composed the record while reflecting on the only recently deceased “golden age” of Portland’s music scene.

“It was a time when it was a little more funky and there was a lot more experimentation,” he says, referring to the city in the late ’90s and early ’00s. “There was kind of a ‘fuck you’ attitude. You could count on a lot more musical feedback. I idealize this time period.”

“When I see someone here who says they like kayaking and bands with super-long jams”m like, ‘I forgot you exist!'” says Portland musician Paul Dickow. “It’s really edgy here now.”

The dub textures and windswept, narcotic echoes on Future Rock–a refinement of the sonic palette of 2004’s disc Drumsolo’s Delight–could easily inspire nostalgic moods. But it’s the recordings of long-gone jam sessions integrated into the mix–the 30-year-old Dickow has an insane collection of old MiniDisc recordings–that really link it to the past.

“It reminds me of a certain charmed set of ideas I had about what was happening around me,” he says of listening to the old tapes. “I’m paying tribute to those by writing really honest, interesting music.”

Be it the noodling guitar melodies floating atop shimmering backgrounds on “Running on Empty” or the recovered practice-session drum loops that emerge during “Sunfall (Interlude),” Dickow says his use of old material is part of a larger, continuing effort–a attempt to make something pop out of something that’s not.

“Seeing him put all these techniques together and playing solo riffs, it’s like he let his playing ability back in,” reveals Brian Foote, a longtime friend and Nudge collaborator, and now the publicist at Kranky, the label that released Future Rock. “Part of what the album reveals is that he has all these musical threads, which you could call some kind of dilettantism. But here he fleshes everything out to its fullest.”

Bohemian Rhapsody
Dickow, who has the passion to back his strong opinions, has never been one to just dabble. He grew up in Idaho before moving to Portland, obsessed with whatever ’80s synth-pop he could catch on Top 40 radio. His father was a composer and amateur computer programmer, so Dickow was surrounded by plenty of vintage synthesizers, but he focused on the music of Pet Shop Boys and Kraftwerk. He once returned a copy of New Order’s Brotherhood to the record store because he didn’t think it had enough synthesizers or drum machines.

“I’m pretty skeptical of rock music,” he says. “It has to be very genuine and original to win me over. I think the first kind of guitar music I really accepted was My Bloody Valentine.”

In 1998, Dickow started programming and playing around Portland as Strategy. While simultaneously multitasking between bands, he eventually decided to refine his knowledge of electronic music by learning to mix and beat-match.

“You can’t all of a sudden write a Daft Punk-sounding track and say you’re house,” Dickow said. “You have to learn to mix records and learn about Chicago and all that stuff first.”

In 2003, he took lessons from DJ Brokenwindow (a.k.a. Solenoid, born David Chandler), his friend, eventual label partner, and a veteran of the Portland electronic scene. The two record junkies soon began spinning in clubs together, and the idea to collaborate on wildly eclectic sets linked by uncommon, abstract themes began to percolate. This turned into a regular night called Community Library, whose musical themes would eventually include war protests, songs about the color yellow, and even crime and punishment, (which consisted of tunes referencing different vices). Those nights inspired the formation of the label of the same name in 2005.

“That label is the best thing going in Portland now,” exclaims Michael Byrne, a music writer for the local Willamette Week newspaper. “[It’s] emblematic of the musical character of Portland, or at least fits that kind of perspective.”

Like Dickow’s music, Community Library’s output is wildly diverse, ranging from the soul jazz of Jefrey Leighton Brown to a forthcoming series of 10-inch reggae singles featuring Chicago-based Zulu.

“The only common thread is that there’s no thread,” muses Foote. “I think that’s a strong point of Community Library. It’s an obvious testament to [Paul’s] listening habits and the breadth of his influences.”

Interview
Playboy.com
May 2007

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A former punk rocker from Ottawa who sports a bushy beard and an undisguised Canadian accent, 35-year-old Shane Smith has become an unlikely media mogul. While far from a Murdoch-like figure — for one thing, Smith actually does some reporting himself, including trips to Chernobyl and Darfur — the one-time Reuters correspondent in Bosnia has become famous in hipper media circles for co-founding VICE Magazine and VBS.TV, its spin-off Internet site.

Originally called the Voice of Montréal when it was founded by Smith and two friends in 1994, VICE Magazine has gone from an obscure government-subsidized publication to an unlikely arbiter of global youth culture. When Smith, Suroosh Alvi and Gavin McInnes began, they presented the publication as an outlet for black francophones in Quebec — a community of mostly Haitians, to which none of them belonged — so they could all receive government checks. It was, as Smith admits, a welfare scam to earn money while getting the magazine off the ground. When the trio bought out the publication and renamed it VICE, they successfully duped the Canadian media into believing the name change was a result of legal threats from The Village Voice. It earned them extensive coverage in their home country as underdogs fighting the American bully next door.

In 1999, stacks of the free magazine spread across U.S. cities and campuses, and VICE was widely celebrated for its blunt sense of humor and no-bullshit, anti-PC attitude on taboo topics. “Dos and Don’ts,” where random people’s fashion choices are drooled over or savagely critiqued (“When someone is this clueless it actually gets kind of scary. Like the way a lot of serial killers are autistic and they don’t look people in the eye because they don’t get what the big deal is with eyes.”) is their most recognized feature. Other articles have included “The VICE Guide to Shagging Muslims” and “Grandma Blowjob.”
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Playboy.com
May 2007
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Men often view beer the same way they view sex: As long as you’re getting as much as you want, everything is okay. But what’s the point of a large quantity of anything if you’re not also getting high quality? Fine beers, like gorgeous women, should be savored and enjoyed for their unique characteristics.

In the spirit of searching out something more sophisticated to drink, we polled some of the nation’s beer experts to come up with a list of the 10 best microbrews in America. While it’s an impossible task to list all the deserving beers being made today in the thousands of small breweries spread across America, this inventory of distinctive brews should provide you with a good starting point. Unlike gorgeous women, no good brew is ever out of your league.

1. Sierra Nevada Pale Ale
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First concocted in 1980 — in a makeshift brewery built with leftover parts lifted from a soft drink bottler — Sierra Nevada Pale Ale is one of the early successes of the American craft brewing movement. The heavily hopped-up brew is considered one of the best due to its rich, malty character (it earned more votes from our panel than any other brew). It may be the most well-known of the “indie beers,” but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t taste great.

2. Prima Pils
Victory Brewing Company – Downingtown, Pennsylvania
Anyone enamored of the clean taste of a watered-down, mass-produced domestic beer needs to break a few man laws and get a six-pack of Prima Pils. Brewed with Saaz hops by German-trained brewmasters, this exemplar of the Czech-born Plzen style of beer is slightly spicy with a refreshing finish. Brews like this are the reason pilsner is the most consumed type of beer in the world. That, and fraternity parties.
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