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'MORNING TONES' REVIEW
The Wire (January 2007)

by Chris Sharp

Over the last couple of years, the Brooklyn label Apestaartje has demonstrated an enviable knack for plucking finely nuanced jewels from the global glut of electronica - and Morning Tones is another success. Its Matt Rösner's third album, following last years gorgeous Alluvial on Room40, and like much of the Apestaartje catalogue it operates in the fertile interzone between the organic and the processed. It suffuses the most studied of musical gestures with the unselfconscious authencity of a spontaneous performance.
Its this sense of complete absorption on the part of the artist which makes Morning Tones ring true. It has a tentative, exploratory quality which makes listening feel like an act of eavesdropping - you never quite know if you have permission to muscle in on these fragile works-in-progress. "Rippled" is a case in point: constructed around sporadically repeated, uncertainly plucked guitar notes which hover on the brink throughout, it could be an extemporised rehearsal room experiment, were it not for the metallic skeins of digital texture that bind these hesitant incidents into a diffident but purposeful whole.
Rösner's music hovers amoung clouds of caressing distortion and drifts through the clearest of skies. "Sift" revolves around primitive bells that could have been retrieved from a Tibetian monastery, while "Kopenhavn" opens with a pure, deracinated test tone that might have been salvaged from a randomly exhumed reel of half inch tape. And although these six pieces tend towards the lengthy, often clocking in at close to ten minutes, they nonethekess radiate a seductive sense of weightlessness. Closing track "Dissolve" is an aptly named commentary on the album as a whole - a soft focus, static spangle which departs as surreptiously as it arrives.

© www.pablodali.net 2005



'MORNING TONES' REVIEW The Wire (January 2007) by Chris Sharp Over the last couple of years, the Brooklyn label Apestaartje has demonstrated an enviable knack for plucking finely nuanced jewels from the global glut of electronica - and Morning Tones is another success. Its Matt Rösner's third album, following last years gorgeous Alluvial on Room40, and like much of the Apestaartje catalogue it operates in the fertile interzone between the organic and the processed. It suffuses the most studied of musical gestures with the unselfconscious authencity of a spontaneous performance. Its this sense of complete absorption on the part of the artist which makes Morning Tones ring true. It has a tentative, exploratory quality which makes listening feel like an act of eavesdropping - you never quite know if you have permission to muscle in on these fragile works-in-progress. "Rippled" is a case in point: constructed around sporadically repeated, uncertainly plucked guitar notes which hover on the brink throughout, it could be an extemporised rehearsal room experiment, were it not for the metallic skeins of digital texture that bind these hesitant incidents into a diffident but purposeful whole. Rösner's music hovers amoung clouds of caressing distortion and drifts through the clearest of skies. "Sift" revolves around primitive bells that could have been retrieved from a Tibetian monastery, while "Kopenhavn" opens with a pure, deracinated test tone that might have been salvaged from a randomly exhumed reel of half inch tape. And although these six pieces tend towards the lengthy, often clocking in at close to ten minutes, they nonethekess radiate a seductive sense of weightlessness. Closing track "Dissolve" is an aptly named commentary on the album as a whole - a soft focus, static spangle which departs as surreptiously as it arrives.

© www.pablodali.net 2005