Label: Thrill Jockey Release Date: 23/08/10 Link: Myspace Buy: Amazon You know that awkward moment when you’re sitting at home watching a film with your mother and unexpectedly there’s a semi-explicit sex scene that arrives out of nowhere? Writhing body parts fill your field of vision, nowhere is safe to look?! What you thought would be a simple bonding exercise has quickly dissolved into mild humiliation?! That same discomfort can be matched listening to the tirelessly eerie debut album from Imbogodom. Comprising of ATP Recordings’ Alexander Tucker and New Zealand musician Daniel Beban, the duo have utilised the antiquated process (relative to the pace of technological change, meaning it was popular in the 1960s and 70s) of tape editing to create music that evokes images of sparse landscapes. The music here is like the sounds that are amplified by a void, like removing all the furniture from your bedroom and being disturbed by the aggressive rattling of water pipes or the weary creaking of ceilings and floors. The old tape splicing techniques are ideal for this sort of thing though. Pianos have a distant quality, as if being inexplicably played in a parallel universe between the walls. Tape delay lends a shuddering surrealism to everything and the satanic practices of backward masking and voice modulation work well to create an intensely creepy atmosphere, particularly on ‘Report From Iron Mountain’. However Imbogodom have a few handy tricks of their own, the horribly jarring screeching sound on ‘Unseen Ticket’ or the otherworldly bleating of mutant sheep on ‘Bvsh Hovse Ghost’ add to the disorientating listening experience. The album owes some of it’s sound to groups like Godspeed You Black Emperor, in particular parts of this album sound markedly similar to their ‘Dead Flag Blues’, mainly for the same utilising of low, sustained droning, but while on ‘Dead Flag Blues’ that is clearly a sound produced by violins, here it is difficult to define, it sounds like violins, but then it sounds like a cloud of dying bees, and then an ambulance passing you on a melting road, very deliberately, the sounds are constantly shifting so you never have a chance to really understand what’s going on. It’s hard to imagine this album as anything other than a suite, all the songs are intended to compliment each other and the entire album works as a closely connected whole, there’s not that much variety here but this is only a minor complaint. This album wouldn’t be nearly as good taken in bits. It is much better to immerse yourself in the music and be taken in by the atmosphere that Imbogodom have pretty convincingly created. It’s so unsettling it will put those awkward moments with mother into perspective, listen to this in the night, in a field, it might scare the shit out of you. Photobucket