This LP is a document of a single time and a single place: the modus operandi of the Live At Clouds Hill series being to not only perform but to record and mix the music in one take. But focus isn’t a problem for Nisennenmondai, who are well-practiced in locking-in to their minimal magic. Transcendent repetition as always from this trio.
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I’m sitting here trying to wag my finger at a precise pace with all the gusto of a dude in a noise rock club, though those might not exist, and I might have also given up trying to type with one hand. Noise rockers Nisennenmondai laugh in the face of your motorik and your drone; repetition isn’t a lifestyle choice, it’s life itself, and ‘Live At Clouds Hill’ is a thorough lesson in doing the same thing again and again and again and again. Factory Floor, nice try, but you’ve got a little too much going on there. It’s your job to be repetitive. Your job? Your job. To be repetitive.
‘Live At Clouds Hill’ starts with pretty simple predicates: a synth wailing endlessly into the void, guitars trembling quietly in the background, a drumbeat marching down an A-road and a few electronic additives that will sound familiar to fans of the Knife’s “Full of Fire”. The torrential downpour of these elements is constant and cruel, establishing a dance routine you have to carry out tirelessly for about ten minutes. The next track is the same, with synth, cymbals and a bass drum introducing the second routine like it’s the second in four noise disco seminars.
It’s hard to review a record that’s essentially supposed to be responded to with a bunch of sporadic bodily actions -- boppin’ the head, thrusting the body sideways and frontwards, kicking the air, and all your other favourites -- but I can certifiably say this kind of relentless repetition is deserving of its own headspace. No one does no frills dance like Nisennenmondai. Noise party with me.
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