Here are a just a few of the fine things written about the Audio
Addiction album (see also"Full
Moon Over Wowtown" reviews
page and "Why Dogs Howl
at the Moon" reviews page) At the bottom of this page
are some reviews of the Homesleep Singles Club single.
Thomas Truax - Audio Addiction (CD, Psycho Teddy!)
Style of Music: X
"The first track on Audio Addiction reminded us of Frank Zappa
and The Residents mixed with Gary Numan. The remaining eleven tracks
sounded nothing like any of the three...and left us scratching our heads
in confusion. The wildly creative and utterly confrontational Thomas
Truax is the kind of artist who makes reviewers climb the walls...as
they try to figure out exactly what he is doing and who he actually
sounds like. The answers to those questions may well be out of reach,
as Truax writes and records music that is not easily described or categorized.
Despite his peculiar stance on things, his debut album (Full Moon Over
Wowtown) received some rather impressive reactions from some rather
impressive folks. Audio Addiction is almost certain to receive the same
strange welcome. So...just exactly what is Thomas Truax doing on this
album...? Hard to say, actually. Like Vivian Stanshall, this man is
in a league all his own. The only problem Truax will face is that his
music is beyond the heads of most listeners. Accordingly, Audio Addiction
is most certainly headed for cult status... (Rating: 5/6)" -babysue
Music Review babysue.com
Thomas Truax ' Audio Addiction'
Psycho Teddy!
"Thomas Truax is probably one of the five or ten best singer/songwriters
in the world that you've never heard of. His last album, Full Moon Over
Wowtown, was a weird, wonderful masterpiece, depicting the struggles
and triumphs of the citizens of Wowtown, Truax's imaginary city, and
orchestrated with a full array of real and invented instruments. Audio
Addiction is sparer, darker and more tethered to the real world -- although
in a twisted sci-fi way -- but just as worthwhile.
Audio Addiction's first three songs suggest a concept album about technology,
as they deal, in order, with personal audio players ("Audio Addiction"),
the Internet's impact on society ("Inside the Internet") and cloning
("My Wife Had A Dream"). Each combines real and specific details with
wild surreality. "Inside the Internet" starts with that logging-on sound,
and the plaintive comment, "I used to have these friends / that one
day up and went / inside the internet / and when I miss these friends
/ I just do a search for them / inside the internet." The melody is
buoyant and music hall-ish, yet the tone is indescribably creepy, Truax's
voice echoing, all alone, against a backing of guitar and drums. Alienating?
That's clearly the point, as Truax observes, "I might not even know
if they died / their web sites would still be hanging up inside / the
internet." "My Wife Had a Dream", which follows, is more explicitly
fantastic, telling of a clone created to keep the character's wife happy
while he's gone. This track uses Truax's invented Hornicator, a kind
of Dr. Seussian wind instrument, as well as repetitive rhythmic drums,
tambourine and chants, to create a hypnotic backing. It all crashes
to a halt when the main character dies in a car accident -- and then,
after a pause, picks up again, louder than ever, as we assume that the
clone takes over for good. It's more theater than straight-ahead music,
using instruments, voice and even silence to support the tale.
The album's highlight comes next: "The Butterfly and the Entomologist",
a seven-minute fable about a wounded butterfly and the traveller who
protects her. The cut is almost all spoken word, lit with anxiety by
Meredith Yayanos's trembling violin tones. Yayanos also sings, contributing
the eerie and beautiful butterfly's chorus that makes the song's central
point, "that men and violence are intertwined." The song ends with a
murderous confrontation between the butterfly's protector and the entomologist
who is pursuing her. After choking the entomologist nearly to death,
the main character looks around for the butterfly, who is circling above
in the sky, singing once again, sadly, about men's propensity to violence.
It's a metaphor, obviously, for all kinds of things, love and freedom
and domestic violence, but it's also a fascinating story all on its
own.
The entire album is challenging and thought provoking, but the first
half is somewhat more fully realized and interesting than the second.
After "The Butterfly", the thumping-rhythmed "In Barceloney" provides
a bit of conceptual respite -- it is a complex and interesting love
song, but a love song, after all. Next, "The Fish" is compact and sparsely
instrumented, a collection of odd and interesting sounds to support
Truax's bizarre tale. "Lessons in Dressin'" opens with the vaudeville-swinging
line "It all dawned upon me clearly / hitting me quite suddenly / that
everyone but me has all gone craaaazy..." and from there pursues the
complexities of choosing clothes with utter seriousness and complete
insanity. The very odd "Pancakes" seems, at least partly, to be 2005's
second cover of Donna Summer's "I Feel Love" (after Cobra Verde's much
more serious version); it's also one of the only tracks on Audio Addiction
in which eccentricity trumps music. It leads into the wonderfully twisted
"Swappin' Spit", where a post-car crash kiss leads to eternal love and
semi-happiness. (The happy-ever-after verse goes like this: "With the
boy all grown up and locked up in Rikers / and our delicate daughter
off with those bikers / I look at you now and I wonder how / you stay
with me in this broken down shack even now.")
None of these tracks seem to be set in Wowtown, and they are, almost
to a one, darker and more satirical than the songs on Full Moon. The
instrumentation seems less dense, the songs less traditionally structured.
There is more spoken word and less singing, for instance, and fewer
truly memorable melody fragments (though that butterfly's chorus will
stick in your head forever). Still, despite the differences, both albums
come from an intensely smart, fantastical perspective that sees the
world in a skewed and wonderful way. Thomas Truax is an exceptional
talent, unique and resistant to comparison, yet fairly accessible even
to casual listeners. Lots of people say they'd like to hear more music
that's different, creative and boundary-pushing, but hardly any of them
mean it. If you're one of the few, welcome to your own new audio addiction."
-- Jennifer Kelly,
SPLENDID magazine 7/05
"Thomas Truax (is) a feisty sonic dreamer gadgeteer, songwriter and
performer...capable of crafting some very potent songs, such as the
wistful 'In Barcelonely'...(and) 'The Butterfly and the Entomologist'
on which Truax is joined by cellest Pete Harvey and violinist Meredith
Yayanos (both of whom appear on other songs too, along with a few other
players) is the perfect blend of his moodily manipulated instrumentation
and oblique narratives. It's poetically evocative and rich with melancholy,
both by dint of its sounds and the texts..."
-David Greenberger, Signal To Noise Magazine Fall 05 Fall '05 Issue
#39
"New York City's Thomas Truax is something of a hero round these parts,
ever since his 'Full Moon Over Wowtown' album landed on the office doormat
and introduced us to his menagerie of self-created instruments (the
Cadillac Beatspinner Wheel?) and an imagination as unbridled as that
of a maniac given to howling at the moon. Disturbingly, on this latest
installment of the peerless Homesleep Singles Club, Truax actually DOES
howl at the moon. That he does it while summoning the ghosts of Bobby
'Boris' Pickett and The Cryptkicker Five and The Clint Boon Experience
makes it all right. No, more than alright, it's great." - Suzie Q, Logo
Magazine
Thomas Truax - Homesleep Singles Club #9 (Homesleep)
"This is the ninth release in the Homesleep Singles series, and surely
has to be the best so far - for several reasons:
Thomas Truax is a genius, he makes his own instruments - the sporadic
tabla flexes of his battery-operated percussionist, Sister Spinster,
and the snapped trombone bass/sampler that is The Hornicator. Put them
together and you have the unique sound of Anti-Folk Voodoo Jiggery.
And his songs are stunning. 'The Haunted Thrift Shop (I'm Freakin'
Out)' has verses that rasp in a rap-rock style (try and imagine a psych-folk
version of Primus), as the tin-pot drums clutter and guitars jangle
like Elvis on liquid acid. The chorus is a furious burst of melody with
honky-tonk vocals quivering mechanically.
'Inside The Internet', is like an acoustic Ennio Morriconne score
as Truax sings playfully: "And when I miss these friends, I just
do a search for them, inside the Internet." He sounds like Nick
Cave singing cabaret; the music is haunting and sparse as distant modems
crackle in the background.
The final song is a less serious affair 'I Got Sucked Inside' is comparable
to the sounds you probably would hear if you were sucked inside the
Internet. A lone drum clicks, then sampled vocal squelch and screams
whizz through kazoos, kinda' like The Animal Collective, if you want
to take it seriously, I don't, and I don't think Thomas Truax does either
- that's why it's so beautiful. Out now (please buy)."
-Jonathan Falcone, Do
Something Pretty fanzine
"... like David Devant and his Spirit Wife playing tunes with
a set of Meccano and a guitar constructed out of elastic bands. Quite
marvellous..." -Jeremy Allen, playlouder.com