by Fred
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Longtime TMIM readers will recognize the name Cagey House which, if memory serves, we described as a “neo-psychedelic, neo-aria, neo-carnivalesque, neo-wiseass excursion into Weird Town.” It was an odd compliment, and one we will rectify in a paragraph or two.
Their latest EP is available for free download at WeirdAndWired (agreed) and it does not disappoint. The blurb is a howler and absolutely must be quoted here in full:
Entering a forsaken playground by twilight. The swing is still in motion, there are some buckets in the sand-box, maybe a lost green sock lying around. The carousel is playing melodies, if you listen carefully, you can hear the bats swarming above your head. The monkey bars start to resemble a giant theremin and the memory of noisy action still lingers over the place, making you skip. Everything is covered in eerie euphoria, stringing it together: the music-box sounds, the trumpets, the orchestral, the Pop, the excitement, the freedom, the order, the deconstruction. Do you know the feeling, when you drank a coke, and you have to sneeze, and the carbonic acid is in your nose? And the great feeling, when it stops, and your nose is dribbling a bit and you start laughing? This is it. In sound.
But what strikes the present correspondent the most about this work is its true cohesiveness. Even better: “seamlessness.” Disparate samples, instruments, harmonies, and one-liners leap from the ether in a single voice — a sort of unified field theory of electronica — while separate compositions join deftly for a single work. If industrial music is Frankenstein’s monster, Do the Magnet is Vitruvian Man.
Seamless. Go listen.
