Akron/Family
- Upper Terrace Stage
- September 14
- 08:00 PM
Akron/Family are four extremely nice, sincere and well-mannered young men from rural America who came to NYC (in 2002) to make music, hoping to find a thread of real magic still winding through this city’s music scene. They certainly did just that, but they did it by retreating into a tiny Brooklyn apartment, where they made their own world instead, in complete and stubborn isolation. They proceeded (while simultaneously growing alarmingly long beards and developing a playful but hermetic quasi-religious/sonic worldview/creed known as “AK” or sometimes “AK-AK”) to make several albums worth of recordings on crude home equipment the material compulsively chopped, spliced, and orchestrated into fractal jewels of song and schismatically opposed atmospheres.
They accrued at least 3 albums worth of music in this obsessive manner. Along the way, they sent me the increasingly compelling results. Soon I was completely won over stunned in fact by a show at Brooklyn’s Pete’s Candy Store, where the music veered from gentle American country folk to unabashed electronic noise to gathering and erupting crescendos, to extended skronk improvisations that then suddenly cut to an LSD version of a backwoods barbershop quartet or a Louvin Brothers spiritual sometimes all within the course of one ridiculously long “song” ha ha! When they all sing together it’s like the goddamn Beatles or Beach Boys or maybe an eerie and twisted version of The Band.
They’ve got an enthusiasm for pure sound too that shows through in many of the songs note the squeaking chair in Italy that Miles “played” or the weirdly skewed composition of Suchness (but still a formidable “pop” song, in my opinion), or the “drum” in Rainforest, which is actually all four Akrons simultaneously violently beating their chests, the resulting percussive sound being the air released from their mouths with each beat. As we worked, a song would sometimes be described as too “red” or not “aluminum” enough or some other arcane (to me) reference, but inevitably, corrections made with the aid of a screwdriver or maybe the sanded metal rails of a staircase resulted in an unpredictable but “correct” result.
In any event, there’s a wealth of sonic variety contained herein, and first and foremost they’re great SONGS, and well sung indeed. I certainly hope you enjoy the music!
