Gang Gang Dance @ The Urban Lounge
by JP [jonathanpaxton@gmail.com]
Online Exclusive / Posted November 18, 2008 More Exclusives
Gang Gang Dance
11.08.08 Kilby Court
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Gang Gang Dance (courtesy of legupmanagement.com)
Certain bands can take you places, metaphysical places. Gang Gang Dance is one of those bands. I noticed myself zoning in and out as three percussionists, at points, tweaked their sound to the limit of my sonic understanding and to "the beyond." I really enjoy drums and Gang Gang Dance know how to use them.
I can’t possibly tell you how interesting and unique this group was to experience live but I will try. I can perhaps best illustrate this point by telling you how I usually react to music after a show from an artist or group. After seeing the musicians live I have to listen to an entirely different genre to cleanse my palate as an audio slice of pickled ginger. Usually I’m very tired of the band at that point and want to keep the live experience fresh in my head. Gang Gang Dance left me lusting for more and I’ve been listening to them for the last few hours since I saw them live. This is highly unusual for me and one of the greatest compliments that I might pay the Brooklyn based group (I’m sure they’re shitting themselves with glee right now at that). I’m even listening right now. Click here then on the Gang Gang Dance album and "See All Free Downloads" to hear what I mean.
I had no idea how the sound of their latest album, St. Dymphna, could be recreated live, it is that layered, but the group did it. They fucking did it. And only four people were required to mix an insane blend of electronic noise with the most basic of percussion––a metal pan of some sort made a brief appearance––being utilized at points. The music live reminded me of the Blade Runner score: haunting, ethereal and very futuristic. If you closed your eyes you could see Harrison Ford getting rained on and Sean Young’s brown eyes emoting all over the place. Perhaps I’ve been reading too much Philip K. Dick lately, and that has something to do with it, and, in combination with a boyhood crush I had on Ms. Young, it may be compounding that effect. The fact that the music did such a great job of resonating on so many levels of pop-culture in my head, ranging from rhythmically resounding drum performances I’ve enjoyed from traditional Japanese drummers to bits of puff like sci-fi classics means that Gang Gang did what music live is supposed to do.
11.08.08 Kilby Court
BR>Gang Gang DanceGang Gang Dance (courtesy of legupmanagement.com)
Certain bands can take you places, metaphysical places. Gang Gang Dance is one of those bands. I noticed myself zoning in and out as three percussionists, at points, tweaked their sound to the limit of my sonic understanding and to "the beyond." I really enjoy drums and Gang Gang Dance know how to use them.
I can’t possibly tell you how interesting and unique this group was to experience live but I will try. I can perhaps best illustrate this point by telling you how I usually react to music after a show from an artist or group. After seeing the musicians live I have to listen to an entirely different genre to cleanse my palate as an audio slice of pickled ginger. Usually I’m very tired of the band at that point and want to keep the live experience fresh in my head. Gang Gang Dance left me lusting for more and I’ve been listening to them for the last few hours since I saw them live. This is highly unusual for me and one of the greatest compliments that I might pay the Brooklyn based group (I’m sure they’re shitting themselves with glee right now at that). I’m even listening right now. Click here then on the Gang Gang Dance album and "See All Free Downloads" to hear what I mean.
I had no idea how the sound of their latest album, St. Dymphna, could be recreated live, it is that layered, but the group did it. They fucking did it. And only four people were required to mix an insane blend of electronic noise with the most basic of percussion––a metal pan of some sort made a brief appearance––being utilized at points. The music live reminded me of the Blade Runner score: haunting, ethereal and very futuristic. If you closed your eyes you could see Harrison Ford getting rained on and Sean Young’s brown eyes emoting all over the place. Perhaps I’ve been reading too much Philip K. Dick lately, and that has something to do with it, and, in combination with a boyhood crush I had on Ms. Young, it may be compounding that effect. The fact that the music did such a great job of resonating on so many levels of pop-culture in my head, ranging from rhythmically resounding drum performances I’ve enjoyed from traditional Japanese drummers to bits of puff like sci-fi classics means that Gang Gang did what music live is supposed to do.
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