Source: The Brooklyn Rail.
I know it was a Monday, because I tuned in to Tony Coulter’s Monday Afternoon New Music show on WKCR, and heard the most mesmerizing and unclassifiable music I had yet encountered. Minute after minute of pulsating rhythms loped by, repetitive bass and drum patterns, drone-like harmonies outlined by subtle keyboard playing, and a guitar cutting like a scalpel in and out of the mix. It was utterly gripping, darkly beautiful. It was avant-garde minimalism, ambient music with a beat, abstract, improvised, machine-tooled. It sounded like a rock band making classical new music.