It's always nice to start the week off with a bit of chamber jazz. Especially when the chamber's a torture one and it contains a trapped Austrian girl whose mouth has evolved into a plaintively wailing saxophone over the course of many lonely years. Vaarat Vastukset is Black Motors' follow-up to the LP they did a while back on Qbico (look at me pretending I've heard of these before) and it's a pleasantly dour clunk n' scrapealong noodlefest guaranteed to give any listening avants hard-ons. It does brighten up from time to time, taking a more traditional (though still highly freeform) approach to prove they've got the chops to know what the rules are and exactly how they're breaking them.. Although I do always like the idea of punk-jazz played by people with no skill whatsoever. It's a 'recommended' from me, particularly loving the bit towards the end of the first lengthy track where a tribal beat kicks in unexpectedly to form up the chaos.
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