First recognized as the dance duo behind the club hits "Stakker" (as Humanoid) and "Papua New Guinea," Future Sound of London later became one of the most acclaimed and respected international experimental ambient groups, incorporating elements of techno, classical, jazz, hip-hop, electro, industrial, and dub into expansive, sample-heavy tracks, often exquisitely produced and usually without easy precursor. Notoriously enigmatic and often disdainful of the press, the group's Garry Cobain and Brian Dougans worked their future-is-now aesthetic into a variety of different fields, including film and video, 2- and 3-D computer graphics and animation, the Internet, radio broadcast, and, of course, recorded music…
Après 2 ans sans album, Jean-Louis Murat revient avec Grand Lièvre. Enregistré en quelques jours dans le sud de la France, le disque sonne comme s'il avait été capté dans les conditions du live. Dix titres aux musiques et textes magnifiques, des thèmes chers à l'auteur : la nature, la dérision de la condition humaine, le doute, l'amour, la solitude. Mais ici magnifiés, nimbés de mélodies tournoyantes, à la fois familières et surprenantes, agrémentées de bruissements, bruitages et dialogues mystérieux, et, nouveauté muratienne, de choeurs hypnotiques et lumineux. Du Murat au sommet de son art, intime et immédiat, secret et universel. A savourer avec de grandes oreilles.
Reissue with the latest 24-bit remastering. Features original cover artwork. Comes with a descripton in Japanese. Mid-'80s big band recordings featuring the arrangements and compositions of David Matthews, mixing swing, bop, soul-jazz, and fusion influences. There's a blend between acoustic and electric, standards and originals, and tightly crafted ensemble-dominated arrangements and straight blowing material.
These performances are very authentic, which essentially means misconceived from the start, and often downright unmusical. Using teeny tiny forces (only seven violins), and inaptly named Arte dei Suonatori, they lack just that: the art of making a pleasing sound. The loudest thing here is the continuo, consisting of harpsichord, organ, theorbo, and archlute. Its prominence and enthusiastic improvisational flourishes on what ought to be very subsidiary harmonic support destroy Handel’s balance of tone and wreck the interplay between concertino and tutti. Frankly, the whole approach is so stupid and unstylish that it’s very hard to believe that anyone could associate this kind of playing with “historically informed performance”. It’s like wearing all of your internal organs on the outside of your body, and just about as pleasant.