Mi Ami-Steal Your Face.
“This article will attempt to unleash the potential of you creative mind and allow you to create a mental representation of the articulated sounds.”
Have you ever had the feeling that there exists a quasi-force of fate determining the development of independent systems? Music is a system like any other, it grows and adapts in accordance with the influences that sculpt and are in turn sculpted by the environment. The current environment is one of calamity and confusion. Due to the evolution of science and discernible growth of freedom of thought, humans are exposed to gargantuan bodies of information and are simultaneously being confronted with more issues which consequently require answers. Thanks to the internet there is pretty much answers to suit assorted needs that are tailored to perfection just for you, but which is the right answer? Which trend shall I surrender to? Who do I think can offer me comfort and security? This is how I would conceptualise the album I am reviewing. The sound produced by the surreptitious individuals that comprise Mi Ami is, in my mind, the unavoidable next step in the progression of alternative music that represents the erratic journey as one searches for answers by cut and pasting, from a variety of sources, that which seductively attracts one’s interest. Spawning from the eruption of cosmic psychedelia that is currently experiencing a transmigration in San Francisco, the interstellar sounds of Mi Ami will be responsible for chaperoning the minds of many into a trans-dimensional fit of perplexed awareness. Drawing upon a world of diversity, the catalogue of vicious sounds that is ‘Steal Your Face’ concocts a deliciously ratty blend of throat cutting freak-out sessions and mesmerising lo-fi grooves. The kind you would expect to be given off by a vortex of no-wave disco scrambling the life-death continuum. As the width of the vortex gets ever narrower the pure focus of that which is unmentionable increases infinitely in intensity until the inexpressible silence between tracks, which truly does speak volumes, ruefully places you in a dilemma as to whether to put the track on repeat in an attempt to reach the apex of the vortex. However on repeated listens you find out the track is always a millisecond too short and that you are never able to reach that desired state of blissful understanding so you continue to long for your unprecedented arrival.
I’m guessing by now you know exactly how it sounds and that is one thing you can be sure of. Therefore, I needn’t say much more. Mi Ami are signed to the outstanding Thrill Jockey along with another of my current favourite bands Eternal Tapestry (Kraut to the max) and other stormers including Tortoise, Tuung, Mouse On Mars etc. Unfortunately they have recently finished there tour but keep your eyes peel ed (It’s modern abstract).
Words constructed by Luca Dimasio