Robert Anbian And The Ufq: - The Unidentified Quartet
This odd mix of lounge ambient and quasi-Beat spoken word—poems that reveal quite the anal fetish at that—grows on you, like a slightly creepy uncle whose stories get better the more drinks he has. Backed by electronic percussionist . Doc Smith and Charles Unger on sax, and also by keys and bass, Anbian creates an impressionistic, dreamy ride through a typical cultural mecca at night, with love, politics and the aforementioned fetish in mind. Some rants, some hip word collage, some "Haikus for the White House." Call this lounge music for the apocalypse, with a little ‘60’s hope mixed in. 21st century hope is still a little elusive, but Anbian and company tell us to see the future in the past, and rave on.
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