Logic would suggest that it would be difficult to sink your teeth into an iron apple. For the sake of argument, don’t try. It’s not worth fighting the dentist and your dental plan to see if it works. Similarly, Ui’s The Iron Apple presents the same quandry: it sounds and feels like a good enough treat, but needs a bit more substance to make it fully embraceable.
Case in point: five songs, three of which contain the word “Pietro” (“Blue Pietro,” “Golden Pietro,” “Run Pietro”). Ah, but if we were judging artists on their song titles, what would we do with Kid Rock? Despite the sparseness of the record, however, it’s success lies in its haphazardness, the very value that makes it almost unapproachable. Picture Stereolab and Pavement covering one of Beck’s obscure, bizarre, hidden tracks. If you can imagine this, you’re getting the idea-instrumental dementia. It’s nearly impossible to find any sort of rhythm. What you get instead is a wild, stunted array of sounds and instruments that almost seem like they were extracted from other songs.
All in all, despite its total running time of just over 18 minutes, The Iron Apple is an interesting little piece of semi-inspired absurdity. Pietro would be pleased.
// Notes from the Road
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