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Germany's the Notwist and Oakland's Anticon are the hottest new coupling since Bennifer

Say, did you hear the one about the rapper, the electronic noise sculptor, the experimental beats producer, the fey singer, the stream-of-consciousness writer, the punk band, the guitar shredder, the guys from Oakland, and the guys from Germany all getting together to make a record? No? Oh, cool, 'cause that's what this column is all about.

Oakland's abstract rap-tastrophe artists Themselves and Germany's too-many-things-for-one-adjective the Notwist are in love. Turns out they've been dating for a couple of years. But now, according to sources from both camps, an album is in the works. And that's great news for the planet: The group that remade hip hop and the group that remade electronic indie-pop are about to have a baby together. Finally the global underground independent-music community has its own Bennifer!

It's not an exaggeration to say that the Notwist's Neon Golden was one of the best, most talked-about records of 2002, as well as last year (it was released as an import in '02, then domestically at the beginning of 2003). While you didn't see a video for the album on TRL, within hipster circles (not to mention in the pages of somewhat well-known publications like, oh, the New York Times) it was drenched in praise. And for good reason.

Being Themselves: Jel and 
Doseone are crazy. The Notwist can 
Being Themselves: Jel and Doseone are crazy. The Notwist can help.


Themselves and the Notwist perform separate sets on Monday, Feb. 16, at 8 p.m. at Slim's, 333 11th St. (at Folsom), S.F. Expect the first taste of the collaboration to leak out during the Notwist's encore.

Tickets are $15-17



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For the uninitiated: The record is 51 minutes of processed bliss. If you're familiar with Radiohead's Kid A, imagine that dour masterpiece if you gave it three hits of Ecstasy and a blow job. Neon's songs average about four minutes, with choruses that feel like a back rub after a hard day at the office. Ahhhhh.

Of course, catchy hooks do not a genius album make. If you're like me, hooks are as liable to be a deterrent as an attractor, sounding all desperate, as if the band really wants you to like its music so it's gonna be G-C-D chords from here on out. But Neon Golden avoids this pitfall, because interspersed throughout are things like strange electronic textures, breakbeats, banjos, violins, and just a lot of weird-ass juju. What happens after you listen to the record a couple of times is that you realize it's not a pop record at all, but an experimental record disguised as pop. Which makes perfect sense.

See, the guys in the Notwist have been at it for more than 14 years, and they didn't start out playing the music they've perfected on Neon Golden. Listen to their self-titled debut from 1990 and what you hear is an angry, confused band; The Notwistis a punk-metal record full of embarrassing lyrics and loud, derivative riffs. Throughout the '90s, the band exploded this sound only to piece it back together in a different way, releasing albums like 1995's Nook and 1998's Shrink, which saw the musicians channeling the angst and energy of their early material into an aesthetic that wandered stuporlike through worlds of jazz and prog-rock and electronica.

Neon Golden is the net result of years of this kind of sculpting, of finding a sound and then misplacing it, of winning fans only to confuse and lose them. So while on the surface a collaboration between the Notwist and Themselves seems odd, it's actually a perfect pairing. As part of that zany Oakland-based hip hop collective Anticon, the members of Themselves -- rapper Doseone and producer Jel -- are no strangers to experimenting at the expense of popular acceptance.

"People were very into us because we were part of this underground hip hop thing," says Doseone, speaking from a recent tour stop in New York. He's talking about the acclaim Anticon received after it formed a few years back, when white underground rap was all the rage. "They're getting into this white rap explosion thing, whatever that may be. But we've quickly dismayed most of those people that want to grab this. They're looking at us and going, 'Whooooaaa, too much texture. I don't have the time to [process] something like that.' And Notwist, they've done exactly what they wanted to do. They've let it go. They've lost fans and had them return and then found their sound. We're doing the same thing."

While much of the collective's output borders on the opaque, Themselves' The No Music, released in 2002, reaches new heights of obfuscation; you may find it in the hip hop section of Amoeba, but that's the most it has in common with the records on either side of it. This is not an unexpected development, nor is it a bad thing at all.

Anticon's stated mission was to lob a cherry bomb down hip hop's toilet. At first, fans and critics applauded Anticon albums like 1999's Music for the Advancement of Hip Hop, which featured the whole collective, including Themselves, then known simply as Them, taking turns on songs that were out-there but accessible. Yet it was only a matter of time before this anti-pop ate itself -- that's what you hear on The No Music, on which Jel's production consists of swatches of noise and melody wandering in search of a beat, and Doseone's lyrics stream out in manic, indecipherable bursts. Hip hop purists and critics did not care for the garbled mess, and they accused the duo of being self-indulgent and pretentious, despite the fact that The No Music is the natural result of that same spirit of advancement that these naysayers were drawn to in the first place.

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