street of errs

thomas dimuzio and andre custodio / conure

cohort records

2008 CD-R

reviews

“I don't think I could have expected a weak piece by Dimuzio, and here once again, he doesn't let us down.” —Vital Weekly

“It mixes mystery and majesty, stasis and movement, drone and variation, meaning that our interest is sustained with ease throughout 18 minutes” —Touching Extremes

Vital Weekly

The CDR opens with a duo piece of live sampling master Thomas Dimuzio in collaboration with the for me unknown Andre Custodio, who plays synthesizer and processing. In 'Air Way' they play some heavy electronic ambient music. It moves back and forth, like an endless steam engine of an electronic mass. I was reminded of old Roland Kayn music here. Its not gentle ambient, but a thick, swirling mass of sound, with lots of hidden tension that sometimes bursts out. Now this is something. I don't think I could have expected a weak piece by Dimuzio, and here once again, he doesn't let us down. A fine piece. Quite solid. —Franz de Waard

Touching Extremes

Another split from John Gore’s ever-interesting series on Cohort. Dimuzio and Custodio present “Air Way”, a live recording from 2007 that utilizes samples, processing, loops, MIDI-controlled feedback and synthesizer to generate a spacey, sporadically intimidating soundscape that could not really be described as blissful, its tissue also characterized by a modicum of growl which avoids the barrenness usually manifested by all those sweet-sounding pseudo-cosmic trips which anyone with a workstation is able to concoct in this day and age. It mixes mystery and majesty, stasis and movement, drone and variation, meaning that our interest is sustained with ease throughout 18 minutes. Conure’s “Murray Street” – much longer at 27’ – was created by manipulating the sounds coming from the Manhattan site made famous by a Sonic Youth album’s title. The temperament of this piece is consequently more inconstant, noisily oppressing, the composer privileging the most distorted aural nuances of the audio range while basically maintaining the qualities of that sort of overwhelming mantra informing metropolitan life – especially in NY – with additional doses of piercingly spurious raucousness thrown in for good measure. In both cases: fine, though not world-shattering stuff. —Massimo Ricci