Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Vincent D'Onofrio and Dana Lyn punk album: “It comes in bursts”

To paraphrase steal unapologetically from Steinbeck: Slim Bone Head Volt is a poem, a stink, a grating noise, a quality of light, a tone, a habit, a nostalgia, a dream. Slim Bone Head Volt is the gathered and scattered, tin and iron and rust and splintered wood, chipped pavement and weedy lots and junk heaps of an actor’s brain and a musician’s hands. Its inhabitant are, as the man once said, “whores, pimps, gamblers and sons of bitches,” by which he meant Vincent D’Onofrio. Had the man looked through another peephole he might have said, "Saints and angels and martyrs and holymen," and he would have meant Dana Lyn.

The simplified way to describe these noises and dreams is this: D’Onofrio’s spoken words set to Lyn’s music. But we are not simple people, and these are not simple times, and the actor and the musician gathered here laugh, nay, spit!, in the face of simpletons looking to hang their hats on something easy. Yes, words are spoken, and true, music sets the tone, but that’s about as close as it gets.
In the mirror world of Slim Bone Head Volt, the musician scores the soundtrack to the water balloons of thought that run through the actor’s head. Strings howl and percussion thumps while bells whistle and bass lines stalk, like a jazz band from hell recording in a smoke-filled zero gravity chamber. The speech erupts and whines, slinks and probes, never winking (possibly?) and never letting up (certainly)—a raging tempest of ridicule and a hilariously balmy assault upon the ears.
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The duo was born when, during rehearsals for an off-Broadway play in which both D’Onofrio and Lyn were cast members, the actor invited his innermost thoughts into the unsuspecting minds of his contemporaries via that modern day messiah of connection: the text message. The transmissions were long, rambling, and raucous, and Lyn, an accomplished multi-instrumentalist and composer, fell in love with them. In direct contradiction to the thumb-guided medium’s impermanence, she sought to give the messages new life by pairing them with her own original music and encouraged D’Onofrio to share more.

As for the project’s title, Lyn identifies the four words strung together as nonsense, but digs how they sound together—not unlike how some of her musical choices were made. “Slim Bone Head Volt is a code name for the strange juxtapositions, randomness, and incongruity in art,” says Lyn. “It is also actually an anagram for the exact opposite idea.”

“There’s no going back,” says D’Onofrio. “This is how things are supposed to feel.”

A brief thumbing through the journal’s virtual pages reveals tales of fragile ballerinas and imaginary friends, presidential aspirations and warring hands, heartfelt tending to pigs with nihilistic names, silent birds and hamsters with shoulder chips, fury and futility and the super-golden long-flowing hair of aspiration, ego, and of becoming Blanche DuBois. Like Tennessee Williams’ iconic Southern Belle, Mr. D’Onofrio is infinitely dependent on the kindness of strangers, and were he whisked away tomorrow to his divine rewards in the asylum it wouldn’t be soon enough.

“I just saw myself in the mirror and my image wouldn’t shut up,” he says. “I’m aware I’m performing but I only hear myself.”

The musician, given life by Ms. Lyn, has undertaken the challenge of holding up the instrumental mirror to the actor’s vague maelstrom of nature. “That’s the way that Vincent relates to me generally—vaguely,” she says, straight-faced. “We couldn’t be more different; but you could also call me his stunt double. I take the texts very seriously and try to create a musical world for each one. There’s no song and dance, we just do it.”

Half of the music was scored, and the other half improvised with direction based on D’Onofrio’s words. Thereby, the sound becomes just as instinctual for Lyn and her players as the delivery is for D’Onofrio. Despite having not seen any of the music before the recording, the assembled cast knocked out an entire album (plus 13 tracks that didn’t make the final cut) in two five-hour sessions, in a maximum of three takes for each song. The resulting product, titled Slim Bone Head Volt, will be released in February on Buddhabug Records. Live previews of the work have taken place infrequently and mysteriously at Joe’s Pub in New York, with another coming in late December. Other live appearances will follow the album’s release, including a stop at SXSW in March.

So, how can we expect to comprehend all this madness? How, to tear a page from the man once again, can the poem and the stink and the grating noise—the quality of light, the tone, the habit and the dream—be set down alive? Perhaps to comprehend Slim Bone Head Volt, the product of two maniacal minds who shall not, under any circumstance, be moved, you must simply open your own mind and let the stories crawl in by themselves.

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1 comment:

Regina Caschetto said...

I wish I understood this review. It seems like they're knocking the album & yet at the end saying you have to appreciate two creative minds.

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"In Dubious Battle" [2016]

"In Dubious Battle" [2016]
An activist gets caught up in the labor movement for farm workers in California during the 1930s. Vincent....Al Anderson


A story about the early life of Tennessee Williams

Directed by James Franco
Vincent D'Onofrio, Jacob Loeb

"American Falls" - [TBA]

In a rural town in Southern Idaho, the Suzukis, a Japanese American family, run a small motel. One night they get a strange visitor who sports ‘city’ clothes who turns out to be the first African-American man that Toru Suzuki’s children have ever seen. Yoshiko takes it upon herself to solve the mystery about this man, especially when 2 police officers come knocking on their door.

Short film produced by Erika Hampson.
Vincent D'Onofrio as Detective Foster.

'Purgatory' [TBA]

'Purgatory' [TBA]
Tagline: In the Wild West a lot of blood was spilled... but it didn't go to waste. Vincent....Dallas Stoudenmire

"A Fall From Grace" [TBA]

Detective Michael Tabb knows the city of St. Louis inside and out. He has felt its true heart, as much as its dark underbelly: but he does not know who, in both the dark and light - is taking the lives of young girls.

Director: Jennifer Lynch
Producer/Writer ...Eric Wilkinson

Vincent D'Onofrio ....George Lawson (GRACE's father)
Tim Roth.......Detective Tabb

Filming in St Louis - TBA

"Supreme Ruler" [TBA]

A man campaigns to become the leader of the Buffalo lodge.

Vincent D'Onofrio as Hank Dory
Ron Livingston as Steve
Marcia Gay Harden as Nancy

"The Monster Next Door" [TBA]

"The Monster Next Door" - Comedy Horror

Executive Produced by Dennis Johnson, Melanie Mohlman Produced by Eric Wilkinson, David Michaels
Written by Jim Robbins
Directed by Jennifer Lynch

Cast: Vincent D'Onofrio, Bill Pullman, French Stewart, Bill Moseley

'Down & Dirty Pictures' - [in Production - Filming TBA]

'Down & Dirty Pictures' - [in Production - Filming TBA]
Vincent......Harvey Weinstein

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