Crooked
An adjective - when something is said to be crooked, it is bent, twisted or not in a straight line. Thus a deformed object is crooked. For example: the picture is crooked- move it a little to the left. In this it is conveyed that the picture was not properly hung.
Crooked to me ...
Crooked can mean many things, but for me the heart of it is to be different. I see the world skewed, I see the world crooked, I feel it, experience it & hear it in the only way I know how. My way. Each one of us has this one little thing that is individual to us and we should all cherish it like a priceless jewel.
This little E.P is not a grand statement on individualism, society, the world or some kind of half arsed political statement, it is simply music. Crooked music maybe, but it's all mine.
Tracklisting:
- Crooked
- Mega Mega
- I Still Dream Of You
- Reminders
- A Serpentine Tale
Calika
Simon Kealoha is an artist based in Brighton, UK. He works with guitars, drums, pedals, electronics and collaborates to make beautifully skewed music. He has released albums and EPs with Audiobulb, Benbecula, High Point Low Life, & Polyfusia (as one part of the Clifford/Kealoha collaboration with Mark Clifford from Seefeel).
Reviews
Boomkat
An excellent short-form outing for Brighton's Simon Kealoha, following up on the sample-driven, Four Tet-style electronics of his 2007 album Seedling Mother with five new compositions. 'Crooked' tumbles along in the disheveled spirit of Manyfingers or Matt Elliott, with plenty of acoustic instruments all colliding across roughly cut layered loops. After this atmospheric, earthily downbeat beginning along comes the Squarepusher-like diced rhythms of 'Mega Mega', while the equally warped bass antics of 'I Still Dream Of You' take a turn down yet more shambolic avenues, meandering about the place loosely while frazzled electronic detritus floats around the mix. By the time 'A Serpentine Tale' comes along we've come full circle and Kealoha's transplanted us back into his homely, looped folktronic mode - very nice indeed.
The Milk Factory
Clearly willing to spread his music to the cream of British electronic imprints, Brighton-based Calika has, in recent weeks, returned to both Sheffield’s Audiobulb and London’s Highpoint Lowlife, offering each label five tracks of fine electronic music compiled on two EPs. Simon Kealoha, the brain behind Calika, has, in the past, released two albums on Audiobulb, worked with Benbecula and contributed one track to Highpoint Lowlife’s excellent Analog For Architecture compilation, published in 2006. Beside his solo activities, he has also worked with Seefeel’s Mark Clifford, with whom he has recorded two albums worth of material, the first, Running Tapper, released through Clifford’s Polyfusia imprint, the second yet to materialise.
With these two digital-only releases, coming ahead of Kealoha’s fourth full length, currently being recorded, Calika exhibits two different sides of his musical landscapes. While Crooked makes extensive use of a wide acoustic palette, processed and arranged into relatively atmospheric compositions, Slack Jaw appears rawer, more electric, and driven by heavier grooves.
Twisted and occasionally moody, especially on the title track, Crooked is as fresh and invigorating as the last Calika album. Constantly changing pace, from the subdued allure of the title track and the twisted funk of Mega Mega to the wonky mock post-rock of I Still Dream Of You, the elegant acoustic textures of Reminders and the ambient form of A Serpentine Tale, Kealoha embarks here on a short, yet plentiful, journey, determined to cram as much as the mind can deal with in the twenty two minutes of this EP. This is no pretentious game play though. Each track has a clear focus and a well defined outline and is fuelled by particularly effective soundscapes. Kealoha processes his acoustic textures with great care, rarely leaving them untouched, choosing instead to give them a grittier feel or a sharper edge, before incorporating them in the fabric of his compositions to create a warm and organic collection.
This process also defines much of Slack Jaw, but the sources are either much more concentrated or vastly different. Indeed, this EP, while retaining some of the atmospheric aspect of Crooked, appears more angular and bad-tempered. Occasionally sounding like the live recordings of a band which would have been finely sliced and recomposed, the tracks collected here denote a darker, nastier, edgier sound. Gone are the tasteful sonic textures and delicate melodies. Here Kealoha deploys complex structures, propelled by faltering breakbeats and intricate melodic patterns. Oscar and Gioconda are especially gritty and moody, while Crome Yellow feeds on a sleeker groove and shows a slightly more approachable side, and closing piece To Hold You relieves the pressure a tad by displaying a more cheerful personality.
With these two distinct EPs, Simon Kealoha consolidates his solo work by applying similar techniques to create radically different records. While it is difficult to know which direction will inform his next record, both Crooked and Slack Jaw prove mighty fine releases in their own right, and, while they do not exactly complete each other, are equally as worthy of attention.
Textura
Crooked is an apt title for Simon Kealoha's latest Calika release, as bent and twisted beats underpin equally fractured melodic structures in the EP's five electro-acoustic settings. Once again a distinctive found-sound sensibility pervades the material, with the ever-resourceful Kealoha obsessively shaping his tracks from equal helpings of natural (guitars, drums) and sampled sounds. In a typical Calika track, a repeating bass line functions as a stabilizing center, which in turn allows the drums and the idiosyncratic sound design to swirl less fixedly. While that's generally the case, there are variations on that theme; in the the ponderous “A Serpentine Tale,” for example, clip-clops and a ticking clock act as the anchor. In the title track, found-sound percussion crosses paths with a brooding melodica-styled theme and a see-sawing, two-note bass pulse amidst a nightmarish mass of creaks and acoustic strums. By contrast, skittering rhythms can't hide the rollicking, light-hearted vibe that beats at the heart of “I Still Dream of You.” Kealoha might have had On The Corner in mind when he assembled “Mega Mega,” a hyperative exercise in mutant jazz-funk and broken beats. At twenty-two minutes, Crooked may be modest in length and ambition, but its mix of trangulated electronic effects and writhing beats is as unusual as anything else Kealoha has released.