On The Silent Howl.
Tracklist:
1. Depths of the Nile
2. Sinai Desert
3. Empty City of the Full Moon
4. Old Marocco
5. The Forgotten Purpose
6. Wayward Exotism
7. Preveli Beach
8. Dubai Airways
9. City Full of Moon (Chad Mossholder of Twine remix)
10. Desert of the Nile (Daniel Ruane remix)
Untraditional Noise
tobias c. van Veen [lowercase please]
With Tradition Noise, Martijn Comes delves into the richness & riddim, texture &
ambiance of a musical history that is at once as kaleidoscopic as it is coherent. Without
hesitation, Comes sifts through the resonance of signifying sounds that shape his
relationship to archival tradition, mining the musical palimpsests that have, in his own
words, allowed him to “make sense” of his “cultural habitat.” But Comes’ habitat is
anything but a soundscape of habit; rather, his compositions embrace the cultural
fragmentation of his existence, reflecting influences as diverse as traditional rhythms from
Greece and the Middle East to his formal training in electroacoustic composition and
avantgarde electronics. On the one channel, Comes mines the techniques of
Plunderphonics developed by John Oswald, putting sampladelia to use in reconstructing
what has been into something strange yet again; on the other channel, Comes plunders
with the intent of sparking new universes of sound, composing apace with the imaginary
Fourth Worlds of Jon Hassell. Drawing from field recordings and found sound, Comes
manages to effortlessly shift style and structure without shattering his cosmos of
continuity. “Noise,” writes Comes, “is created as a neutraliser of ideas,” by “breaking the
old, creating something new.” But far from the outbursts of minddestroying noisescapes
that form the static cliché of the genre, Comes embraces the “noise” of expressive
chance, as he shapes his musical fragments into speculative worlds that are as mercurial
as they are steadfast. Tradition Noise does not so much neutralise ideas as counterpoise
them, setting them up against each other in succession before blurring them in
speculative supercession. Comes, never content with what has been given, mines his
new musical alloys from the melting pot of former habits. As listeners, our minds become
free to imagine, once again, habitats unbound.