Showing posts with label Sproton Layer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sproton Layer. Show all posts

Sunday, July 28, 2013

Sproton Layer

We went to see Sproton Layer last night and it was actually pretty remarkable.

Sproton Layer was a short-lived, late-1960s band comprised of the three Miller Brothers, Roger, Benjamin and Larry. In it, Roger Miller (later the guitarist for Mission of Burma)sang and played bass, Benjamin (whom I caught doing some kind of prepared guitar thing last year on a bill with Man Forever) played guitar, Larry played drums and there was a trumpet player, too, then Harold Kirchen (who, weirdly enough, has his own semi-famous brother in Bill Kirchen). They played in and around Ann Arbor, Michigan where they all lived for about a year. During that year, they released one single and an album and, you know, went on with their lives as 18- and 17- and 16-year-olds tend to do. (Larry and Benjamin were in a band called Destroy All Monsters later.)

So that's the back story, and it's important because when you see this band, your first thought is "No fucking way they wrote all this in 1969." It's incredibly aggressive and block-simple in some parts...the band comes on stage in phases, with Larry banging out four-four on the kick drum. His drumming is really powerful and, when it needs to be, elemental, but also complex sometimes. There were a few places where Sproton Layer reminded me of the clattery intricacies of the Ex, others where it sounded more like the lock-step pummelling of the A-Frames. And through it all there's a wild thread of psychedelia, a wide-eyed child-like take on the world that sounds a lot like Syd Barrett (no points for getting the reference; they were playing a ton of Syd before the show.) So psychedelic punk with a jackhammer beat...pre-punk, btw, and right on the heels of Barrett's masterful Piper at the Gates of Dawn, still, in my book, the only reason to listen to Pink Floyd. Fun stuff and way ahead of its time.

They were pretty damn tight, too, no idea how much they've been practicing, but enough...

I wasn't working, so no photos, but here's one from back in the old days.

Saturday, July 27, 2013

Running with Safety Scissors

Hard to imagine you could hurt yourself falling on this...it's chilled and liquid and translucent, with wavery washes of synthetic tone and slumping, slouching mechanical beats. The album is called In a Manner of Sleeping, and it's the latest from SF (originally MN) electronic artist Safety Scissors aka Matthew Curry. It's been out since mid-June on Bpitch Control (isn't that Ellen Alien's label?).

Anyway, the track they're pushing has vocals, so just because of that, it is relatively warm and accessible as these things go...but more than that I like how the beat shambles and percolates in a kind of living, organic way..."it's the journey, you will enjoy, when it's over, you'll begin."



So I interviewed Michael Silver from CFCF yesterday and I'll be writing a feature pretty soon for PopMatters, but just to hold you, a) this guy has no formal training in playing, composing, music theory, etc., it's all self-taught (and what he's taught himself is towards the esoteric end: stuff like Philip Glass and Stephen Reich) and b) he is really interested in what he called "derelict technology" that is, sound making techniques that were hyper-modern at one time but now resonate with a very specific, very limited period (like the synths on Peter Gabriel's So). Anyway, interesting stuff, lots to do to get it into feature format.

We're going to see Roger Miller's pre-Burma outfit Sproton Layer tonight at the Flywheel, but I don't think I'm writing about it, at least not anywhere but here.