Bass- and drum-junkies of the worst kind have their dream come alive.
Harsh, minimalist, brutal tracks to kill your stereo. Slowly but
stubbornly modulating noise and kickdrums into big blocks of concrete
(and I do mean the floor building stuff that is as hard as hell). Or
using real clicks from analogue electric currents to build vast powerful
machines. Mille Plateaux gone Punkrock is more like it. At several times
he does build a monstrous groove, but you’d still kill any party with
that record. I know you’re gonna enjoy it.
His soundpatterns appear as if taken from the wrong end of the plugs,
like electric current come alive. Definitely analogue origins, kickdrums
born from interference. As if Zogholy was searching his machines and
pedals for mistakes, for those constellations in which sounds turn into
noise and then broadening that small band until it becomes a highway to
drive on.
At times the rhythms or rather loops form straight beats, then you get
something like Jean Bach without the computers (but a similar sense of
humour) or even like T.Raumschmiere without the melodies. For melodies
are completely missing. Especially within those other pieces, that defy
any straight beat, change stuff around to destroy the rhythm and then
dissolve in a high-pitched tweeping. Some of it is subtle and
drawn-back, but most tracks are brutally in your face, harsh and without
any decoration. Like metamphetamine-junkies from the south searching for
the lowest, broadest and most destroying bass sound there is. A
V8-boombox.
During the tracks Zogholy is moving modulations and frequencies up and
down the scale, lets the beat run out or intensifies them, all as ruled
by a magic hand. The god of electronic noise, what’s the animal to bring
as sacrifice? To wave away Egotrip’s efforts by labelling them as simple
would be wrong. Even the aforementioned “minimalist” is a broad
description, but still fitting because of the restriction to two maximum
three layers of sound. At times there is even only one. Going that way
he moves from genre to genre, even scratching on hiphop here or
avantgarde electronic there. (That’ll make him easy prey for the
purists. Fuck the purists.) Do I have to mention that this should be
listened to loud, as loud as possible without hurting anyone?
It seems to me as if failure is as important to Zogholy as success.
After all, the definition lies all with the people involved and if
Zogholy manages to declare that what he is looking for is failure – the
breaking of soundwaves, instant interference or overdrive, involuntary
noises overtaking the whole loop – then success is not what he is
looking for. (georg cracked)
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starting as guitarist, bassist, keyboarder and vocalist in schmuserock- but mainly punkrock-bands at the beginning of the 1990s,
zogholy entered the world of homerecording with a small 4track tascam in the middle of the 90s. besides various collaborations in the
area of free improvisation (das fax mattinger, markus decker, muteaudio, ...) he did a couple of releases
(ranging from do-it-yourself-style to labels like staalplaat, interstellar records, kuerbis records, wuestenkatz records),
programmed sounds for installations and toured as support for acts like
dat politics, techno animal, david toop, pan sonic, melted men or console.
simple frequencies and analog generated kickdrums passing a system of different filter- and distortion-devices, result in a
steady "ausfransenden" sound: the trial and error priniciple of rythmisized noise. no broadband-white-noise but
distortion and modulations of certain frequencies and envelopes are the main approach - freely quoting
kevin martin and mr oizo.
andre zogholy is social-scientist researcher in the fields of cultur, arts and society. besides soloprojects he´s a sometimes-dj, an activist at qujochoe (www.qujochoe.org)
and never afraid of collaborations.
collabs with: dd kern / didi bruckmayr / fuchs wolfgang / samy zogholy (Dr.GONZOgholy, zogholy and zogholy. chillblains. sister ray. wch-band) / washer andi (guy bored) /
qujOchÖ / social impact / magnus hofmüller / ingo randolf ....