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c. reider

     c. reider has a long history of messing with the structure of speaking voices in his recordings, going back to his very first recordings, with tape cut-ups such as "sex" from the late eighties, "To Ship the Thumb" from the Unseelie Court's "fall" from 1992, the weird voice edit on the collaboration with the Implicit Order "Opposing Theories of E.R.O.I." and others.

     Finally on the newest solo album, "Aughtet," this interest in screwed up voices is explored to the limit, with 99% of sound sources on the entire CD coming from someone's mouth, although it may not sound like it at all times.

     The ominous title track is a statement of intent, with many, many laughing voices transformed into a cavernous maw of pinched cackle and scream.

     It's not all that dark, however, many of the tracks are light and easy, and even funny... "Dear Mr. Great Food" takes a form letter from a giant corporation, and renders it a cold, glitching, robotic chant, which suits the inhumane wording of the form letter perfectly.

     It's poetry for aliens.

     Contributing voices to this project were a number of friends, and friends of friends including:
  • caerie alles
  • Anji Bee and Ryan Lum of Projekt band LoveSpirals
  • Alex Temple of Electric Walrus Records
  • Ethan Brown of S.N.U.G.G.L.E.B.U.N.N.I.E.S.
  • Broi
  • Vivian Bracewell
  • Rachael Briggs
  • Jehn Cerron of Eyelight
  • Todd Skaggs of Devilcake
  • talithaa
Track Listing:
  • Aughtet
  • Siblings (conjoined)
  • eis
  • chucka3
  • Lumchumble
  • Jibeezwarmm
  • vian ii-v
  • narh narh
  • vian vi
  • Severie
  • yuvev
  • Dear Mr. Great Food
  • Cold Wall Has Cringe
  • she was
  • Lexsk
  • vian
  • Universal Response
  • Organic Machinery (c.3)
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The following review from Disquiet:
Through a Microphone, Darkly: C. Reider is a one-man game of telephone. The voices that enter his recording devices exit entirely transformed. Almost invariably, what was said in the first place is altered beyond any sort of verbal comprehension. There are instances on the opening track of his recent Aughtet album (Vuzh Music) where, amid the sub-bass rumblings, a distant human utterance might be identifiable, but it's a voice on the far end of an extremely bad extension. You can sense the anxiety, but you cannot discern the cause. Of course, Reider has such control over his source material that he could probably make the most erudite politician sound like a patient at an Asperger Syndrome clinic. For all we know, the voice on this track is reading saccharine poetry from a Hallmark card.

Since the advent of the mobile phone, it's become abundantly apparent that proximity and clarity are no longer directly proportional. For that reason, even the most alien sounds on Aughtet may ring more true than the false promises of Sprint and Verizon spokespeople. Reider's sound art revels in the everyday dissonance of the overheard and the misheard. Aughtet's second track begins with a tantalizingly false promise. The word "siblings" sounds loud and clear, but what is subsequently spoken is chopped, cut, garbled and mix-matched into a mosaic of broken syllables, even the vowels fractured into harsh, otherworldly consonants. Reider plays many games with his chosen sounds. On "Lumchumble," a giggle and a "huh" flit in and out, repeated like a stuttered mumble. He embraces the almost purely rhythmic on "Narh Narh." Several tracks bring to mind the gender-bending games of early Laurie Anderson multimedia performance art, others the nonsense mouth-play of Charles Schulz cartoon adults and Jerry Lewis comic antics, but they're just as likely untouched surveillance tapes of Wookie psychoanalysis sessions. "Organic Machinery C 3," looped like a deep, beat-less techno track, pushes voices beyond any identifiable human tone, but the best work here may be where a voice, however remotely, makes itself heard, as on "Vian II-V," which reproduces something close to the cumulative rush of crowd-speak. These are the half-remembered narratives from nightmares, warped like the faces in Francis Bacon paintings.

The following review is from Drone Records, who are distributing this album in Europe.
C. Reider - Aughtet - Stunning work from C. Reider where he works with human language which is processed and computerized extremely. Listen to totally fragmented voices, like in a disassociative or psychotic process when language looses its meaning or gets a whole new one. The whole creates an unsettling atmosphere. Very much recommended.

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