Jim
Haynes
Magnetic North
CD HMS 001
Music In Review
By Andrew Culler
Brainwashed.com,
Volume 06 / Issue 40, October 12, 2003
Jim Haynes is a San Francisco-based musician
who has made a name for himself through work in the duo Coelacanth
and in his travels as a solo sound-artist. The rich SF scene has no
doubt provided Haynes with many opportunities to expand his listener-ship,
and recently he has ventured eastward with an installation called
Magnetic North appearing in Nashville and San Jose. This disc,
the first release from The Helen Scarsdale Agency and limited to 300
copies, contains the audio portion of the installation, culled from
performances of the last two years. The most striking quality of the
music herein can inadequately be described as its organic nature.
Haynes has produced four lengthy tracks, each composed entirely of
beautiful drones, but drones with a distinctly homespun feel. Contained
bell tones and gentle, metallic overtones leak into otherwise hollow,
spacious drones that recall the oceanic spaces of Coelacanth's music.
At times the listener feels outside, or underground, in a large breathing
space, or in the same land that produced Walter Marchetti's cavernous
recordings. Haynes has a way, however, of bringing his listener back
to reality, back to the tool shed so to speak, as he introduces subtle
incidental sounds into the mix. Evocative, even representative of
everyday things that clatter, scrape, and squeak, the sound sources
remain obscured, the sounds themselves never harsh or even disorienting.
Not having seen the Magnetic North installation, I can only
guess that it deals with issues of space and the unique transparencies
between large and small environments. Haynes' music is accessible
in a way that suggests his installation provides a womb-like atmosphere,
comfortably merged with wider, harrowing spaces in an examination
of the consistencies between the two. His music has neither the stoicism
of Marchetti nor the bombast of drone guru Phill Niblock, but feels
just right for Haynes' purposes. Though his work with Coelacanth may
see him drifting to the outer limits, here Haynes keeps the windswept
barrens just outside the door. |
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