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New c.d. release – Radio Paradise – Johnny Kafta records
“The Blues” like all established core sound processes is constitutionally poised between its ethical and political bankruptcy as (to badly misuse Derrida) “the good music” – coded to its idealist and moral ascendancy – and the ongoing reconfiguration of dynamics and process. In other words, it is a brave man who “messes” with “The Blues” even when he has the authority of Mike Cooper.
There is something irreducibly conservative in our relationship to “The Blues.” The political relationship infuses the sound relationship so that our experience of it becomes almost tactile. “The Blues” is embodied with reference to your own place in history. That is, when I listen, I listen as a white Australian middle class female born after “The Blues” existed as contributor to fervent god worship or acted as reluctant political point scorer. Who I am in relation to “The Blues” is not only essential to identify if I claim to critique any blues music but also needs to be clarified for my place as listener. The always already subtext is, by the very act of listening I am colonizing because of my age, skin colour, genetic heritage and culture.
Without wanting to ignore the importance of a colonizing history’s being self-aware, I would like to argue that Mike Cooper doesn’t give a shit about any of that. With an act of pure subversion, he wants to shake “The Blues” out of its history-as-baggage and align it with creative enquiry appealing to a freedom and an imaginative intelligence in the listener. My blues listening wont be the same after this. I’m able to hear outside of context now and for this Australian white girl, that’s a liberation worth celebrating. This is not a negation of histories – I will be “pc-careful” to add. It’s an inclusion of imagination and art. The transformation Cooper imposes addresses us face-to-face, the traditional sound of his Blues-history voice dancing in tandem with the pure madness of a dissipated, textual encounter with the avant-garde slurrings and looped back manipulations of a modern studio construction.
The story goes, the Johnny Kafta label wanted a live recording (with trade mark Hawaiian shirts) of Cooper in Beirut but were talked into a studio album by Cooper himself. Then he comes out with this stunning reconstruction. My listening engagement has a mirror gaze aspect I have never experienced in blues before. I am recognizable here, even if the readout is as diffuse an unfathomable as my familiar image and identity.
When it comes to “The Blues” – thanks to Mike Cooper – I am no longer a by-stander. I recognise myself.
You can order copies of this stunning disc through the Johnny Kafta Label here.
Written by Lisa Thatcher – join her blog here = https://lisathatcher.wordpress.com/2012/05/23/radio-paradise-mike-cooper-in-beirut-pynchon-hawaiian-shirts-and-the-deconstructed-blues/
“Eclecticism is the degree zero of contemporary culture” wrote Jean-Francois Lyotard in The Postmodern Condition: “One listens to reggae, watches a Western, eats McDonalds for lunch and local cuisine for dinner, wears Paris perfume in Tokyo and ‘retro’ clothes in Hong Kong.” You can’t get more PoMo than a Rome based Englishman expat guitarist (and collector of Hawaiian shirts) singing Delta blues in Beirut. And so on Radio Paradise not only does Mike Cooper cover ‘If I Get Lucky’, ‘Special Rider’ and ‘Heartbreak Hotel’, he also has the courage to set extracts from the uber-postmodern novel Gravity’s Rainbow ( to music). But unlike the precious airbrushed cadences of David Sylvian, whose approach to song in strikingly similar, there’s nothing remotely pretentious about the result. Cooper works wonders with just his voice, cask matured but still light with delicate hints of Tony Newley and Matt Monro and a minimum of equipment : a couple of Resophonic Tricone guitars, a cheap sampler, pitchshifter pedal and a Kaoss Pad. Radio Paradise is a colourful as his shirt and as tasty as a good kebab. (Dan Warburton-Wire)
Radio Paradise: Mike Cooper in Beirut
Johnny Kafta’s Kids Menu
Valutazione: 4 stelle
Gustosissimo anche il recital a Beirut di Mike Cooper, inconfondibile chitarrista e sperimentatore di base a Roma. La cover della busta riporta una delle coloratissime camicie hawaiiane per cui Cooper è famoso e l’inizio è fulminante con una visionaria versione di “If I Get Lucky” del bluesman Arthur Crudup, con la chitarra e la voce a inseguire gli accenti sempre più frammentati dell’elettronica.
Ed è proprio l’elettronica a farla da padrona nei meccanici loop di “A Dream of Arrival,” lasciando invece che le due parti di “In Exile In Aghmat” pieghino il percorso acustico a inflessioni di geografie lontane. Ancora blues sfrangiato e infetto con “Special Rider” di Skip James, in un viaggio che trova nell’allucinato procedere di “Migrant Song/Heartbreak Hotel” il suo momento più memorabile.
François Couture ha definito questo lavoro “qualcosa che sta a metà tra Eugene Chadbourne e Fennesz visto attraverso un prisma hawaiiano”, ma dobbiamo dire che nonostante la fascinosa efficacia della similitudine, il giudizio rischia di mettere in secondo piano la grande originalità di Cooper, qui colto in un momento particolarmente felice.
Radio Paradise: Mike Cooper in Beirut
01. If I Get Lucky;
02. A Dream Of Arrival;
03. In Exile in Aghmat, Al Mutamids Grief at The Loss of I’timad;
04. Special Rider;
05. Migrant Song/Hearbreak Hotel;
06. In Exile in Aghmat, Al Mutamids Nostalgia for Seville.
MIKE COOPER / Radio Paradise (Johnny Kafta’s Kids Menu)
J’aime me faire surprendre de cette manière! Premièrement, le guitariste lapsteel et électronicien Mike Cooper livre ici un tour de chant (ce que je n’avais pas encore entendu de lui) qui navigue entre Eugene Chadbourne et Fennesz, à travers un prisme hawaïen. Deuxièmement, l’étiquette libanaise Johnny Kafta’s Kids Menu s’est trouvé un design très original: la pochette du disque, c’est l’enveloppe à bulles dans laquelle le disque est expédié. Le graphique de la pochette est imprimé directement sur l’enveloppe et les infos (titres des pièces, crédits) sont imprimées sur le disque. L’adresse du destinataire et les timbres complètent le design. J’adore!
I like to be surprised like that! Firstly, lapsteel guitarist/electronician Mike Cooper delivers with Radio Paradise a singer-songwriter recital (I hadn’t heard that from him yet). His songs surf somewhere between Eugene Chadbourne and Fennesz, through a Hawaian prism. Secondly, Lebanese label Johnny Kafta’s Kids Menu has found a very original sleeve design: the bubble envelope in which the CD is delivered IS the sleeve. The artwork is printed straight onto the envelope, and track titles and credits are printed on the CD itself. The customer’s address and necessary stamps complete the design. I love it!