The only album of this amazing Swedish band was released in 1973 on Harvest label and consisted truly powerful collection of largely instrumental and improvised heavy progressive music, characterized by catchy and adventurous melodies, massive, powerful and fluid guitar playing, very solid and inventive drumming, fine keyboards phrases and nice sax and flute passages. lt’s worth noting that of the five tracks, only two lasted less than 7 minutes. In sharp contrast to rather ugly and slightly disgusting cover the Panta Rei’s music was very matured and truly excellent. lt’s an album which can't be missed! This CD was carefully remastered from the original, analogue source and now sounds great!
"God Bless the Chilled" is an amazing compilation, and it's beautifully mixed from start to finish. This Album pays homage to almost the entire history of electronic music, from Harry Hosano and Conrad Schnizler to contemporary artists such as Rei Harakami and Simon Posford's Shpongle.
These singers harmonize through mysterious songs about strange and ordinary, things–through beautiful female lead singing, with fascinating percussion and horn background, and bass that is perfect to balance the variety of harmonies. This is not like Manhattan Transfer, no, it is more personal, more immediate. The impression is latin and contemplative, while being no-nonsense and straightforward in expression. It is a wonderful mix of the familiar and the unfamiliar, the new and the understandable.
BIS has done it again! If you’ve been collecting any of the marvelous unknown composers that this label has been advocating over the years, including Tubin, Tveitt, Klami, or (from this source) Guarnieri, then you’re going to love this fabulous new disc of music by Brazilian composer Francisco Mignone (1897-1986). He’s best known today for his shorter piano pieces, which appear on numerous Latin American keyboard music collections–but there’s much more to him than that. The son of Italian immigrants, Mignone’s music sounds like an Afro-Brazilian homage to Respighi, Puccini, and Stravinsky–but as happens so often in these cases, whatever he may lack in sheer originality he more than makes up for in melodic spontaneity and in finding a mix of ingredients that is his alone. This disc, which shows the work of a superb craftsman and an orchestrator every bit on the level of the three composers just mentioned, only whets the appetite for more–much more.
On his first full-fledged solo album, Byrne indulges his fascination with Latin and South American musical styles, employing a variety of native musicians but mixing up the sounds to suit his own distinctly non-purist vision and singing over the tracks the same kind of witty, oddball lyrics found on Talking Heads albums…