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Motion Picture Massacre feature (Orlando Weekly)

January 9, 2003 · Leave a Comment

In a city not best-known for musical subtlety, there are but a few bands willing to stake a claim on music that relies more on unspoken intuition than on sheer visceral energy. And though these bands might find themselves playing to smaller audiences than their pop-punk brethren, it’s fairly easy to tell which band is getting more musical pleasure from what it’s doing. Such is the case with Motion Picture Massacre. Though the group was formed less than a year ago, the ability of the quartet to compose, improvise and explore the more ambient side of rock instrumentation has meant that they are an anomaly among local bands. But it also means that when these four guys are playing, the end result will — at the very least — be interesting.

With all but one member (guitarist Sean Fitzgerald) able to claim history in the local rock scene, Motion Picture Massacre has been through and out the process of reaping limited creative satisfaction from playing genre-locked music. Though they remember their former band experiences fondly, they all are certainly pleased by the musical freedom they now have.

“I was just kind of playing stuff in my room, and they (guitarist Michael Blaise and bassist Henry Mays) were in another band but had expressed an interest in doing something a little more spacey than what they were doing at the time,” says Fitzgerald of MPM’s formation. “Joe (drummer Joe Cannon) was also in another band, and he wanted to do something a little more experimental, so we got together. I think the main goal was for everyone to be able to write their own stuff and to have creative freedom with what they were doing.”

“It’s so much easier to be behind what you’re doing when you’re more involved in creating it,” says Mays. “You’re more apt to push it further than if you didn’t have anything invested in it.”

Given the group’s creative process, each member is indeed quite invested. It’s a delicate blend of improvisation and well-structured composition that leads to the group’s meditative space rock, and as a result, all four members of the group contribute considerably to its creation. (“We all have equal input,” says Cannon, “as long as we can all show up for practice.”) Simultaneously dense and ethereal, it’s a sound influenced by the organic (read: American) and electronic (read: European) post-rock movements; two distinct sounds that are both marked by a disdain for common time signatures and rock cliché. Not to mention vocals. Since MPM doesn’t have to rely (or be restricted by) lyrics and lead melodies to guide each song, the compositional burden is simultaneously shifted back to the players, allowing each member to explore various creative avenues within the song.

Oh, wait. This is starting to sound like a bunch of theory-laden noodle-rock performed by music-school nerds who forgot about rock & roll a long time ago. Nothing could be further from the truth. Although the music of Motion Picture Massacre is more demanding than your standard, 4/4, 3-minute rock song, it’s music that’s decidedly devoid of pretense. (After all, we are talking about four guys who make their living by working in downtown bars.) The group’s sound springs from the members’ ability to easily interact with one another, and this means that there isn’t a whole lot of analysis going on at practice. So despite the exploratory nature of the music, it’s an entirely organic process that brings it forth.

“It all starts out free-form at practice,” says Mays, “and then we go with whatever’s working best at the time and structure things around that. It’s not like a jam band where we just go off. The music actually has constructed parts and phrases.”

“Whenever we get together, the first few minutes of practice we just start noodling on something and it turns into a new song every time. Something branches out of something else,” says Blaise. “Whether or not we finish them is a different story.”

“We have half of eight songs right now,” laughs Cannon, “but we haven’t been able to finish any of them.”

But they have, in truth, been able to finish enough songs to ensure that a Motion Picture Massacre show is an interesting one. Though the music’s hushed overtones and lack of lyrical focal points may seem to indicate a giant snooze fest, MPM utilizes various cinematic elements to deliver a visual accompaniment that is no less evocative than the music itself. Although the band is hesitant to do an all-improvised set (“When you’re on stage and you screw up, you’ve kind of screwed up the song for everyone else,” says Mays), the focus of the group is to deliver an unforgettable live performance.

“I’m really into a lot of the new IDM (intelligent dance music) stuff and electronic stuff,” says Fitzgerald, “and I’d like to see us do more of a blending of that sort of thing and live instrumentation. But you go to see a band like Plaid and it’s just two guys up there with laptops. It’s not that much fun to watch. They could be up there playing solitaire for all I know. When we started, we had a really good package as far as having stuff going on onstage and in other parts of the bar where we were playing; movie screens, projections. Lately though, we just haven’t been putting it together like we should be.”

“We’d like to do more of that, but we don’t really have the money for it,” continues Mays. “But it would be great to be one of those bands where people say, ÔMan the CD is good, but you really need to see ‘em live.’”

First appeared January 9, 2003 in Orlando Weekly.

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Useless I.D.: No Vacation from the World CD review (Orlando Weekly)

January 9, 2003 · Leave a Comment

Fourteen songs in just under 35 minutes. That’s just about perfect. Punk bands these days, especially punk bands of the Warped Tour ilk like Useless I.D., really don’t seem to have a whole lot to say beyond “I can’t get a girlfriend” or “My girlfriend is really cool.” So for any such band to try and needlessly drag out the length of their album is just ridiculous. But given the fact that Useless I.D. hails from Haifa, Israel — one of the most politically explosive regions in the world — you would think they had something to say beyond the ordinary. But it seems they are on “vacation from the world,” since this album is so mired in So-Cal pop-punk clichés (it was even recorded in Santa Barbara) that you’d be forgiven for thinking the band was from Boise or Denver or even Orlando. Tracks like “Stuck Without a Ride,” “Crush” and “The Worst Holiday I’ve Ever Had” roil along blissfully in that generic, American pop-punk way, leaving you pogo-happy and smiling. Sure, kids in Haifa have every right to emulate their Epitaph heroes (and these guys do it quite well), but if anyone would be expected to have a political voice in these troubled times, you’d hope it would be a clutch of punks from Israel. Too bad they don’t.

First appeared in the Jan. 9, 2003 issue of Orlando Weekly.

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David S. Ware Quartet: Freedom Suite CD review (Orlando Weekly)

January 9, 2003 · Leave a Comment

The continued implication that free jazz is a fraud perpetrated by history-deficient no-talents gets another smackdown thanks to David Ware. Well known for his blistering improvisations, Ware daringly decides to take on Sonny Rollins’ legendary “Freedom Suite” as a basis for his quartet to shine. Ware is ably assisted by Matthew Shipp and William Parker — two players with a history of paint-peeling freedom — on piano and bass, as well as rock-solid drummer Guillermo E. Brown, whose own solo work veers more toward the funk spot. Were this group to be, in fact, history-deficient no-talents, it’s doubtless that this CD would have wound up being a skronky mess. And though Ware does take frequent flights of fancy (the first within two bars of the opening), his solos — and those of the rest of the quartet — are all quite restrained and do much justice to the original work. Though the group obviously recognizes “Freedom Suite” for the political statement Rollins intended it to be, the work is less a clarion call than it is a celebration.

First appeared in the Jan. 9, 2003 issue of Orlando Weekly.

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An Afro-Portuguese Odyssey CD review (Orlando Weekly)

January 9, 2003 · Leave a Comment

Attempting to bring together the musical heritage of four quite geographically separate African countries may seem a foolish endeavor. Cape Verde (an island off the northeast coast of Africa), Guinea-Bissau (on the northeast coast), Angola (southeast Africa) and Mozambique (southwest Africa) are removed from one another by a total of nearly 4,000 miles, but they have the shared historical oppression of Portugal to thank for their unifying contemporary art. As a result, the 13 tracks on this collection are less reflective of the indigenous music of specific locales than it is of the music that has arisen as a result of hundreds of years of cultural domination by the Portuguese. Sounding as Brazilian as they do African, most of the songs share a rhythmic melancholy easily ascribed to both harsh living conditions and a certain Latin melodrama. Yes, the tropical winds that buffet Cape Verde and Guinea-Bissau lend a certain airy tone to songs by the Mendes Brothers and Zé Manel, and, yes, some of the songs eschew political longing for romantic pining. But where Brazilian music can breezily shift from self-aware sadness to out-of-control joy, much of the music here is decidedly downcast in feel.

First appeared in the Jan. 9, 2003 issue of Orlando Weekly.

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John Beltran: Sun Gypsy CD review (Orlando Weekly)

January 9, 2003 · Leave a Comment

John Beltran is a bit of a legend among house and techno aficionados, and his career over the past decade or so has been defined by unassailable dance music touched with a sort of hippified pan-globalism. Recently though, Beltran’s output has seen him modifying his work to focus more on creating densely crafted tunes that are as vibrant through headphones as they are at a club. His “Aztec Girl” track (on 2000’s “Earth 4″ mix CD by LTJ Bukem) was a 10-minute monster built on a foundation of Brazilian-flavored percussion. It’s that attitude that informs the relentlessly tropical tone of “Sun Gypsy,” Beltran’s first album in nearly four years, recorded after his relocation to Florida from Detroit. Though it maintains Beltran’s impeccable club credentials with its solid beats (“Dashiki” is trance at its loopy best), the overriding theme is the “live” power of Latin music. From the batacuda-inspired punch of “Kiana” and the gotta-be-Gilberto tone of “Fragile” to the Santana-esque riffage of “La Nueva,” Beltran has certainly succeeded in melding that hip-shaking vibe to his dance-music background.

First appeared in the Jan. 9, 2003 issue of Orlando Weekly.

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