Welcome all to ππΌπ»π»πΌπΉπΉπβπ ππΌπΏπ»π²πΏ, a series of weekly reviews by Charles Connolly – an artist in his own right. Here, Charles delves into the greatest brand new singles brought to you by the best unsigned artists on our electrifying and eclectic set of πππ¬ πΌπ§π©ππ¨π© ππ₯π€π©π‘ππππ© playlists.
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Charles sees senseiβ¦
The internet has achieved many things over the decades. Some of them even positive! But for me, there is one longstanding feat that is very much still ongoing. In showing me the lives of seemingly the entire worldβs population, I watch, I stare, I observe. I am stunned. It is staggering to see the things that people will do. The lengths people will go to in order to show how brave, daring or stupid they can be. Itβs just fascinating – but also often rather off-putting. The vanity, the smug dumbness, the relentlessness. Oh, and the TRENDS!! Once one idiot does something, another 50,000 will follow suit. Itβs all a bit absurd, and it shows off the worst of society – the dumb and the sheep who aspire to be dumb. It makes me think back to what used to be on TVβ¦ Interviews with great minds being intelligent, interesting and witty. Documentaries that uncovered a world we never knew. Dramas that took their time with narration that most these days would barely be able to comprehend, yet alone be able to concentrate for more than 3 minutes. Oh, and game shows – tacky game shows that were I suppose the equivalent of what most of the internet is nowadaysβ¦
But the internet also shows us something that we didnβt quite realise before we were online. You see, TV was pretty much everything back then. That was all we had to go on. Stars were leagues above others. The great intellectuals were admired for their extreme rare brilliance. Experts were a coveted species. Artists were barely of this planet in being entirely unique. And famous comedians were the only people who could make us laugh (admittedly largely debatable). Then the internet was bornβ¦ Of course, we had a decade or two of dross and gimmicks, but eventually we started to see something; started to notice and realise. The world is absolutely chock full of talent! And it is this that constantly astounds me. Just how many people are quietly being brilliant in their neck of the woods. Well, maybe not so quietly now, but theyβre not in a television studio, explaining in a bad suit. They are able to remain wherever they wish, while showing the world what they can do. Itβs enlightening and genuinely uplifting!
What REALLY fascinates me, though, is when someone so quickly and effortlessly achieves something that not only would I not be able to do, but something that I donβt understand. Something that is just so far from my brain as to be alien. Talent excites me – this is no secret. But itβs not just arty talent; itβs ANY talent. For example, when a craftsman who dabbles in electronics, casually invents and creates something so fresh and unique before our very eyes. It could be something incredibly useful and brilliant (a house with an automatically detachable roof), or it could be something completely and utterly pointless and stupid (a house with an automatically detachable roof). But I watch these βnobodiesβ in awe. Or what about the recent breed of Chinese musical prodigiesβ¦? At just 5 years old, they are already better than some fully-grown stars of 50 years ago! Of course, HAL (A.I.) is spoiling this recent influx of talent by making us believe that what we are seeing is real, when in fact it never took place. But I see no reason for these HAL videos; we have the genuine talent surrounding us already! We just have to find it. And thankfully, finding it has never been so easy. We canβt avoid such great talent these days. In fact, thereβs almost too much incredible talent that we need to take a step back and isolate each little morsel we happen upon. Too much of anything is over-saturation. And over-saturation of a good thing can lead to a certain numbness and inability to be excited or even moved. Around a decade ago I coined the phrase βchurch fatigueβ. It was when my lady-person and I were in Romeβ¦ βOh, another breathtakingly beautiful church. Oh look, another Caravaggio. Shall we have lunch now?β – after a while, all this perfect brilliance just ceases to have any impact.
And so, I would like to refresh and restore said impact. I think, in a way, my little reviews attempt to do this by really trying to make you appreciate the layers and depth of the music. The raw talent and effort that goes into making these little gems. Gems that might easily have passed you by. True gems are hard to come by these days (and I canβt afford them), so hereβs a sovereign. Well, almost. Please welcome an artist who has not passed through these gates since CC Episode 15, six years ago: SovRin. His real name is rather less impressive: Ralph Aldridge – which doesnβt sound very Germanβ¦ The main reason he has not appeared in recent years is not because his output his dipped or waned in quantity or quality, but simply because I usually try to pick pieces of music that will appeal to most. Not all, but most – without picking generic releases. This does sometimes mean that I am bound to miss out some crackingly unusual pieces from time to time. I thought it best to allow one of those pieces to slide in for a change. The work of SovRin has always been (and I hope will always be) different, and unlike anyone else. He has his own style. A style which dots between dubstep and chiptune. Those not familiar with those terms will probably not enjoy either. Many will classify this music as βgamer musicβ (the kind of music that appears in retro-style video games). I personally would not specifically classify it as this, simply because I have never been a βgamerβ, unless you include the odd round of Scrabble – which I donβt think counts.
I have heard quite a bit of this style of music over the years, and I always immediately want to switch it off. I usually find it intensely irritating and very dull. SovRin, on the other hand, sounds to me like the Bach of the genre. Leagues ahead, on another level and in a different realm. Bach was German, and despite the very British name, SovRin is also in fact German. Germans are known for their precision and their just-so attitude. His work has always been very precise and just so, like Bachβs. But SovRinβs Germanic tendencies can lead him to be a bit of a Germaniac in music. You will hear the maniac in all his music, but what sets him apart from all the other crazy gamer music out there, is his genuinely Bach-like compositions. Admittedly SovRinβs latest release, βKarate DLCβ, is not quite as classically themed as previous releases of his, but it does still have strong links to that oeuvre. So, this piece is more βBach with perhaps some influence from Madeon and Pendulumβ. Let us look at the tuneβs titleβ¦ βKarateβ, could – like the cover artwork suggests – simply be a literal reference to karate video games in general. But then again, it could be a reference to Mr. Karate from various Japanese SNK games (look, I didnβt know about any of this either, and – in case youβre wondering – it stands for βShin Nihon Kikakuβ); Mr. Karate, being the alter ego of Takuma Sakazaki (obviously). And he looks absolutely ridiculous, like heβs just stepped out of a Studio Ghibli film. As to βDLCβ, it stands for βdownloaded contentβ – but of course.
This stuff is so far from anything I know, that I feel entirely immersed in anotherβs culture, and at their mercy. I am helpless without their guidance, and am therefore forced to trust them, with no other choices available. But trust SovRin I DO! Which leads me to my third and (whoβs counting??) final point: I am in awe. I like to think I know quite a bit about music and what goes into making it. I would say I know music like a car mechanic knows the underneath of the bonnet – thatβs not a pretty hat, but what Americans call the hood, not to be confused with what everyone habitually wears everywhere except their head. But donβt get the bonnet mixed up with the boot, which Americans call the trunk (which is an elephant nose, because an elephant knows). Frankly, I donβt know how car mechanics do it! Having never driven a car, I stick with music. And yet, listening to SovRinβs music makes me feel like I donβt know an A flat from a G apartment. Just HOW on EARTH does he DO IT??! They do call him βthe wizardβ for a reason. Itβs pure magic! And like all the best magic, I donβt wish to know how itβs done. Otherwise itβs just a talented trick. The way young Sov packs in a million and one correct notes in the only way they know how. Sometimes with extreme staccato attack, sometimes with a portamento bend. Sometimes with a gnarly distorted synth that will blow your head off, sometimes with a softer heartfelt piano, but usually with mega fat beatz in order to give you something to understand. And all the while, everything is impeccably mixed. It must surely take him months to make a 3-minute instrumental piece. Manβs got skillz, yeh? Yeh.
SovRin puts in all this effort, and all you have to do is press play.
Iβve got to continue with my damned detachable roof project. Lord knows why I chose a building with a spireβ¦ Now I REALLY understand church fatigue.
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