CD: GoGo Penguin - Man Made Object

Manchester post-jazz trio's Blue Note debut not quite as innovative as they think

Penguins tend to be associated with slow and ungainly progress, slithering about in the snow. Yet there’s nothing cumbersome or awkward about the progress Manchester trio GoGo Penguin has made since emerging on the local jazz scene based around Matt and Phred’s club and their friend Matt Hallsall’s label Gondwana Records, which released their first two albums. In the past year they have broken through with North American audiences, and this, their third album, is not on Gondwana, but – applause – Blue Note. Much more GoGo than Penguin.

The work is well titled. Man Made Object sums up their preoccupations succinctly, explained by pianist Chris Illingworth as an interest in robotics, transhumanism and human augmentation. It’s the relationship between human-acoustic on the one hand and the sounds and techniques of electronic music that moves them. They look like a jazz trio, with Illingworth (who studied classical music) on piano, and Nick Blacka and Rob Turner (both professional jazzers) on bass and drums. They emerged from the Manchester jazz scene, but what they now do is perhaps best described as a kind of acoustic trance, playing electronic loops and floating snatches of melody on acoustic instruments. Illingworth’s classical training can sometimes be heard, not always helpfully, in their floaty, minimalistic piano melodies.

At its worst, it can sound like Billy Joel covering Ulrich Schnauss

It could be an interrogation of the boundaries of form and genre. The danger is that we might get the worst of both worlds: the melodic and rhythmic complexity possible with electronic music is neutered by the limitations of human, acoustic instruments, while the tonal varieties available to acoustic players are flattened by the smooth electronic tunes. Too often, after an opening that flatters with a dark, twitching piano tune or some spiky rhythm, a flavourless piano melody takes over, wafting down over the track like a blanket of snow.

“Unspeakable World” keeps up the rhythmic interest all the way through with some intriguingly knotty interplay between all three instruments, which does reveal their jazz pedigree, while employing the longer melodic phrases of electronic music. Sometimes, though, as on “Initiate” or “Protest”, the bass and drums back off, it begins to sound repetitive, and the sound is not so much groove as rut. There are some great passages of intense rhythmic and melodic interrogation, but the intensity isn’t sustained. At its worst, it can sound like Billy Joel covering Ulrich Schnauss. Man-made, yes, but intelligently crafted, or a bit synthetic?

@matthewwrighter

Add comment

The content of this field is kept private and will not be shown publicly.

Plain text

  • No HTML tags allowed.
  • Lines and paragraphs break automatically.
  • Web page addresses and email addresses turn into links automatically.
It could be an interrog- ation of the boundaries of form and genre

rating

3

explore topics

share this article

the future of arts journalism

You can stop theartsdesk.com closing!

We urgently need financing to survive. Our fundraising drive has thus far raised £33,000 but we need to reach £100,000 or we will be forced to close. Please contribute here: https://gofund.me/c3f6033d

And if you can forward this information to anyone who might assist, we’d be grateful.

Subscribe to theartsdesk.com

Thank you for continuing to read our work on theartsdesk.com. For unlimited access to every article in its entirety, including our archive of more than 15,000 pieces, we're asking for £5 per month or £40 per year. We feel it's a very good deal, and hope you do too.

To take a subscription now simply click here.

And if you're looking for that extra gift for a friend or family member, why not treat them to a theartsdesk.com gift subscription?

more new music

Young composer and esoteric veteran achieve alchemical reaction in endless reverberations
Two hours of backwards-somersaults and British accents in a confetti-drenched spectacle
The Denton, Texas sextet fashions a career milestone
The return of the artist formerly known as Terence Trent D’Arby
Contagious yarns of lust and nightlife adventure from new pop minx
Exhaustive box set dedicated to the album which moved forward from the ‘Space Ritual’ era
Hauntingly beautiful, this is a sombre slow burn, shifting steadily through gradients
A charming and distinctive voice stifled by generic production