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EMAIL #1: touchingextremes (at) gmail (dot)
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it
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(dot) it
The use of these writings in
promotional materials, bio sheets and websites is free. Don't forget to quote at
least my name. A link is appreciated.
This website is inspired by the
ever-underrated vision and music of ROLAND
KAYN.
DISCLAIMER: Post offices around the
world are becoming more and more unreliable. Sometimes - especially around
Christmas and during summer holiday time - the goodies might be received even
after two or three months from their shipping date, depending on your location.
Please consider this when you don’t see an immediate response. I put my best
effort in to catch up with the mess, yet this is not a
“get-today-write-tomorrow” kind of website. It takes time to properly listen to
a record, especially for an individual enterprise like this one. Still, I’ll
always be glad to reply to any inquiry about the arrival of the parcels. Be
patient: if the disc is good it will be reviewed here or elsewhere,
hopefully sooner than later. But, in all honesty, don’t be surprised if a few
months - or a couple of seasons - slip away in the
meantime.
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE: Do NOT declare any
value when you ship promotional materials, as Italian customs charge money
whenever they see something they can steal from, especially on registered mail.
Priority/Air Mail (not registered) is the quickest and most convenient way. Any
promo packet that gets taxed due to a high declared value will NOT be picked up.
I have no time and money to waste for these kinds of inconvenience.
Sorry.
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE #2: Do NOT invite me
to internet social groups (MySpace, Facebook, Plaxo etc.). I don’t want to sound rude by refusing the
invitation but, essentially, those services are useless here. Then again, we’re
all classified and labelled enough already, don’t you think? Come on, MySpace
makes deserving artists and squawking chickens look the same. Awful.
And finally...
A FEW GUIDELINES FOR NEWCOMERS AND
ANAL RETENTIVES, UNSOLICITED ANSWERS TO INFREQUENTLY ASKED QUESTIONS (which
might even contribute to spare promos).
NO
DEADLINE, NO RUSH.
You can rest assured that EVERY ITEM
RECEIVED IS CAREFULLY SCRUTINIZED. Still, I can't guarantee immediate
reviews, despite my hopeless attempts to keep the pace with the incoming
releases, an increasing average of about 20/30 per week, while also trying to
lead a normal (?) life. In case you didn't notice, I'm the only writer here.
Deserving records that arrived late or slipped under the radar (and, in any
case, more than one-year old) will be reviewed in my other website, Temporary Fault. This could even include
earlier releases, if you decide to send them. Anyway, recent releases take
precedence in my priorities (you were aware of that already - weren’t you?).
When a review is online I usually advise the interested parties via
email.
TRANSLATION: Sometimes it could take a
three-to-six-month span or even longer before records are reviewed, especially
in case of abundant batches. This does not mean that I won’t try to be
quicker. Post offices don’t help, though (see above).
PRESS RELEASES AND DETAILED INFO ARE
GREATLY APPRECIATED.
Bear in mind that surfing the web
in search of news is a waste of time – oh, and did I mention that I hate
MySpace?
THERE'S A BIG DIFFERENCE BETWEEN
WRITING ABOUT MUSIC AND BEING A "CRITIC".
I'm not a critic. Primarily,
Touching Extremes aims to give a vague idea of how a record sounds like by
hinting to its processes, phenomena and relationships, as perceived by a single
entity (myself). There are releases that inspire a pretty transparent kind
of writing, while others might require a bit of purple prose. Some just need a
sheer description and a few comments, especially if they’re not exactly
memorable. The goal remains the same: inviting “someone” to deepen “something”
that may cause interesting reactions. If that “someone” is a jerk, there’s no
chance anyway.
NEGATIVE REVIEWS ARE NOT A
PRIORITY.
As
a general rule, I don't waste my time by writing about something that I
didn't like. Still, sometimes one can see the artist’s seriousness and
commitment even in an unsuccessful try. In that case, the effort deserves at
least a mention and a review will be probably produced.
Personal
guidelines:
1)
A couple of good tracks in a half-decent release doesn't save the day; neither does a perfectly realized,
classy-but-shallow album.
2)
An obnoxious track ruining a good outing may determine a non-review, but this
could depend on other factors.
3)
Vice versa, I may review something containing splendid sections even if the rest
is average. Make me curious, and I’ll work!
4)
Things that sound “ugly” but possess artistic value (yes, they do exist) will
most probably be featured.
5)
Essentially, I believe that objectionable records are better left
ignored. I don’t want any mediocrity to act like a misinterpreted genius
(“he doesn’t understand my music!”).
6)
Then again, there are days in which one is more forgiving towards
basically-useless-yet-nicely-sounding stuff, right? We’re all getting
old.
NO
SOUND FILES, STREAMING, DOWNLOADS, etc.
I
have neither the time nor the will to download stuff (furthermore, I thoroughly
disapprove the act of listening to music via MP3s, iPods and the likes). Send
CDR copies if you want an online release to be reviewed. Don't attach sound
files, because I'll just delete them. Please don’t ask me to buy a release to
review it. That’s pathetic.
CONSIDER THE GENRES TOUCHING EXTREMES
DEALS WITH.
If
the kind of stuff you play and/or release is not featured here, submitting a CD
for review is probably useless (but I'll gladly listen and keep it, haha). As usual, there might be exceptions. But, in
consideration of the steady increase of received materials, one has to draw a
few lines and leave something out. In case you missed something above, I stress
that it could take a
three-to-six-month span, or even more, before a record is reviewed - especially
if you send batches.
A
LEVEL OF SERIOUSNESS IS REQUIRED (aka REQUIEM FOR THE ERSTWHILE
"MUSICIAN").
Once upon a time, being a "musician"
implied knowing how to play one or more instruments and a solid technical
foundation – or, at least, one of the two. I'm not even mentioning the
consistency of the being, which should be the starting point of any music
- and life itself. Putting humbleness aside for a minute let me tell you that,
after over four decades spent between sound and silence, I can easily gauge all
these values in a recording, whatever the genre. A progressive deterioration of
the mechanisms that control egocentrism, the self-production virus and the
eternal illusion that brings most people to proclaim themselves "artists" have
by now destroyed the original concept of "musician", often in favour of
something called "sound artist" (indeed a definition that I myself often use).
Of course there are also beautiful rare specimens, who never touched an
instrument in their life and whose work I enjoy with all my vital juices. Still,
my opinion nowadays is that almost everyone feels entitled to five minutes of
"alternative artistic glory" - even complete nobodies - if only to show off
amongst colleagues and friends. I will always try to contrast this trend, as
hopeless as this stance may look. This means that bedroom dilettantes and
pretentious wannabes calling themselves "musicians" only because they can afford
buying instruments and/or issuing CDs are HIGHLY UNWELCOME, despite official
albums, illustrious acquaintances, enthusiastic press releases - usually penned
by friends or girlfriends - and intellectually contorted or "second-hand Zen"
liners and presentations. An old Chinese proverb says: "A 10-second large hall
reverb can only take you so far when you've got no ideas".
(If you're still not convinced, read
the following paragraph).
BE
HONEST IN ASSESSING YOUR VALUES (aka "ANTI-DEMOCRATIC PLEA AGAINST THE EXCESS OF
SELF-ESTEEM").
Don't hide the fact that your music
sucks behind political manifestos, idealistic freedom, fake spiritualism or
typical "I-can't-play-but-I'm-creative" crap. Some folks got it, some folks don't.
It's that simple. I want no part of lo-fi cacophonies
splattered by some retard on cheap CDRs, and it is also my wish not to snore
with monks, mantras, rain sticks, birds etc. sampled by bank employees and
insurance brokers during their exotic holidays. We're steadily drowning in
useless music. Spare us additional shit loads. Don't release it. And if you
desperately want to release it, then send it to hip webzines and magazines.
Just not here.
THERE’S ONLY A MILES DAVIS, THERE’S
ONLY A FRANK ZAPPA, ETC.
Please take note: I hate
copycats. Influences are OK but don't forget your dignity.
LAST BUT NOT
LEAST.
Don’t you ever forget: sounds determine whether one’s an idiot.
“And the weak must die according to nature’s
law, as old as they” (Genesis, “Time Table”, 1972)
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