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The long awaited release by Screaming Headless Torsos is a powerful mélange of the incredibly funky and original jazz-rock that made their name as Musicians’ Musicians – fantastically played, but totally burning. Not afraid to rock out, Torsos combine their soul, rock and jazz in exceptionally brilliant and unique ways. Screaming Headless Torsos is the brainchild of mad-scientist guitarist David Fuze Fiuczynski, and began in 1984 as a punk-funk-reggae-opera band. In 1990 they added vocalist extraordinaire Dean Bowman and began their original take on avant-funk rock. The Torsos exceptionally high energy and virtuosic musicianship inspired fans, other musicians, and numbers of cover bands all over the world, becoming a cult phenomena with their first CD 1995 (released originally on Warner-Discovery Records). Their 1996 Live!! CD further proved their incredible ability and creativity and has been chosen repeatedly for Best of All Time lists from prominent publications worldwide. The band’s newest effort, 2005 is their ten year celebration of the unique musical chemistry of their iconoclastic and sometimes wacky artistry. The musicians of the Torsos are all incredible players in their own right, who have collectively played with many of the biggest names in the pop and jazz worlds. Bassist Fima Ephron is the big bottom of the group, with a fluid and fat sound that grounds the highly percussive music. Percussionist Daniel Sadownick, the secret weapon of the band, using everything from squeezy toys to burning congas, powers the whole band with his passionate playing. Star drummer Gene Lake is simply one of the best drummers playing today, with extreme chops and supremely funky pocket. With special guest vocals by soul-rock vocalist Freedom Bremner.
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The 1995 recording of Trance was a wolf in sheep's clothing; the title might suggest zoning out and floating away in a sea of cascading post-minimalist repetitions and spacy ambience, but the music was actually much harder-edged. Aside from a few comparatively understated interludes and the ominous and spacy Trance Drone with its vocal chant samples, Trance featured crescendos suitable for blotting out the jackhammers at a construction project across the street from your house. One would expect no less from Bang on a Can composer Michael Gordon and the British ensemble Icebreaker, for which Gordon began composing this 52-minute monster in 1994. And if anything, the Trance remix completed in February 2002 adds even more muscle to the original's bones. Drier, crisper, and just plain louder, and with new guitar and keyboard overdubs squeezed into the intricate arrangements of (take a deep breath) flute, piccolo, pan pipes, alto and soprano saxophones, keyboards, accordion, violin, cello, guitars, bass, percussion, and four trumpets and four trombones, the remix pushes Gordon and Icebreaker away from the occasionally orchestral feel of the original toward an avant rock aesthetic, once again positioning the Bang on a Can folks and their British compatriots on the razor's edge between the classical and rock worlds. Individualized remixing decisions are notable as well: the trombone glissandos at the end of Trance 2 are much more prominent and pan through the center of your brain if you're listening on headphones (recommended), and a repeating vocal sample during the initial tension-building minutes of Trance 5 -- stationary in the original mix -- crops up seemingly randomly anywhere in the sound field, like a playful ghost appearing and disappearing where you least expect it (this nearly 14-minute piece is also wisely split into two separate tracks). Overall, Trance is rooted in the minimalist conventions of Glass, Reich, and (as expected) Andriessen, although like the latter composer Gordon seems attuned to minimalism's greatest danger, predictability (which in turn can lead to boredom and perhaps sleep instead of trance), and so takes Trance in a post-minimalist direction. The additive layers in Trance 1 -- short riffs, phrases, ostinatos, and noisy squiggles played on a sizable bunch of the instruments listed above -- pile up not so much in or out of phase as in their own worlds, punching in and out of the mix over a polyrhythmic base that is often perceived in the mind's ear more than actually heard. Imagine Einstein on the Beach, but also think of George Russell's 1980 liner notes to his Vertical Form VI album, in which he describes layers or strata of divergent modes of rhythmic behavior akin to what you'd hear standing in the middle of New York City on a typically busy day or night, focusing on all the patterns of sound around you.... Intricate polyrhythms and polyphony continue as the album progresses, hocketing phrases are tossed back and forth between players in the right and left channels, and phased instrumental groupings echo one another with superhuman precision. There's even a pounding crescendo in Trance 4 that, although far less pastoral, might bring to mind the closing moments of an early-'70s Mike Oldfield epic. As a single Michael Gordon work that draws heavily on minimalist prototypes as well as Bang on a Can-styled post-minimalism, Trance doesn't represent Icebreaker's range as effectively as CDs issued under that ensemble's own name. But if post-minimalism is your cup of tea (or in this case, strong coffee), you couldn't do better than Trance if you're looking for something ambient to drown out those damn jackhammers -- or at least make them part of the music. ~ Dave Lynch, Rovi
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