
CHRIS WALLA
Tape Loops
(Trans Records)
**** (out of 5)
Think of Tape Loops as a palate cleanser for Chris Walla, after departing Death Cab for Cutie last year. Since 1997, heโs been a key figure in Northwest indie rock as a songwriter, producer, and guitarist. Now Wallaโs made a five-track instrumental album out of tape loops calledโฆ Tape Loops. What it reveals is a musician who soared to lofty heights in the rock realm retreating into a more introspective approach that may entice fans of Brian Eno and Harold Buddโparticularly their indeterminate yet beautiful 1984 LP, The Pearl, which murmurs ineffable koans in your ears, leaving dewdrops of watercolor solemnity on your memory bank. Tape Loops isnโt quite in that echelon, but itโs close.
Confession: Death Cab for Cutieโs music always leaves me feeling ambivalentโalthough I do like that one kraut-rock-inspired jam, โI Will Possess Your Heart.โ They’re emblematic of a certain strain of tastefully innocuous rock thatโs strikes me as MOR. Wallaโs 2008 solo debut full-length, Field Manual, followed in a similarly nice, conventional, confessional rock mode. However, Tape Loops is a departure from all that, and therefore, a risk. Can you imagine a KeyArenaโs worth of DCFC fans venturing into the hinterlands of ambient and new age to zone out to Tape Loops? Liar, you cannot.
The opening โKantaโs Themeโ sets the contemplative tone that Walla maintains for the albumโs 38 minutes: delicate, well-spaced piano notes glisten over icy drones suggestive of Wallaโs new home in Scandza, Norwayโalthough gorgeous closer โFlytogetโ adds sparse guitar accents. Walla has tapped into a special vein of ambient music that evokes a free-floating melancholy, without spilling over into bathos. For chill, long-attention-spanned listeners, it will possess their hearts.
