More from No Type — following from the bulk seen just recently. Another ep, there are also some vinyl ones on the way, participating in the No Type real/on-line series.
We Remain Faded is basically an instrumental — long soft tones, rapid rim hits dancing over the sound space, a strong bass and crunchy claps giving a rhythm with squiggles and scrapes over. Some bigger washes and breath like snatches together with interference stutters complete the main underbody, and then a slow melody slides through creating a lovely relaxed mood over the shifting ground — some breaks for a breather but nicely balanced.
The next track, Games, is the one that was on the sampler and is a 10 minute delight. Tones, occasional cat squall (that signals direction changes) and a strong drum rhythm have thrown highly chopped and looped rap over them some words are seperable, but it is mainly a chopping jump. There is a deep synth melody, and the male rap is replaced by a woman. Some echoed twangy synth lines and some boppy ones and an extended instrumental period ensues, the voices return before instrumental final section ended by some woodblockey tuned percussion. An exciting track.
Those two track totaled 18 minutes, making half the album. Thus the next four take the other half. In Larcenous big grooves support the ‘lyric’ line which begins sensibly then becomes chopped and turns into a melody line. The main melodies, though, are a pair of slow synths, one high the other lower, that create a stately semiclassical mood. There are contrasts in Air Bubble Material as ratchetting and a dense crackling rhythm are joined by slow tones which sound like string samples, insects leap about and a higher lyrical line runs through.
To Dine in Distance begins with some concrete — walking round, a camera motor — then shifts to some loungey jazz with trumpet and a romance/soap sampled conversation. After a minute or so they both go ‘choppy’, swirling and churning over a steady rhythm, then the trumpet goes solo, before an acoustic guitar and straight-trumpet take the final moments. The album ends with Life Struggles Constant where buzzy blurts shift from side to side then long organ tones join with clickety blip-hop, high flitters and chopped rap-voices, before it all gets loopy to the end.
This album works on rhythms and contrasts — voices in sense and fragments, hip-hop and classical sensibilities — to create a very entertaining mix.