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Music From the Films of R. Swift

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Download links and information about Music From the Films of R. Swift by Technology. This album was released in 2007 and it belongs to Electronica, Jazz, Rock, Alternative genres. It contains 12 tracks with total duration of 34:12 minutes.

Artist: Technology
Release date: 2007
Genre: Electronica, Jazz, Rock, Alternative
Tracks: 12
Duration: 34:12
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Tracks

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No. Title Length
1. Ashes 1:11
2. Inst 5:31
3. Subplot 2:53
4. Shooting a Rhino Between the Shoulders 2:58
5. Plan a & Plan B 3:45
6. Theme 5 1:56
7. War_unWar 2:10
8. Theme 4 1:43
9. Theme 3 3:00
10. Clay Young Battles the Man 2:09
11. Ghost of Hip Hop (New Apostles Mix) 3:34
12. They Provide Lights 3:22

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The cover of Music from the Films of R/Swift announces the "Debut full-length by Richard Swift's kraut-inspired instrumental side project," a claim that the orchestral, lo-fi indie rocker backs up with his usual subdued verve. Performing under the moniker Instruments of Science and Technology, Swift kicks things off with the Eno-inspired "Ashes," then liberates his inner electro freak with the floor-pounding "Inst," a style he revisits in a moodier disguise on the disquieting "Clay Young Battles the Man." Fans of the California-based singer/songwriter's Tin Pan Alley-inspired pop confections will need to expand their tastes a bit, as Swift delves into the more dissonant and atmospheric soundscapes of Can, Neu!, and Faust with admirable aplomb (the only vocals are of the occasional spoken word type), forgoing the latter's tendencies for the epic by keeping things under five minutes. For the most part, Music from the Films of R/Swift conjures up the spooky West Coast narratives of Ray Bradbury's A Graveyard for Lunatics-era Venice Beach, layering moody synths over blips, crackles, and mumbles from an arsenal of found sounds and staccato dialogue, and when it gels, like on the languid "Ghost of Hip/Hop [New Apostle MX]," it's the perfect soundtrack to a walk through the "just seedy enough, but without the danger of getting your throat slit" underbelly of the city of your choice.