Showing posts with label Bentley Rhythm Ace. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bentley Rhythm Ace. Show all posts

15/05/2015

Bentley Rhythm Ace - Bentley Rhythm Ace

Track list:

1. Let There Be Flutes
2. Midlander (There Can Only Be One...)
3. Why Is A Frog Too..?
4. Mind That Gap
5. Run On The Spot
6. Bentleys Gonna Sort You Out!
7. Ragtopskodacarchase
8. Whoosh
9. Who Put The Bom In The Bom Bom Diddleye Bom
10. Spacehopper
11. Return Of The Hardcore Jumble Carbootechnodisco Roadshow

Running time: 67 minutes
Released: 1997
The last post was two decades ago, this is almost so. Big Beat was the only dance music movement I recall ever having any affection for, and even then it was pretty much limited to Bentley Rhythm Ace's eponymous first offering. I remember hearing Bentley's Gonna Sort You Out! on the radio and instantly loving it. I think, though - what I loved vs. what I didn't was a fine balance. I recall a fondness for Midlander too but the rest? Not so sure. Lets see.

The first thing you hear is a weird voice saying "We've found Bentley's control tapes" and then odd laughter - part of the vocal sample that introduces Let There Be Flutes. It doesn't really need the intro. The tune itself... well the flute loop is floaty, the drums and sounds beneath it are incessant. Yet the whole thing is pretty flat sounding and has none of the vibrancy that I remember, nor the sheer impact that Big Beat brings to mind. The tune becomes more compelling around 3 minutes when the top end drops out to be replaced by a more worrisome sound - less pleasant, but more meaty, and degrades again when the ill-grounded flutes return.

There is a hint of some of the sound patterns to come on later tracks here though, and the latter stages of the track again contain moments where the melody disappears and variation is added to the structure instead. These moments are the high points, but alas too much of the track feels incredibly formulaic and uninspired on this listen. The next track will be interesting - if Midlander has lost its appeal then it is me changing. As I type, it switches. Nope - this opening is still really strong. It's hard to describe this sound, klaxons blaring, drums rumbling, no real melody just a differently dominant loop at different points, but they all blend so well, at least they do whilst what could be called the main theme is still evident.

Approaching 3 minutes in that slides away, replaced by an urgent repeating loop and faster tempo... this is weak now, but as the klaxon sounds to shift phase again the layers and depth return in a pleasing manner. The last thing this makes me want to do is dance, and it has no tune so why the hell does it appeal so much? The rumble continues for just shy of 7 minutes, most of it never touching the brilliance of the opening but doing enough to stay within good graces.

A cuckoo clock announces the change of track and I realise that I could not have placed this in a million years. A boring repetitive sound then takes over; I could see this as the base for something, and the hope is it will build, but so far it hasn't, and on its own it is dull. I am relieved to finally manage to do a midweek post after what seems like an eternity - too much of a busy social life for a change that I haven't had the chance to get to the keyboard. It's nice to be busy, but sometimes a guy needs some downtime, y'know? Somewhere in that pontification the track has evolved, and what I hear now is a bit more interesting, tin-can like percussion interspersed with guitar loops or something like it are interesting for a bit, but then it descends into random nonsense again - structure with nothing to fill it out.

Mind That Gap starts with a more urgent main loop, backed up with what must be sampled videogame sound effects (I swear I should know what, too but it eludes me). This is basically just percussion until some synthy interspersions appear. It's alright but the urgency which was attractive for the first 30-60 seconds is a bit old after 120. I have to say that so far I am disappointed. Number one on the hit list of things that I dislike is the fact that for a style known as Big Beat, the beats feel anything but big. Perhaps things have just moved on, and expectations for 2015 are different? It could also be one where my little portable speaker - a stalwart of many trips and years - is just not up to representing this sound well. Too bad. The track has continued in the background to my thoughts. I am supposed to be listening, not tuning things out to type. The problem is this is so far producing very little to listen to.

The bass that opens Run on the Spot is a bit more promising, and this track even opens out with something approaching a tune (albeit comprised of more loops) that sits well with the various sounds cobbled together to structure the run. I like it a lot more than anything else so far, bar the first 30 seconds of Midlander (still epic), as it feels much more complete and well rounded. The high point of this listen is surely coming next though.

The loopy sounds that start Bentley's Gonna Sort You out immediately take me back, but its the addition of the top end that makes me feel 17 again for a second or two. There is something weirdly soothing about the synthesis of this track it's almost like 2000s downbeat electronica but with a bit more bite to it; when the sampled vocal states "I love it", I can only nod my head in agreement. Magic stays magic, even over 2 decades of sporadic (at best) attention. The incessant repetition of the main horn sound could get to you, I guess, especially when the best crafted bits of the backing vanish temporarily, but the best thing about this track is that it knows when to end. It happens rather suddenly but its just before you get annoyed and leaves you feeling high. Only to be sucked down by the droning patterns that begin the next track.

There is a lovely dirty, dark air to Ragtopskodacarchase, laced with engine sounds it speaks to the tension of a chase nicely and could quite happily be racing game backing music, though it is relatively low tempo for that. I included this on the "soundtrack" to accompany my first blog, the summary of an IRC-based freeform cyberpunk/dystopian future RPG I did with a couple of friends in Sweden. Good times. Half way through, the track loses its impetus, the atmosphere bleeds out a bit and it turns into a rather bland drum track - drum'n'bass without the bass to make it interesting. It rescues itself when the theme returns, the oppression brought back to give the sound some real meaning. On balance this piece is worth keeping as 75% of its length is pretty damn good - it's just a shame about that bland 2 minute insert around midway. The end is brought about by the bright start to Whoosh, a pleasantly onomatopoeic word to use as a title.
 
Unfortunately the tune doesn't live up to that potential as one of the less creative uses of samples and programming on the album is presented instead. So much so, that at 2.30 it feels like it has already been going for ever, and there are another 3 and a half minutes to go!  The second half of the track is an improvement (a vast improvement actually), and the later use of the opening sample is bang on, but I have already been lost buy the uninspired opening - such a shame. Firefox locked up for a bit there and I lost the chance to add any more thoughts for fear of overwriting something already captured and then suddenly we are approaching the back end. The shortest track on the record is perhaps the most engaging - there is an awful lot going on in Who Put the Bom in the Bom Bom Diddley Bom and whilst it will never challenge Bentley's Gonna Sort You Out for the mantle of my favourite BRA track it is one of the few definite keepers from this listen.

Yeah, I am trimming the majority of this; the strength of the beats, the construction of the tunes... most have been a letdown in part if not in full; keep the highs, ditch the lows. Probably means that 6 or 7 of 11 will go. Spacehopper starts well enough and manages to surprise me by staying interesting - a twangy sound repeated in patterns being an oddly effective lure for the drum loops, horns and other pieces shuffled into place around it. It's not easy listening, but none of this album was ever going to be that and there is enough craft put into the variations for this one that it doesn't have time to sop and get boring. Then we're on to the lead out; Return of the Hardcore Jumble Carbootechnodisco Roadshow as a title recalls to mind the fact BRA took to the stage with decks/equipment fitted inside the shell of an old car - or at least that is the image in my head. It may be wholly concocted by me as my Google-fu is failing to turn up concrete proof. As a closer, this is poor - it should have come sooner as it contains much more interest than much of what preceded it. There is more purpose in the percussion, more roundedness to the layering of the samples and sounds, its a plain better tune than some.

I have been encouraged by this end though - it leaves me with a more positive overall view of the album than I was expecting to come away with, even if I still feel sure that the beats were lacking.

10/05/2015

Bashed Out - This is the Kit

Track list:

1. Misunderstanding
2. Silver John
3. Spores All Settling
4. Magic Spell
5. Bashed Out
6. All In Cahoots
7. Nits
8. Vitamins
9. We Are In
10. Cold and Got Colder

Running time: 37 minutes
Released: 2015
Another new release sneaking in, this one I only found out about this week, though it has been out just over a month. I cannot recall where I first heard This is the Kit, but I gather they are championed on BBC 6 Music these days (I don't listen to the radio; I've got too much here that I fail to listen to as it is!).

It has, again, been a week since I got down to one of these posts, and I should have been doing Bentley Rhythm Ace, but that is over an hour long and I am not sure I have enough time to squeeze that in. This, at sub 40-minutes, is more palatable. It is also a completely virgin listen - I didn't hear any of it as I ripped the CD.

Soft guitar and light percussion open us up, I cannot quite place who this sounds like, but it might have echoes of Sigur Rós in some of the sliding structural change. When the vocal joins in it is a bit odd initially - something about the timbre and the timing of it joining jolted me a bit - but settles quickly. A soft voice, to join the soft and fluffy soundscape. There is not that much going on here, but what there is builds a nice warm safe space. It is very nice without having much heft. Misunderstanding is also the longest track on the disc - I expect things to change as we move to shorter snappier pieces.

Change it does, as Silver John has more purpose, more thrust. Less nurdling, more driving. Not exactly strident, and still trading on the same warm enclosed sound, this song nevertheless has a pace and direction that was lacking in the gentle build and maintain of the first track. I think it is thoroughly unobjectionable, without commanding any real attention. Ah, but as that track ends and the banjo comes in to carry the main melody of Spores All Settling, this... this is infectiously good. A gentle canter picked through the strings, twanging pleasantly against another warm background and a vocal that comes across with intimacy. Yeah, this reminds me of the sound that had me pick this record up once I did find out about it. The voice recording feels like it is deliberately "surrounding" the listener, I find this very effective even as I listen through a single portable speaker attached to a laptop.

Yeah, OK. I am already happy with the purchase, and can imagine this album really growing on me if I give it some more time (it heads to the car tomorrow). Magic Spell may be nonsense lyrically but there is a similar welcoming tone, soft backing with some fine strumming, thrumming playing to create a murmur of constant presence and that busy sound is great; it affects me in the same way that louder, rockier tracks do - grabbing me and pulling me into the groove - hearing the song after it has finished, but in this case without actually damaging eardrums in the process!

The title track is less appealing, stripped back from the lush warmth of earlier songs, this has a cold starkness to it and the echo-like harmony on some of the vocal is a mile away from the intimate engagement of earlier. There is less pace, too - not that any of the tunes have had much. Far from being bad, it is just a change that I think makes it weaker that what came before. Thankfully All In Cahoots brings back a warmer and more engaging vocal, a warmer (again! Word of the day - wishful thinking about the weather?) rub from the arrangement. Yes, I think it could perhaps be argued that there is a lot of similarity in the pieces making up this album so far and those similarities could be thrown at it as a criticism, but - and I don't know if this is evidence of my mood just now - I find that consistency, that coherence is actually a boon. It feels more like an album and less like a collection of songs that happened to be released together and there is something pleasingly old fashioned about that these days.

Nits has just ended, Vitamins commences. This is stripped back again but not colder in the way Bashed Out was. No, this starts light, more distant than most of the other tracks, but the same reassurance comes through from the main melody, and when the arrangement kicks up a notch or two in places there is definitely a pulse like a little squeeze of joy and colour being injected into a monochrome image. The best points of the track though, I think, are contained within Kate Sables' vocal, slight tremors, delivery suited marvellously to the arrangement. The moments in this track which are just musical are lacking compared to those where the song is in flight.

We Are In starts rather lacklustre, the voice not quite functioning as well in the context of what it has to work with here - just a very floaty, ambient backing. It picks up a bit when the arrangement improves but the song is as close to a non-event as the album has been. Thankfully it is a one off as the final track is more driven again, a compellingly simple guitar, and the same channelled, cultivated aural glow - sound behaving like a gas, coming out of the speaker and expanding to fill the vessel of my living room, cloaking it in a pleasant atmosphere.

This has been a wonderful find, an early shout for album of the year for 2015 - though I will couch that in caution as a) I have hardly listened to some of the 2015 purchases I have made yet (and many will not show up here this year, for sure) and b) there is still more than half the year to go. I do, however, think it might be quite hard to beat the feeling of contentment that came with this disc though. Bashed Out is anything but; very classy.