But he's legendary.
His name alone (Emch) has been the subject of phonetic discourses, beginning predicatably, "What the F.. kind of name is that?"
Emch.
It has been shouted in households across the nation, as a non-sensical, ejaculatory uluation.
The word "Emch" has been used as a verb.
"In tiger skin loin cloth, he Emched his way across the jungle canopy."
Or gerunds...
"Damn, that's some filthy Emching right there."
Maybe that's why he goes by the name of Subatomic Sound System these days.
Cuz the Emch is a sensitive soul. The Emch is an artist. The Emch is a lover and a fighter. The Emch stands for entertainment that improves the planet, and expands your mental horizons.
And Subatomic Sound System has a new albumn out; a concetration of nectars that the Emch has been harvesting for the last two decades.
Take dub reggae, like Pablo Augustus, or Lee Scratch Perry, or newer, Rusko, then, add avant garde electronic sensibilities, say, Flying Lotus, and even 70's Miles Davis, On the Corner era, and you're getting close.
The guy has been collecting sound since the early 80's in Seattle Wa., where sanctuary and sanity were first discovered in the meliflous riffing of Randy Rhoads, Stevie Ray Vaughan, and Manitas de Plata. From there, music lead him from diverse local bands like the U-Men and Killgore Trout, to the world, like Fela Kuti. I have a hard time finding music he hasn't heard, so I often challenge myself to do so- (and yeah, recently, I introduced him to Smood, and I always like beating him to the punch. In the past, I got him into Jane's Addiction. I take credit for Eddie Palmieri, and Omar Sosa, too.)
Needless to say, the guy personifies a love of music in all its variety, only insisting that it has soul.
His new albumn certainly has that.
In fact, his eclecticism finally gets served in all its variety, pairing both Lee Scratch Perry, the dub pioneer heemself, and David Lynch, the avant garde film maker, with badass Jamaican chant masters like Anthony B.
You won't really know what to think on the first listen, because you haven't really heard stuff like it before. but after a third listen, your ear accomodates the poly-sonic vibe, senses the innate ruminations on peace and justice, and creates a desire for equally strong elixer, and an exploratory dance floor with like minded argonauts.
So, check it out. The Emch-neesh is for real.
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