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\n\n\ Thirty years later Kraftwerk certainly have better machines,\n\ and judging from the fantastic show they put in last week in\n\ Washington D.C., they've been spending their time and energy\n\ on everything but playing their instruments. The latter-day\n\ Kraftwerk live experience is total theater, an intense\n\ multimedia spectacle in which the nuts and bolts of who is\n\ doing exactly what is not only impossible to determine but\n\ completely irrelevant. So it is in a sense odd that\n\ Kraftwerk has chosen this time to release their first officially\n\ sanctioned live album. Minimum-Maximum is a collection of\n\ performances recorded in the last couple years, sequenced to\n\ closely reflect the set Kraftwerk are currently touring. Even\n\ if Minimum-Maximum is essentially a mixed-down document of\n\ whatever pre-recorded sounds the band loaded into the\n\ production's computers, it's still an excellent record for three reasons:

\n\n\ 1. The Sound
\n\n\ I have Kraftwerk live bootlegs from 1971, 1975, 1981, and\n\ 1998, and the sound varies from horrid to passable.\n\ Minimum-Maximum, however, is rich, balanced, and full,\n\ reflecting the careful pre-show assembly while allowing\n\ enough room reverb and crowd noise to let you know it's a\n\ live recording. Far be it for Kraftwerk to let substandard\n\ sonics soil anything born in the Kling-Klang studio.

\n\n\ 2. The Arrangements
\n\n\ While Kraftwerk do less physically live than they once did, their arrangements are constantly being\n\ tweaked, so Minimum-Maximum never feels like a playback of\n\ familiar records. One need only follow the evolution of\n\ \"Autobahn\" from a trance-inducing jam in the mid-70s that\n\ could last up to 40 minutes to the lean, effective\n\ version here that seems pop song-length at just under nine\n\ minutes. The vocal breakdown in \"Autobahn\" featuring layers\n\ of robots harmonizing on the song's theme (first introduced\n\ on The Mix) finds its way into this version, cementing the\n\ song's connection with the Beach Boys.

\n\n\ Other shifts in focus are more subtle but still significant.\n\ The vocodered vocals on the opening \"The Man Machine\" are\n\ much more prominent, bursting forth from the speakers in a way\n\ that seems to command a fully robotic future, even as the\n\ songs backing music seems warmer and less harsh than the\n\ album version. The beats for \"Trans-Europe Express\" and the\n\ accompanying \"Metal on Metal\" are thicker and more\n\ syncopated, putting the focus of Kraftwerk's railroad homage\n\ squarely on the rhythm. The technofied songs from Tour de\n\ France Soundtracks have not surprisingly changed the least\n\ and, truthfully, \"Vitamin\" and \"Elektro Kardiogramm\" can't\n\ quite match the classics that surround them.\n\ Which leads us to the final reason Minimum-Maximum is worth\n\ your time:

\n\n\ 3. The Songs
\n\n\ More than anything, Minimum-Maximum gets over because a\n\ well-chosen selection from the Kraftwerk catalog is\n\ basically unstoppable. The four-song Computer World run on\n\ the second disc is particularly powerful, arguing for a\n\ steady upward trajectory in Kraftwerk's output through 1981\n\ and also showcasing their deadpan humor. \"It's more fun to\n\ compute\" is the ultimate Kraftwerk line, a t-shirt slogan\n\ that pokes fun at the 70s while articulating a pop-culture prescience. Indeed, the mood throughout the live show is\n\ upbeat and celebratory-- \"Having a Party With Ralf and\n\ Florian,\" if you will. The opening of \"Radioactivity\" is the\n\ only truly heavy moment, with a robotic voice intoning disturbing statistics about plutonium, but\n\ even here dance beats kick in roughly halfway through.

\n\n\ Since Autobahn, Kraftwerk have created music in which melody and rhythm become one,\n\ and roughly two-thirds of the tracks here are perfect\n\ examples of this precise, economical aesthetic. As a career\n\ overview Minimum-Maximum far surpasses The Mix. This record's\n\ \"importance\" in the Kraftwerk story is up for debate, but\n\ there's no question it's a hell of a lot of fun.

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