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'''Dreamcatcher'''
 
'''Dreamcatcher'''
  
"Music Has The Right To Children" packs some punch. To feel it though, you can’t let yourself be blinded by the context – the label Warp, or rather comparisons to Plaid and Autechre, were in this case only vaguely similar directionwise. If one is able to ignore this, then the album, rewards you with a metaphorical question mark in the sky. A strange reciprocal game of despair and euphoria that connects to an organic whole, was what they managed here. In a way schizophrenic. But functional. And the mixture of sounds was tantalizing: kaleidoscopic, weirldy meandering synth textures, simple melodies and slow beats crafted in minute detail. The cherry on top however were the voices they used, whose processing would become a trademark of the band. It is because the Boards Of Canada aren’t just interested in the voice in its immediate availability, but in its coloration – pitched, scratched, cut, just as the beats demand it. Music of the times – and yet from another, one which has passed. A fitting equivalent: "Strawberry Fields Forever", John Lennon’s homage to his kindergarden days. In distinction to most other releases of our days, Boards Of Canada isn’t about superficial charm, but instead about letting music entrench itself deeply into the listener’s memory, so that it can return at an opportune time – as a musical alien that creates wonderful, musical triads in your head. Here children’s laughter can become a sunshine ray. Not only in these daydreams, but also at night, when we can’t sleep because the full moon shines in through the window. In these moments, the dark chasms of this music also reveal themselves. Fear devours euphoria. Or in the words of American music journalist Steve Nicholls (of the xlr8r magazine): "It was like the tantalizingly elusive parts of a beautiful dream that you struggle to grasp after waking." Boards Of Canada for me, also has always had something reminiscent of morning dew<ref>In german "Morgentau"</ref>. Like Carpenter, they send an innocous seeming fog towards the people, which at first gently envelops them, before it begins to stick to them. Then suddenly other less inviting facettes become visible. And why? They want to manipulate us. And that works perfectly on their first album: At first you are made acquainted with games of smoke and mirrors. Then the foghorns and ghostly voice samples appear and throw themselves in between the spokes of the beats – the machine gets going. A quiet interlude, a diffuse dark waft of fog crawls to and fro, an odd clatter comes in-between, then the "break“ – standing far in front, a shrill noise, ever so short, poignant like an electric shock. That’s enough to elicit the intended response: fright. And then the journey of sound continues. A cold rhythm track enters from the margins, it comes closer and closer. But before the monster grabs you, suddenly daylight shines through the window, and the wall of yellowed photos, torturous memories and spectres vanish. Now you are ready for the big majestic hits – which with "Roygbiv", "Aquarius" and "Turquoise Hexagon Sun" come in droves.
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"Music Has The Right To Children" packs some punch. To feel it though, you can’t let yourself to be blinded by the context – the label Warp, or rather comparisons to Plaid and Autechre, were in this case only vaguely similar directionwise. If one is able to ignore this, then the album, rewards you with a question mark in the sky. A strange reciprocal game of despair and euphoria that connects to an organic whole, was what they managed here. In a way schizophrenic. But functional. And the mixture of sounds was tantalizing: kaleidoscopic, weirldy meandering synth textures, simple melodies and slow beats crafted in minute detail. The cherry on top however were the voices they used, whose processing would become a trademark of the band. It is because the Boards Of Canada aren’t just interested in the voice in its immediate availability, but in its coloration – pitched, scratched, cut, just as the beats demand it. Music of the times – and yet from another, one which has passed. A fitting equivalent: "Strawberry Fields Forever", John Lennon’s homage to his kindergarden days. In distinction to most other releases of our days, Boards Of Canada isn’t about superficial charm, but instead about letting music entrench itself deeply into the listener’s memory, so that it can return at an opportune time – as a musical alien that creates wonderful, musical triads in your head. Here children’s laughter can become a sunshine ray. Not only in these daydreams, but also at night, when we can’t sleep because the full moon shines in through the window. In these moments, the dark chasms of this music also reveal themselves. Fear devours euphoria. Or in the words of American music journalist Steve Nicholls (of the xlr8r magazine): "It was like the tantalizingly elusive parts of a beautiful dream that you struggle to grasp after waking." Boards Of Canada for me, also has always had something reminiscent of morning dew<ref>In german "Morgentau"</ref>. Like Carpenter, they send an innocous seeming fog towards the people, which at first gently envelops them, before it begins to stick to them. Then suddenly other less inviting facettes become visible. And why? They want to manipulate us. And that works perfectly on their first album: At first you are made acquainted with games of smoke and mirrors. Then the foghorns and ghostly voice samples appear and throw themselves in between the spokes of the beats – the machine gets going. A quiet interlude, a diffuse dark waft of fog crawls to and fro, an odd clatter comes in-between, then the "break“ – standing far in front, a shrill noise, ever so short, poignant like an electric shock. That’s enough to elicit the intended response: fright. And then the journey of sound continues. A cold rhythm track enters from the margins, it comes closer and closer. But before the monster grabs you, suddenly daylight shines through the window, and the wall of yellowed photos, torturous memories and spectres vanish. Now you are ready for the big majestic hits – which with "Roygbiv", "Aquarius" and "Turquoise Hexagon Sun" come in droves.
  
  
 
'''Waiting for salvation'''
 
'''Waiting for salvation'''
  
Boards Of Canada is not a band that gives quick fixes. It’s almost sacrilegous to search their work for that. To expand on that metaphor: You could think of the band as a permanent infusion that is hard to rip off. The longer you stay with it, the more you engage with it, and the trip gets that much more enthralling. Somewhere between the beats a secret is hidden, a very special mechanism. Where exactly it’s located, nay, what it even is in the first place, they are not willing to share – not even willing to give new clues. The studio would lay dormant for much too long. Until 2001 to be precise. Then "In A Beautiful Place Out In The Country", an EP out of sky blue vinyl. Appropriate enough since the compositions sounded as gentle as the rustle of leaves in a summer breeze. But still the new album (announced for much earlier) hung like a ripe apple on a tree, and yet not willing to fall. The rumor that the Boards Of Canada were sitting in a bunker in the Scottish Highlands to give "Geogaddi" the finishing touches was confirmed by Warp, but nothing more would reach the outside world. On the Internet, in news groups concerning the band, nerds were typing away until their fingers bled, and some, who were able to scoop up a track from the Net, told stories to others (with no URL given, of course). They read something like this: „Track starts off with a typical BOC keyboard, then the beat comes in with bongos playing out of time, voices emerge from the depths of the song, which ends with radio interference sound.“ Mysteries upon mysteries. It at least made the waiting bearable. It’s kinda nice in a way, that there are still bands where their albums don’t land on a shelf after listening to it three times, but instead facilitate years-long engagement, nay, even require it. This persistent interest, which is typical for the Boards Of Canada, is also what this article hinges on. And one of the most lovely mysteries of the last track of "Music Has The Right To Children" – where a sobering female voice (similar to a Tribe Called Quest’s "Midnight Marauders") warns of a court case that might one day affect the devotees of this records because of certain contents. Hmm ...
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Boards Of Canada is not a band that gives quick fixes. It’s almost sacrilegous to search their work for that. To expand on that metaphor: You could think of the band as a permanent infusion that is hard to rip off. The longer you stay with it, the more you engage with it, and the trip gets that much more enthralling. Somewhere between the beats a secret is hidden, a very special mechanism. Where exactly it’s located, nay, what it even is in the first place, they are not willing to share – not even willing to give new clues. The studio would lay dormant for much too long. Until 2001 to be precise. Then "In A Beautiful Place Out In The Country", an EP out of sky blue vinyl. Appropriate enough since the compositions sounded as gentle as the rustle of leaves in a summer breeze. But still the new album (announced for much earlier) hung like a ripe apple on a tree, and yet not willing to fall. The rumor that the Boards Of Canada were sitting in a bunker in the Scottish Highlands to give "Geogaddi" the finishing touches was confirmed by Warp, but nothing more would reach the outside world. On the Internet, in news groups concerning the band, nerds were typing away until their fingers bled, and some, who were able to scoop up a track from the Net, told stories to others (with no URL given, of course). They read something like this: „Track starts off with a typical BOC keyboard, then the beat comes in with bongos playing out of time, voices emerge from the depths of the song, which ends with radio interference sound.“ Mysteries upon mysteries. It at least made the waiting bearable. It’s kinda nice in a way, that there are still bands where their albums don’t land on a shelf after listening to it three times, but instead facilitate years-long engagement, nay, even require it. This persistent interest, which is typical for the Boards Of Canadat, is also what this article hinges on. And one of the most lovely mysteries of the last track of "Music Has The Right To Children" – where a sobering female voice (similar to a Tribe Called Quest’s "Midnight Marauders") warns of a court case that might one day affect the devotees of this records because of certain contents. Hmm ...
  
  
 
'''More than just music'''
 
'''More than just music'''
  
Boards Of Canada stress the ambiguous nature of their music consistently through a spread of certain subtextual elements, that feign being the key to insight. The murmurs about hidden, maybe sublime<ref>The author most likely meant "subliminal" instead of "sublime". The mistake is present in the original.</ref> appearing messages accompany every release of theirs. On the last EP for example, the grooves of the record hide a section of an interview with Amo Bishop Roden, the female leader of the Branch Davidians, a Christian community near Waco, Texas. At first you don’t understand anything, but then suddenly the sentence appears "... come and live in a beautiful place out in the country." That might as well be the motto of the Boards Of Canada, so much for finding your peace in the absolute solitude of nature – certainly (or rather hopefully) without the other activities of the sect; which has gained infamy through a horrible blood bath. "Geogaddi" (geo = Earth, gaddi = Child [in Indian]), the new album of the Boards Of Canada brings the allusions to a boiling point. Recorded in an old air-raid shelter, but the reasons for picking such a sinister place for making music in the first place are shrouded in secrecy. However the complimentary artwork – blurry recordings of small kids, dark angels and kaleidoscope-frills in the Photoshop style – is rather eloquent in its pyramidal symbology of the end times. On the cover a person is floating with spread arms in front of a sunset, looking as if they were the last on the planet. And the sum total length of the album is – but of course – exactly 66 minutes and 6 seconds. Sandison and Eoin are avowed disciples of the Illuminatus trilogy by Robert Anton Wilson and Robert Shea (1975). And surely they have Kenneth Anger’s surreal horror classic "Lucifer Rising" (1974/76) on video. In it there is a scene that shows Bobby Beausoleil (Lucifer) in a bath tub; the room is drenched in a faded turquoise light, and in the middle a dark red pyramid sits. If you put the covers of "Music Has The Right To Children" and "Geogaddi" next to each other, then the exact same color combination is present. Just a coincidence? Maybe. But it would fit those two conspiracy theorists. The Beatles thing, letting Paul die, gave them the blueprint for a few other conspiracy ideas. And it’s easily imagined how much fun Thomas Pynchon’s little brothers<ref>The author is referring to Mike and Marcus here</ref> had, putting clues which are then taken by their exegetes in news groups as predictable as predictable can be – and with much gratefulness, as fodder for boundless discussions. Which is how private fieldwork becomes a delightful bait: These kindred spirits are on their side anyways, and the mistrustful ones, which at first turn skeptical, will – exactly for that reason – after some time go searching for links between music and conspiracy theories. Or is all of it less cleverly constructed than that? Could be that Mike and Marcus are just plain and simply fans. That would be good as well, then they created a meta-discourse without any extra effort and merely as a nice side effect, one which cannot be stopped any longer – at least for as long as they stay this reticent.
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Boards Of Canada stress the ambiguous nature of their music consistently through a spread of certain subtextual elements, that feign being the key to insight. The murmurs about hidden, maybe sublime<ref>The author most likely meant "subliminal" instead of "sublime". The mistake is present in the original.</ref> appearing messages accompany every release of theirs. On the last EP for example, the grooves of the record hide a section of an interview with Amo Bishop Roden, the female leader of the Branch Davidians, a Christian community near Waco, Texas. At first you don’t understand anything, but then suddenly the sentence appears "... come and live in a beautiful place out in the country." That might as well be the motto of the Boards Of Canada, so much for finding your peace in the absolute solitude of nature – certainly (or rather hopefully) without the other activities of the sect; which has gained infamy through a horrible blood bath. "Geogaddi" (geo = Earth, gaddi = Child [in Indian]), the new album of the Boards Of Canada brings the allusions to a boiling point. Recorded in an old air-raid shelter, but the reasons for picking such a sinister place for making music in the first place are shrouded in secrecy. However the complimentary artwork – blurry recordings of small kids, dark angels and kaleidoscope-frills in the Photoshop style – is rather eloquent in its pyramidal symbology of the end times. On the cover a person is floating with spread arms in front of a sunset, looking as if they were the last on the planet. And the sum total length of the album is – but of course – exactly 66 minutes and 6 seconds. Sandison and Eoin are avowed disciples of the Illuminatus trilogy by Robert Anton Wilson and Robert Shea (1975). And surely they have Kenneth Anger’s surreal horror classic "Lucifer Rising" (1974/76) on video. In it there is a scene that shows Bobby Beausoleil (Lucifer) in a bath tub; the room is drenched in a faded turquoise light, and in the middle a dark red pyramid sits. If you put the covers of "Music Has The Right To Children" and "Geogaddi" next to each other, then the exact same color combination is present. Just a coincidence? Maybe. But it would fit those two conspiracy theorists. The Beatles thing, letting Paul die, gave them the blueprint for a few other conspiracy ideas. And it’s easily imagined how much fun Thomas Pynchon’s little brothers had, putting clues which are then taken by their exegetes in news groups as predictable as predictable can be – and with much gratefulness, as fodder for boundless discussions. Which is how private fieldwork becomes a delightful bait: These kindred spirits are on their side anyways, and the mistrustful ones, which at first turn skeptical, will – exactly for that reason – after some time go searching for links between music and conspiracy theories. Or is all of it less cleverly constructed than that? Could be that Mike and Marcus are just plain and simply fans. That would be good as well, then they created a meta-discourse without any extra effort and merely as a nice side effect, one which cannot be stopped any longer – at least for as long as they stay this reticent.
  
  
 
'''Coffee, cake and Geogaddi'''
 
'''Coffee, cake and Geogaddi'''
  
Warp and Zomba set up a Listening Session of "Geogaddi" – since the band has not allowed sending promos out before release. Fuck the system. Once again – even if it loses them sales. Anyways: In the "Roter Salon", Berlin, coffee and cake is served. And music. Naturally staged with a confidence in its style. The curtains are drawn, a strange film slide is put on, and the show begins. The anticipation rises. On entry the Boards Of Canada forgo a soft ingratiation, instead a tremendous drone fills the room. With "Music Is Math", their second piece, the beats come in as well – unbelievable, how delicately they have been crafted once again. And frightening as well in how dark everything sounds. The voices circle through the air in an echo loop of sorts, as if they aren’t finding an exit. And over there, in the metaphorical tonal garden of the kids, something’s wrong – the hurdy-gurdy man’s instrument rasps and crunches ("Beware The Friendly Stranger"). The cold coffee is sloshing around in the mugs. No time to drink. More than that: No repose. It’s good that we don’t have to think ourselves. Boards Of Canada are doing that for us, and deliverung us the fitting association: A TV voice is telling us something about hot lava that flows into the ocean. Time for a mood shift – and the first hit: "Julie And Candy" comes around the corner with an almost startling good mood through its fluted melody and euphoric pop flair. Here voice samples are also used en masse – the whole time something is told, declared and asked, almost as if the Boards Of Canada are trying to get a big empty speech bubble to burst through overpressure. Astounding, how they are able to make this overkill still sound like music. And sometimes even like pop. For example, when in "1969" a nymph-like voice peels off the cacophony of communication and simply begins to sing. Unlike "Music Has The Right To Children", the tracks don’t flow into each other, and are instead separated by breaks. This creates more suspense. The structure of "Geogaddi" however is the same: Longer excursions into beat entertainment alternate with atmospheric in-between episodes: Playground, ocean ("The Beach At Redpoint") and sky ("Sunshine Recorder"). "Geogaddi" has euphoric, but also disturbing moments. The trick is, as always, to slowly increase the volume and to let unmediated sounds hit the listener. With "Over The Horizon Radar" you get the vivid impression of being pressed by monstrous rotary blades, and the mechanical beats of "Gyroscope" (that device for orienting space stations) at some point start to downright punch holes in the air – Boards Of Canada worked a lot with stereo sound on "Geogaddi". "The Devil Is In The Details" by contrast is disappointing: A monch choir, mystic water drops and the screams of a dark child sound more like a B-movie than apocalyptic horror. Is that really it? No. When I was already not expecting more, it did appear, that infinitely wistful loop, the harbinger of "Geogaddi" which was available on the BOC website. Everything’s all straightened out again. The piece is called "A Is To B As B Is To C". There we have it again, that darned triangle<ref>This is in reference to the title of "A Is To B As B Is To C". The author presumably thought of an equilateral triangle, instead of the Golden Ratio</ref>.
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Warp and Zomba set up a Listening Session of "Geogaddi" – since the band has not allowed sending promos out before release. Fuck the system. Once again – even if it loses them sales. Anyways: In the "Roter Salon", Berlin, coffee and cake is served. And music. Naturally staged with a confidence in its style. The curtains are drawn, a strange film slide is put on, and the show begins. The anticipation rises. On entry the Boards Of Canada forgo a soft ingratiation, instead a tremendous drone fills the room. With "Music Is Math", their second piece, the beats come in as well – unbelievable, how delicately they have been crafted once again. And frightening as well in how dark everything sounds. The voices circle through the air in an echo loop of sorts, as if they aren’t finding an exit. And over there, in the tonal garden of the kids, something’s wrong – the hurdy-gurdy man’s instrument rasps and crunches ("Beware The Friendly Stranger"). The cold coffee is sloshing around in the mugs. No time to drink. More than that: No repose. It’s good that we don’t have to think ourselves. Boards Of Canada are doing that for us, and deliverung us the fitting association: A TV voice is telling us something about hot lava that flows into the ocean. Time for a mood shift – and the first hit: "Julie And Candy" comes around the corner with an almost startling good mood through its fluted melody and euphoric pop flair. Here voice samples are also used en masse – the whole time something is told, declared and asked, almost as if the Boards Of Canada are trying to get a big empty speech bubble to burst through overpressure. Astounding, how they are able to make this overkill still sound like music. And sometimes even like pop. For example, when in "1969" a nymph-like voice peels off the cacophony of communication and simply begins to sing. Unlike "Music Has The Right To Children", the tracks don’t flow into each other, and are instead separated by breaks. This creates more suspense. The structure of "Geogaddi" however is the same: Longer excursions into beat entertainment alternate with atmospheric in-between episodes: Playground, ocean ("The Beach At Redpoint") and sky ("Sunshine Recorder"). "Geogaddi" has euphoric, but also disturbing moments. The trick is, as always, to slowly increase the volume and to let unmediated sounds hit the listener. With "Over The Horizon Radar" you get the vivid impression of being pressed by monstrous rotary blades, and the mechanical beats of "Gyroscope" (that device for orienting space stations) at some point start to downright punch holes in the air – Boards Of Canada worked a lot with stereo sound on "Geogaddi". "The Devil Is In The Details" by contrast is disappointing: A monch choir, mystic water drops and the screams of a dark child sound more like a B-movie than apocalyptic horror. Is that really it? No. When I was already not expecting more, it did appear, that infinitely wistful loop, the harbinger of "Geogaddi" which was available on the BOC website. Everything’s all straightened out again. The piece is called "A Is To B As B Is To C". There we have it again, that darned triangle<ref>This is in reference to the title of "A Is To B As B Is To C". The author presumably thought of an equilateral triangle, instead of the Golden Ratio</ref>.
  
  
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{{question|Is there a common theme that connects your debut album "Music Has The Right To Children", the EP "In A Beautiful Place Out In The Country" and "Geogaddi"?}}
 
{{question|Is there a common theme that connects your debut album "Music Has The Right To Children", the EP "In A Beautiful Place Out In The Country" and "Geogaddi"?}}
 
{{boc|'''Mike''': We want the records to be like a journey that step-by-step takes you away from the real world. I think with "Geogaddi" we are moving farther into the direction of dreamland. You could think of the record as bringing a damaged human brain back to life and as a consequence triggering random fragmented memories of music and sounds, while it drifts away and begins to dream.}}
 
{{boc|'''Mike''': We want the records to be like a journey that step-by-step takes you away from the real world. I think with "Geogaddi" we are moving farther into the direction of dreamland. You could think of the record as bringing a damaged human brain back to life and as a consequence triggering random fragmented memories of music and sounds, while it drifts away and begins to dream.}}
{{question|Your first album was a tempting invitation to use thoughts to reconnect to one's childhood. Where is the connection for you between "geo" and "gaddi"?}}
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{{question|Your first album was a tempting invitation to search your childhood in your mind again. Where is the connection for you between "geo" and "gaddi"?}}
 
{{boc|'''Marcus''': That’s only one possible interpretation of the title, but I would say that our music stems from a headspace that looks back on more innocent times in our lives. When you become an adult, you lose a part of that love you felt for the world as a kid.}}
 
{{boc|'''Marcus''': That’s only one possible interpretation of the title, but I would say that our music stems from a headspace that looks back on more innocent times in our lives. When you become an adult, you lose a part of that love you felt for the world as a kid.}}
 
{{question|Boards Of Canada has many faces. For example, there is a huge difference between listening to your music during the day or in the middle of the night. Which role does light play in your music?}}
 
{{question|Boards Of Canada has many faces. For example, there is a huge difference between listening to your music during the day or in the middle of the night. Which role does light play in your music?}}
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== Highlights ==
 
== Highlights ==
* The magazine refers to the new album as "Blue Window." This is probably the working title and should have been changed to ''[[Geogaddi]]'' before publication.
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