Recordings that Changed My Life

The Residents Mark of the Mole

By Scott Colburn

Ah, High School! Time to break out, get broken, and start a few bad habits. I
was just beginning to realize that interesting music lay beyond my Disney
collection. (remember, I was isolated in southern Indiana, aka Top 40 hell).

My introduction to punk came during my sophomore year via the next door
neighbor of the guitarist for the rock band I was in. Said guitarists neighbor
was an exhalted and worldly College Man (ooh ah!) who brought a stack of
records home with him every other weekend, and we were honored to be able
to tape and enjoy these fascinating discs of manic artistry. We fed our hunger
for this new music through him and him only - we couldnt otherwise have laid
our hands on such music in our town. When I taped The Residents album
College Man brought home one weekend (along with The Jam and 999), I
listened to it once and promptly filed it away under "strange", right beside that
Ken Nordine soundsheet my dad had. This was 1981, and I had no idea how
much time and money I would spend on this group in the future.

Years went by, and I, myself, became an exhalted and worldly College Man, and
was seriously involved in the punk rock scene by then. Oddly, it was green tea
that prompted me to pull that tape out again - the caffeine had brought on a
strange mood in me, and I wanted music to match the strangeness. For the first
time, I really listened to The Residents, and discovered in them a sound unlike
anything Id heard before. It was dark and muddy, scary yet soothing, aurally
encompassing, and demanded my undivided attention. Forty-five minutes later
I knew what I had to do

The next day I went to the best record store in Bloomington, Indiana and
bought out the entire Residents bin, which consisted of eleven albums, Mark of
the Mole among them.

Mark of the Mole is a conceptual album that tells the story of the Mohelmot
people who live and work underground. A flood into their underground world
results in immediate evacuation and subsequent exodus across a desert to the
sea, which is inhabited by the Chubs. The Chubs see the Moles as a dedicated,

hard working race they can exploit with little pay. Everything is cool for awhile,
but soon the Moles realize their exploitation and war ensues. The war is short,
solves nothing, and the tension remains at the close of the album.

The Residents depict this story with synthesizer, drum machine, bass, guitar,
and heavily processed vocals. This album sounds as if it were literally recorded
under the ground, with layers of low tone synth sounds and dark vocals
creating the underground world of the Moles. The record opens with a low
synth blast and a bass guitar melody over a steady drum machine high hat
sample. Then a female chorus chimes in:

"People should be left alone

Unless they have a happy home"

This is followed by a news report (the voice of Penn Jillette) warning of the
storm that will inevitably floods the Moles holes, setting the stage for disasters
to come.

From an audio standpoint, the attention to balance in frequency and the stereo
image on this album are quite interesting. Most of the base sounds are panned
left and right to allow sonic space for main vocals and high frequency synth
effects, and the tonal balance between low and high frequencies is uncanny.
The arrangement of these odd sounds is crucial, as this is the soundtrack to a
play with out visual aid. The auditory experience conjures amazing images in
the listeners mind - the album graphics may help to define these images, but it
is the music and lyrics that coax the minds eye to truly "see" this play.

Recorded on a 16-track 1" machine, I believe the arrangements were recorded

in sequence given the flawless transitions from song to song (or act to act).
Listen, for example, to the transition between "It Never Stops" and "March to
the Sea" - the fade out of "It Never Stops" continues to silence until, after a
short pause, "March to the Sea" begins, fading in at the exact location that "It
Never Stops" faded out. This indicates to me that this record was pre-planned
to follow the story in sequence. The mix must have been a nightmare since
there are so many smooth transition and crossfades (mind you, this was
recorded before automation or computer editing).

One shining example of brilliant sound arrangement to accent the story is

evident in "The Observer". The character in this act is making observations
during the Moles travel to the new land:

"I have been deceived, I have murdered and

I have seen the soul of an unborn lamb;
It can burn a hole in a guilty man,
But it cannot stand in a distant land"

Backed up musically by the ping ping of an electronic drum machine and tiny
guitar that follows the melody of the observers story. Accents are provided by
low synth blasts and timpani-like sounds. In combination, these sounds and the
lyrics give the impression of movement in a slow, swaying motion, much like a
beaten down laborer or down-and-out family during the depression era, walking
(nay, crawling) through the Dust Bowl. Powerful images!

Shortly after the Moles arrive in Chubland, another character decides that if he
could build a machine, he could free the Moles from Chub slavery. The sound of
said machine is analog synthesis at its best! You hear the machine start up and
build momentum with each successive modulator added into the pounding
rhythm. Then, as quick as it builds it dies, signaling failure for the inventor.

The Residents signature vocal effect occurs throughout the album, but it is
most pronounced with the meaningful lyrics that express raw, scathing hatred
in "Dont Tread on Me". Occurring right before the war starts between the
Chubs and Moles, this piece carries an embodiment of hate lyrics, hate sounds
and hate vocal effects which come through in spine tingling way. I believe the
vocal effects were created via a Leslie or ring modulator, its warbling lending
that much more darkness to the album. Add to that the frightening recitation of
these lyrics.

"Hatred has hunger and hatred has eyes,

Hatred has purpose and hatred has size,
Hatred has honor but hatred hates lies!

Assailants of mercy with hate in your eyes,

Do not disturb us, you might be surprised,

We are not weaklings to tremble and die.

Hatred has dignity, hatred is clear,

Hatred has courage and hatred is dear,
Hatred has virtue and hatred is here!

Odious enemy do not come near

There is no pity or tenderness here,
There is no mercy, just villainous fear!" ;

Mark of the Mole closes with a light (as opposed to dense) arrangement with
dissonant violin, soft drum machine, and a harpsichord-like synth sound,
leaving the listener with the feeling that all is still not well. The battle may have
been won, but the war is far from over.

This is a masterful piece of audio excellence! It begins with a clear vision of

what the final album is to be and brings it to fruition, and I strongly believe that
a "good" recording is one that achieves the artistic vision of the creator. A pop
song is hard enough to write, but try writing a six-act play that will be
performed only in sound. The Residents achieve this on Mark of the Mole with a
consistency in mood that brings the Mole world to life in your living room. Every
melody, every little flourish, every liquid-smooth transition is crafted to mix
fluidly from start to finish, resulting in a well-balanced, well-recorded and trueto-life picture of the concept that was the goal of this project. This record has
changed my life in such a way that I make it a ritual to listen to this record
every Halloween. Listen for your self and tell me if this is music or high art.

Everything you might want to know about The Residents is available at

www.residents.com