ONE WAY Recommends [Issue
#4] Fog By
Difficult to pigeonhole,
Minneapolis' Fog (aka Andrew Broder) is usually lumped in with the genre-busting
shenanigans of Beck or The Eels. However, that's too broad a classification, as
Fog is less interested in making quirky pop songs than completely deconstructing
them. Imagine Philip Glass monkeying around with a two turntables and a microphone.
Accordions, pianos, French horns and even recorded birdcalls supplement Broder's
acoustic guitar, delicate vocals and high-pitched turntable scratches. The cumulative
sound is an experiment in ambient folk-hip hop for the new millennium. Throwing
out all generic rules, Fog creates a vast soundscape of lilting melodies and haunting
instrumentation. Tracks like "Plum Dumb" and "See it? See it?"
are achingly beautiful, and are more akin to Brian Eno than DJ Shadow. Like the
soundtrack to a dream, Ether Teeth's tracks defiantly ignore standard song structure:
tunes stop abruptly mid-thought, while others build endlessly on a single simple
guitar or vocal riff. Much softer in tone than his self-titled debut disc, Fog's
Ether Teeth pays off for those adventure folks willing to give something
new a chance.