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Restiform Bodies
TV Loves You Back
By Mark Keresman
October 1, 2008
With subgenre appellations multiplying like bacteria, it's hard to keep up. (I had to clue a pal who never goes to dance clubs that "techno" was indeed not "techno-pop," i.e. those '80 UK new-wave synthesizer bands.)
Oakland lads Restiform Bodies are hip-hop but nowhere near gangsta style. Aside from the urban strut and grooves of Public Enemy and Run-DMC, their influences include the darker side of early-'80s synth-pop (Gary Numan, the original/pre-Top 40 Human League) and glitter-era Marc Bolan (could be coincidence, but Bodies' Dave Bryant's singing voice sounds much like T-Rex singer Bolan's). Restiform Bodies often juggle genres within a single song — their rat-a-tat raps seamlessly segue into ominous, sleek, melodious passages with coolly mournful vocals, spiced up with very brief bursts of noise. Their subject matter (as hinted by this disc's title) includes the buy-more-you-soulless-drones ethos and how it infects all aspects of people's lives ("Consumer Culture Wave"), technology paranoia ("Pick It Up, Drop It"), and just plain paranoia (A hundred sharpshooters in his ribcage/shooting sharp pain in as many directions; I don't wanna know/but you're gonna tell me anyway, "Ameriscan").
Like Public Enemy at their best, Restiform Bodies engage you with the beats and audacious flair then make you look long and hard into funhouse-warped, revealing mirrors. (Anticon)
Oct 1 2008
Restiform Bodies
TV Loves You Back
By Vish Khanna
With their glitch-y, ambient noise-infused beats backing equally distorted vocal flows, Oakland’s Restiform Bodies present the perfectly imperfect soundtrack to an information overloaded yet, ironically, attention deficit addled culture. On certain tracks, Passage, Telephone Jim Jesus and Bomarr conjure Sage Francis fronting Animal Collective, and their sharp rhymes and exhilarating soundscapes mix punk rage with playful sonic experimentation. Take “Foul,” which captures the manic energy of digital toys running amok while Passage drops illness between dizzying, ever-changing choruses anchored by emo melodies. A bit of Tortoise infiltrates the irreverence of “A Pimp-Like God” and the group’s obsession with blind capitalism on TV Loves You Back climaxes with the dark double-dose of the comically tinged “Panic Shopper” and the creepy voyeurism of “Consumer Culture Wave,” which examines the commodification of sex. Restiform Bodies generate a peculiar heat, mimicking the flickering glow from televisions that strikes culture vulture eyeballs and bitingly calling Western society on our complacency. (Anticon)
MON, SEP 29THRestiform Bodies
TV Loves You Back
Anticon
If there’s a such thing as prog-rap, Restiform Bodies could be hip-hop’s Emerson, Lake and Palmer. Assembling break-neck beats that are constantly nudging each other in and out of audibility like a schizophrenic disc jockey, Bodies’ TV Loves You Back follows in the path of beat trailblazers like El-P: every track is like a mini-album, metamorphosing between musical ideas, sometimes without warning or reason. Even as the walls that separate rap from the rest of the musical world slowly decay, Bodies are truly progressive: they sometimes veer out of rap completely and into the bedrooms of Sonic Youth fuzz-rock and Daft Punk electronica. “Pick It Up, Drop It” trades Martian synth lines with Psycho-style screaming violins, while the sex-frenzy lyrics of “Consumer Culture Wave” float above an erotic, percussive flurry of beeps and pops. Each song on TV Loves You Back is a carefully-concocted trip, and listening to the album in its entirety is delightful substance abuse.
-Andy Pareti
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