Holzkopf
"This CD is an apology" reviewed:
The Wire
May, '04
Available in a limited edition of 500 and positively brimming
with skewed refusenik attitude, this is the kind of release that
makes life worth living. Whether you call it self-expresion or
just self-indulgent, there's no denying the disquieting, invigorating
impact of this kind of outsider art. It's the work of Jake Hardy,
who, closeted in his Saskatoon home studio, churns out rampant,
anarchic, hard-panned, distorted, skittering electronic mayhem,
cramming his compositions with the raging abandoned fragments
of a million hard disc edits, and imbuing them with the kind
of restless mutant life that you'd normally encounter at the
wrong end of a nuclear apocalypse. A track like the superbley
named "No Guns No Pride" verges on the indescribable.
It's a slurred, woozy, jangling mess, all uncoordinated strums
and nervy tweaker breakbeats, which collapses into radioactive
chaos before emerging like some primordial slug crawl doggedly
to its choking conclusion. And this is just one of 13 misshapen
gems herein, ranging from the squirming, screaming power electronics
of "Toronto Riot" to the beaten, luminous rainbow of
"101 Cans." For connoisseurs of the outer limits at
least, the churning, squealing, yet somehow serene "Sonor
Causes Whales To Kill Themselves" is worth the price of
entry alone.
Chirs Sharp.
Fever Pitch
May, '05
Aural electronics from a nice little label in Canada, also home
to Piedmont Sorpid. I don't know why Jake Hardy, the man behind
Holzkopf is apologizing. Maybe because there's a good chance
major labels won't put out his next album, or the fact he will
never debut in the Billboard Hot 100. Who cares anyway? This
CD is a really good mix of Alec Empire-styled digital hardcore,
some odd Squarepusher sounding beats and an overall interesting
vibe from start to finish. Standouts include: "The Speaker
Hurts," "Hi Fi Mad Chunson" and "No Noise."
You should order this CD and give the little guy a chance for
once in your life.
Jason Verhagen.
Brainwashed
Nov. '04
If Jake Hardy made a quarter every time he induced someone to
grimace, or cover their ears in disbelief from the noise he makes
as Holzkopf, despite enjoying every moment of it, he would certainly
be a rich man. To simply describe Hardy's second offering, the
cleverly titled, This CD is an Apology as noisy would
be an inaccurate understatement indeed. The sounds created are
searing and brutal, at times even frightening in demeanor. Although
having listened to harsh noise for many years now, when the nine
minute pulverizer "Sonar Causes Whales to Kill Themselves"
finally subsided, I could safely say it was the loudest motherfucker
I had heard since Kevin Drumm's Sheer Hellish Miasma.
Just imagine the intensity and volume that you think I'm talking
about, and multiply it tenfold and you have a pretty good picture
of how loud this really is. But Holzkopf is not all about gore
and guts all the time. An achingly pretty guitar twang, and lovely
breakbeat characterizes "Pity Song", appearing much
like the calm after the storm. There are still traces of distortion,
but it is used in a way so that it becomes secondary to the melody
channeling throughout. Hardy obviously possesses a great sense
of balance and control, often times varying the dynamics and
consequences in his tracks with ease. Reservation is not an attribute
usually associated with noisemakers, but on "Hi-Fi Mad Chunson",
the results are fascinating. A carefully concealed tension wavers
about, its presence becoming increasingly ominous with each passing
instant. Holzkopf is in the driver's seat at all times, twisting
and turning through dark forests and periodic hurricanes. As
I listened, I could almost feel Hardy's masterful finger tapping
and caressing a button, that could potentially release the buildup
and pressure, blowing everything into a shattered, bloody shamble.
At times, he does, pressing that button at just the right moment,
when I least expect it, making for a mind-altering listen, and
of course, scaring me shitless. With the slightest change in
the air, Holzkopf goes from the calmest of climates, to a terrifying
titanic hailstorm. Definitely not for the meek, but then again,
we were warned: This CD is an Apology.
Kevin Chong.
Independent Film Quarterly
March, '04
Holzkopf: Canadian
noise for the soul
Musicologist Jacques Attali says that the world is not legible
but audible - that the music of the last century predicted the
political thought of the present and that the same concept applies
to our music now. If this is true I'm glad I won't be alive 100
years from now, this CD is an apology: "Holzkopf."
Saskatoon's "Holzkopf" is dedicated to making music
that sounds like it's running as fast as it can away from the
end of the world. They previously released an album in 2001 entitled
"Only a bad harvest can save us," which was influenced
heavily by early Mouse on Mars and Aphex Twin. "This CD
is an apology" is a little more mature and confident in
its execution. This CD's 13 tracks and over 60 minutes of music
are best listened to with headphones to get the full effect of
the aural grating and industrial savage beauty. It incorporates
a tangent of rhythms of hip-hop, break-beat, free jazz and acid
house music.
The first track "Children on Fire," is a spacey, languid
track that doesn't go anywhere really, but it does create a sparse
segue to the assault of sound featured on the next track "Unity
Club Mix." This is one of my favorites on the disc. It has
a traditional club house beat as a foundation, which builds and
breaks off into some interesting deviations. The song has raw
energy that propels it forward and creates a collage of noise
that is very danceable or just gets you moving around the house.
"The Speaker Hurts" is quite glitchy with a hip-hop
beat at its core and becomes one of the more sparse songs on
an album full of incredible noise. "The End of The World
Evan Parker Explosion" has a similar vibe with "Unity
Club Mix" in a more downbeat but still very fluid track.
"Hi-Fi Mad Chunson" is the most melodic and dreamlike
of the songs. The drums and heavier emphasis on guitar give it
an organic sound that the rest of the album deviates extensively
away from.
"Sonar Causes Whales to Kill Themselves" makes you
feel like a radio wave struggling for reception. It has a storybook
feel to it, which might just sound like noise to some, but I
believe it is a journey of sound.
This album is very far from mainstream, it is a sound and noise
experiment that will delight those brave souls with a taste for
the bizarre. For many people "Holzkopf" is probably
too strange, with the exception of a couple tracks including
"Unity Club Mix," "The End of the World Evan Parker
Explosion" and "Toronto Riot." If you like the
noise, I think this is a very progressive and enjoyable album
to throw on and run around.
Brendan MacDevette.
Further Noise
April, '04
With a press release that
describes it as 60 minutes+ of aural battering and defeat you
start listening to this album with certain Pre-conceptions of
what you are about to hear.
'I want to make music that
sounds like it's running as fast as it can away from the end
of the world. Like it's trying to grab onto anything old, tried
and true, in order to slow down as much as possible before hitting
the wall at the end of the road'. Jake Hardy
The opening track title
"children on fire" certainly sets an ominous tone but
once you've pressed play there's no going back and your drawn
into a grainy soundscape of industrial depitched drones and something
being dragged through the earth backwards. Lulled into this transcendental
state you are suddenly jolted by a fat beat, overdriven to the
extent of digital meltdown, cut up and fed back on it's self,
relentless but with a groove that you just can't help but give
the nod to. In a sense the main dynamics of the album are distilled
in these first few tracks highlighted most in "The end of
the world Evan Parker explosion". There are tremendous extremes
in this recording and not all that make comfortable listening
but a reprieve is never that far away and don't you look forward
to them! Holzkopf AKA Jake Hardy is really challenging you to
stay the course on this one and there are some seminal moments
as there are some overindulgent ones.
60+ minutes of aural battering?
Yes, defeat? No, I will listen to this CD again? maybe.
Roger Mills.
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