Since 1996, Quarkspace has pursued
the sonic expression of space music with a fervor that has made the band
a fixture in the Columbus, Ohio, region. Blending elements of space rock,
ambient, psychedelic and electronics, Quarkspace utilizes guitars, keyboards,
drums, and effects to produce a lively sound that explores the more fantastic
reaches of the universe with (mostly) instrumental space music.
Quarkspace is Chet Santia, Jay Swanson,
Dave Wexler, Paul Williams and Darren Gough. These human beings achieve
an interstellar flair with a surprisingly minimal use of synthesizers.
It is through the ethereal fusion of more traditional instruments that
Quarkspace conjures their sonic evocations, immersing the listener in a
cosmic void that quickly fills with the band's inspiring compositions.
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Imagine if you will: the experimental
passion of the Sixties psychedelic rock scene supplanted to modern sensibilities
and infused with a fascination for outer space and cosmic riffs -- the
sonic beast you get when you gene-splice the Grateful Dead with Hawkwind.
This band also excels at improvisational
brilliance, jamming like a coalescing stellar mass teetering on the brink
of galactic ignition.
QUARKSPACE: Live Orion (CD on
Eternity's Jest Records)
This 68-minute CD was recorded live
at the Orion Space Rock Festival in Baltimore, 1997. This performance superbly
captures the band's atmospheric yet energetic sound.
There are some vocals, but the songs
are primarily instrumental dreams of fire. Lilting keyboards are present
in profusion: swooping in astral fields, or riffing in a progressive jazz
manner. Sinuous percussives provide lively tempos for the cosmic journeys,
whether in abstract peripheral structure, or pounding away in lizardly
rhythms. A subtle bassline slithers through the mix. But the guitars are
the dominant factor. Flaming guitars explode with teeth-grinding appeal
one minute, then stray into glissando nebulas the next. The unpredictability
of this melodic music is a thrilling aspect to the alliance these instruments
maintain.
Yet, with all these dynamics, the music
of Quarkspace possesses an ethereal calm, a dreaminess that carries the
listener from their physical environment to regions of fancy, where the
defining factors are only confined by the audience's imagination.
RealAudio samples:
Close
to the Whipping Post
Air
Siren
Space
QUARKSPACE: The Hidden Moon
(double CD on Eternity's Jest Records)
This 1999 double CD features 146 minutes
of Quarkspace, rocking the studio with their powerful space music, bringing
the wonders of the cosmos to cavort on earthly turf and in human ears.
Although the searing guitars still
play an integral part in this astral (mostly instrumental) music, the keyboards
have expanded to boldly play where no man has gone before. The percussives
have adopted a lusher flair, driving the melodies with a primal urgency.
Even the bass has become more prominent, thundering with sensuous vibrations,
underpinning the cosmic tuneage with the presence of a solid foundation,
while counterparting the organic drumming with ricocheting e-perc.
These instruments have learned to cooperate
even more than before, blending and melting into a fusion of sound that
takes on an extraterrestrial life of its own. The influence of Hawkwind
(circa "Space Ritual") has risen to infect the jam-aspects of the compositions,
with spiraling guitar riffs and swirling synthi timbres. Whether the music
is a surging celestial jam or a boiling dose of space funk or a melancholy
ballad or a stretch of nebulous ambience, Quarkspace deliver with unbridled
passion and relentless stamina.
This is not the type of music that
looks up at the sky, it becomes the sky. The songs expand to fill
the sky, saturating the void with their astral sense of wonder. This music
visits other worlds, merging with the mysteries that dwell beneath alien
sunlight. The tuneage breathes these foreign atmospheres, transmuting the
unfamiliar noble gases into shimmering mists of sonic transcendence, then
exhales these melodies into the listeners' auditory canals. Your head becomes
the music's final destination, a voyage that has spanned galactic vistas
to return to whisper its gathering of secrets in your ear.
QUARKSPACE: Spacefolds 5 (CD
EP on Eternity's Jest Records)
This release is the fifth in the band's
series of improvised sonic "Spacefolds" documents. (The previous four "Spacefold"
volumes were cassette releases, which are now sadly out of print.)
If you think "improv" means unfocused
and indulgent, then Quarkspace's "Spacefolds 5" is not for you. This band's
tightness flourishes under improvisational conditions.
Snarling guitar ushers you into a chamber
of snappy rhythms. You find yourself ankle-deep in sultry basslines. Synthesizers
bleep and churn, swirling the chamber's air currents with frolicsome weirdness.
A deeper rumble surges at the horizons that rim the room, a chorus of jet-exhausts
thundering with distant passage. The keyboards take up the percussive cycles
as the riff changes. Now the music plummets into hyperdrive, accelerating
the tempo and deviating the melody. The instruments are inflating, their
individual contributions melting together to form unearthly structures.
These new riffs tower over you, blazing into the sky with enticing fury.
Just as you are about to go supraluminal, sneaky percussive rhythms call
to you, luring you back into the physical universe.
And that's just the first of seven
sonic excursions contained on this 71-minute CD EP from 1999. But then,
you'd only notice that by watching the CD counter, as these improv pieces
flow together seamlessly into a hyper-harmonic auralscape.
NATIONAL STEAM: National Steam
(CD on Eternity's Jest Records)
National Steam is an offshoot project
by Quarkspace's Dave Wexler and Paul Williams. This self-titled 69-minute
CD was released in 1998. Six of the eleven tracks are improv pieces, applying
that sparkling fire found on the Quarkspace releases.
Jump aboard the National Steam express,
departing for the interstellar void with a full load of astral tuneage.
Lively keyboards fill the air with tumbling riffs and burbling electronic
effects. Percussion scampers through the mix, punctuating the flowing melodies
with locomotion. But the emphasis is on the electronics: sweetly sing-song
pitches, cyclic loops, intricate keys and sultry sequencers. Then suddenly,
four songs in, the guitar marks its entrance with a twisted spinning fury,
tearing its way through the keyboard dominance like . . . a train achieving
escape velocity. Some vocals exist in this music, but their presence is
infrequent.
Remarkably spacey, the compositions
are delightfully entertaining. The music explodes with epic ascendance,
reaching cosmic proportions with melodic ease.
RealAudio samples:
Pennsylvania
Special
The
Highs of March
Tronhop
Groov
Amoeba