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Yoko Sato

Searching For My Recording Engineer

(4tx CDr, Public Eyesore 2002)

 | pall youhideme
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Penso sia il primo cd che ricevo di una solista (Ragazza) persa nei meandri dello stupro della chitarra+distorsione, cioè Yoko Sato, da Morioka, Japan, tipa attivissima anche in molte collaborazioni, a quanto leggo. Il cd, dal titolo bislacco Searching for My Recording Engineer presenta 4 improvvisazioni tra feedback e motosega x 35 minuti, x capirci, in stile hidden track à la Sonic Youth, - ovvero l'azione congenita di un rumorista del voler far baciare con la lingua chitarra e amplificatore. Qualcosa che piace molto al chitarrista, di meno al vicino di casa. Ma è la traccia 3 che riluccica, dove c'è anche la voce cantilenante di Lei, da brivido quando urla sguaiata, - rimembranze e ululati à la Lydia Lunch, con la chitarra spettrale suonata come un'arpa corrosa. Beh, sentitevi questo pezzo, e fateVi un'idea. Io sarei davvero curioso di sentire altre cose, magari con un gruppo, anche.
I guess this is the first time i received a cd of a Girl losing her-self in raping guitars. That is Yoko Sato, from Morioka, Japan, - involved in several other projects, as i read. - Anyway, this cd, - strange odd title Searching for My Recording Engineer, features four swirling violent improvisations, for about 35 minutes, between pure rough feedback and a chain saw, in style of some Sonic Youth's hidden tracks, - i mean, that congenital action of each inspired noise-maker to oblige/force his guitar to have a long french kiss with the ampli. Something guitarists really like, - while their neighbours don't. - It's the third track to draw my attention, where Yoko with Her singsong and acerbic howls (what a shivers!) recalls me of a young Lydia Lunch, - with a spectral guitar, played as a corroded harp. Well, that's good. Just listen this track, and make Your choice. - I'd be curious to know more about, especially with a Band.
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