By Brian Earley
Dial Up, Aerophonic Records’s release from December 26, 2025,
encounters listeners with ambition and possibility. What begins with two
unassuming vibe hits on the album’s opener “Cutups” from Jason Adasiewicz
soon forms the melodic and ensemble motif for the outing. Drummer Chris
Corsano responds in kind with two unassuming drum hits of his own. Dave
Rempis waits, and when he sounds his first notes they arrive in a different
key than the vibraphonist established at the work’s opening. The entire
date, or rather dates (the album is culled from two live recordings in
January and February 2025), features this collaboration of spontaneous
negotiation.
An entirely improvised set of pieces, the work finds itself at home with
most Aerophonic recordings of Rempis. While this album displays group
spontaneity and an increasing build to a musical nexus of volume and
intensity, this work is remarkable for its push-pull series of emotional
exchanges. When I try to remember what January 2025 felt like, I recall
tremendous uncertainty. For me, this record is a document of feeling: it
holds for posterity what it felt like to be alive in the United States as
the country slid into transition.
At the center of the album lies its longest work, “One Dollar Cheaper.”
Adasiewicz opens calmly, playing a soft but insistent pattern of open
voicings. Rempis enters on tenor, and soon is hollering, his saxophone
reaching towards some yet unheard realm where all sound bursts into
shattered infinity. But the horn soon flutters notes and exits, leaving
Adasiewicz and Corsano to play a duet of traditional Eastern world
Dixieland swing, as though such a thing existed. Mystery is here, but so is
humor. When Dave returns, he forwards this joy and soon is playing rising
sequences of five notes that sound like the voice of hope itself. However,
within moments Jason’s vibes begin to fall in single notes and Corsano’s
drums gather a slow-rolling thunder. Around the 8:30 mark Rempis is
screaming over and over again, thrusting at the barriers of sonic dynamics.
It is the sound of pain. The music wobbles and rights itself until it seems
to stop entirely, but Corsano enters with washes of cymbals, Adasiewicz
plays one and three note patterns, and Rempis rises from the ashes to swirl
in harmonious unity with the others. This time there is unity only in
lamentation. All is not well in the world. The song enters its darkest
night of grief before Rempis continues walking, walking until new sonic
landscapes suggest at least other possibilities, if not the promise of new
life.
Of course Rempis and company are not actually making any of these
emotions; they are producing only sound. But how wonderful it is to live
in a universe where vibrations on the air produce and mimic what is central
to feeling alive. It is exactly what we needed in early 2025, and it is a
balm for the rising 2026.
The album is available artist direct at
https://www.aerophonicrecords.com/dialup.







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