NOISEPOETNOBODY "Concrete Vitalist"

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“Concrete Vitalist”

Music. What is it? Well, I’m pretty sure it’s not “Concrete Vitalist”. I doubt if even NOISEPOETNOBODY would disagree with that. Sound collage? Sonic experiment? Those are a bit closer to what this really is.

This is the sort of stuff you would hear in avant-garde art galleries attended by “outsiders”. It’s not “rock” in any way, shape or form. So don’t enter here if you are  looking to tap your toes or nod your head. It is more akin to a field recording of a construction site mixed with minimalist synth and drone. It is an assemblage of bangs, clanks, bleeps, taps, groans, squeaks, squawks, clattering, battering, thrum and hum, broken into four movements. Movement One has a kind of pulsing throb to it that gives it a kind of rhythm and makes it the closest to comprehendable music. But that’s about it. The other three movements are much looser, with a lot more clatter and cacophony. Number two has a snatch of what sounds like Chinese music sampled into it, Number Three sounds like something you’d hear in an industrialized haunted house. In fact, the whole album could easily work as background noise for a decayed urban haunted house.

NOISEPOETNOBODY is actually not nobody, he’s a somebody named Casey Chittenden Jones, who has been doing this kind of sonic clatter for 15 years. As traditional “music”, this is almost totally worthless. As a sonic representation of a world slowly decaying into nightmarish disarray, it works a lot better. A real curiosity for seekers of noisy weirdness.

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