I had a teacher once who said the great danger in philosophy is that it all becomes interesting. I also had philosophy classes that left me dizzy (actually, physically) from trying to understand what was going on.

I'm not sure if the transitive property applies between music and philosophy, but I've been listening to this record for months now and it's very, well, interesting, and it makes me feel a little bit dizzy. It's neither quiet nor loud, neither fast nor slow, and I'm not sure if I know what's going on when I listen to it. I'm not even sure if I like it, although I am certainly interested. Barnes' rattling and rolling percussion (he's of the small-object and head-manipulation school) works quite well with turntables, and the turntables work quite well together. Kajiwara and Rosenfeld are not of the pomo recognizeable-shards persuasion. They play, in fact, much like Barnes (whose Quakebasket label released this 40-minute set). The record is thick with sparse sound, if such a thing is possible, and neither enjoyment nor discomfit seem to be the point. It's not an assault, and it's far from ambient. It's noisy, but not quite chaotic. It's well-executed, diverse and well-recorded. And, for better or worse, it's quite interesting.