But if Liquid Liquid showed any undeniable influence, it was DNA, the one band any musician of that era—jazz, noise, DJ culture—will cite. Arto Lindsay sang in English while making it sound like another language. His guitar playing had no truck with known tunings, opting for small noises nothing like the Hoover Dams Branca built. Bassist Tim Wright played elegant and melodic lines, the most songlike aspect of songs that avoided songs.
Drummer Ikue Mori played in her own orbit and time. DNA sounded like they had recovered recordings from a country that has yet to be found. In four years, they were gone. Like Lindsay, Principato sang nominally in English. He mangled his lyrics with echo and pronunciation, leaving behind a few decipherable words: time , out , better , phenomenon.
Because of no money, the first Liquid Liquid EP featured two studio tracks and three live tracks recorded at Hurrahs in February of Stick man! This was about framing. Tying Liquid Liquid to the swollen bursts of no wave fails. They were proper patterns. Of everything they put out, this is their most slippery stuff. This is the haze of dub without any overt reference to reggae.
McGuire plays harmonics on his bass as often as he plays notes. Principato drags out his syllables and hints at quiet ecstasy.
If you dropped this record onto another continent and stripped out the names, someone might think it was Satie pieces rearranged for percussion. This was not as spacious as the name suggests. Of the four immaculate songs, one secured Liquid Liquid a permanent place in the pop songbook. It is as much the sound of being unable to play as it is some kind of clever phrasing. It is beyond clever when paired with the drumming, percussion, and vocals. It was another effortless and inexplicable New York groove, but no obvious smash until Sugar Hill Records got their hands on it.
The Sugar Hill house band replayed the song, and Melle Mel rapped about the dangers of cocaine over it. On future pressings, Mel became Grandmaster Melle Mel. One name was still missing, though: Liquid Liquid.
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