'Everyone is Everyone' Reviews (more to come):
Indie Workshop
reviewed by Grant Capes
http://www.indieworkshop.com/music.php?id=2363
You get these albums sometimes, and it is like reaching into
a black plastic garbage bag without looking. You might reach in and pull out
a cute puppy, or a hundred dollar bill. Or you might pull out twelve rusty steak
knives, blade first or a huge pile of that same puppy's steaming feces. Thankfully,
with Magicicada's newest concoction, I have pulled out a strange but magical
machine that seems to creak away on splintered sprocket wheels and projects
the dreams of long dead artists onto a nearby wall. Everyone is Everyone is
a dense and varied composition of sounds, some juxtaposed to mystify and others
melded together seamlessly.
Atlanta mastermind and chief musician, Christopher White, seems to pull these
random and disparate sounds from quite a variety of sources, both in the digital
and analog world, both from here and now and from before (by way of tape samples
and sampling conspirators, Destructo Swarmbots). White makes nine considerable
pieces of music, almost filling the limits of a mere compact disc, but never
resorts to filler pieces or empty space, unless it is called for in the compilation.
It is hard to imagine this music coming from Atlanta, and not the polar reaches
of Scandinavia or the dirty streets of New York. It has so much in common with
the works of the sound compositions of Basinski and Branca, as well as the dark
rhythmic potentials of the Double Leopards, Mouthus, and Axolotl camp. The beauty
in Magicicada's work is that isn't based simply of one or two of these models.
It is both alive with change and polyrhythms like the No-Neck Blues Band and
yet also content to hover ponderously like Stars of the Lid or Birchville Cat
Motel. Look carefully and often for more releases from this amazing Atlantean
(?), for I have a feeling he is going to make some big noises in the near future
(in addition to this astounding and considerable piece of work).
Sound Projector

SkyScraper Magazine
Pop Matters
Magicicada, Everyone Is Everyone (Public Guilt)
In this entrancing, beautifully packaged album of trance-inducing sound collages,
Atlanta musician Christopher White has combined various organic sounds such
as iron balls rolling on wooden floors, oven doors, and buses with more conventional
musical instruments, ironically creating something decidedly otherworldly. Strange,
unsettling, but oddly optimistic, it's the musical equivalent of a Bruce Conner
sculpture.
Touching Extremes
MAGICICADA - Everyone is everyone (Public Guilt)
The press notes narrate that, in order to spread his music around, Christopher
White (aka Magicicada) dumped 25 copies of his "Static line" CDR without
permission in the avantgarde bin at Tower Records. The 25 unsuspecting buyers
who took the risk found just one of the many facets of this Atlanta artist,
who is also a sound designer and photographer. "Everyone is everyone"
is variegated, brisk and well crafted, a teapot of deviated psychedelia, rancid
electronica and sounds coming from forgotten offshoots of Ed Wood's "Plan
9 from outer space", all of the above floating in a broth of Biota and
Zoviet France with exhausted batteries. Using dozens of acoustic and electric
instruments, manipulating tapes, voices and elastic looping, deforming most
sources until an imminent overload, Magicicada succeeds by not taking himself
too seriously; his music maintains that "homemade vibe" that makes
me prefer this CD to hundreds of "one-zither-note-in-a-300-second-digital-reverb"
releases dressed in Zen philosophy but totally meaningless. At least, White
lets us share some of his fun - and the drones of "Cause" are blood-icing
in their beauty.
Tiny Mix Tapes
reviewed by olskooly
Michael Jackson and Vice President Dick Cheney excepted, there are few creatures
in this world more unsettling and generally creepy than cicadas (or "locusts,"
as they are typically, and incorrectly, referred to in the Midwest). Ugly and
repugnant, yet somehow able to arouse ghoulish fascination, cicadas are a seasonal
fixture that you get used to after a while, until you don't even think about
them any more; though deep down inside you know they're there, lurking in the
shadows. Like the monotonous, summertime thrum of the cicada, there is something
disquieting, yet strangely assuasive, about Everyone is Everyone, the new full-length
release from Magicicada, issued on Baltimore's Public Guilt Records.
Magicicada is the project of musician Christopher White, a long-time resident
of Atlanta. Everyone is Everyone is an incredibly enigmatic release that shares
characteristics with several musical genres. Though the occasional glimpse of
free folk can be caught here, Magicicada should best be thought of as pure sound
design where instrumentation takes on secondary, even tertiary importance. Mood
and atmosphere are the operative words here. None of the tracks on Everyone
is Everyone possesses anything resembling conventional song structureat least,
not for very long. The murky and brooding "Wellbelow" is the album's
only track featuring recognizable vocals; in this case, sung by Trulee Grace
Hall. Periodically, a recognizable musical instrument surfaces through the music's
chemical haze, but White is clearly in his element piecing these tracks together
using layer upon layer of field recordings, incidental noises, and "found
sounds."
Though Everyone is Everyone fits neatly, for the most part, into the "noise
rock" pigeonhole, the album, with its cavernous, nocturnal atmosphere,
is more akin to the recordings of Birchville Cat Motel and Stars of the Lid
than Wolf Eyes and Jazzkammer. Magicicada's tracks are long, dense patchworks
of undulating, mechanical sounds that recall the disturbing, twilit world of
David Lynch's Eraserhead. As Alan Splet's sound design was the perfect accompaniment
to the grim industrial wasteland Lynch's characters inhabited, White's recordings
seem to evoke images of a similar environment. Hissing pipes, electrical white
noise, metallic drones, and other unidentifiable sounds, whether natural or
unnatural, are the backbone, if one can consider it as much, of Everyone is
Everyone.
One of those CDs that you deliberately put off opening because it looks so fascinating,
Everyone is Everyone is a beautifully packaged album that is a work of art in
itself. White's mysterious and deliberately obscure artwork gives the listener
little idea of what resides inside, but in an era of digital music where the
significance of cover art and packaging has all but gone by the wayside, this
Magicicada album really stands out. An intriguing and engaging release, Magicicada's
Everyone is Everyone is a highly listenable record that juxtaposes delicate
ambient passages with harsh, edgy soundscapes.
MARC WEIDENBAUM Reviewed for disquiet.com/
E/I magazine
MAGICICADA
Everyone Is Everyone
Public Guilt
The cicada comes up often in discussion of electronic music. Theres
something unmistakably cicada-like in a particular realm of sonic
experimentation, when samples or just pure synthesis are revved up to a
hardy range of cycles, when the sounds reach a fever pitch. Despite
having adopted the insect as his namesake, Christopher White, aka
Magicicada, is generally more interested in a kind of homespun
methodology that rarely approaches the level of activity required to
simulate bugsound, except as a distant backdrop to the goings-on. No,
instead on Everyone Is Everyone we get gently rolling sweeps of domestic
tinkering, with everything from household goods to toys to guitar (and
snoring, maybe?) directed into generally gentle tapestries that are the
audio equivalent to scrapbooks. Oven door percussion? Check.
Resonating metal pieces? Check. An alternate title might have been
Everything Is an Instrument. Not everything is tranquil. For the
Father suggests some serious parental issues, with dark drones, vibrant
little noises and rattles that suggest bad memories. And Peach Is Pink
is initially so over-clocked it could give Kid 606 a run for his laptop,
though it quickly mellows into a raga of quotidian sound cues. Even when
the echo is set on heavy (Wellbelow) and the samples are looping
interminably (Cause), you can still smell good cooking from the
kitchen and feel shag carpet under your feet. MARC WEIDENBAUM
Foxy Digitalis
Magicicada is the very impressive debut from Atlanta based musician/sound
designer/photographer Christopher White. "Everyone is Everyone" could
have been titled "Everything is Everything" as it often seems White
is trying to pack all his musical interests, all his experimentation, and every
found sound into one recording as if it's the only chance he's going to get.
While all the tracks are undeniable solid and well executed there just seems
to be too much of everything all at once. There are moments when the density
of White's compositions work really well and create just the right mindset to
sooth or unnerve... it doesn't matter which, either would have been just as
fun. There is a string of songs "I Demand My Fucking Cloud", "Turi'",
and "Peach is Pink" that channel Matthew Bower perfectly and ended
up being my touchstone for the entire disc. They were no less busy than the
others and White probably manipulated no less than 150 instruments/items to
create each track but here they work. Unlike many other 'experimental' recordings,
I didn't find my enjoyment so the artist could accomplish all he wanted to with
the piece. There was a connection between the creator and listener that had
been illusive until that point in the album. Had White not been able to forge
that bond, the disc would have been a total mess. I think that, had the album
been focused into two separate albums, one of electronics feedback distortion
and drone, and the other field recordings entwined with the Amon DÃï¿1⁄2Ãï¿1⁄2l
(either group) freakout/psych approach and expanded from there... heads would
have been instantly melted. - Chris Jacques
Semtexinc.com
Magicicada: Everyone Is Everyone
Magicicada is one man and a load of instruments. Christopher
White, mastermind behind Magicicada, sound designer and photographer (the first
500 copies of this compact disc come with a print of one of his photographs),
is based in Atlanta and has delivered a 70 minutes trip of dark, creepy and
ambient instrumental music. With the first listen of this album I was thrown
back into time: I felt memories creeping up of strange music coming out of my
speakers, music that was made by bands with weird names such as Nurse With Wound
and The Anti Group. Thats what you get when record reviewers are getting older:
theyre throwing names around that you, the young and hip music listener, have
never heard of.
Everyone Is Everyone is an experimental album made by natural instruments and
therefore sounds very organic. White used, and I quote, pump organ, voice, contact
mics on faulty electrical lines, melodica, toys, iron balls rolling on wooden
floors, accordion, cellophane, air cans, tape decks for the blind, guitar, shruti
box, MARTA (Atlantas public transit), synths, oven door (percussion,) cellos,
zurna, paper, frogs in the backyard, and the remains of Hurricane Denis shaking
the roof. Im sure he didnt use all these instruments in all the songs of this
album, because actually all pieces sound quite minimalist. And on top of that,
on some tracks White was joined by some guest musicians such as Destructo Swarmbots
or the singing of Trulee Grace Hall.
The song Secret History reminded me strongly of Coil in their Music To Play
In The Dark period, and in fact this is exactly what it is: music to play in
the dark, for intense listening. This is not a record that you will put on while
doing the dishes or mopping the floor. I surely wouldnt recommend it. The central
point of this album is the almost 17 minutes lasting I Demand My Fucking Cloud.
There are so many things happening on this track, things that you will only
discover after a few listens. None of the tracks here have a conventional song
structure, although there are bits and pieces of what you might call free folk,
but the atmosphere and the mood change so swiftly that there is simply no genre
for this music. I said free folk, but there is also ambient, drones, industrial,
noise and even a bit of singing in Wellbelow (the shortest and maybe also creepiest
track on this album, these voices give me the shivers).
Is there nothing bad about this album? Yes there is, it is too long, and there
is some disturbing eastern or Asian music on here that does not fit the picture
(as in Peach Is Pink). And somehow, I sense a lack of unity in this record.
It feels as different tracks were thrown together without much ado about the
overall ambience of it. And that is the reason why I have never listened to
the whole of this album.
Oh you were asking for contemporary names, thats right I hear some of the atmosphere
of Stars Of The Lid, I hear the pulsing rhythms of Double Leopards, and I hear
compositional structures as made before by Glenn Branca. But in the first place
I hear Magicicada, a rather unique musical project, and Im not done with it
completely. This asks for more listening, more discovering.
Aural Pressure
Magicicada is the alter-ego of Atlanta based musician/sound designer/photographer,
Christopher White. "Everyone is Everyone" features the blending of
diverse sound and instrumental sources into an effusive and colorful whole.
Through nine tracks (clocking in at just over an hour) east Asian instruments,
found sounds, traditional American and European folk instruments, as well as
electronics and field recordings come together to tell tales of personal triumphs
and frustrations. Mr. White performs regularly live and this shows in the tracks
on this CD. The first five hundred copies of "Everyone is Everyone"
come with "...custom photo(s) plus random suprises!". No idea what
those "random surprises" might be. Given the quality of the CD package
and the imaginative artwork, i'm sure there's something intriguing to be found
packaged with those first five hundred disks.
The track 'Secret History' is as interesting structurally as it is sonically.
Very refreshing to be taken for a ride like this. The "instrumentation"
featured here is equally as fascinating.
'Cause' features guitar. I love the guitar. It is an instrument of tremendous
depth capable of immeasurable subtlty as well as extream harshness. The instrument
is put to extremly good use here by Bill Coonan. Generally speaking, Magicacada's
magnificent use of loops throughout this collection gives the pieces a sense
form without dumbing down the intricacy. Nice work.
Industrial.Org
There is a black and white image that came with my copy of this disc, a
picture of someone holding a slimy black thing in their hand next to a
spider's web, and while this dark image isn't really fitting for the music,
it still kickass ass. This is the first Magicicada disc I've heard, and it's
a pretty good introduction.
What you get here is a nice collection of drones and experimental sounds,
lots of found soundish stuff blending in with the sounds to create a very
interesting type of thick and textured ambience. Each track sounds
completely different from the one before it, yet there is an overall
cohesion and style to the record. At times it is pretty weird, even for
experimental, and I like it. It kind of reminds me of what I've heard from
Dronament, but with more stuff thrown into the mix. The only thing that bugs
me here is a few seconds where some Half Japaneseesque vocals come into the
mix, but it's a minor complaint and doesn't challenge the overall
experience. if you're looking for some good experimental drone music that
will give you both something to chill out to and something to think about,
give this disc a try. Recommended for sure.JPW
Crucial Blast:
Everyone Is Everyone
Public Guilt
Magicicada is one Christopher White, an Atlanta musician and artist who creates
mystical sound collages and evocative, organic drones from a arsenal of folk
instruments, found objects,samplers, and field recordings. The nine tracks on
Everyone Is Everyone range from shimmering pastoral drones to dense and hypnotic
electronic tides joined by tribal clatter, vocal experimentation, skittery free
improv, tape loop hallucinations, and ghostly folksy strum. All sorts of instruments
and objects are at play here...the buzzing of contact mics and faulty electrical
lines,melodica and pump organ, toys and bells and synths, the sounds of wind
and frogs and public transit systems. The field recordings, otherworldy sounds
and drones, and cinematic terrain take this into a kind of Sun City GIrls meets
Sunroof! territory. Quite dreamy and beautiful. Good stuff for fans of Sunroof,
Ashtray Navigations, Birchville Cat Motel, Avarus, RIchard Youngs, Burning Star
Core, and all manner of free drone improv bliss. The first 500 discs contain
a print of cool/mysterious treated photography by Christopher White. Packaged
in an Arigato Pak style sleeve gorgeously printed by Stumptown. Another winner
from our buddy JR at Public Guilt, released in tandem with the BLAZING free-rock
document from The Psychic Paramount!
Vital Weekly
http://www.staalplaat.com/)From a joint review with my labelmate
Psychic Paramount.
Of a totally different nature is Magicicada, aka Christopher White and
also someone I never heard of. Apparently he is always recording and
performing on a wide array of sound devices pump organ, voice, contact
mics on faulty electric lines, melodica, toys, iron balls rolling
wooden floors etc (this being not even half the list) and has had a
couple of releases on CD and CDR. Every track on the CD is noted with
long lists of recording notes, and if you read them, they give the
impression of someone who is also frantically moving about. Not caring
about how or why, this is best described as 'outsider' music. It moves
along lines of improvised music, eastern and western folk music, lo-fi
singer songwriter stuff and minimalist patterns on the cello, but
never going to be anything close to being accessible: there is a
strong element of experimental music to it, but at the same time
things remain highly listenable. Again, great stuff. (FdW)
Address: http://www.publicguilt.com
JustAddNoise
Let me just start by saying that anyone who will dump a couple dozen copies
of their own CDRs into a bin at the local Tower Records deserves to be heard.
And both are true of Christopher White aka Magicicada. Seems like a good guerilla
marketing plan to me, but I might suggest making up some stickers to put on
them that say something like "FREE - for promotional purposes only. Not
for resale_ especially by these corporate fuckers!? I'd love to see the look
on the manager's face when he tried to stop me from walking out the door with
that.
This newest release by White is an eerie, dark exploration in sound design.
With an organic approach to creation, these eastern and folk influenced experimental
works rival some of the strangest electronic ambient out there - from drifting
soundscapes to meditative trances. The list of sound sources reads more like
two separate lists. One of instruments. And one of random shit that makes noise.
Pump organ, contact mics on faulty electrical lines, melodica, accordion, guitar,
synths, cellos_ and iron balls rolling around on a wooden floor, air cans, public
transit buses, oven doors, paper, cellophane, frogs_ You get the idea and you've
all heard the found sound records that go out of their way to be obscure, but
these tracks play more as the soundtrack to everyday life that the actual sound
of everyday life.
Particular highlight tracks include: "Well Below?, which is a collage of
soft typewriter-ish pecks and clicks, twinkling chimes, distant, chanting vocals,
somber wails that sound vaguely like bagpipes, all over a slow, droning backdrop.
Chaotic yet hypnotic. "I Demand My Fucking Cloud? has a slow freak folk
guitar loop and fuzzed out waves of distortion that eventually evolve into quiet,
staticy noise with constantly changing layers of sound from indistinguishable
origins. That and the best track name I've heard in a while. And "Cause?,
which you can go ahead and experience for yourself right now.
Radium Club
Magicicada - Everyone is Everyone (CD)
Public Guilt, 2006
Public Guilt's line of original and difficult to categorise releases continues,
this time with a brand new album from Magicicada. The band consists of Christopher
White alone, but on most of the songs that make up his latest effort Everyone
is Everyone he is joined by a whole cadre of guest musicians.
As is typical for many Public Guilt artists, Magicicada's material too is quite
experimental, with ambientish overtones accompanied by taped segments and occasional
more traditional instruments. The result is an electroacoustic hodgepodge that
is astonishingly varied and constantly changing. The sounds used to construct
the tracks are pleasantly unique and Mr. White can definitely not be blamed
for lack of creativity when it comes to choosing his sample material, since
he has used the sounds of cellophane and the Atlanta public transit system among
other things. Combined with occasional melodies these sounds create a very peculiar
feeling, almost as if the listener were walking through an exotic city, hearing
street musicians, random parts of conversations, traffic noise and radios tuned
to different channels as he goes by.
For the most of its playing time Everyone is Everyone is a very enjoyable, high
quality experience, but unfortunately a few odd things detract from the pleasure,
like for example the completely random sounding zurna melody in Peach is Pink,
or some abrupt changes in style in the middle of a track. Despite these admittedly
quite insignificant complaints the album is a delightful piece of work and Magicicada
itself a fine addition to the label's roster.
'Putting Out Fires Unfinished' Reviews:
Magicicada architect Christopher White has a penchant for subtle explorations that slowly build into ideas; these, in turn, form their own worlds, and as sudden as their birth, disappear from whence they came. A more appropriate title for this work would be The Art of the Drone or Never Reaching Our Destination, and Liking It. The majority of the compositions here are exactly that: prolonged, soaring sounds that swell and gurgle with activity, bereft of origin, climax and closure. At first it's a bit unnerving because it feels like you are being led somewhere. Then you realize it's not about getting from point A to point B; the sights and details of the journey are what matters. White's taste for using live, original materials as sound sources perpetuates his universe and gives him an advantage over the ever-growing number of chumps using sample CDs and synth presets; if you have a hard time submerging yourself in this sort of music without ticking off Roland D-50 patches as you hear them, you'll be happy. "Black Bit Memory" takes a slowly evolving raspy cello melody for a nearly-eight-minute ride through what sounds like wind chimes or cutlery, almost intelligible voices and mysterious and subtle creaking. A backwoods haunted dinner party on the porch? "Recrossing" combines a bassy, liquid flow and distant steel mill hammering, rising to a peak through skillful frequency combinations. Once again, the sounds are crafted in a way that makes them almost recognizable, but enigmatic enough to keep everything surreal. The care and craftsmanship with which White wields his materials helps these compositions to dodge ambient music's deadliest trap: White makes music, not sound design.