[eh?123]Eloine + Ypsmael / Coims
[eh?122]John Collins McCormick
Healthy Alternative To Thinking
[eh?121]charles lareau
Box of Black
[eh?118]Jeff Surak
Eris I Dysnomia
[eh?117]Terrie Ex & Jaap Blonk
[eh?116]Erin Demastes
Thing Music
[eh?115]Kal Spelletich
The Blessing of the ZHENGKE ZGA37RG
[eh?113]Tech Riders
For Eternity
[eh?112]Abigail Smith
Indochina Soundscraps
The Realisation That Someone Has Been Stood Behind You Your Entire Life
[eh?110]Johannes Bergmark / Guido Hübner
nisip noaptea
[eh?109]Seeded Plain
Flying Falling
The Furies Inside Me OST
[eh?107]Jaap Blonk
Joyous Junctures
[eh?106]Sindre Bjerga
Hesitation Marks
[eh?105]Patrick Shiroishi / Arturo Ibarra
LA Blues
Atomnye Deti
[eh?103]Seeded Plain
Buffets Close Suddenly
[eh?102]Tania Chen & Jon Leidecker
Live In Japan
[eh?101]Cookie Tongue
Orphan Arms
monument 36
[eh?99]Bill Brovold
Misty Nights
[eh?97]L. Eugene Methe and Megan Siebe
Revisited, Revisited, Revisited
[eh?96]Felipe Araya
[eh?95]Eoin Callery
[eh?93]Bad Jazz
[eh?92]Ernesto Diaz-Infante
My Benign Swords
[eh?91]Larnie Fox
In The Cathedral of Airplanes
[eh?90]Tom Djll
[eh?89]Leonard * Day * Jerman
[eh?88]Das Torpedoes
Qu Nar
[eh?87]Ben Bennett & John Collins McCormick
[eh?86]Daniel Wyche
Our Severed Sleep
[eh?85]Seeded Plain
Spill Containment
[eh?84]Bad Jazz
Bad Dreams In The Night
[eh?83]Chefkirk & Andrew Quitter
Kaiju Manifestos
[eh?82]Venison Whirled
[eh?81]Gary Rouzer
Studies and Observations of Domestic Shrubbery
[eh?80]Unrepeatable Quartet
Edmonton 2012
[eh?79]Stefan Roigk
[eh?78]Lucky Bone
[eh?77]Jeffrey Alexander
No Sacred Snow, No Sacred Show
[eh?76]Bruno Duplant / Pedro Chambel / Fergus Kelly
(Winter Pale) Red Sun
[eh?74]Graves / Kreimer / Wilsey / Bachmann
The July Amalgam
[eh?73]Sky Thing
Virgin Journalist
[eh?72]Cactus Truck
Live in USA
[eh?71]Various Artists
Hammer, Anvil, Stirrup
[eh?70]Alice Hui-Sheng Chang, Park Seungjun and Jin Sangtae
Live at Dotolim
[eh?69]Edward Ricart & Tim Daisy
Yiu Ja Ley
[eh?68]Chagas And Schafer
Gesture To The Declining Sun
Plasma Clusters
[eh?66]Jeff Kaiser / Nicolas Deyoe
Chimney Liquor
[eh?65]Close Embrace of the Earth
At the Spirits Rejoice Festival
[eh?64]Jean-Marc Montera & Francesco Calandrino
Idi Di Marzo
[eh?63]Un Nu
[eh?62]Bailly / Millevoi / Moffett
Strange Falls
[eh?61]Jacob Felix Heule & Bryce Beverlin II
Space Sickness
Mud Layer Cake
[eh?58]Strongly Imploded
Twilight of Broken Machines
we must leave the warren
Moist Areas
[eh?55]Eloine & Sabrina Siegel
Nature's Recomposition 33
Any Port In A Storm
[eh?53]Eckhard Gerdes
!Evil Scuff Mud
[eh?52]Psychotic Quartet
[eh?51]Federico Barabino
Can You Listen To the Silence Between the Notes?
The Fruit Witch of Ancient Salamander
[eh?48]Ember Schrag
Jephthah's Daughter
[eh?47]Massimo Falascone / Bob Marsh
Non Troppo Lontano
[eh?46]Delplanque / Oldman
Chapelle de l'Oratoire
[eh?45]The Epicureans
A Riddle Within a Conundrum Within a Game
[eh?44]Croatan Ensemble
[eh?43]Man's Last Great Invention
[eh?42]Sad Sailor
Link to the Outside World
[eh?41]Ricardo Arias / Miguel Frasconi / Keiko Uenishi
[eh?40]Andreas Brandal
This Is Not For You
[eh?39]Gamma Goat
Beard of Sound, Beard of Sand
[eh?38]John Dikeman / Jon Barrios / Toshi Makihara
We Need You
[eh?37]David Moscovich
Ass Lunch
Four Plus One
I Manage To Get Out by a Secret Door
Dirty Realism
[eh?33]Jesse Krakow
World Without Nachos
Wave the Old Wave
[eh?30]Bryan Day
Four Televisions
Hear Here
Yama Labam A
[eh?27]Shelf Life
[eh?26]Papier Mache
[eh?25]Papier Mache

Jesse Krakow - World Without Nachos
CD-R (New York, NY)

-my name is jesse
-hello people
-it’s not really there
-i love to stop
-think about you
-hands full of hands full of beef
-there is a reason
-beans ‘n rice
-i’m going to do it
-i’m so happy
-i’m learning to trying to like golfing
-in the bathroom there’s a clown
-freedom loaf
-why are you so ugly?
-e yays
-the la la la beef song
-chakka makka chakka
-don’t be like an asshole
-sunday mountain friends
-take me back to tacoville
-passport to funkyland
-fuck me on christmas
-my name is dehdehdehdeh
-i lovethis children
-i yell for ice cream
-do you hear that sound? that’s me!
-grammar man
-so urban
-i am urban
-me and my laser friends
-feeling deep inside
-potatoes eguardo
-do it tonight
-giveth to me mine groove
-what happens when it snows
-the sun is shining
-when a butt is creamy
-guy has a thing
-i know that i agree
-i’ll do the thing
-clown is mine
-i told yas ‘bout da kreamy klownz
-world without nachos
-we all make cake
-people with emotional emotions
-coffehouse blues
-oh sasha!
-are you me?
-i have a name
-the king of rock ‘n roll
-i’m not that straight
-i have a style
-let’s go floopy
-what i do for fun
-juanita has some gas
-i am very smart
-what’s that spell?
-eating lunch is nice
-rock and roll music
-i am so fucking cool
-how in the world?
-slap the blues away
-cow goes moo
-don’t pretend i love you
-i love you
-i am dum
-when the clown is gay
-would you like some beans?
-who gives a shit?
-i will love you tomorrow

All songs written, produced, and performed by Jesse Krakow

(Smother) When your album is 38 minutes long and has 72 tracks, you’re either a ridiculous grindcore band, insane, or Jesse Krakow. Sure Krakow is a little nutty, with the majority of the tracks on “World without Nachos” being no longer than twenty seconds, but it’s fucking funny and worth a full damn listen. Hell his tracks are diverse and catchy enough to have been expanded upon and be longer, but why repeat a chorus or a verse when you can do it once in 12 seconds and get your damn message across? Goddamn I want to meet this guy… Total lo-fi off-kilter apartment rock tracks that this veteran of one seriously awesome band (Time of Orchids anyone?) should be proud to show off. - J-Sin (Editor's Pick)

(Sea of Tranquility) From the mind of offbeat singer/songwriter/musician Jesse Krakow comes World Without Nachos — a most bizarre collection of 72 (that's right, 72) tracks ranging in length from 4 seconds to a whopping one minute and 38 seconds. Actually, these bursts of creative(?) energy are more like snippets of something much larger that never materializes during the course of nearly 38 alternately uncomfortable and exhilarating minutes that (very) occasionally aspire to Beck and the Beach Boys. Just for kicks, here are a few songs titles — although I refuse to list all of them below: "Don't Be Like An Asshole," "Take Me Back to Tacoville," "People with Emotional Emotions" and "When the Clown Is Gay." He calls it "the most extreme type of pop music ever." Unabashedly out of tune throughout the course of World Without Nachos, Krakow nevertheless has a musical pedigree that includes stints in several bands you've probably never heard of, plus Fast 'N' Bulbous, a seven-piece group playing Captain Beefheart songs affiliated with respected prog label Cuneiform Records. Krakow says this thing was tediously made on Garageband software, using mouse clicks to record every synth sound, drum beat and bass line. And this music does flow together in a twisted, mind-numbing sort of way, which is why some listeners will no doubt consider Krakow's ode to attention-deficit disorder pure genius. But if he had bothered to flesh out even a handful of the sonic ideas here and turned them into the actual "mega-pop" songs he envisioned, World Without Nachos would have been a lot tastier. - Michael Popke

(Ampersand Etcetera) Jesse Krakow World Without Nachos (eh? 33). Krakow had a release on Public Eyesore, and is, from my web search, something of a journeyman across a range of serious groups. I say this because this album, like the last, is a lo-fi outsider piece: there are 72 named tracks across its 38 minutes, which means that there are some very short tracks (4 seconds is the shortest) and no very long ones (1:38 is the winner there). The pieces are dominated by Krakow's voice - a sort of friendly drawl which occasionally does different accents - his seemingly untrained guitar (which at times reveals his skill) and percussion (a drum machine I would guess). Using 4 track recording he does some over dubs (most noticeably vocal) and there is some electronics (Me and my laser friends or extensive strings on I am dum). While the album appears as a collection of doodles, songs such as I am learning to like golfing or So urban belie the hidden writing component, where at times the mulitvocal harmonies recall the Beach Boys. Many of the songs are 'mere' stings - 51 to 53 are single sentences (I am the king of rock but I don't like crowns) with simple backing, but as they expand they demonstrate some complexity as in the title track which asks 'how can you live in a world without nachos' twice over strums, but stretches the final harmony of the dish into a magic tone or I will love you tomorrow which is a complete harmonised song, with building synth chords and the guitar, ending in a looping guitar strum and percussive beat and imploration to the 'girl' - but the songs are really too compressed for any real analysis. The topics canvas personal weaknesses, food, love, coolness and friendship (and its mirrors). At times disturbing, amusing, entertaining and usually musical this is a strange and frustrating release-you get the feeling that there are some great somgs which could emerge from here, but it is as if the Beatles had sung 'I want to hold your haaaann' or Amy Winehouse 'Rehab? no no no no Rehab, nooooo'. But just go with the flow as this sketchbook washes its changes over you, and enjoy it. - Jeremy Keens

(Vital Weekly) A long time ago we encountered the music of Jesse Krakow, with his 'Oceans In The Sun' release (see Vital Weekly 431) and here he returns with 'World Without Nachos', with thirty-eight minutes of music, but with no less than seventy-two songs - that's less than thirty seconds per track. Some are longer and some are shorter. Krakow still sings, plays keyboards and guitar. The recording certainly has improved over the years, and even have multiple vocal layers, and some of these songs could certainly expand beyond the mere second that they last now. Certified weirdness all around here. It's actually very funny but the briefness of the songs make sure that it's hard for any song to stick in your brain. That's a pity. - Frans de Waard

(Disagreement) Yes, you read correctly. It’s not a typo: Jesse Krakow’s new album really sports 72 songs, in under forty minutes, and no, this is not some noisy grindcore inferno. Those familiar with his previous genial solo effort Oceans In The Sun (which had about thirty songs in forty minutes) know more or less what to expect. The musical whizz-kid who is also active in such diverse bands like Time Of Orchids (avant prog), PAK (no wave jazz noise) and We Are The Musk Brigade (anarcho freeform experimentalism) must have been too lazy to write real songs, so we get anything ranging from four seconds to never longer than two minutes on World Without Nachos, something like a brainstorm of indie pop ideas, full of “instantly forgettable” (to quote the artist) ideas that will certainly grab your attention for a few seconds until something new is coming up. This could be irritating, but the concept of the CD is clearly out to overwhelm the listener in an onslaught of could-have-been songs that never really make it into real compositions. Just take the time to listen to the second track, Hello People, and it’s hard or even impossible to understand how such a brilliant hook can be wasted on a one minute song. Stylistically, we get lo-fi indie pop with acoustic guitars, keyboards, simple but nice drum computers and sometimes strangely professionally arranged vocal harmonies that make obvious that Jesse Krakow must have put a lot of effort into the arrangements. This is not just a piece of throw-away plastic. If you need comparisons, take an even more childish They Might Be Giants, or a better produced Ariel Pink. I won’t say now that World Without Nachos is a great album. It doesn’t have the emotional depth of the unsurpassable Oceans In The Sun (which still finds its way into my CD player even nearly four years after its release), but it’s an original conceptual idea to cram as many catchy hooks into a short forty minutes, and that deserves respect, as well as the fact that Jesse Krakow seems to be at ease in every musical genre, even if this album heads clearly into a lo-fi indie pop direction.

(Aiding and Abetting) At first listen, you might get the sense that Krakow is something of a polished Wesley Willis. After a few songs, you realize that this is more like a deconstruction of the whole indie pop thing. Krakow has impeccable pop instincts, and he undercuts them on almost every song. That each song tends to be shorter than a minute simply proves the point. Goofy and annoying, but astoundingly involving as well. - Jon Worley

(Sodapop) Non so se vi ricordate della Eh?, ad ogni modo si tratta di una costola di quella che un volta era la Public Eyesore, etichetta molto interessante; la Eh? solitamente è più virata sulla sperimentazione e sull’elettroacustica, ma non in questo caso. Jesse Krakow è un simpatico cantautore stonato americano che finisce sempre nel calderone del "ci fa o ci è?", chitarra acustica, cori, pezzi ben scritti e ben suonati e sempre 'sta voce che sbava le note senza arrivare a prenderle fino al pitch giusto. Senza quest’ultima peculiarità si tratterebbe di un disco di folk made in Usa per nulla noioso e molto andante, pur non essendo un grandissimo fan del genere non c’è dubbio sul fatto che il nostro sciamannato stia ai Pavement come i Pavement stanno all'indie rock suonato preciso... certo con l’unica grossa differenza che i Pavement sono fighi, lui mica troppo. Divertente, quel tanto allampanato da risultare simpatico e cazzone a sufficienza da far sorridere, ma non siamo né di fronte a Daniel Johnston né al cospetto di un nuovo Beck. Il titolo e la musica fanno sorgere spontanea la domanda se il nostro amico sia stato pestato più volte nel corridoio della scuola dal capitano della squadra di football, non credo che fosse l’effetto che voleva ottenere, ma personaggi come questo e film come Juno ti fanno simpatizzare con tutti i serial killer statunitensi: parliamoci chiaro, stanno facendo un onorevole lavoro di "street cleanning" e se il risultato è questo o la desolazione della provincia americana alla Gummo, viene da pensare che il depopolazionismo non eticamente/legalmente/umanamente/filantropicamente corretto sia quasi un’opera sociale... kill 'em all. - Andrea Ferraris

(Bad Alchemy) JESSE KRAKOW ist als Bassist von PAK und Time Of Orchids kein Niemand. Aber wer hätte geahnt, dass in ihm ein nicht zu bändigender Singer-Songwriter steckt, der die World Without Nachos (eh?33, CD-R) beglückt mit 72 (!) Liedchen - oder wie soll man seinen gecroonten Output sonst nennen? - und dafür nur 37 Minuten braucht. Neben simpler Schrappelgitarrenbegleitung multitrackt er soulige Backgroundchöre, er lässt eine Drummachine klopfen und Synthis schwallen und orgeln, bläst Saxophon und pumpt sich so zu einer mehrzungigen, vielarmigen Clown- Clone-Band auf mit Brian-Wilson‘esken Arrangierambitionen, die jedoch gern über ihren Unernst stolpern. Für die ungenierte Lebensnähe von Krakows Humor sprechen Titel wie ‚Hands Full Of Beer‘, ‚Don‘t be Like An Asshole‘ oder ‚Fuck Me On Christmas‘ Bände, von ‚Cow Goes Moo‘, ‚I Am Dum‘ und ‚I Am Very Smart‘ ganz zu schweigen. Dazu bekrabbelt er manchmal die Gitarre so à la Chadbourne, dass es kaum Zufall sein kann. Dann wieder jubiliert es aus allen Trichtern, dass es eine wahre Freude ist, obwohl der Stil durchwegs undefiniert bleibt, weil Krakow bei seinen Songs in the Key of Z ständig zwischen Rock‘n‘Roll, Soul, Blues und augenzwinkernd aufgeblusterten Möchtegernschlagern zappt und dabei nicht damit hinterm Berg hält, dass er schwul ist. File under: ‚When The Clown Is Gay‘.

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