Coldless is the second full length CD release from Chicago improvising
sextet Tiny Hairs: eleven ambient-improvisational tracks of warm
brilliance recorded in Chicago during 2002/2003. Each track was
improvised live in the studio, with the band taking a reductive
approach to editing, only altering the tracks to remove extraneous
material from the overall compositional path. Each track virtually
appears as it was played, with the exception of a few overdubs.
The
music on Coldless patiently navigates spontaneous lullabies, free
noise nastiness, somnolent near-grooves, and topographical points
in-between. The music is as complex and difficult to categorize
as it is quiet, sleepy, harsh, concentrated, minimal, ambient, free,
spacious, and folk influenced.ÝTiny Hairs are as unafraid of melodic
beauty as they are of kicking up a storm of noise.
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Reviews
of Tiny Hairs Coldless
01/16/2004
indieworkshop.com:
Tiny Hairs Coldless
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01/16/2004
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Tiny
Hairs Coldless (False Walls)
Tiny
Hairs intrigue me. This Chicago based sextet is more of an experiment
in sound than it is a musical group. It’s not to say that
all you are going to get is random noises on their second proper
album, but this is a record for the adventurous music listener.
Your first clue this isn’t your average run of the mill recording
has nothing to do with the album itself. You should know right away
when you hear the words “Chicago” and “improvised”
that you are in for what could be a challenging listen.
Eleven
tracks of hushed, haunted, minimalist sounds are what await the
brave. But while some will undoubtedly pass this off as “noise”
or even wankery, a close listen reveals so much more. The easy metaphor
is “a soundtrack to a silent movie that hasn’t been
filmed yet”…if you search for other reviews I’m
sure you’ll find more than a few that say that…but it
has a much darker quality than film can capture. I can’t help
but think that everything had to be recorded by less than candlelight.
The darkness is not a creepy one, but just an overwhelming haunted
feeling. It’s a very uneasy feeling like you are not listening
to the album alone.
The
songs ebb and flow like waves washing up against the sand. The music
moves more like water than it does sounds. It’s an album that
doesn’t wash over you with powerful white noise, or surround
you with huge melodies, but it does suck you in just the same. Instead
of being enveloped in sound, you are grasped by the anticipation
of what direction the music will take next.
I
seem to be on a good run of “not for everyone” type
of albums, but maybe down the road I won’t have to feel like
that. Maybe one day the understated art of improvised music will
be for everyone. But for now, it seems to be reserved to those you
like a little challenge with their music listening. And to those
who do enjoy a contemplative listen… I say, listen on.
-
Jake
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