More Vincent Gallo muzak from his film soundtracks up to Buffalo '66. Oh...and I apologize for the Speed-O photo. It was L&S's idea, not mine.
From Ian Penman at The Wire:
Note that strictly utile title. Here we find not vanity project Muzak for 'imaginary' films, projected by some vain musclehead Hollyweird jerk-off with more friends than talent, more contacts than kudos, more photo spread profile nous than musical knowledge. There is nothing imaginary about Vincent Gallo. Still, with Gallo it's hard to disentangle myth from mystification, hubris from humour. Is he the borderline homophobe/ultra-conservative who tells a gullible style magazine that his all-time heroes are Yes bassist Chris Squire and ex-No man Richard Nixon? Or is he the earnest psychogeographer of forgotten LA independents who worships Kenneth Anger? Gallo seems to tell gullible - and powerful - interviewers exactly what they don't want to hear, on any given occasion. Which, the way things are right now, is something of a relief. We need new dreamers. And this is an archive of dreams.
[...] If you go to his Website for a peek inside the man's super ego, you'll be warned off sending fan mail - he doesn't need you to tell him he's a genius; he doesn't need you to take precious time away from the daily task of being a genius, of being sui generis. But what you will find is a wish list of old analogue equipment: an obsessive attention to detailed knowledge of... getting it right. Materialising this... sound in his head. And this wish list, it's not just flash axes, Telecaster ghosts haunting some plectrum bore who listened to too much Zappa as a nerdy kid. Gallo is fixated on microphones, cables, synths, recording equipment. Magical tools. Things to capture the aether... just so.
There is also glamour, which some (envious of his batting average?) find off-putting. The opening track on When, "i wrote this song for the girl paris hilton", could be off-putting if you know this 'girl' is something like the US society equivalent of Tara Palmer Tompkinson. But the 'song' - a spacey instrumental - is a little patch of fascination, a sleepwalk pulse; and five of When's tracks are likewise instrumental. Texture is his thing; oblique dreams of lost analogue transcription. Making concrete the indefinable: mood, longing, how you remember how things sounded that time. The key to When is that you can listen to it purely for textures alone, before focusing on any of the diaristic lyrics, delivered in Gallo's uncanny fix on blue afternoon/dark LA croon (Tim Buckley, Chet Baker). Where most macho actors want to be boogie rawk bores, Gallo wants to be something like the male Björk. A comparison I'm sure he would execrate.
However: we shouldn't forget he's an actor - not to mention an accomplished (to say the least) liar or fabulist or mythomane, as anyone who's read his interviews will confirm. But the thing is... it all turns out to be true. He did do 'x'. He was 'y' 20 years before anyone else. He can, he will, he does.
[...] Recordings For... is both harder to access than When (more difficult, diffuse, dozens of moods rather than one, only one vocal track) but it will also be harder to dismiss. He's way ahead of the game - and, here's the thing, has been for years. These recordings represent nearly 20 years of lo-fi hi-ambition work: from his very first short film, If You Feel Froggy, Jump, in 1979, to Buffalo 66 in 1998. There are 29 tracks. An hour plus. This is an archive of real work.
29 tracks and barely a repetition. Capsule summary? Think the Eno of Another Green World, except less sleek, not so coy, sieved through the more recent klang and crust of Indie USA: Sonic Youth, Royal Trux B sides, latterday Fahey. He avoids the obvious: his sense of outsider 'adventure' closer to some lost 1970s Incus release than any Red Hot Chilli Popper. This is an archive of flickers and ghosts and weather probes, each track a different exploration of instrumental tone and texture. He can do Django gliss; he can do feedback ache. He can do Industrial hum. Little dark polaroids of gnomic memory music. Is that portrait completed with a zither? Is that distant beat vaguely Native American? Gallo is like Ry Cooder on a tattered baseball shoe budgetŠ but with Gallo playing all the parts, rather than importing some octogenarian Spanish guitarist, or blowing the budget on a sunnyday field recording. The often ragged, murky, basement taped quality makes for quietly gripping sonic relief - with no unnecessary flash, or undue flourishes, just prickly clips, gnarly cuttings, splices and immersions. (Sometimes the recording hiss is louder than the squeaks, squonks and guitar caresses.) Its aggrieved melancholy is set out with such palette and patience it transmutes into a kind of desperate affirmation. (Fail. Fail better. Love. Love more. Lose. Lose more.) "I Think The Sun Is Coming Out Now": his final word. Maybe, just maybe, he is everything he says he is: desperately sincere.
This is an archive of almost forgotten dreams, with Gallo as his own Harry Smith. This is an archive of surprises. And one of the surprises of the year.
Technical Information:
Artist: Vincent Gallo
Album: Recordings of Music for Film
Year: 1983-1998/2002
Audio Codec(s): FLAC
Encoding: Lossless
Rip: EAC split tracks
Avg. bitrate: 615 kb/s
Sample rate: 44100 Hz
Bits per sample: 16
Channels: 2
File size: 260 MB
Length: 0:59:19
Tracklisting:
From The Way It Is (1983):
01. Her Smell Theme (1:36)
02. The Girl of Her Dreams (2:06)
03. A Brown Lung Hollering (1:40)
04. The Way It Is Waltz (2:32)
05. Glad to Be Unhappy (1:45)
06. Brown Storm Poem (1:10)
07. Good Bye Sadness, Hello Death (1:13)
08. Brown Daisies (2:22)
09. And a Colored Sky Colored Grey (2:03)
10. Fishing for Some Friends (1:01)
11. Six Laughs Once Happy (1:38)
12. Sunny and Cloudy (1:24)
13. No More Papa Mama (1:54)
14. Fatty and Skinny (4:04)
15. Her Smell Theme (reprise) (2:22)
From Buffalo '66 (1998):
16. Lonely Boy (2:02)
17. A Falling Down Billy Brown (2:04)
18. Drowning in Brown (2:21)
19. A Somewhere Place (3:03)
20. A Wet Cleaner (2:59)
21. Sixteen Seconds Happy (1:18)
22. With Smiles & Smiles & Smiles (2:40)
23. A Cold and Grey Summer Day (4:30)
From Downtown '81 (1981):
24. Brown 69 (1:47)
25. Dum Beet (0:24)
26. Me and Her (2:23)
From If You Feel Froggy, Jump (1979):
27. Ass Fucker (1:24)
28. Ass Fucker (reprise) (1:53)
29. I Think the Sun Is Coming Out Now (1:42)
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