Insistently throbbing and thrusting electronic grooves - writhing and pulsing with mechanical bumps, grinds and moans like something that might have been overheard outside an alien robot porn-house on a low rent space port in the the galaxy next door - woven over with with warm red, florescent threads of tonally-free, but definitely earthling jazz-inflected guitar (that is if your notion of jazz guitar could include something that might have been subtly reinterpreted and re-imagined by an introspective, many-limbed, six-foot-tall arthropod poised on a stool in a smokey downtown club. "Dance music for Inanimate Objects" is at once just as seriously bent and infectiously intent on booty-shaking as it is at being seriously and musically cerebral. It is, piece by piece, track by track, also insanely well-executed and crafted. The mysterious musical mofos who produced such an inexplicable artifact are obviously completely mad, crazy, geniuses - or perhaps (one has to wonder) they are not really from this galactic "neighborhood" at all. Whatever, they do seem to know how to get your feet moving, your butt shaking, and your head bobbing, along with the rest of your furniture too. It would be best if you moved all breakables from the edges of any tables or shelves while this material is on the hi-fi. Play it more loudly and bigger stuff is going to start to coming alive and moving around the room too. This is a totally sick-and-twisted cure for those who think they're "too serious" to get down boogie.

Krispen Hartung

Mini jazz archtop guitar, laptop (looping and effects with Max/MSP)

Ted Killian

Electronic percussion, samples, looping, ambient sounds