Prediction and Warning //

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Eastcote Studios, London
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Wednesday, April 11, 2012
  • 1. Seismic Waves (06:21)
  • 2. Montparnasse Derailment (03:24)
  • 3. Combustion (02:54)
  • 4. Convection (03:59)
  • 5. Atmospheric Pressure (06:22)
  • 6. Black Death (Steve's March) (05:52)
  • 7. Land of Famine (11:21)
  • 8. Inferno (03:25)

"from the very beginning hits you with complex percussive elements that will perplex you while you silently mouth WTF! . . . makes me think that Igor Stravinsky's "Rites Of Spring" was spliced with Edgard Varèse's "Densities". . . . Hands down one of the best records of 2013 thus far!" - Chuck Bettis, Downtown Music Gallery

"bombards the listener from every direction, leading to fever-pitch moments where the border between live drum kit and digital sound file disappears, amounting to what sounds a hybrid of The White Noise, Evol’s Punani Rubber and Stockhausen’s Kontakte all on 78 rpm, playing forwards and backwards at random." - Christopher Olson, The Liminal

"The Mori/Noble duo’s interactions are as bold as they are complex and incessant; gestures in sound, in which physical impulses are expressed spontaneously, honed only by the seasoned improvisors’ spontaneity and instinctive rapport; their sound is capricious and compulsive." - Tim Owen, Dalston Sound

"the flow of ideas is absolutely unrelenting and largely resistant to description in words or comparison with existing improvisers" - Matthew Earnshaw, Felix

“Noble and Mori allow their playing to roam free, its guiding principles being a mutual desire to generate propulsive, rhythmic music and to respond to one another with reactions which are uncannily in sync. The end result is a stunning, adrenalin-inducing tour de force." John Eyles, All About Jazz

"Mori's manipulations, ranging from fizzing splutters and exhalations to insectoid hums amplified beyond bearing, veer dizzyingly toward and away from the Englishman's trajectory. At best they stagger into a crazed syncopation of sudden silences and lurching clatter . . . One of the most appealing elements of Noble's arsenal lies in his deployment of an array of untethered cymbals and gongs, smote as if part of a deranged gamelan orchestra . . . whatever the weather, they prove an inspired twosome." - John Sharpe, The New York City Jazz Record