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Machine Drum Bidnezz Release Tour

Machine Drum Bidnezz Release Tour
Touring behind his third full length
this is the only UK date for Machine Drum.
The rest of the dates are below:

26.11 Bogen13, Zurich (SUI) w/ Plaid, Spezial Material, and more
29.11 University Sports and Social Club, Cambridge (UK)
01.12 Worm @ Calypso, Rotterdam (NL) w/ Jimmy Edgar
02.12 Scheune, Dresden (DE)
03.12 Nijmegen/Doornroosje (NL)
04.12 Voxxx, Chemnitz (DE)
05.12 Goldener Pudel, Hamburg (DE)
09.12 Bios, Athens (GR)
10.12 FR Strukturbruch @ Superkronik, Leipzig (DE)
11.12 SA El Garage Squat, Ghent (BE)

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Miles of Smiles

Black Dice
Miles of Smiles
DFA

When Mick Jagger penned the blazing sun-scorched ballad of white noise and 1000 hertz sinewaves for Kenneth Anger's Invocation of My Demon Brother, rock careened off the path of recognizability up till that point. Sure, Stockhausen and the like had done avant tuning of synthesizers for experiments, but Jagger's full throttle throwing of the moog into another realm (and not a terribly pleasant one) was the first time that rock anger possessed total annihilation of musical ability, it seemed to be the first time anyone made a worser of themself to express the torment of their soul. In the years that followed George Harrison produced his Electronic Sounds LP John Lennon and Yoko Ono practically made an art form of cutting down melody to nothing and used noise not as liberation but as a kind on entrapment. Anyway, no one was really paying attention to those LPs when it seemed like rock was the endless soul music of several generations of American and often rebellious youth. But rock has become a sonic death trap of a sort, something so riddled with Americana so fetishistically beloved that it's implosion in Lennon's outre moments or Jagger's moog based mental collapse might be the moment that rock learns a new trick, a kinda psychological backdoor created to evade the responsibility of feeding the white soul. It's here that Black Dice begin. Their intro cut as Beaches and Canyons retained an almost subliminal thump of rock's original blues chorus, but here on Miles of Smiles hoots and hollers are taken a back to the point of un-musicality, the rolling masculinity of the blues boogie machine is made sterile, movement ceases and a state of unprotected experiments begin. A lesson learned the ghost of rock starts to claw back in, a personality is being rebuilt, but the rocker from before is half dead trapped from paralysis. Yeah, that's Black Dice.
- Andrew Jones

Upon Cycles by OOO (ziq080CD)

Opening with all the impetus of an inspired video game, Nick Raftis' planet-mu debut is a dense cluster of various sounds so over polished it sounds like a hyper-real recreation of i.d.m. similar to Chris Clark's Clarence Park or 09's schematic premiere. 000 isn't afraid to treat the braindance melodic stuff with a touch of irony, forgetting all the pastoral cadence found in Twin or Mu-Ziq with out resorting to breakcore to keep you a-tuned. At least on most tracks, some of the middle filler tracks lose Nick's voice but are still good but a little generic electronica. What makes Upon Cycles such an addictive listen? In a world where a million copycats per second are pushing their Warp clone tunes onto zebox.com Raftis breaks with the stresses, syllables, and pronunciations laid down by idm's holy trio to make his own regional lisp on the entire enterprise.