You know, if you were to hand the average person, not even the average musician, a track that said something like “32nd Snare Note Triplet Roll for Eighteen Minutes at 127 BMP” or something along those lines, they would run. They would not even have to know what you are saying to know that what you’re suggesting is outlandish and extreme.
However, things might pan out a little differently if the people handing you the track are Garrett Gleason and Robby Bowen, literally handing you a tape titled Music for Electronics and Snare Roll. We’d be a little excited. Intrigued, even.
Even then, however, it’s certainly a proposition. When Garrett sent us a message asking us if we’d want to check out music made for snare drum electronics, there was no hesitation, mainly because Gleason has proved a number of times now to be exceedingly proficient at composing pulsating, psychedelic music that’s also deeply routed in observations of classicism and theory. So no matter what we were about to hear, we knew it had to be… something.
This is what it was:
Hardcore aural glistening. Metatfracting light-form ambience. The echoes of time’s gears resounding through ether. These are the kinds of insane reflections we couldn’t help but dispense in our notes when checking out the first… seventeen minutes or so.
And the vibes do not stop – in fact, they go on to a place most words lose meaning, like a single snare hit in a stream of 70,000. You know how when you repeat something enough, it loses all basic function? There is a stage past that in repetition where it becomes something of a mantra – you fill the void with the definition and space you naturally possess. The endless drum roll seems meaningless, even antagonistic in concept, yet the results are anything but.
Give it a shot, for real – it quickly goes from an interesting concept and well-done execution to the equivalent of a Christopher Nolan film for your headphones. Check out the rest of it here. If you wanna buy us a coffee you can here, but buy yourself one first! You deserve it, it’s the weekend.