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Many and various are the credentials and designations paraded by Cordell Klier, who appears to have been around the media arts and musical genre block a few times. Experimental sound artist is, for our purposes, the most salient signage for this digi-art-punk-pop proteus, his latest incarnation coming on the back of a gamut-run of 90s-00s genres, taking in various types of pop and a few tips of hop. Klier has alighted upon minimal drone and glitch as his currently preferred mixer flavors, pushing Espionage into the area of what he describes as ‘cold pop music.’ He brings to bear his predilection for minimal drone and Raster-ized microsound and glitchscapes on a series of emptied-out virtual song structures with occasional spoken word interleaving. The result is a kind of brittle cybernetic nearly-pop that dips its own-bristled brush largely into the palette of another’s stick-figure sensuality and freeze-dried (r)emotion (12k/Line). The artist’s personality emerges towards the end as a somewhat arch, even threatening entity. Glitches, drones, twangs, and found sounds cohabitate, though the notoriously annoying yowl of a siamese cat resonates the longest. Espionage is a bit like the difficult kid in the class, in an idiosyncratic, occasionally discomfiting collection that both compels and repels, sometimes simultaneously.
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