Orinoka Crash Suite is the name John Dwyer files music under when he's not fronting the Coachwhips, lampooning as Revenge's drummer or explaining to interviewers why his no-wave duo, Pink & Brown, broke up last year. Left to his own devices, Dwyer brews intimate, fumbled melancholia from banjos, acoustic guitars, samples and whatever odds and ends are nearby at the time. "Banjo Solo for Rent" couldn't be named any better, "Mike D" glows beneath a vibrato halo, and "Intermission" breaks from the pack with jarring, distorto-noise that fades into a low, stuttering drone. Two is largely instrumental, but the loneliness is haunting when Dwyer does sing. The melancholy of "I Guess We Can't Hang Out" (in which Dwyer takes the long way back/to [his] side of town) is underscored by a percussion loop of the gentle pok-pok-pok of a bouncing pingpong ball. And it almost seems too personal. Like early Bugskull and solo Kimya Dawson, Two resembles an audio diary nobody else was meant to crack.
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