It’s a perfectly apt title as this document does feel a bit like an assembly of odds and ends. Not really an EP, not really an album (it clocks in at 29 minutes). It was hard not to take the record at face value, which was fine because it didn’t ask anything more than that.Ĭollections 01 was pitched as, well, a collection. Gone like a dream wallowing in technicolor. Each track seemed to be intricately linked as one gorgeously sparkling melody was exchanged for another, compressed kick drum punctuating the aged, organic samples for a couple minutes then receding until the whole thing was over. As if Teebs got more excited about showing us an assortment of beautiful deteriorating sounds he’d stumbled upon by chance than about doing anything terribly sophisticated with them. There was an earnest attention-deficit to Ardour‘s eighteen tracks. Teebs felt perfectly obvious working inside the Los Angeles hip-hop continuum, but Ardour had its own skin that Mandowa seemed more than comfortable wearing. Teebs’ 2010 Brainfeeder debut Ardour felt like a collection of percussive, glimmering field recordings left to wear on vinyl then stapled to the off-kilter, skull-rattle kick dirge of Alphapup, Anticon, Brainfeeder (etc) LA weirdness. Doing so would most likely cause them to lose their magic. It’s more worthwhile to soak the images or sounds in and let them do their thing than it is to pick them apart. The vivid abstractions in Mandow’s visual work coagulate into a vaguely psychedelic tangibility with more emphasis on hue and tone than on form or anything remarkably definitive. Much has been said regarding the link between Mandows’ dripping watercolor paintings seen most readily on Teebs’ album covers and the music wrapped inside. It’s hard not to get wrapped up in Mtendere Mandowa’s collage of pastel samples.
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