Reviews - “Passing Strange”

“Passing Strange” review by Eclectic Earwigs


        In the twenty-five or thirty years that ambient music has existed as a

genre, there are a few people who have been so influential in that genre

that they practially re-invented it. Steve Roach is one of these. Along with

his many collaborators, Roach gave us “desert spacemusic,” with its

windswept atmosphere, its floating chords, and its evocation of the classic

Southwestern landscape of emptiness, dust, mountains and sunbleached cow

skulls. Roach also enriched this genre with a reverent homage to Native

American (or Aboriginal) chants and percussion rhythms.


        Now that the restless Roach has moved on to a more abstract cyber-sound and

textural guitar playing, the “desert” genre continues with what I have often

called the “School of Steve Roach,” a collection of ambient artists which

numbers members in not only the USA but in Germany (Matthias Grassow, Amir

Baghiri, and “Temps Perdu”) and Spain (Maximo Corbacho).


        Perhaps Roach’s best inheritor is Biff Johnson, from Sacramento, who in his

earliest albums stayed quite close to the Roach style, while adding another

atmosphere of mining and industrial sound as well as his own bass playing.

Over the years he has developed his own sound while remaining in the

desert-ambient genre, and now presides over the label he founded, Broadvista

Music, which features his own work as well as distributing that of other

artists. Passing Strange is a compilation of favorite pieces by

Johnson’s friends and collaborators.


        Each one of these selections is top-flight ambient. Track 1, “Unanswered

Questions” by John Pemble, is very much in the Roach/Johnson mode, with

microtonal synthesizer note-clouds slowly spreading out and crossing each

other in a vast sky of reverberation. Track 2, “The Coveted Mirror,” is by

Jeff Karsin, who published his own challenging dronefest Pandataria

in 2000. It is less Roachlike and more strictly drone-oriented than the rest

of the album, and has a darker, more spooky sound than some of the other

pieces. Track 3, “Blackbird,” by Mike Gustafson under the name of “The

Autumn Project,”  returns to the Roach repertoire of floating synthesizer

chords, just on the verge of tonality, accompanied by rattles, “tribal”

percussion, didgeridoo, and what sounds like heavy breathing.


        Track 4, “Used and Left to Rust,” is by Brian Parnham, whose album The

Broken Silence (2000) showed heavy Roach influence. So does this track,

which is very much in the style of Roach’s 1993 and 1994 collaborations with

Jorge Reyes and Suso Saiz under the name “Earth Island.” A slow, soaring

melody is carried on an electric guitar, while synthesizer chords, mystical

girl-voice, and didgeridoo accompany it. Rhythm is provided on clay pot

percussion. Track 5, “Forward Steps” by Kirk Watson, is actually indebted

more to Biff Johnson than to Roach  it’s a kind of third-generation desert

ambient. It has Johnson’s lighter, more delicate synthesizer sound, while

electronic rhythms tick along, punctuated by eerie electro-modified voices.


        Biff Johnson’s own entry to the compilation, “Lupine,” (track 6) features

his characteristic ethereal electronics, enriched with Roach’s rattles and

“singing stones,” and moves into a steady rhythm sequence, around which

electronic whizzes and zings flutter, suggesting insects and bats in an

archetypal desert cave. The seventh and last track, David Hastings’ “Brush

with the Lions,” is quite different from the others in the set, the only one

which isn’t “desert space” at all. This piece combines driving techno-disco

rhythms with digitally mangled urban pop a la “Pet Shop Boys,” as well as

industrial noise and scattered bits of jungle sounds. It is hardly from

Roach’s desert hermitage  it sounds more like an urban fantasy by those wry

British technoids “The Orb.” Its dizzy mishmosh of assorted sounds is a

perfect evocation not of the nostalgic world of the Old West, but the

globalized chaos which we face every day, no matter where we are.



Hannah M.G. Shapero

4/13/02


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