Okay so I'm listening to Kode9's "Dreaming Ocean (remix)" and the whole thing is just screaming out "I Read Reynolds' Sex Revolts!" from every pore... and yet it works so damn well at doing exactly what it sets out to -- the dubby sea of vocal snippets from all sides, the growl/hum of the basslinethe "below the waist however always confusion" sample, dark microjunglism floating in and out.
There's a very formalistic punk elegance in something like this, a concept executed so flawlessly it almost feels like a "fuck you" to the theory it confronts.
Anybody know what I'm talking about? Any other examples? (herbert, sometimes, maybe?)
― Sterling Clover (s_clover), Thursday, 15 May 2003 17:53 (twenty-two years ago)