At first, it sounds like a contradiction in terms: instrumental hip-hop. Loops and beats that don't come with text messages attached, that don't try to glorify someone's ego or slice up some imaginary adversary. Can it really be hip-hop without the wordplay? A small but growing coterie of Djs would say yes. Among them is Cincinnati's Fat Jon the Ample Soul Physician, whose Wave Motion occupies an interesting niche between hip-hop propulsion and the spacey textures of ambient electronica. Layering elegant, tinkling piano against simple drum patterns and extravagantly detailed percussion, Jon shows just how much damage can be done with a sampler. With this subtle album, Fat Jon wanders far from what Busta Rhymes might consider hip-hop. He rejiggers a famous Jaco Pastorius bass line to fit the taut groove of "1975;" fashions an odd discussion between mallets, flutes, acoustic guitars and bleating saxophone on "Automated Life Machines," and embellishes the syncopated snares of "Visual Music" with placid, loungy accompaniments. - Philadelphia Inquirer |