From mike Sent Fri, May 28th 1999, 06:01
This is a review I posted to the AoN-chat and ZTT mailing lists. The Art of Noise, Trevor Horn's 1983 side project, was a novel interpretation of a 70-year-old idea of an Italian Futurist by the name of Luigi Russolo. To listen to Horn tell it, the success of the combination of Yes and Frankie Goes to Hollywood session hands J.J. Jeczalik, Anne Dudley, and Gary Langan, under Horn's direction and packaged by Paul Morley, was a complete and total accident. Gosh, we're pioneers with this new sampling technology? People are dancing to "Beat Box"? "Close (to the Edit)" is an international hit? How could this be? Please. That 'Into Battle' and 'Who's Afraid' were clever, arty, yet mostly accessible pieces of sample-based pop-dance by _design_ is obvious. Yet despite Horn (and Dudley)'s oh-so-British faux naivete, the fact remains: those two albums, and arguably the Horn-less "parody" that followed ('In Visible Silence'), are of groundbreaking importance not just in that they created palatable music from found, sampled sounds, but also in that they did it so _well_. And the arrival of this non-band foreshadowed a movement in electronic music that would lend new meaning to the term "faceless", influencing generations to come. While the Art of Noise had some fine moments after breaking with Horn's ZTT label in the latter half of the 1980s, its members parted ways in 1990. By the time popular interest in electronic music was surging in the mid-90s, Art of Noise had become synonymous with bland remix and compilation albums issued by the China label after the band's dissolution. Against the backdrop of this time that they had been ahead of, all of the former members discussed at one point or another the possibility of reforming, but it wasn't until Dudley and Horn worked on Marc Almond's 'Tenement Symphony' that a new Art of Noise was born, this time without Jeczalik and now incorporating Lol Creme and Morley again in more productive roles. Work began in 1996 and took over 2 years to complete. One would hope that the fruit of this labor would be a kind of redemption for the tarnished name of the Art of Noise, a bold return to new, untested ideas, something that would be as exciting and fresh in 1999 as 'Into Battle' was in 1983. Well, 'The Seduction of Claude Debussy' is a reinvention, to be sure, and in some ways it marks a return to some of the original concepts, but it is not by any stretch as daring as the Art of Noise of old. Further disappointing is that its creators are standing by the "we were good by accident" rhetoric, dismissing the contrast between the new and the old as a misunderstanding on the part of the fans as to what the Art of Noise was really about all along. On some levels, TSoCD is a triumph for Horn. It's clearly his baby, and his high production values permeate every second of the album's 60 minutes (or so; there are multiple mixes of the album in circulation already). Dudley's string and piano arrangements, based on relatively unknown Debussy compositions, swoop and swirl with grandeur around drum'n'bass styled percussion patterns, Sally Bradshaw's operatic declarations and John Hurt's narration about the life of Debussy that is so carefully placed at the right moments in the album. But the implication of such deliberate incorporation of each and every element of sound leaves the listener feeling like the new Art of Noise is now just all about technical perfection. Where's the accidental beauty in that? For that matter, where's the _fun_? Never has an album so perfectly produced by such talented people been so devoid of intensity. The new Art of Noise is very Euro, very mild, even when hip-hop icon Rakim delivers a surprisingly tolerable rap about Baudelaire, among other things, halfway through the album ("Metaforce"). The drum'n'bass inspired moments have half the drums and none of the bass that they should, and the closest thing to a real mood in this epic is the all-too-brief ambient interlude "out of this world (version 138)". That said, one still comes away from this album with a sense of relief. The Art of Noise are back and whether it was deliberate or not, they have crafted a quality album that, while not living up to anyone's expectations or being very much ahead of its time, is more cohesive than anything AoN -- or very many other musicians, for that matter -- have ever done. It's not without its moments, and there's a promise of more to come. Welcome back. We're not afraid.