Jacek Staniszewski "Zawstydzajacy Dar" Lumberton Trading Company
Jacek Staniszewski came across to my attention long time ago with Polycephal label releases as Facial Index and a bit earlier as a member of Neurobot collective.
His deconstructive, cut-ups and micro-landscapes of glitchy tissues were refreshing back then in the noughties and still somehow evoke this down-to-earth attitude of a interdisciplinary erudite with dry sense of humour.
He released this cd 3 years ago with Lumberton Trading Company.
With a cover of getting more and more critically acclaimed Aleksandra Waliszewska whose horror like scenes from the symbolism infused life of daily monstrosity are interesting introduction to the complexed perplexity of Jacek's musical collages.
The minimalistic sobbering electronics that is as much individualistic as it can be where you feel a tunnel of post-techno sensitivity as well as musique concrete puts you straight into position of attention.
There are razor sharp arguments to feel this way - it's a non verbal statement of an elusive power where a hidden echo of animalistic transgression from understanding humanism towards something more sophisticated and even cynical of sorts fist punch of sense to the face of shallow postmodern conceptualism. It has the energy of punk but not in terms of dynamics or agression. It brings you back to the basics of the sound, the crude matter that can be edited, reduced all over again and can put you in shame how far it can go.
His deconstructive, cut-ups and micro-landscapes of glitchy tissues were refreshing back then in the noughties and still somehow evoke this down-to-earth attitude of a interdisciplinary erudite with dry sense of humour.
He released this cd 3 years ago with Lumberton Trading Company.
With a cover of getting more and more critically acclaimed Aleksandra Waliszewska whose horror like scenes from the symbolism infused life of daily monstrosity are interesting introduction to the complexed perplexity of Jacek's musical collages.
The minimalistic sobbering electronics that is as much individualistic as it can be where you feel a tunnel of post-techno sensitivity as well as musique concrete puts you straight into position of attention.
There are razor sharp arguments to feel this way - it's a non verbal statement of an elusive power where a hidden echo of animalistic transgression from understanding humanism towards something more sophisticated and even cynical of sorts fist punch of sense to the face of shallow postmodern conceptualism. It has the energy of punk but not in terms of dynamics or agression. It brings you back to the basics of the sound, the crude matter that can be edited, reduced all over again and can put you in shame how far it can go.
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