Percussionist
Kevin Dunn is Kobe, also the man behind Middle Pillar and former drummer
for weird Goth act, Loretta’s Doll during the nineties, delivers
his first solo release with the itinerary of the tattoo bundled in industrial
residue. Similar of intensity of percussion to Sephiroth’s "Cathedron",
Kobe delivers more martial anxiety than dense slaughter whose mien will
sate the thirst of industrialists aplenty.
Dunn has strong predilection for Nippon and as a percussionist it is no
surprise he is enamoured with Taiko drumming and in great part that traditionalised
tribalism inflects all tracks to some degree. The listener’s orientation
is immediately propelled in ululating motion as staccato beats bristled
in electronic impurities forge ahead in ‘Avatar’.
The percussion is strident at times, each strike resonates not the lambent
glow of timpani but the martial ambience of tightly tuned tom and snare.
‘Seppuku’ fluctuates between law and chaos with rhythmic
crescendos soaring out of guttering feedbacks of noise; meter and the
absence of meter clash a war worthy of a Moorcock multiverse. Showing
diversity other than noise and percussion, tracks like ‘Lotus’
and ‘A Drought of Fear’ share proximity with their
taut electronics rhythms the purlieu of a nighclub – or noiseclub.
Ambient soundscapes underline a majority of the tracks, often with subtle
incorporation of slumbering melody; dirigible tribalism where Dunn’s
decades of military and percussive training show off dynamism as he manoeuvres
scenes immemorial lineated with the agitation of the digital. While there
is fare share of thunderous effigies that stalk grim landscapes, alien
time signatures and the elaborate rhythmic syncopation in ‘Year
of the Horse’ lurch to the skittering of clockworks to further
define the plethora of stylistic treatments of each successive track.
The tenth track is a collaboration with 4th Sign of the Apocalypse, a
groaning stratum of delusory substance tempered with chandeliers of percussive
noise.
"Economy of Movement" is released in a clear jewelcase, with
black and white photography of churning water creating a chiaroscuro of
froth and depth, save the peaceful full colour pond with lily pad inside
the booklet.
NYR
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