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Parisian label Another Moon announce the release of the second collaborative album by Scott Monteith, aka Deadbeat, and Paul St Hilaire, aka Tikiman, entitled Four Quarters of Love and Modern Lash. When asked about the album's motivations and production process, Monteith had the following to say: "I first heard Paul's voice back in 1996 when I stumbled upon the first Burial Mix 10" in a local shop, and it would be no exaggeration to say it has echoed in my mind ever since. We began working together in 2008, and it's fair to say the experience of performing and learning from him has left an indelible mark on my artistic process and my outlook on life in general . . . I've had a folder on my hard drive called 'For Tiki' for 14 years now, for those more often than not late-night studio moments when I stumble upon a rhythmic or musical phrase and hear that unmistakable voice bubbling up in my mind . . . I wrote the initial sketches for what would eventually become this new album over the course of last year to a large extent as a way of trying to process what I perceived as a creeping darkness and sickness in both my own life and the world in general that desperately needed exorcising. When I received his initial response, I nearly fell off my chair. It goes without saying that Paul is a lyricist and poet second to none, and anyone familiar with his enormous body of work can attest to that. And yet, there was something in these latest pieces that hammered the proverbial nail clean through the wood. They perfectly captured this sense of rising tension, of a world that was getting almost psychedelically weirder and darker by the day, and both held a mirror up to this and offered some much-needed release . . . It is my great hope that at some point in the coming months we will be able to get back on the road and share these new pieces with people in a live setting, as performing with Tiki is truly one of my greatest joys, and I think it's where the fire in our work together truly burns brightest. In the meantime, it is my great hope that these four longform meditations might provide a little solace for people in their isolation..."
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Double LP version. Deadbeat. Tikiman. Infinity. Dub. A quadrangle of such obvious statement and perfect musical inference may very well never have been uttered for those of the wholly weeded-out persuasion. Indeed, when the great book of dub music is written, the names Scott Monteith and Paul St. Hilaire will undoubtedly figure highly in its chapters devoted to recent years. Monteith, the last great prodigal son of the doctrine handed down from the Blue Mount of Lord Scratch and King Tubby, St. Hilaire the undisputed voice of a generation, those fanatical warrior monks, followers of the most Holy House of Ernestus and Von Oswald incarnate. Having developed a fast friendship from their very first meeting in Montreal at the premier Micro Mutek event a decade ago, Deadbeat and Tikiman's occasional collaborative performances have since blown the minds of audiences from Berlin to Tokyo and many points in between. No great surprise then that their first album-length venture is a tour de force of dub music of the highest order. Nearly a year in the making, the genetic code of Deadbeat's Infinity Dubs series gets shot through with a dreader-than-dread Kingstonian logic, hi-hats dropping back from the three to the one, Tikiman at his most militant, poetic, fierce, and flowing. These are the recordings of two lions uncaged, and none who bear witness shall escape their fiery judgment. If music is truly eternal, here be two voices which shall echo in infinity with all the weight, reverence, and dire power unleashed with every tectonic bass hit, and every whimsical turn of phrase. And if these eight burnt offerings are any indication of what happens when these two sit down for a session of smoke and reasoning, here's hoping they choose to do it frequently. Dub without end. Ad infinitum.
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Deadbeat. Tikiman. Infinity. Dub. A quadrangle of such obvious statement and perfect musical inference may very well never have been uttered for those of the wholly weeded-out persuasion. Indeed, when the great book of dub music is written, the names Scott Monteith and Paul St. Hilaire will undoubtedly figure highly in its chapters devoted to recent years. Monteith, the last great prodigal son of the doctrine handed down from the Blue Mount of Lord Scratch and King Tubby, St. Hilaire the undisputed voice of a generation, those fanatical warrior monks, followers of the most Holy House of Ernestus and Von Oswald incarnate. Having developed a fast friendship from their very first meeting in Montreal at the premier Micro Mutek event a decade ago, Deadbeat and Tikiman's occasional collaborative performances have since blown the minds of audiences from Berlin to Tokyo and many points in between. No great surprise then that their first album-length venture is a tour de force of dub music of the highest order. Nearly a year in the making, the genetic code of Deadbeat's Infinity Dubs series gets shot through with a dreader-than-dread Kingstonian logic, hi-hats dropping back from the three to the one, Tikiman at his most militant, poetic, fierce, and flowing. These are the recordings of two lions uncaged, and none who bear witness shall escape their fiery judgment. If music is truly eternal, here be two voices which shall echo in infinity with all the weight, reverence, and dire power unleashed with every tectonic bass hit, and every whimsical turn of phrase. And if these eight burnt offerings are any indication of what happens when these two sit down for a session of smoke and reasoning, here's hoping they choose to do it frequently. Dub without end. Ad infinitum.
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