TV On The Radio's Tunde Adebimpe
TV On The Radio is a band
of ideas. Its five multi-instrumentalist producers spread their vision across a
handful of media (sound, paint, celluloid, clay), and flout the "too many
chefs in the kitchen" rubric by releasing great records. Where Cookie Mountain was an
abrupt, resounding "Eureka!", Dear Science is as well-considered as
the epistle its title suggests. And just as TV On The Radio is mastering its
own beautiful chaos, its lyricists continue their war-damaged, lovelorn,
imagery-heavy battle against the encroaching disorder of the Information Age. TVOTR vocalist Tunde
Adebimpe recently spoke to The A.V. Club about the delicate nature of collaboration, and space madness.
The A.V. Club: You've recorded an album's worth
of material with Antibalas and company. Is Dear Science that album?
Tunde Adebimpe: The thing about Dave's
studio [StayGold, owned by TVOTR member David Sitek]… it's a little noise
factory. There are songs sitting around on hard drives everywhere. There
probably is an album's worth of material recorded with Antibalas, but Dear
Science
isn't it. We started this one with about 32 new songs that we had to whittle
down and then build back up. In the process, they end up sounding more
Afrobeat, or more stripped-down… It's a song-by-song kind of intuition. But I
definitely know that when we started recording this album, everyone wanted to
make the closest thing we could to a dance record, something a bit more
percussive.
AVC: Cookie Mountain felt like an artistic
hurricane. By contrast, Dear Science feels, not reserved, but…
TA: More regular?
AVC: Exactly.
TA: [Laughs.] The recording of Cookie Mountain is something that none of
us really wanted to experience over again, let alone accidentally repeat. Doing
so probably would have resulted in the band breaking up, or one of us causing
another grievous bodily harm.
AVC: Why is that?
TA: It was just a really dark place. I'm glad that
record exists, but it was kind of like the Ren & Stimpy episode where they get
space madness, and they're orbiting the planet, ready to kill each other for a
bar of soap. Coming home after touring, we had to be like, "Guys, remember how
we actually liked each other? Let's do that again, and make something that
comes out of that." Which is what Dear Science is.