Dusk At Cubist Castle
Olivia Tremor
Control
Flydaddy,
1997
Reviewed by
Troy Carpenter
Dusk At Cubist Castle is Olivia Tremor Control's debut, a
psychedelic pop odyssey. The Olivias might be the only
modern band who can draw comparisons to the Beatles in a way that doesn't suggest
copycatting. But the middle stretch of Dusk features abstract ambient noise
collages exploring dimensions far away from the Top 40.
The whole album is a bit like a dream, with
unexpected turns but a very comfortable fluidity. The immensity of the 27 tracks
speak to the length of time (three years) over which the album was recorded to four-track,
but as a whole it's remarkably cohesive. The Olivias' not-so-subtle tape edits frame the
album as a brightly-colored patchwork quilt.
The first eight songs are written in
classic pop tradition. Lighting the way is "Define A Transparent Dream," which
recalls "Dear Prudence," with layered harmonies and helium-filled basslines. But
at 1:18, the tune squeezes out of its Beatle skin, moving into a bouncy, tempo-twisting
end, that in turn gives way to trippy, phased vocals and octave-hopping bleeps. OK,
so it's not the '60s, after all.
The album soon moves into stranger
territory. "Memories of Jacqueline 1906" is reminiscent of Syd Barrett's
Pink Floyd, unsuspecting pop that deteriorates to give a glimpse of the ambience to come.
Toward the end, a bouncy chorus suddenly mutates into a stutter-paced drum section, only
to get washed over and beached by the sampled sound of a breaking wave.
"Holiday Surprise 1,2,3" sounds like
OTC penned three great songs but decided they didn't want to wear any of the hooks out.
The resulting pastiche is one of the finest examples of stitchwork in Cubist Castle's
fabric.
Next, the album reve als its obtuse
core: ten ambient tracks forming a framed suite named "Green Typewriters."
The first makes good on the set's title, describing "on my lawn, typewriters soaked
in green paint," but as the song melts into the sparse set of noise, the Beatlesque
leanings of "Jumping Fences" and "Define A Transparent Dream" seem far
away.
Like the best psychedelic bands, the Olivias take your hand in traversing
the more obtuse sections of the record. On the last "Green Typewriter" track,
the self-aware band guides you back out of its own dreamworld:
"When you're ready to come back down / I'll be waiting here / all your friends will
be around / I promise I'll wait forever." They bring us down at our own pace.
Later, the title track takes its time to reveal itself, setting a
late-evening scene in the Cubist Castle's courtyard. Above a bubbling mud pot of
a bassline, the revelers proclaim that "all the kingdom is in fragments." Well,
that may be so, but the Olivia Tremor Control has done
a great job in pasting them all together into a pop collage of the highest order.
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