Songs for Wong Kar-wai

"Huh" was arguably my main emotion through this record. Avant-garde reaching for the stars that also soared over my head? A few fairly rubbish, rushed ideas? Both? Probably both.

It is a curious little release, that's for sure. It's basically a mix of quite lovely acoustic molesting- very zen, very korean flower garden or whatever- and really, really badly done Nadja-by-numbers. The opening track is a good enough example- the start is really quite gorgeous, but it's then fairly well destroyed by a bunch of particularly z-grade fuzz and some really bad drum programming.

Really, really bad drum programming. I've tended to enjoy Baker's often subtle, unpredictable fake drums throughout Nadja, but here they're awful, particularly on the otherwise could've-been-ok second track, All Memories Are Traces of Tears. Hearing a super clunky drum machine trying to do some subtle cymbal rolls throughout is just beyond painful. I've said it before and I'll say it again- surely, surely it can't be that hard for these guys to find a part time drummer; they're in Berlin, not some obscure Russian village where they're the only fans of this sort of stuff.

Honestly, I didn't really like this at all and I can't see myself listening to it again. There's a total of maybe 5 decent minutes on this short little EP, with the rest full of bad drumming, poor riffs and some really annoying dissonant acoustic on cop663. I'm not really sure who this for or what it's about, but you're going to need to be a huuuuge Nadja fanboy to get into this.