Before I can tell you what this album sounds like and whether it's worth
buying, I realize I might have to justify its relevance. The Boston-based
Reckank label has not yet made much of a name for itself, save in certain
small circles, and their releases continue to languish in relative obscurity.
While label founder Hrvatski's blistering raga robot-rap remix of Kid606's
"My Kitten" has earned him nearly legendary accolade in some niches of the
American IDM scene, he has still probably garnered more attention for his
reviews at Forcedexposure.com than for his music. Since this nonsense isn't
likely to mean much to the average reader, let me appeal to you with a few
vital statistics:
And don't forget the tracks by Jim O'Rourke and Thurston Moore-- the
Thurston Moore. How's that for indie cred?
Now that you're roped in and eager to read on, let's cut to the chase: if
you're not independently wealthy, and don't like ASCII drawings of birds,
you have no reason to buy this album, capiche?
Since RKK 13 is ostensibly a remix project (of tracks from Hrvatski's
1997 Attention:Cats LP), I expected some overlap between the songs.
But with such an extensive roster of artists, I had also hoped for some
variety; and on that tip, this disc comes up woefully short. I can't resist
measuring this compilation against other projects of the same ilk-- Pluramon's
Bit Sand Raiders, Kid606's We Are All Winners, Nav Katze's
Never Mind the Distortion series, and Kinesthesia's Empathy
Box EP. These are examples of remix ventures that worked; though the
songs sampled the same sources, their thematically inventive approaches
yielded wildly divergent results. The classic Empathy Box 12"
demonstrates more personality and versatility in its four easy pieces (by
Cylob, µ-ziq, Autechre and Aphex Twin) than RKK 13 can manage in an
hour and a quarter.
I'm reminded when listening to compilations like these that the creative
canvas of IDM, if that's what we have to call it, has shrunk, and that the
palette of IDM noises has become limited and familiar to the point of cliche.
The label, once loosely used, has come to connote certain signature sounds
and production techniques, which aspiring artists try to incorporate,
replicate and imitate-- often at the expense of the listener. After so many
years of the same schtick, I've tired of hearing nothing but clicks, hisses
and sped-up "Amen" breaks.
With a few gleaming exceptions, everyone is trying
too hard to sound like everyone else, and in doing so, they've forgotten the
origins of this genre's horribly pretentious name-- not just intelligence,
nor inaccessibility, but innovation. What vaulted albums like Pole's 1,
Aphex's Selected Ambient Works II and Mouse on Mars' Autoditacker
into the canon of electronic excellence was not their technical virtuosity,
but their ambition and progressivism.
From a technical vantage point, RKK 13 passes muster. The production
is crisp, and these kids make it clear that they know their craft. But
seldom do the songs amount to anything more than craft (like, perhaps, art).
Most of the numbers on this album are academically impressive, but visionless,
identical and emotionally dry. The minimal electro-static oscillations of
Fennesz's "IVEND OO" sound virtually indistinguishable from the Antenna Farm
and Pita contributions. The violent din of V/VM's "2m24" mimics some of the
other noise songs (specifically, Wheel's "Steaktippin' Granulation" and
Airlock's "5151403") almost bit-for-bit. A handful of songs stand out from
the pack, but usually only by virtue of their novelty.
Moore's "Cock Ramones ESP Radio Mix" bleeds "I Wanna Be Sedated" through a
few filters, throws in a weird glitch or two, and repackages it as a new
song. Cex's "Well, I'm Sure It Made Sense to Caligula" resonates with his
familiar melodic influence, but in two minutes does not reach the same
depths as his other material.
Only two songs on this record make me reach for the repeat button. O'Rourke's
tropically tinted "Chvistmas Mix" marks an upbeat departure from the drab tone
of the other pieces; even buried beneath several layers of distortion and a
swarm of spaced out effects, the track retains a vibrant, intangible levity.
Reminds me of the Boredoms. Kid606 kicks off his ditty with some of the same
samples O'Rourke uses, then introduces a dizzying carnival of time-spaced
vocals, staccato snares and third-generation guitar noise. This is vintage
606, circa Down with the Scene or GQ on the EQ. And at two
minutes, it's too short to piss you off like his other noisy noodlings.
I didn't look forward to panning this album, but truth be told, it's damn
boring. Hrvatski's talent for hybridizing styles and pushing the envelope
in his own music has, regrettably, not worn off on the musicians he enlisted
for RKK 13. Reckank is a young label with a great deal of promise,
and they deserve ups for simply pulling off a project of this magnitude.
But if you want to support them, consider picking up Hrvatski's brilliant
Oiseaux 96-98 instead.
-Malcolm Seymour III