DAVID TOOP
HOT PANTS IDOL
1/ Short Circuit (Toop,Laswell) 2.09
Bill Laswell
2/ The Vending Machine (Toop,Schutze) 9.10
Paul Schutze
3/ Wing Beats (DT,Hassell,Lockett,Eastley) 5.25
Jon Hassell with Spirit World
4/ White Powder/The Spiders (Toop,Peebles) 6.13
Sarah Peebles
5/ Ink Of The Ants (Toop,Mills) 3.10
Russell Mills/Undark
6/ Immersion Gallery (Toop,Pemberton) 3.23
Daniel Pemberton
7/ Crimson Hood (Toop,Rimbaud) 6.39
Scanner
8/ The Ten Commandments (Toop,Oswald) 2.39
John Oswald
9/ A Cartographic Anomaly (Toop,Roome) 4.54
Witchman
10/ The Long Sleep (Toop,Recchion) 5.43
Tom Recchion
11/ Neo-Noir (Toop,Cuni,Durand) 7.16
Amelia Cuni/Wener Durand
12/ Pink Fluffy Cubicle On Mercurius Port (Toop,Singh) 5.57
Talvin Singh
13/ Dream Fluid Laboratory (Toop,Chatham) 3.18
Rhys Chatham
14/ Art Of Ruins (Toop,Gita) 1.26
Slipper
Music Compilation and readings by David Toop
Produced by David Toop, April 1999, London, England.
Music on track 1 created at Orange Music, West Orange, New Jersey
Stories edited and extracted from "Exotica; Fabricated Soundscapes in a Real World"
by David Toop.
1999 - Barooni Records (Netherlands), bar 020 (CD)
REVIEWS :
Beware once more, for here we have spoken text and music. Welcome to the
apocalyptical world of David Toop, writer composer, visionary. Toop reads
from his latest work Exotica which he terms "the art of ruins." The word
itself was 'invented' by Toop to describe the Hollywood misappropriation of
pan Asian African musics, restyled to an easy listening format, courtesy of
the likes of Les Baxter and Martin Denny in the late 1950's. The word that
comes to mind with Hot Pants Idol is apocalyptic. Toop's world is partly
comprised of imagined spider creatures who entice worms with high frequency
hypnotic signals, visions of burning islands, new world maps, decaying
ecologies, worlds reversed, Charlton Heston and Cecil B. Mille's film
masterpiece, the once world of drive in theatres, Ringo Lam films
philosophies- no money no time just do it. < "That was the kind of art I
liked, the kind of art that fed my own inner despair.">, the birth and death
of mysterious islands off Sumatra, conspiracy theory, mass suicide of the
cartographers of this new world, Japanese haiku collides with Les Baxter
lounging by the pool haunted by the memories of too long ago to remember. It's
a somewhat confusing jungle of thoughts, which takes time to find your way
through, let alone to be comfortable with what you are hearing, vocal or
musical. I really like what I'm hearing. Initially seduced into purchasing
this by the prospect of hearing some new material by Jon Hassell, it is the
contributions by the other musicians who make this such an equal and enjoyable
experience. Oswald's lush string arrangements on The Ten Commandments are
first rate but at 2'39" far too short. Laswell himself opens with a short
piece of insect noise, Gamelan chimes and ambiences, followed by the
futuristic soundings of Paul Schutze. This segues nicely into the Jon Hassell
piece Wing Beats, where Toop joins in playing flute and wah guitar. Hassell is
of course his usual shamanic self, creating more fourth world fusionscapes to
lose yourself in. I wonder why Toop didn't get more involved in terms of
musical content, after all he has been recording for quite a number of years
now. Toop's narrative style is low key, at times it sounds like he is
muttering to himself. It took some time to comprehend what he was going on
about, though thankfully the cd comes with texts. It's almost like the ghost
of Kurtz has come back to haunt us all. I can hear him now still whispering
the truth....The horror, the horror. I guess if you think you can do better,
Toop invites you to do it to your own soundtrack if you're that way inclined.
It all melds so effortlessly that it becomes difficult to hear where one track
starts or finishes. Oddly enough as there are so many contributors with
varying styles on this recording, you almost expect this project to be
eclectic and all over the place, but this is not the case here. Possibly
because there are so many musical inter connections here between the
musicians, that it sounds complete and unified. Everyone influences everyone
else, and the whole entity feeds off itself as it evolves. It's a recording
that will divide listeners for various reasons, not the least due to the
spoken word content. I'm very impressed by what I'm hearing. History will no
doubt judge Toop for the visionary that he really is.
Hans Stoeve (courtesy of the Nadabrahma website)
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The outer limits of music and consciousness are fearlessly explored upon Hot Pants Idol (Barooni). A captivating extrapolation of estranged literary exoticism, the multiple layers of sound and meaning are sumptously displayed like hallucinatory veils, as a fictitious netherworld is sculpted into a global surreality. Narrator David Toop and a supporting cast of sympathetic musical nomads (Jon Hassell w/ Spirit World, Paul Schütze, Bill Laswell, Talvin Singh, Russell Mills/Undark, Scanner, Amelia Cuni/Werner Durand, Rhys Chatham, Witchman, Tom Recchion, Sarah Peebles, John Oswald, Daniel Pemberton and Slipper) meticulously amplify the sound of independent mindstates but miraculously produce a cohesively seductive jackanory for opium eaters on a diet of Paul Bowles and Max Ernst.
Kevin Martin (courtesy of the Motion website)