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Israeli composer, bassist and vocalist Avi Belleli is a well-known entity in his native land, namely with the commercially viable rock band Tractors Revenge. Here, the artist's compositions are performed live in Jerusalem with the assistance of dance choreographer Yasmeen Godder and her "Bloody Bench Players.
There are no listings that denote the instruments used for this rather haunting yet sometimes frolicsome set, influenced by recent events in the Middle East. With reverberating guitar lines and electronics-based ambience, Belleli generates a rather unsettling panorama. The sounds of detuned stringed instruments and panic stricken screams contrast jittery effects and bizarre voices that seemingly melt into a cosmic void. On the piece titled "S.C.G.P A and G, you'll hear ostinato and heavily fuzzed-out guitar lines morphed into an unpredictable and largely psychotic sequence of events. In other spots, Belleli pursues harrowing sci-fi soundscapes with howling treatments and short-circuited electronic sounds. And while the mind's eye might try to reconcile the dance aspect, the artist captures and parlays the often grief-ridden sociopolitical aura of the Middle East with a sense of enragement.
Ultimately, Belleli's mind-numbing musical foresight juxtaposes the art of music-making with the unforgiving implications brought upon by regional strife. Therefore, the strangeness of it all makes near-perfect sense.
I grew up listening to mainstream '70s rock then ended up on the staff at the college paper at San Diego State, and volunteered to review heavy metal LPs. My second semester, the music editor dropped a Fenton Robinson LP on my desk, Night Flight. You like metal; they play guitar--he plays guitar, the editor told me
I grew up listening to mainstream '70s rock then ended up on the staff at the college paper at San Diego State, and volunteered to review heavy metal LPs. My second semester, the music editor dropped a Fenton Robinson LP on my desk, Night Flight. You like metal; they play guitar--he plays guitar, the editor told me. If we don't run a review, Alligator Records is going to stop servicing us.
Night Flight opened up a whole new world for me--the blues led me, inevitably, to Basie, who led to Duke, who led to Mingus, who led to Miles, who led to ...