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Pleasuresuite

Pleasuresuite

Philip E. Karnats

Independent, 2006

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“Won’t lust it only makes me hungry, won’t learn it’s just more to forget” and the Pleasesuite begins. “ “I see anger, despair, denial, regret and still it’s beautiful” and the Pleasesuite ends. Here is an album of selfish introspective complaining. Here is an album of self-destruction confined to a small Chicago Basement. Here is an album of sadness and confusion. He is an album that captures modern decay in all its tearful glory. What Philip E. Karnats has written, and produced is an album of extremes – an album where sad electronic hymns are followed by frantic city distortions of paranoia, of hate of despair. Here we find an ode to self-destruction, both on a personal and societal level. It seems to capture those moments when we are at our worst, when we are selfish and gloomy. It gives a voice to those lonely moments that can only exist within the perpetual motion of city life.

Mixing the fuzz of early-nineties industrial with the synthetic orchestration of the 80’s and the spirit of pop indie song writing, he draws on his experience form the Tripping Daisies to capture a very human sound. Between the chaos of these heavily synthesized arrangements we find little songs of longing, acoustic interludes that seem reminiscent of songs found on Beck’s Mellow Gold. An album of opposites, unapologetic in it’s honesty relentless in it’s drive. He sings words he has written out of necessity, a colorful barrage of poetic escapism and dirt and gravel realisms. He writes from the heart and though individually the songs that fill this album may very in quality and originality. The album has to be respected for it’s honesty and for it’s ambition. For the gloomy portraits it paints of a life that many of us may know to well. A life lived amidst the brick and stone of urban decay.
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