Milo Fine is all about the aesthetics of the unusual, the Byzantine, and the results are resoundingly atmospheric. Broken into seven chapters, the first three parts are collaborative explorations of cinematic-style ambiance, while the other four parts involve the rants of an ancient, slightly out-of-tune piano trying to live up to the notion of a legendary jazz improvisational master. The album opens up with a 26-minute-long experiment that's both unsettling and intriguing in a way that makes you want to rip your ears off. Scratchy, random string sounds coupled with an ominous drone give an overall sensation of doom and gloom somewhat reminiscent of a David Lynch film. During the second song, saxophonist Jaron Childs treats us to one minute of electro-metallic screeching caught between an old school kettle and the terrified screams of a wildcat. This album leaves much to be desired, as it both confuses and nauseates, much like the idea of a child having a seizure on a piano.
(Emanem)Milo Fine
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BY Miné SalkinPublished May 19, 2009