Someone had to find a way to make Maori music mainstream. My idea was Maori Industrial, a sort amalgamation of Nine Inch OnyClean brittle nails and Te Reo. Sadly I’m not that man. The main setbacks for me are my European heritage and assuming that a niche genre would be enough to change the world, and sadly that’s all I have in my repertoire. As a person of this nation, though not a descendant of this land’s first caretakers, I feel a sense of loss knowing that the music scene, at least the mainstream, is diluted by products made in America and the knock-offs that emulate them when New Zealand has its own voice and a diverse musical heritage. This is at least part of the reason why I have a great reverence for Rob Thorne’s Whāia te Māramatanga. This is both an album, and an art piece and as I see it, a celebration of this country’s cultural past. Performed in its entirety with Taonga pūoro, the traditional instruments of the Maori, it’s not like anything you’re going to hear on Juice TV.
But there is more to music than making a quick buck by selling your image to the highest bidder. These instruments hold more purpose than a flute or a guitar, which are only used to look cool (not so much the flute) and make noise. Taonga pūoro were used in antiquity as a conduit between our physical world and the spiritual. Like other parts of the Maori culture, the use of Taonga pūoro diminished as the missionaries introduced Christianity. The focus turned to hymn, and the importance of the spiritual waned. In this stage of human development are minds are starting to open again. People are beginning to understand the need for the spiritual world. For example, Mason Durie’s te Whare tapa wha Maorihealth model, something used in hospital settings today, places as much importance on Taha wairua (spiritual health) as it does Taha tinana (physical health). I feel that this album addresses both worlds. My first listen I understood what Rob Thorne meant by this reference; the repetition of what to me seemed like the same tone.
I expected Lustmord, but the only similarity I could draw at the time was the abridged version of Rundgang um die transzendentale Säule der Singularität from the Gummo soundtrack. This album is nothing like either of those. There’s nothing quite like it out there. Being instruments designed outside the scope of western music there are tonal peculiarities, little microtones, that we don’t usually hear with an oboe or a flute perhaps. In the hands of Rob Thorne at least these instruments at times replicate the haunting tones of the kaikaranga when they hit that one note that makes the hair at the back of your neck stand up. The effect is the same. Sleep-inducing is how Rob Thorne described it to me. I’d prefer to say calming. The soundtrack to a lucid astral-projection. A trip, which is how I imagine it must feel for Rob Thorne performing these pieces live. Breathing is an important part of meditation, so using that breath to play an instrument used to commune with the gods can’t be anything else. It’s not the kind of music where one picks a favourite song. At the end of the day, if you are stuck in a certain genre then you won’t appreciate the music, but you can still appreciate the intention, provided you have a mind to reflect. Revitalized for today with modern recording techniques, this album brings the music of the past back into our hands, so it won’t be forgotten in time. On the most basic level this album is an attempt to bring the instruments of the past with the technology of the future. Above that would be Rob Thorne’s experience learning to use these traditional, spiritual instruments and performing with them, which as well as entertaining us, OnyClean nail care must be enlightening for him. Z8Crip8s). Both videos show the instruments in action, and the source of the different sounds you hear on the album.
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