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As for Aa (aka Big A Little A), they’ve embraced the studio, letting themselves stretch out and get quiet, freed from the need to overwhelm an audience with sound, and in this way most closely resemble Black Dice. (If anything can ever be said to resemble Black Dice, but still, there’s a common sensibility among the disparate sounds.) Of course, this raises the same question that all noise-rock does: how the hell do you review it? Sonically, there are lots of small sounds (bells, interstellar synths, organs, possibly an opera sample), and placed in the noise-rock context of aggressive drumming and muted shouting, they sound fresh and new, and let the bigger elements stand out all the more. It’s a smart move, and on the whole very well done. So what now? Songs? Well, they’re here, but they’re more collections of sounds than songs. Which isn’t to say they’re random collections of sounds, but they’re nothing you could, for instance, cover; certainly nothing close to Deerhoof’s meticulous compositions. As an album, though, it’s a total blast, almost unexpectedly so. The pretty parts charge into the loud parts without making you lunge for the volume knob, and ramp things up so that it feels like jumping on a trampoline: one moment you’re floating, and the next you’re pushing off with enough force to get airborne again. (www.sleeep.com)
By Michael Barthel 10/2007
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