| Revert, Matthew / Letters To Friends Of The Late Darcy O?Meara |
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| Album: | Letters To Friends Of The Late Darcy O?Meara | Collection: | General | |
| Artist: | Revert, Matthew | Added: | Oct 2018 | |
| Label: | Round Bale | |||
| A-File Activity |
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| Add Date: | 2018-10-24 | Pull Date: | 2018-12-26 | Charts: | Classical/Experimental |
Recent Airplay
| 1. | Apr 09, 2022: | Music Casserole Dear Claire | 3. | Dec 30, 2018: | On The Warpath Dear Tyler | |
| 2. | Jul 30, 2020: | Stranded at Settembrini's Dear Tyler | ||||
| Album Review |
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| DJ Away Reviewed 2018-10-24 | ||
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Lo-fi surrealistic sound poetry from Melbourne. It’s like a experimental short story or a bonkers study in method acting, narrated in letters from the character “Matthew Revert” (pronounced “rev-Air”) to various people, mentioning the “late” character Darcy only occasionally. Everything’s done with voice and tape, using his low, half-mumbled speech as a surprisingly expressive instrument. Stream-of-conscious half-nonsense, frequent moments of brilliance. Hilarious, disorienting, eerie. I love everything about this. All bizarre and great, but favorites are 4, 5, 6, 8. Possible FCC on 2. 1. (5:12)—Low humming. Hesitating, highly repetitve, slow, jerkily rhythmic speech. 2. (3:45)—Possible FCCs, but he speaks so fast I can’t keep up with his words. Imitates the sound of a malfunctioning car. 3. (8:40)—Soft squeaking, air shaft sounds, lots of near-silence. “I was less than surprised today. Perhaps when I’m walking I should smile.” 4. *(5:05)—Cavernous reverb, like it was recorded in an underground parking garage. Talking about “the dance your parents did at Darcy’s wedding.” Lets out a minute-long, blood-curdling, demonic fit of laughter. 5. *(3:39)—Hissing sounds. I think he’s reading something in German, but really badly. 6. *(4:22)—Tea-kettle-like sounds. “The life of the party got lost in their own parade, and I write to you in the hope you might be convinced to help form a search party.” 7. (6:28)—Chugging factory-like noise in the background. Loud, clipping whooshing sounds. Hardly any words. 8. *(8:11)—Ruminations on memory. Long exhales. A yawn. Poorly feigned politeness. “I don’t feel like I know you personally anymore.” Half-muffled singing in the background. | ||
| Track Listing |
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| 1. | Dear Tyler | 5. | Dear Heath | |||
| 2. | Dear Penny | 6. | Dear Virginia Swan | |||
| 3. | Dear Saint Marcus | 7. | Dear Brian | |||
| 4. | Dear May | 8. | Dear Claire |