{"id":759,"date":"2012-04-12T04:55:54","date_gmt":"2012-04-12T09:55:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/?p=759"},"modified":"2012-04-12T04:55:54","modified_gmt":"2012-04-12T09:55:54","slug":"album-review-personal-space-electronic-soul-1974-1984","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/index.php\/2012\/04\/12\/album-review-personal-space-electronic-soul-1974-1984\/","title":{"rendered":"Album Review: Personal Space: Electronic Soul 1974-1984"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/musoscribe.com\/images\/personal_space.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"280\" height=\"286\" align=\"right\" hspace=\"10\" vspace=\"10\" \/>Here&#8217;s an interesting thought experiment: What might happen if you gathered a bunch of musicians steeped in 70s soul, funk and r&amp;b, took away their guitars and basses, gave them synthesizers of the mid 70s-to-mid 80s variety, and sent them away to make music? The results might sound a bit like the music collected on <em>Personal Space: Electronic Soul 1974-1984<\/em>. Across seventeen tracks by nearly as many different artists \u2013 few if any of whom, by the way, you&#8217;re likely to have heard of previously \u2013 this new collection on the Chocolate Industries label (an imprint of the Numero Group) serves up compelling if occasionally goofy and dated music.<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in;\">These pieces are the working definition of the DIY aesthetic. Many were recorded by solo artists, working with a whole class of recording equipment that had only recently come within the financial grasp of the home musician. No $40,000 Mellotrons here: recorded on four-track cassette machines using primitive sequencers and relativer inexpensive keyboards, these songs have a homegrown ambience. <strong>Guitar Red<\/strong>&#8216;s \u201cDisco From a Space Show\u201d owes a bit to <strong>Meco<\/strong>&#8216;s \u201cStar Wars Theme,\u201d but some of the (several) keyboards on the track sound like the kind of organ one might have found in many a 70s living room.<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in;\">It&#8217;s unknown whether modern-day acts such as <strong>Daft Punk<\/strong> have ever heard tracks like<strong> Jeff Phelps<\/strong>&#8216; \u201cSuper Lady\u201d (one of <em>Personal Space<\/em>&#8216;s most commercial-sounding tracks), but there&#8217;s a sonic similarity between the French duo and these homespun efforts from decades earlier. \u201cSuper Lady\u201d sounds a bit like <strong>Robert Palmer<\/strong>&#8216;s \u201cClues\u201d filtered<span style=\"font-weight: normal;\"> through a funk sensibility.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in;\">The term \u201clo-fi dance stomper\u201d isn&#8217;t a label that&#8217;s in popular use, but it&#8217;s a fair description of <strong>Jerry (J.G.) Green<\/strong>&#8216;s \u201cI Finally Found the Love I Need.\u201d The synthesizer bass on the track is of the sort that pops speakers out of their car dashboard mountings. A jazz-blues-funk track called \u201cA Man\u201d by <strong>Key &amp; Cleary<\/strong> has nearly all of the ingredients of a hit, but the cheap recording vibe and use of drum machines(!) takes it in an a direction that \u2013 while certainly much less commercial \u2013 remains oddly appealing.<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in;\">It sounds as if the people in <strong>Spontaneous Overthrow<\/strong> went by their friendly neighborhood pawnbroker and scored a Farfisa Compact Duo; the Italian organ (made famous on early <strong>Pink Floyd<\/strong> sides) is the central instrument in the spacy 1984 drone of \u201cAll About Money.\u201d Makers&#8217; \u201cDon&#8217;t Challenge Me\u201d features ghostly disco-diva vocals atop a strange, bleating electronic beat: imagine a cross between <strong>Herbie Hancock<\/strong>&#8216;s 80s work and <strong>Paul McCartney<\/strong>&#8216;s <em>McCartney II<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in;\">Not all of the album is synth-based. <strong>T. Dyson and Company<\/strong>&#8216;s \u201cIt&#8217;s All Over\u201d features funk-poppin&#8217; bass lines \u2013 real ones \u2013 and expert electric piano. But even here, some synthesizers \u2013 they sound like early (pre-digital) Rolands to these ears \u2013 add a vaguely (and probably unintended) new wave feel. Quite a few of the tracks on <em>Personal Space<\/em> are repetitive one- or two-chord jams, but there&#8217;s always something interesting with them to set them apart from garden-variety funk. \u201cAre you Ready to Come? (With Me) Pt. 2\u201d by <strong>USAries<\/strong> features a bed of musical dialogue between an acoustic guitar and some sort of electronic keyboard.<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in;\">Things wrap up with a pair of truly weird cuts. \u201cMy Bleeding Wound\u201d by <strong>The New Year<\/strong> (published by the provocatively-named Sexual Harassment Music) featured echo-chamber shouted vocals atop a four-note riff that doesn&#8217;t fit into the beat. Some suggestively heavy breathing figures prominently into the mix as well; this one must be heard (once) to be believed. A religiously-themed track by <strong>Otis G. Johnson<\/strong> called &#8220;Time to Go Home\u201d closes <em>Personal Space<\/em>. It features little more than an often off-key Johnson plus some spare and hamfisted piano, the most rudimentary of beat boxes, the most basic of melodies, and some Jesus-is-coming lyrics. But it too must be heard, if only for the yeah-somebody-recorded-this experience. No word on what&#8217;s up with the small child&#8217;s vocals that fade in and out of the mix.<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in;\">For a taste of some underground sounds you probably didn&#8217;t know existed, <em>Personal Space: Electronic Soul 1974-1984<\/em> is in a class by itself.<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in;\" align=\"center\"><a class=\"body\" href=\"http:\/\/www.twitter.com\/the_musoscribe\">Follow \u201cthe_musoscribe\u201d on <img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/musoscribe.com\/images\/icon_twitter_small.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"18\" height=\"18\" border=\"0\" hspace=\"1\" vspace=\"0\" \/> Twitter<\/a> and get notified<br \/>\nwhen new features, reviews and essays are published.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Here&#8217;s an interesting thought experiment: What might happen if you gathered a bunch of musicians steeped in 70s soul, funk and r&amp;b, took away their guitars and basses, gave them [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[65,69],"tags":[1611],"class_list":["post-759","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-review","category-soul","tag-numero-group","cat-65-id","cat-69-id"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/759","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=759"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/759\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=759"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=759"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=759"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}