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Andrew R. Hill has some personal thoughts prompted by the sad news of the death of Talk Talk's Mark Hollis, over on our blog. Link in bio. #markhollis #talktalk Particular, peculiar and captivating. Read our review of the wonderful Blu-ray box set Jarman Volume 1: 1972-1986, out now courtesy of the ever-brilliant @britishfilminstitute .....
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#derekjarman #filmreviews #blurayreviews #bluraybo Particular, peculiar and captivating. Read our review of the wonderful Blu-ray box set Jarman Volume 1: 1972-1986, out now courtesy of the ever-brilliant @britishfilminstitute .....
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#derekjarman #filmreviews #blurayreviews #bluraybo Particular, peculiar and captivating. Read our review of the wonderful Blu-ray box set Jarman Volume 1: 1972-1986, out now courtesy of the ever-brilliant @britishfilminstitute .....
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#derekjarman #filmreviews #blurayreviews #bluraybo Particular, peculiar and captivating. Read our review of the wonderful Blu-ray box set Jarman Volume 1: 1972-1986, out now courtesy of the ever-brilliant @britishfilminstitute .....
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Review: 'Instrument' - To Rococo Rot

August 03, 2014 in Andrew R. Hill, review, music

To Rococo Rot have been creating their subtle strand of post-rock inflected techno for nearly twenty years, but Instrument (their eighth album) is a landmark as their first to feature vocals. Three gently disorientating songs on Instrument feature none other than Arto Lindsay and it seems a perfectly natural fit for both artists – opening song Many Descriptions is a somewhat conventional starting point in an otherwise strange record, that undulates like a river, or a road. 

There is a steady, subtle (there’s that word again) motorik pulse that runs through much of the record, particularly its first half; this is not to say that there is a trotting out of any of the clichéd NEU! And Kraftwerk references that have become so deathly dull over the last few years – To Rococo Rot are far too interested in delicate details to be so crass. Furthermore, one shouldn’t mistake the use of words like ‘subtle’, ‘gentle’ or ‘delicate’ for ‘bloodless’ – there are many surprising moments throughout – the geometrically staccato piano of Spreading the Strings Out, the dancefloor arpeggi of Pro Model, the scraps of noise (though not ‘Noise’) that make up the abstracted minute and a half of Sunrise, among many others.

Longest Escalator in the World closes Instrument, a collage of (one would presume Lindsay’s but perhaps not) abstracted, clanging guitar accompanied by washes of synth for well over three minutes before Lindsay’s vocal appears again; it’s particularly mysterious, a wandering reverie, a midnight drift… It’s tempting to wonder what a full-on collaboration between To Rococo Rot and Lindsay would have sounded like, but to do so sells short the seven tracks that the vocal songs dress rather than vice versa. Instrument paints its way into your imagination with deft brushstrokes and quietly gets under your skin.

‘Instrument’ is out now on City Slang.

Andrew R. Hill

Tags: To Rococo Rot, Arto Lindsay, City Slang, NEU!, Kraftwerk, music, review, The Pastels, Andrew R. Hill, album
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Edinburgh-based but outward-looking, Blasted is an arts journal focussing on music and cinema, with a strong emphasis on the independent, the DIY, the local, the forgotten and the off-kilter