Yip-Yip - Pro-Twelve Thinker

Strictly Amateur Films

Rating: 4/10

Although this record definitely doesn’t knock me off my feet, it may be worth a listen by all those noise lovers out there. Formed by Brian Esser and Jason Temple in Longwood (a suburb of Orlando), Yip-Yip may be regarded as the new acquisition in the world of a certain art form that finds its G-spot near a multitude of keyboards and synthesizers.

First self-released as a CD-R in 2003 and limited to 300 copies, Pro-Twelve Thinker is now re-issued on Strictly Amateur Films. I don’t know about you, dear reader, but I could go to sleep without all these disassembled gushes of notes, spilled as if “harmony” and “rhythm” were not words of their dictionary. I wouldn’t go as far as stating that this music is structure-less - because it does have one - but theirs is rather difficult to ascertain.

Probably poured into a hiss-swamped tape recorder, “100 MPH Checker Champ” is a pictorial map of noise, pulling hard at the very fabric of the song (wait; let’s call it a ‘piece’ or whatever, not song). A handful of tracks later and there comes the obnoxious “High Heel to Mammal”, which sounds like a serrated knife chopping your arm off, with all its blips chiming in agonizing pain. Undoubtedly, the problem with this album is that it barely gives itself oxygen, placing a turbine of resounding paraphernalia at the helm most of the time.

Constant reruns of Pro-Twelve Thinker induce terrible headaches and a sense of animosity toward the outside world; a regular human being needs some puffs of fresh air to breathe. I can only hope that one day this noise-related scene will become out of vogue, and out of the renewed ghetto will emerge a refilled set of bands, willing to please themselves as well all music enthusiasts. Until then, I shall put this out to temporary pasture, and that’s the best I can do.

But find out for yourself and your tolerances: you may find this as remarkable a statement as Marvin Gaye’s languid howl on “Sexual Healing”. That’s the beauty of music, and certainly that of noise and whatnot. That being said, the naïve, childish drawings inside its liner notes are inspired.

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