Clark – Iradelphic (Warp/Border) CD REVIEW

October 9, 2014
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IRADELPHIC HAS BEEN out for months, but chances are you haven’t heard it, or even heard of Clark, and that’s why I’m tapping out this review.
Of all the idiosyncratic electronic artists on Warp’s roster, Clark has served the most time on my stereo over the past decade, partly because his production/engineering skills are top-notch, and partly because he refuses to play slave to genre, while somehow keeping his musical character intact.
Over the relatively brief arc of his career, he’s turned out albums that bathe in the same kind of analogue bubblebath as the electronic mentor Richard D. James, shifted his attention to microscopic textural experiments, and gone head-first into his own grimy version of electronic ‘dance’ music (whatever that means), amongst other compelling diversions.
On Iradelphic (whatever that means) it sounds like the poor boy’s gone and gotten his heart broken [my subjection only], and so there’s a whole new type of emotional gravity and a few actual songs with actual singing, as well as some ‘real’ instruments like guitars.
In fact, it’s the gorgeous baroque-inflected guitar that opens the album, and features spasmodically throughout, that helps to immerse it in a liquid pool of melancholy that’s pretty pervasive.
As always on a Clark album, the sound picture is amazing: on ‘Henderson Wrench’, it’s widescreen, cavernous, hi-res and flinging itself into the seeming eternity of space, with pronounced stereo imaging and an almost avant-folk feel.
‘Com Touch’ will be familiar to fans, because it uses familiar synthesiser arpeggiations; but the big difference here is the absence of his usual rattling drum programs, which allows the composition to explore territory not that far removed the intimate progressive jazz/rock of 1970s groups like Hatfield & the North.
Synth fans will love the squelching, farty, bulbous, squiggly sounds Clark flings out of his console on ‘Tooth Moves’.
The singing, however, is more difficult to process. On ‘Open’ and ‘Secret’ he employs Martina Topley Bird (who some might remember from Tricky’s mighty debut, Maxinquaye). On the former, she’s given only one line to repeat, ad nauseum. The latter is much better, with its mutant Latinisms, and the cool middle section, which evolves the piece quickly past any trip-hop connotations the first part may conjure up.
On Iradelphic, Clark has put the sounds through what sounds like a battery of processing – some are aged artificially, others are intentionally distorted, and these effects are at their height on ‘Ghosted’, in which surface noise, field recordings, “haunted dancehall” piano and guitar and other sounds all shimmer into an, um, ghostly netherworld. Some reviewers have slammed Clark for having appropriated the ‘hypnagogic’ traits that have been in vogue these past few years, along with the ‘nostalgia’ of Boards Of Canada. To which I respond: that’s just lazy reviewer shit.
The three-part ‘The Pining’ starts out with lonely acoustic guitar, but soon rocks out with a more typically Clark set of electronic tools. The second part jettisons the distressed and “aged” elements for a sparking clean (and huge) soundstage, while the third part is back to keyboard appegitations that make it apparent he’s been cocking an ear or two towards Philip Glass.
While Iradelphic is likely to be yet another Clark album that simply sinks without trace, to his select group of admirers it’s further proof that this skilled electronic composer is determined to keep on following his own muse, which is anything but predictable. GARY STEEL
Music = 4/5
Sound = 4/5

Steel has been penning his pungent prose for 40 years for publications too numerous to mention, most of them consigned to the annals of history. He is Witchdoctor's Editor-In-Chief/Music and Film Editor. He has strong opinions and remains unrepentant. Steel's full bio can be found here

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