REARRANGED FACE: A REFACED RANGER
A Refaced Ranger
Rearranged Face provides the landscape for just that: a rearranging of ideas regarding music and its potential. This album is distinct in its approach to creating and challenging the aesthetic models we come to from when engaging music. Mark Lee and company have touched a nerve—no, they have burrowed into the nerve and set up a home. This album is a hurricane of sound and concepts, forming a passionate delivery system of art rock with undertones of (if you dig deep enough) pop and post-punk notions. The listener is choked with a whirl and torment of sound, creating a dissonant palette that is unlike anything else how there these days. What you’re listening to here is the intersection of confusion and confidence, this band knows how to create music that could soundtrack in dystopian dream. Coloring and augmenting the collapse through a vortex of charm and playfulness that points to the absurdity of the world (and art worlds!) in which we find ourselves. Had Duchamp recorded an album, it’d probably be this particular one. The anti-aesthetic employed here is so effective that one can’t help but sit and listen to this piece over and over again. It’s so unsettling it feels like home; so acute that it can’t be ignored; so insistent that it pulses with awareness and consideration. Once one is infected with the disease of Rearranged Face, you can never be cured. And you shouldn’t want to be.