It’s rare this kind of debut makes you wish its maker would go in several directions at once (I’d love to hear Ihara explore both solo piano and more severe electronic mess), but Odori suggests that whatever direction he goes, radicalfashion is worth following.   Full text...

This is strange, beautiful music, with few interpretative cues: The delicate trickles and singing reverberations of "Opening" evokes metal and water, while the sprightly tones of "Ballet" straddle a compelling rhythm track that defies identification beyond something rolling, tearing, and clattering.  Full text...

Radicalfashion’s debut manages to expand formalism with expressionist swaddling, and it swaddles through its very modern production and very carefully herded noise. And it doesn’t sound like Philip Glass because Philip Glass never sounded this raw.  Full text...

It’s where the romantic era and the electronic age meet; it’s Odori.  Full text...

Much of this is essentially a pleasant sequence of piano solos; only when new sounds emerge from the keystrokes does the concoction hit home.  Full text...