mrs riceGovernment-sent-to-China, Australian cultural Ambassador Lucas Abela, a.k.a. Justice Yeldham along with drummer Yang Yang and saxophonist Li Zenghui on the piano form the trio under the name Rice Corpse. The name actually derives from the Chinese symbol for "shit" and the project has existed for as long as this album. Nobody can deny the album’s powerful kick-off but also one can’t help noticing that this is going towards the thousand things it could be but never reaches. During the listening procedure, a nonsensical musical arrangement unravels that no doubt, springs from the setup of the improvisation session which finds Mr. Yeldham rubbing amplified glass on his face, Yang Yang creating occasional tempos and the piano is another story. The point is that the actual sound from the glass is a complicated matter as I am sure it weirds you out in seeing and hold together a performance but through the speakers it is like my dad left the TV on Eurosport and Formula 1 is on. Now think of a room of a public nature. Now please replace the people in it with instruments in play. Mrs Rice is the result. Surely the improv qualities of the album float on its surface, the question is, why the effort for an unorthodox noise generator where there is always the guitar? On track number 4 named “Resurrection Men” an old-timer from the first track reappears. The drumbeat that builds something up. Still in the personalisation of the instruments, the drumbeat won’t build anything up after all as the piano – the still cute drunk chick at the party that everybody avoids will overtalk it. “Peking Duck” is like somebody in the room mentioned before, took the drunken chick and started dancing with her, occasionally allowing her to bring grace on surface by leading her irrational steps with a loud whisper speech that ends with a drony moan. Mrs Rice, last track, is the aftermath of the dance that took place before with the girl’s (piano) intoxicated depressed insistence of importance and life vitality touching the whisperer (glass) and bringing them together in an almost orgasmic unity of noise. Overall, this is a fairly creative and interestingly recorded improvisation session where only musicians make the music really. -- xrysafenia danai.
:: Rice Corpse/Mrs Rice - dualplover.com
