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I've got to do summat "beard" says he, the man over there, rapidly sliding down the slippy chute into the terrifying realm that is 40-dom. 'Beard' was the term we used to employ to describe anything that may get musical academics & sound-art buffs frothing with excitement but would undoubtedly clear 99.9% of the public houses in Britain. Also it apparently described much of the musical taste of our dear departed Mingus Rude. Which is curious as I reckon there are much huger beards at large today in this office than Mr. Rude, the best dressed Norman teamster we've ever encountered. "What is this album like you waffling shitehawk?" I hear you all bellow? Erm, it's Machinefabriek & some other good folks putting a collection of creaky, crackly, rattling, brooding, faintly ominous sound-scrapes (sic) to tape whilst some poetry intermittently appears, spoken in West Frisian by Jan Kleefstra. There's a moment where a guitar gets cranked up, lightly flayed and tormented then is kind of forgotten about. This is not a good CD for the office. It is a tentative, meandering work with lots of subtle shifts, use of silence, acoustic resonance & the tendrils of sustained notes breathing freely into the atmos.....the poetry makes it more interesting. Nice to hear words slung at you in such a relatively obscure tongue. I was hoping the poems were odes to the lost generations of West Frisian cattle & horses but alas, no. Enigmatic expressionism a-go-go though.....I must say, the final track 'Ferware' (Worn Down) is a stunning deep ambient piece that makes the entire esoteric trawl a most worthy endeavor and amps my score up to a worthier number
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