Tortoise
Beacons
of Ancestorship (Thrill Jockey Records)
The great majority of artists spend their formative
years (if not their entire careers) working to shake off the
gravitational pull of their predecessors, and the many masters
and masterpieces that came before them—what the literary
critic Harold Bloom called “the anxiety of influence.”
For musicians, in particular, this tendency is especially
pronounced, for reasons having to do with the nature of their
craft and materials. Unlike the contemporary novelist or filmmaker,
say, there is presumably a finite number of choices remaining
to the artist making music in the 21st century that have not
yet been exhaustively mined after 500 years of popular and
semi-popular song. It is for this reason that, when we are
asked to describe what a piece of music sounds like, we inevitably
talk not about the thing itself, but resort to the trope of
metaphor or analogy—“a little Brian Wilson, a
little Pink Floyd, a little bit of Kraftwerk.” Rare
indeed is the artist who outgrows their early influences,
and instead become one of the markers by which other groups
are measured.
Almost alone among bands of the last two decades,
Tortoise is a group that resists easy metaphors and analogies,
who can be described as sounding like only themselves and
no one else. Twenty years after its founding, the band’s
signature and singularly inimitable sound—a fluid intersection
of dub, dance, jazz, techno, rock, and classical minimalism,
with no part overwhelming or dominating the whole—remains
an American and international original. Even more unusually,
they seem to have arrived at their sound with almost no apprenticeship
to speak of; to judge from their early singles and albums
alone, they seem to have come into being with their musical
identity and DNA fully formed, like Athena from the forehead
of Zeus. Further, while the group has spawned countless imitators,
heirs, and followers—sincere, flattering, and otherwise—Tortoise
remains unique in the world of contemporary music for their
boundless intellectual curiosity, their unmistakable compositional
voice, and their synthesis of seemingly contradictory sound
worlds far from their doorstep.
Beacons of Ancestorship is Tortoise's sixth full-length
album, and their first release of new material in five years,
since 2004's It's All Around You. In the interim,
the group also released and toured behind the 2006 career
retrospective box set A Lazarus Taxon, and an album of covers
with vocalist Will Oldham by the likes of Elton John, Bruce
Springsteen, Richard Thompson, and The Minutemen, entitled
The Brave and the Bold. Additionally, the individual members
have kept busy with various other projects, including but
not limited to Exploding Star Orchestra, Bumps, Fflashlights,
and Powerhouse Sound.
A characteristic Tortoise album is one that traverses an encyclopedia
of styles and reference points, a document of where musical
intersections and dialogue are occurring at a given moment
in time. Beacons of Ancestorship is no different,
with nods to techno, punk, electro, lo-fi noise, cut-up beats,
heavily processed synths, and mournful, elegiac dirges. We
see these ideas working out in compositions like “High
Class Slim Came Floatin' In,” an eight-minute track
which playfully references the world of ecstatic rave and
dance culture with a curiously ambivalent, multi-part suite
overlaid with robotic, machine-sounding melodies that stop
and start in several different time signatures before the
song’s ultimate resolution; and again in “Yinxianghechengqi,”
which begins as a straightforward uptempo math-rocker before
steadily accelerating into a wall of fuzzy atonal sqwonk.
There are many moods, styles, and modes in the Tortoise songbook,
of course—often, in the course of a single composition.
Consistent throughout, however, is what might be called a
pervasive element of group play, or ensemble-mindedness, as
opposed to emphasis on a virtuoso soloist or frontman. (Think
Robert Altman versus Robert Plant.) In the same sense that
the string quartet and all small-ensemble chamber music can
be thought of as an intelligent conversation among equals—violins,
viola, and cello taking turns, expressing opinions, joining
voices and then coming apart, as also occurs in elevated discourse—so,
too, the calling card of a Tortoise song is the experience
of a sound being worked out as a conversation among the individual
and interrelated parts—of an ensemble thinking collectively
and in group dynamics through the expression of a multi-layered
musical thought.
-Ronen Givony
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