Lid Emba release #4, and #2 in the Terminal Muse series. My motto at the time was “Wake Up! Art Kills.” Absolutely nothing danceable, and often what sounds like loops aren’t and vice versa. Real-time execution was the preference, including a whole lotta flesh and blood drumming.
As i've stated time and again here at OB, i'm a big fan of folks trying out new sounds. It's the exploratory nature of beat music that tends to make it exciting for my ear holes. Enter Lid Emba. The Stickfigure Recordings artist is back with Terminal Muse: Blue, the second in a trilogy "dedicated to the cost of persistence in art." To call it different would be an understatement. This is spastic beat music for those with criminally short attention spans, ironic for such long tracks. i try to stay away from cutting and pasting press releases, but i thought this one was particularly well worded: "As a defense against succumbing completely to such a harsh view, Lid EMBA imagines a musical world in which the three chord, hard-fast-rules that broke the back of a tepid progressive rock scene never came to pass. Instead, the intensity intended for punk is absorbed, minus the blues quotient, and married to the avant garde moves of European electronic music and American jazz, creating a more surreal but no less visceral, liberating force. While a less experienced practitioner of such a description would create an album of monochrome fury, Terminal Muse: Blue is a varied and well measured listen. Sure, there's dissonance, crunching synthesizers, blips, bloops, ice cold organs, lush orchestral swells, stuttering drums, and absolutely nothing danceable in the rolling-at-2:00-in-the-morning sense. Simultaneously, there's a shrewd and eccentric compositional scheme underpinning the surface irrationality that values symmetry, balance, and the superimposition and collision of variable melodic and rhythmic cells." i LOVE that "...absolutely nothing danceable in the rolling-at-2:00-in-the-morning sense" line. That's good writing there. And this here is some good, avant garde listening here.
Several decades ago Atlanta, Georgia had a terrible reputation as a place where lots of bad music originated. In the mid 1970s the region was pretty much filled up with Southern rock and cover bands...almost all of which were average and very disappointing. Over time the landscape of Atlanta music has changed completely...and now in the twenty-first century there is so much going on that it's impossible to even keep up with it all. On the extreme obscure underground side, things don't get much more experimental than Lid Emba (his real name is Sean Moore). We've heard Lid Emba releases in the past and this one continues the grand tradition of harsh electronics used to create sound rather than standardized songs. Unlike the average modern day synthesizer artist who wants crystal clear sounds, Moore seems to grovel in distortion and accidentals. Almost forty minutes' worth of chaotic harsh stuff here reminiscent of early experimental acts like Suicide. Seven gutsy cuts including "Dawning," "Iscariot," and "Zakula." Heavy and hard.