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Jumbo thoughts
Inside Karl Hyde's head

David Schneider

Sometimes, Karl Hyde just doesn't know what he's talking about.

No, it's not that Hyde is off his head. Far from it. Even as a disembodied voice over a telephone line, Underworld's lyricist/vocalist is a current of creativity, a whirlpool of ideas following two years of touring and this month's release of "Underworld Anthology: 1992-2002." Best known for "Born Slippy," the 1996 track of dirty numb angel boys which heart-pounded the film "Trainspotting" to its grinning conclusion, Underworld stunned the UK dance scene with its 1994 debut album "dubnobasswithmyheadman." "This is intelligent techno," the British papers gasped.

Since then, Underworld--the brainchild of Hyde, sound master Rick Smith, and Darren Emerson, who left in 1999 for a solo DJ career--has become legendary for a techno sound carrying both furious intensity and interpretive depth. And yet, sometimes Karl Hyde just doesn't know what he's talking about.

Take "Jumbo," a radiant favorite off 1999's "Beaucoup Fish." Blurred pools of sound open up to a fat, confident bass line. They're touched by a glimmering smile of melody, which then falls like a lover's departure. Hyde's surrealistic, stream-of-consciousness lyrics spool open in a half-whisper: "I...need sugar. I need a little water, sugar. I get thoughts about you, and my mind wants me like a little lost child..." It's one of those rare tunes that embraces you, fills you with the hopeful and disappointed essence of humanity, and alters your fabric of being on the dance floor.

"When we put it on the album," Hyde says, "it was my least favorite track."

What?

"I didn't get it. That's the point. I didn't get it. And if I don't get something...I don't know how to attach myself to it in a way that I can translate it into something really positive." It wasn't until "Jumbo" was performed live, Hyde says, that the track finally made sense. "I don't even remember first performing it--but I do remember the reaction. People were really joyous. And they did then, what they do to this day: the whole crowd just kind of bounced, very slightly, but en masse." He laughs. Karl Hyde laughs a lot, and with exuberance. "It's really curious--they just kind of locked into this really, really tight bounce with this beaming smile on their faces, and it was like, `Aahhhhh, I get it! I get it now. This is the bit I was missing.' And it's become one of those quite special moments in the set for me."

"Jumbo" assumes its rightful place in the two-CD set "Anthology," along with club-shattering epics like "Moaner," "Shudder/King of Snake," and "Two Months Off," arranged in context with rarities like the harmonica-trilled, bluegrass-rave of "Bigmouth" and the bittersweet techno-aria "8-Ball." It's a muscular collection, detailing the band's most important tracks with respect to the development of the UK dance scene. Curiously, though, it neglects a lesser known--but arguably equally accomplished--aspect of Underworld's work: ambient and largely instrumental tracks, like "Headset" (on the "Two Months Off" CD-single), which elevate beatless minimalism to a symphonic capaciousness a la Phillip Glass.

"Another Rick Smith classic," Hyde replies, considering "Headset." "This was originally going to be a three-CD set," he explains, "and the third CD was going to be much more chilled. The reason we didn't do that--and I think the collection is missing that perspective--is that [it] would be so expensive, it would be ridiculous to buy." He grows enthusiastic about the possibilities. "It's something that Rick and I have talked about...going out and playing only those [ambient] tracks, it would actually be a real breath of fresh air. It would be nice to do it outside, in the open; get back to doing gigs on mountains, on beaches, and look for interesting sites. How nice it would be possibly to do two sets again, maybe something early in the day, and something later at night..."

"I want to give you everything, I want to give you energy," Hyde sings at the center of the hyperactive masterpiece "Cowgirl," and he's not kidding. Give Hyde a theme, he'll run with it; give Underworld an idea, and it'll branch out relentlessly. Talking about the early days of Tomato, the award-winning design firm responsible for Underworld's visual aesthetic, he says, "We were part of a collection of people who made stuff. Sometimes it was advertising, sometimes it was fine arts, but mostly it's been driven by a personal idea to make something, regardless of there being a commission." What this has meant for Underworld is a spirit of collaborative creativity--"photography, writing, filming...what we call `The Work' now"--from sound installations in European art galleries and Karl Hyde's newest book, a surrealistic journaling of London entitled "The Belly of St. Paul," to "wordimagesoundplay," a Playstation 2 game recently released, dishearteningly, only in Japan. "The first country to understand the connections between us and Tomato," Hyde explains.

The collaboration even extends to the group's website, http://www.dirty.org, where legions of fans engage in a perpetual debate over Hyde's notoriously perplexing lyrics, which play games with meaning. Is that "an eraser of love" in "Cowgirl," or "any razor of love"?

Hyde, naturally, refuses to answer. "I love it! When I hear and see peoples' interpretations of what we do, it's the wave and the energy coming back to us."

"Underworld Anthology: 1992-2002" is out now. Read David Schneider's complete interview with Karl Hyde here

(2003-12-16)




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