What: Mystery Palace
When: 9 p.m., Friday
Where: 7th St. Entry (701 N. First Ave.)
Mystery Palace founder Ryan Olcott touts a laudable local pedigree. The Twin Cities musician spent the bulk of the âĂ„Ă´90s and early aughts fronting the expansive rock group, 12 Rods. Their densely orchestrated 1996 âĂ„ĂşGay?âĂ„Ăą EP is on the short list of releases that Pitchfork deemed worthy of their oft-derided 10.0 rating.
Even within the confines of their big-guitar rock, OlcottâĂ„Ă´s clocked hours with 12 Rods carried a sonically diverse pallet. ItâĂ„Ă´s such mind-turning explorations that have made Mystery Palace, his current circuit-bending pet project, a stable center for his creative focus.
âĂ„ĂşItâĂ„Ă´s always been a struggle for me as a songwriter, especially with 12 Rods,âĂ„Ăą Olcott said. âĂ„ĂşI spread myself really thin on the things I wanted to try out and capture in a song musically. I did a lot of rock stuff. I tried a lot of ambient stuff, but I never really felt like I captured a song. But with this group and our resources we kind of locked ourselves into this focus.âĂ„Ăą
OlcottâĂ„Ă´s Mystery Palace trio is the simmering resultant of his involvement with circuit bending. The technique, most critically associated with the contemporary noise scene, involves the gutting and resoldering of simple audio devices. While last monthâĂ„Ă´s âĂ„ĂşNervioâĂ„Ăą EP demonstrates a greater diversity than basic electronic ruminations, this technical practice has come to be OlcottâĂ„Ă´s creative and songwriting nucleus.
As is the case with many newfound benders, Olcott started his tweaking practices on a commonplace childhood toy back in 2003 âĂ„Ă® a bit before the dissolution of 12 Rods.
âĂ„ĂşA friend of mine named Markus Lunkenheimer from Skoal Kodiak just kind of opened up one of his old Speak and Spells,âĂ„Ăą he said. âĂ„ĂşI was kind of like âÄòWow, this is really all it is.âĂ„Ă´âĂ„Ăą
Naturally, Olcott has moved from this fledgling phase of electronic reinvention. His house now plays host to a graveyard of modified sound devices. Even with this wealth of untapped machinery, Olcott still falls upon his old standby, the Yamaha PSS-470.
âĂ„ĂşIâĂ„Ă´m always either improvising on that stuff still or writing music on it,âĂ„Ăą he said. âĂ„ĂşItâĂ„Ă´s funny. Who else is going to do it? No one else is going to take this machine seriously. ItâĂ„Ă´s like a $30 keyboard you get on eBay.âĂ„Ăą
This mindset of creative resuscitation isnâĂ„Ă´t simply part of OlcottâĂ„Ă´s productive process. ItâĂ„Ă´s somewhat of a metaphor that aurally drips onto every Mystery Palace track. His electronic implementation dances from blippy âĂ„Ă´80s anachronisms toward lush millennial atmospheres.
At the bedrock of this technical waltz are the irremovable instrumentations of bassist James Buckley and drummer Joey Van Phillips. There is an uncanny pop cadence that the two bring the project âĂ„Ă® something that softens OlcottâĂ„Ă´s otherwise synthetic compositions.
âĂ„ĂşThe sound is the guys with me,âĂ„Ăą Olcott said. âĂ„ĂşJamesâĂ„Ă´ bass tone and JoeyâĂ„Ă´s ability to follow the sequences that are thrown at him, thereâĂ„Ă´s really no one else I know that can make those sounds.âĂ„Ăą
The effortless gelling is apparent throughout âĂ„ĂşNervio.âĂ„Ăą Van Phillips and Buckley are a presence that gives the whole project a Vangelis jazz-group appeal. A song like âĂ„ĂşAmericaâĂ„Ăą also weaves these contrasting cultural talking points towards similar realms of lyrical clashes. Amid dour surrealism, Olcott delivers a whisper of a chorus, âĂ„ĂşWe live in America, she said/Hey, anything can happen.âĂ„Ăą
ThereâĂ„Ă´s something historically conscious and reflexive in these Mystery Palace moments. ItâĂ„Ă´s also wholly apparent in OlcottâĂ„Ă´s approach to circuit bending itself.
âĂ„ĂşTo me at the time it was kind of, you know, post-modern,âĂ„Ăą Olcott said. âĂ„ĂşYou harvest the sounds right, and it sounds like something a little bit more extensive than it really is.âĂ„Ăą
With words like that, it almost seems like Olcott doesnâĂ„Ă´t see himself as a true player of these instruments. Even if that is the case, heâĂ„Ă´s still one helluva conductor.