Speedy J: Public Energy No. 1
Plus 8, 1997
“Tuning in.” Odd spacey sounds float in to annoy and intrigue. “Patterns.” The electronic crickets gradually merge with sinister sounds. Cut to chopped-up beats. Loud thrummings and distortion. Modems dying. Gradually melodic bells swirl in and crescendo. Intricacy. “Melanor.” Quiet. Soft. Eerie. Off-kilter. “In-formation.” Chunky beats. Start in the middle of a measure and see if you can get your mind to re-interpret them. Perfectly-sculpted treble increases the emotion, which is unidentifiable. “Pure Energy.” (What’s On Your Mind?) Sound is thrust at you. Digest the noise and static. Percussion is flung at you, remaining tight despite its rawness.... “Canola.” Beauty. Lightness. Restraint. Beams of light through a dilapidated barn roof. “As the Bubble Expands.” Chimes. Rattles. Drumsticks on metal barrels. Hub caps spinning off cars. Vibrating metal grills bridging Martian craters. Plus 8.
