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Los Angeles, CA
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Los Angeles, CA
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September 09, 2010
Long Beach, CA
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September 10, 2010
Los Angeles, CA
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Los Angeles, CA
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September 12, 2010
Irvine, CA
UC Irvine
September 12, 2010
Irvine, CA
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Bottom of the Hudson
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Jukeboxer
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Life Without Buildings
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Summer at Shatter Creek
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Thingy
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Xiu Xiu
Jukeboxer
 
Folk music has reached its next plateau in Jukeboxer's new album In The Foodchain. (That's folk music as in naive-yet-knowing hymns to nature and the cosmos, not as in goateed guys strumming away at three chords in the cafe on Friends.)

Jukeboxer is the rightful heir to pure folk heroes like Incredible String Band and Pentangle, and a spiritual brother to oft-lauded new avant folkies like Animal Collective. The music that Jukeboxer makes is scenic and pastoral, serene and sublime. Unexpected combinations of organic instruments like banjo and tablas come together all over In The Foodchain, forming new madrigals and baroque bursts.

Noah's longtime collaborating vocalist Amy Jones sings like a cloistered medieval nun - with restraint and precision, tempered by a sultriness simmering below the surface. Tower Recordings percussionist Tim Barnes adds mystic drumming. Besides that, Jukeboxer is mainly Noah Wall - a musician who can play something like 30 instruments, and who possesses a compositional sense that's more classical than verse-chorus-verse.

Jukeboxer songs build in dramatic ways, relying on density and sensation more than easy hooks (though he's got those nailed as well). This structural sense, knowing exactly where a song should go "sshhh" or "Boom," is put to killer effect in the Jukeboxer home recording process. Because, if you didn't already know, Noah Wall is to the digital home studio what Joe Meek was to the unwieldy analogue boards of his time - total virtuoso...

Wait. Let's start this again.

Electronic music has reached its next plateau in Jukeboxer's new album In The Foodchain. (That's electronic music as in synthesizer-driven romance, not as in 5-hour trance DJ sets that sound like a PC giving a filibuster.)

Jukeboxer ties up the most polarized electronic music strands: Soft Cell and Depeche Mode's new romanticism on one hand, the stuttering beauty of Fennesz's laptop on the other. The music that Jukeboxer makes is lush and layered, nostalgic synth lines and contemporary sonic glitches. Unexpected combinations of digital system dirt and sweeping melodic figures come together all over In The Foodchain, forming perfect synth pop for right now (a time when even my grandmother is thinking about buying a mini iPod).

Noah's longtime collaborating vocalist Amy Jones has the deadpan delivery of a British new wave girl down pat - coolness tempered with fragility. Besides her, Jukeboxer is mainly Noah Wall - a technical master of keyed (and other) instruments made by Japanese people. His deft way with a little black box comes through strongest in the production he does for his songs at his home studio in Brooklyn. Listen to In The Foodchain on headphones and be transported through a plush motherboard of the mind.

Jukeboxer's new album ebbs and flows in dramatic surges, fully realized pop gems emerging here and there from a gauzy ether. If you allow this record the time it takes to listen to all the way through just once, it is wuite likely to become one of your favorite movies.

Understood? Jukeboxer is the ideal tuneful utterance of a music geek who came of age in the record-collecting obsessed American 1990's. Feed rare psych and folk sides, dusty Chrome and New Order records and the entire Matador Records classics canon into a Jukebox and what do you get? In The Foodchain.
In The Food Chain CD (Absolutely Kosher, 2004)
Parenthetical 7in (Absolutely Kosher, 2003)
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Jukeboxer - In The Food Chain
CD - $10.00

 
The long-awaited sophomore effort and Absolutely Kosher debut from Brooklyn's Jukeboxer. Noah Wall's innovative composition imaginatively fuses textured, gentle electronic music with old English folk and sparkling, breezey pop. Alluring and full of depth, In the Foodchain pushed the envelope while pulling you closer. You won't hear another record quite like this one anytime soon. (AK042)
Jukeboxer - Parenthetical
7in - $3.00

 
Jukeboxer is Brooklyn's Noah Wall and friends. We've been raving about these folks for over a year now, since we first heard their hidden gem of a debut, Jukeboxer Learns The Alphabet, and we are now finally going to release something by them. Organic electronic music of the greatest sort, dwelling between Terry Riley and casio-core, the Magnetic Fields and Morr Music, Tall Dwarfs and (dare I say) Stereolab. This three song 7" EP clocks in at twelve and a half minutes and serves as a welcome teaser to Jukeboxer In The Foodchain, the band's next album, to be released by Absolutely Kosher in 2004. This is also the first 7" we've ever done. Limited to 400 copies worldwide. (AK032)
Jukeboxer - Learns the Alphabet
CD - $10.00

 
The debut release from Brooklyn's Noah Wall and the newest addition to the Absolutely Kosher family. Playfully challenging electronic music drifting somewhere between the irresistible keyboard melodies of the Magnetic Fields and cerebral blips and bloops of the Morr Records posse. This ain't no new wave disco (though that does sound like fun). Original and endearing, just the way we like it. On First Love.