Daniel "SyNtHuSeR" Byerly is a man of many talents, one is creating great music and another is re-creating himself via "aka's" ad infinitum. I have a hunch that Mr. DiBane exists only as ink . . . anyway, back to the review.
This latest release is your more sparsely meditative, head-trip using minimalism/ ambient spacescapes/ sequencing to stroll through a wash of synths and warped effects that echo Cluster, Eno-vibed electronix, and that subtle Suzanne Doucet tremolo-warmth. Traces of Robert Scott Thompson's mechanoid-matrix-droids-song shine through in the "alien worlds" moments after possible DiBane's induced psychic levitations begin.
For purest relaxation I am not a big fan of rapidly oscillating and hyperphased, echoey flange-warblings, sequential fade ins and outs that make your inner balance feel as if you're a cartoon character that just hit a giant gong with your head. Vibrations of sound at certain frequencies just do my psyche in whoa, I am freaking out here. It comes across very trippy, too strongly sonically-psychedelic for this olde reviewer guy's delicate equlibrium and ever-on-the-edge-of-attack vertigo. I thought I was going to have a Monroe-esque O.O.B.E.! (Is that me down there?)
On the other hand or head, if you dig a retro-ride into that analog-rich, effects-laden, ambient synths that is more a psychedelic voyage of the good olde days of channel-to-channel headphone blissdom then this is exactly the good stuff! European, German synth heads take note. I am by no means "slighting" DiBane's art, just being fair and clear about one thing this is predominately "tripping" music vs. a relaxation/ meditative backdrop. You cannot ignore this stuff, it grabs your brain and warps it. So, good job at creating a definitely weird head-space, Mr. DiBane.
Track Listing: Alone in a Church, Moving Through My Yesterdays, Everything is Made to be Broken, Self Doubt, Falling Upwards Into Sky, Hope for the Future
Personnel: Lee DiBane - master of all synths and effects
Year Released: 2001
| Record Label: Eleven One Records
| Style: Ambient
I met Erroll Garner at The Theatrical Grill in Cleveland a few hours before our family was to see him on stage at Severance Hall. That was 45 years ago and I was only 15! I spotted him nearby in a booth wearing a beautiful tux with a great white napkin draped over him! I was a little nervous as I approached him (he was eating shrimp cocktail) and said, Mr
I met Erroll Garner at The Theatrical Grill in Cleveland a few hours before our family was to see him on stage at Severance Hall. That was 45 years ago and I was only 15! I spotted him nearby in a booth wearing a beautiful tux with a great white napkin draped over him! I was a little nervous as I approached him (he was eating shrimp cocktail) and said, Mr. Garner, I love playing the piano... is there any advice you could give me?'' He hesitated, then looked back at me and said, Keep playin' and don't stop!'' That was great advice because at 60 years old, I'm still playin' and haven't stopped!