SIXTY METONYMIES

Rating: B+

They've already made wave upon wave in Kayo Dot (and are sure to make more with the new release scheduled for March '08), but Toby Driver and Mia Matsumiya have also shown that they can do the same in a different setting, in this case the far more minimalist Tartar Lamb. Their debut CD, Sixty Metonymies, is vastly removed from the world of Kayo Dot. There's no metal, no jazz, no post-rock - in fact, there's no rock at all. Instead, the listener is treated to avant-garde (though not entirely inaccessible) classical music.

Whereas Kayo Dot's music is characterized by its climaxes and the buildups to them, there isn't anything comparable in the music of Tartar Lamb. The energy level stays relatively constant for the duration of Sixty Metonymies, and its always low. There isn't the slightest hint at a climax. Why then, is Sixty Metonymies so successful? Because it, quite simply, doesn't need any climaxes to make its point. The lack of climaxes does not imply a lack of tension, and it's indeed the tension that's omnipresent on Sixty Metonymies that makes it such a masterpiece. The tension of each moment draws you to the next, hoping for a resolution, but the resolution isn't delivered until the end of the CD. Sure, each track has it's own mini-resolutions, but there always remains enough tension to keep the listener hanging on.

Not only that, Sixty Metonymies is undeniably beautiful. It may be inaccessible due to the lack of any hooks whatsoever, but it also doesn't have any glaringly avant-garde moments that would scare off the listener. While it may seem boring at first, as repeated listens reveal the substance behind the beauty, it starts to make sense and proves to be a masterpiece. It may not be as exciting as Kayo Dot's music, but it's just as good. Those who don't like Kayo Dot would probably do well to stay away, but if you like what Kayo Dot does so well, Tartar Lamb is the next place to go (along with Toby Driver's excellent solo CD).

Tartar Lamb is close relative of the ever popular modern avant-garde project Kayo Dot. Kayo Dot, at its core, is a twisted sea of aggressive metallic minimalism, clashing with serene classical music and meditative themes. Here, in Tartar Lamb, Kayo Dot has been stripped entirely of the the metallic edge, and implanted with more obtuse classical avant-garde music. Drums, bass, electronics: all banned. One obvious effect of the changes is the unsoiled organic texture. A second is the musical intimacy between the core personnel: Toby Driver, whose presence and contribution is most prolific, but not dominant, and Mia Matsumiya, whose impeccable violin shapes this album.

Guests Tim Byrnes Andrew Greenwald contribute trumpet and percussion respectively. Both instruments appear repeatedly and prominently, but not to the extend of the violin or guitar. The trumpet's touch is one of atmosphere and colour; appearing characteristically in layers, sometimes stabbing softly, sometimes washing in waves. Percussion, however, contributes flavour and texture, and appears more liberally, with a distinct free and improvised form. No instrument is under or overplayed, and never appear unless their timing is genuinely perfect.

What I find most appealing about this album is the precision in which it is written. The complexity of this release lies not in the intricacies of the composition, but rather in the sophistication of the vision. There is no sorely impressive musicianship, no flurry of needless notes. Every sound played is done so with the utmost precision and care, and the most is drawn from each single noise. Every note is milked to its maximum, every sound is equal. There's something magically perfect about the composition that draws me so.

At its core, Tartar Lamb is Kayo Dot lacking metal and aggression. It has the organic spirit of a forest left to grow of its own accord, rather than the geometric shape of a city. Its beauty is subtle and may take numerous listens to detect. Sixty Metonymies is a renewing, refreshing, wholly unique experience.

Tartar Lamb serves initially as an outlet for Toby Driver to release his guitar/violin duet (augmented with trumpet and percussion from a duo of Friendly Bears). Sixty Metonymies shares with his first solo album in it's leaning towards spacious avant-garde concert music. Dissimilarities arise when one examines the album further as this has a totally different goal, sound, and feel to it.

The composition develops focusing around two things: anticipation and tension. The slowly developing piece, replete with longly sustained notes courtesy of Mia's violin and Toby's swirling guitar, continually causes the listener to dwell on the expected development of the work which rarely bends towards your predictions. As a result palatable tension is created as the piece seems to bend and bend without ever breaking. I believe the success of this album comes from the players' abilities to create and sustain this tension. The initial three tracks accomplish this goal fully. However, in the fourth the desired (I assume) result never comes into fruition. Consequentially, the concluding track fails to maintain my interest, and this amounts to essentially the only flaw in the album.

In particular I love the effect Toby generates with his guitar. Notes appear out of thin air to strike the listener, then wobbly fade and fade, yet never totally seem to disappear from your ears. From this Sixty Metonymies has a nearly ever present backdrop. This album produces visions of many tiny ripples appearing in a calm body of water. The water never perturbs too violently, but it remains in a state of movement unnatural to itself. This visual serves as my best description of what you will hear here.

If not for the break in atmosphere towards the end, this may have been a perfect piece of music. As it stands though I still really enjoy returning to this album. As with his solo album, I think this will appear to fans of avant-garde concert music more than motW/KD fans.

[As a side note: Most music I listen to seems to occur either in the plane or in 3-d space within my head as I hear it. The entirity of this album occurs on the line inside my head though. Usually this would only happen with a single melody being played on an instrument. Not particularly important, but something very strange to me.]

Clouds erupting from sound

Tartar Lamb is most likely Toby Driver's most ambitious project. Born from the idea for a guitar-violin duo, Driver got fellow Kayo Dot bandmate Mia Matsumiya to play with him on his next adventure in the realm of sound, Sixty Metonymies, a 40 minute minimalistic, avant-garde, experimental, contemporary atonal classical piece not for the faint of heart. Preying on the whims of dissonance, atonality, and all the unconventional playing techniques the man could think of, the album is certainly unique. However, the music that is found on the album is cold and desolate, an expression of mesmerism and frozen nights spent without heat and at the neck of a guitar and the tip of pen on staff paper. When recorded, the music erupts forth like a star swallowed unknowingly by a sparrow, who cringes by the bitter taste but looks for more because the thrill of knowing that nothing else exists in this plane of existence like it. With little to its name musically but the fact that it has little to its name musically, the song leaches your senses and scrapes your ears with the blunt side of a blade sharpened by determination and the will to emerge unique and uncopied. The 40 minutes are like a bleaching period- you enter dirtied and emerge scraped clean by some unnatural force; you are stripped of your musical innocence as your conception of music is violently ripped down, reconstructed, ripped down again and then transformed into some being not of this dimension; any other exposition into sonics sounds like a drab reincarnate of a former existence, and nothing can stop this feeling.

As an album, Sixty Metonymies is pathetic. In conventional terms it is nothing more than noise for minutes on end. But in superflection one can see the true nature of the massive beast, an obvious masterpiece in the modern realm of atonal classical, and in supernatural sonics. Overall, the album (in 'earthly' terms) is pretty boring, so my first instinct was to give this a 1 star rating, but with further exploration the true beauty of this album's ugliness sank in. However, I can't overlook the fact that this album truly has nothing to it; it is a bare-bone, random note following random note, noise driven album. It has, in traditional terms, no melody, harmony, structure, or any of that nonsense. It does, however, have vision, and this shows the obvious modern genius that Driver is. I really, however, feel like this album is not the greatest earthly musical expose out there, and is meant for just those living in another realm. 2+ stars.

Yes, I know, I basically praised this album the entire review, but I can't really break it down, it is too cold and uninviting for any real consideration as a musical work.

Toby Driver and Mia Matsumiya have both been (and still are) busy with the band Kayo Dot. But somehow, they found some time to create another project called 'Tartar Lamb', the one that slipped by several of their fans (me included). Where Kayo Dot features many other musicians, Tartar Lamb is more concentrated on the musical interaction of Toby and Mia, and originally for the specific recording of Driver's '60 Metonymies', a guitar/violin duet. That album was released in 2007 with the addition of a few other musicians; Tim Byrnes on trumpet and Andrew Greewald on drums. This somewhat sparser composition is divided up into 4 sections and has a total run time of 41 minutes.

The stripped back sound of this minimalist album still gives the listener the uneasy sounds of dissonance, but in a manner that is not so chaotic as some of the Kayo Dot music. Throughout the album, the spaces inbetween what might seem to some as random exploratory notes are just as important as the actual notes, and at first, it seems that there is a lot of space there to listen to. But as Mia joins in, the notes of the guitar and later the occasional warbling of the trumpet are all connected together by her long sustained bowing of notes on the violin. The feeling is one of improvisation, but the structure on the other hand feels more like the notes and sounds are intentionally placed.

'Incensing the Malediction is a Lamb' (12:30) rolls by slowly and sometimes hesitantly, plucked guitar and a more phrased violin, no rhythm or beat to speak of, as if its all in free meter. Further into the track, the guitar is slowly strummed and the violin emits squeaky noises as the trumpet continues to influence things with occasional squawking noises, playing within a range instead of actually hitting single notes. 'A Lamb in Hand's Worth Two in the Ewe' (3:12) consists of sustained guitar and plucked/bowed violin strings and occasional cymbals whispering. The two main instruments play together and stop together for the most part. Percussive sounds and drum rolls come in later with a meandering trumpet which gets a little more angry, then later they all become a bit more playful, but the track is short and ends soon.

'Trumpet Twine the Lamb Unkyne' (9:35) begins with all of the instruments doing what seems to be unrelated things together. As such, it is much less minimal, more chaotic, but not really what you would call heavy or noisy. Soon, though, the music returns to the more minimal sound. As it continues, there is a level of tension that builds as sound builds and fades, but without any resolve. Again, space is as important as the sound, and sometimes even suggests the breaking up of the tracks into smaller segments even though there is no indication that it is divided up that way. 'The Lamb, the Ma'am, and the Holy Shim-Sham' (16:38) continues in this way, echoing guitar notes that play and the slowly warble out of existence, with space in between note groups so one can hear them echoing out of existence. Mia provides short bowed notes that lay on top of the plucked and lightly strummed guitar notes, softly plucking strings in the spaces between groups. Again tension reigns supreme, and no resolution of that tension is to be seen, even with the shocking addition of creepy enhanced spoken word vocals towards the end of the track.

There is an obvious difference between this style and Toby's usual style that is realized in Kayo Dot albums. Even though there can be a lot of variation in form and style among Kayo Dot's discography, it is obvious why this composition was performed under a different moniker, as it is so much more minimal than any Kayo Dot album, and that is the sound that pretty much rules this album, avant-garde minimalism. It is difficult to concentrate on it all as a whole because it almost has too much space and free sounding instrumentation in it. There is no melody, per se, and don't expect much in the way of typical structure. Toby would return to this moniker once again in 2011 for another composition of 4 movements named 'Polyimage of Know Exits', where he would play with more musicians and Mia's involvement would be reduced to only one track. Is it possible that, even with KD's experimentalism and unique avant-garde styles, that Tartar Lamb is Toby's less accessible side? Those familiar with all of KD's albums will know that they are anything but accessible, but in reality, Tartar Lamb takes that even further and in the case of this album, much harder to listen to unless in the mood for minimal music. To me, it all seems a bit starchy and unemotional, ending up sounding more random wandering with the music trying to find a sound, but not succeeding other than making anything that seems organized, yet it is organized. This is a tough one, especially since I love experimental music, but there has to be a level of emotion or purpose behind it, and I can't seem to find it here. Still, it can be nice to listen to if one is occasionally in the right mood, but at the moment I am hard pressed to know when that would be. If there is a rationale behind it all, it is too buried and secreted away in the music to figure it out.