HinweiseIt s time to twang like the big bang only a little more explosively. The
timelessly desirable 44 minutes of Days of Twang delight immediately
endlessly, day by day and all through the night. With the first album for their
new label (and their sixth overall) DEPHAZZ announce a retrospective
recommencement, as well as the departure into ever more wonderful times and
spaces hot on the heels of international successes in dreamy heights and
numbers, as well as a host of sensations in Hollywood-movies or Japanese
commercials

In merciless quality and surprising as ever, Pit Baumgartner does more than
refurnish the original copies of his collages, cuts and restaurations. The
maestro primarily twangs his soundscapes and the gracious gifts of his guests
into fifteen fantastic songs, completely in the moment and far beyond always
adhering to the slogan pleasure is the law and thus legally enjoyable. There
were many musical directions DEPHAZZ could have developed into , Pit Baumgartner
admits. I decided to follow another route. The right one, obviously, as
hellishly harmonious hymns like the Elvis-ly Devil s Music or the smug Bossa
Nova Hell Alright prove. Not to forget Le Petit Bastard , flown right in from
a Beatclub on Jamaica, the total relaxation of Better World and the jazzy
umbrage of Shadow Of A Lie . Hell, while we re at it, take the instructional
Boogie Philosophy , to be instantly applied on any and every accessible
dancefloor, or My Society , an acute time-trip to good ol Swinging London
as prime examples, too. Why Pit Baumgartner had the Rock n Roll of his
foremothers in mind while travelling bass, beats and loops in tow to
DEstination PHuture jAZZ, he best explains himself. This time around
Rock n Roll had to show how far it bends until it breaks , he says. This
Rock n Roll, an accumulation of twangs in the higher frequencies of my
portable Galaxy -radio, was my introduction to the world of music. And I had
some unfinished business with it. Not least, because these guys never had any
bass to speak of when heard through my old speakers. That had to be changed
Hello and hooray it is done

Days of Twang shines in perfect imperfection. Full of those dirty details
that make sense on the spot, but only really sink in after repeated listening
The motif behind all this is neither mainstream nor underground, but love for
the experiment. Pit Baumgartner s combatants in this endeavor are loyal legends
as ever. Barbara Lahr, for instance, who already sang with the Space
Rock -outfit Guru Guru, shows DEPHAZZ roots in the krauty Jazz-Rock of the
Seventies on Dancing With My Hands and Nonsensical Things . Pat Appleton
nourishes the album with her refreshing cynicism ( Hell Alright ) and
haphazardly leafs through a dusty photo-album about late-Sixties London ( My
Society ). Paul St. Hilaire mixes classic Jazzguitar-licks and riddim grooves on
Better World , a collaboration by Pit Baumgartner and Moritz von Oswald. Karl
Frierson rounds it off in typically heartbreaking ( It Will Turn Out Right ) and
un-typically countrybluesrocking style ( What s The Use Of...? ). The whole
thing is an open cosmos and a conclusive effort at the same time almost a
concept-album, whose parts perfectly function on their own

However windy and cold the weather may be, Days of Twang offer purgatory
affection and the deceivingly comfortable quiet before the storm. It s time to
twang