Word: sound
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...PfoHo did have something to give up to Adams in their recent war after all: the Quad Sound Studios look like they are on their way to becoming a major force on the on-campus music scene. Now, if only more people made their way up Garden Street...
...painfully obvious to most anybody. The subtitle of the volume is Notes from Our Century, and Gordimer makes a case study of historical progress out of her native South Africa, taking us from the world of apartheid through redemption to the post-apartheid era. But her words begin to sound false: not the falseness of lies, but of emotional untruth...
...their striking visual presence is to the striking aural presence of their songs. On the one hand there's Australian-born Hansen, the gamine, androgynous face behind Stereolab's characteristically sultry French vocals. (She's possibly the only person in music today who can make a complaint about faulty sound systems sexy: "Does anyone else hear that rumble?") Her look-but-don't-touch attitude makes her akin to the too-hip aunt of Bjork and Winona Ryder, a coy mistress of equally playful music...
...could compare her to Austin Powers' Frau Fraubissina, although you might get a jackboot to the stomach. The creator of Stereolab's cold-hearted sound storm appeared in hardcore military-chic: high collar, olive-drab frock, tight mug. But somehow, when she and Hansen stepped up to their microphones, it was all okay: Sadier's harshness and Hansen's softness mixed together as well as Stereolab's other songwriter (and founder) Ti Gane can mix Muzak and German post-punk, the listless vocals carried along like a beauty queen in a homecoming parade of sound clips, acid jazz and dippy...
...short, Stereolab live was very different than Stereolab in the stereo lab. The band's sound is characteristically everywhere: their records run th aural gamut from fuzzy lounge-lizard pop to gritty reverb rock (and most often are a synth-washed mix of both). Through it all, though, they manage to give you the cold shoulder. Morgane Lhote's Moog must have a special dial for "disaffected": a breath of chilling ennui blows through all their music, a vague sense of world-weary aloofness that has its heart somewhere in songwriter Sadier's low-mixed lyrics...