Sadkin Publicity / Bio “Love it! Great bass, synth washes, and vocals. Definitely has our favorite era’s influence stamped all over it. Well done!” DJ Jake Rudh, Transmission/MPR The Current
Sadkin Under the flickering lights of the darkened odeum is where you will find the moody New Romantic acolytes, Sadkin; alternative/art-pop now hailing from Duluth, Minnesota.
Fronted by producer and multi-instrumentalist Max Mileski arrives something new and dramatic. Mileski is joined by Anton Jimenez Kloeckl (synthesizer), Stephen Hamlin (drums), Nicholas Hanson (guitars), Daniel Vopal (bass).
But from when?
In 1983 Max Mileski was ascending with his band TVSound as co-songwriter, producer and bassist. They’d just headlined a fashion show/concert at the legendary First Avenue where storied music press, City Pages (Walsh) penned - “surprise of the night …this band is immediately primed ready for arenas'. All of this coincided whilst in correspondence with indie label phenoms, Astralwerks as plans formalized to jet reps up from Chicago to the Twin Cities for a performance.
Then something of great significance happened.
Gripped with the sudden and tragic loss of both his mother and father to disease, Max became unreachable. Told from one to the next, he quickly sold his small house and boarded a plane for Florida where he curiously bought a 41’ sailing ketch.
As he negotiated dock lines and shoved off he was heard muttering something about belonging “..to the lonely distance”. Then peering out from the helm, the bow rounded up in that direction towards Bermuda - that horizon seemed to glow.
Years passed by; 5 years to be exact. What all he experienced and discovered in that time, no one is quite sure - and he’s shared little. But indeed, at the end of the fifth year a telex was received back stateside from a remote island relaying his plans of immediate return; that what he saw transformed him and with new songs in hand, was now entirely fixated to record ‘the perfect album’ and conspicuously, to do so with producer Alex Sadkin (Duran Duran, Grace Jones, Talking Heads). The course was plotted, sextant in hand and the sails deployed to make landfall with Nassau – Compass Point Studios. What Max didn’t know was that Alex’s soul was lost in a motorcycle accident during the fourth year of his odyssey. But now, somewhere underway along the Tropic of Cancer, it was impossible to return that communique. “I can hear the influence Alex [Sadkin] and I were using in the 80’s, the big gated snare reverb is particularly reminiscent...you’ve obviously got a good ear!” - Ian Little, co-producer of Duran Duran Seven & the Ragged Tiger, engineer on Roxy Music Avalon
Upon drawing near, he and the sparse crew sailed through a haze as they approached 25.0000N and 71.0000W. What was up was down and time held no order and even the physical plane bent obtusely as suddenly they found themselves transported and sailing off of an unexpected archipelago; all as skies turned from grey to a swirling, kaleidoscopic purple.
And then the winds showed their teeth, the hackles of hail pelted the boat and the crew did what they could, turning the bow into the ferocity, trying desperately to keep the 12 ton ketch upright. The captured footage of this bears witness to it all; all until the lens appears to reveal the boat tipping sideways and Max yelling, “We’re broaching!”. That is the moment the camera feed comes to an abrupt, startling end “Sadkin joins a growing number of bands that are more pop-rock and synth/ key-oriented. While the music is a throwback to the era of Peter Gabriel and Tears for Fears, Mileski goes on a thematic voyage of studio delight that sparks some originality. If you’re willing to take this journey of romantic cosmorock, Sadkin blasts off for the listener. Mileski constructs songs that are pop in spirit, but span beyond typical repetitive radio fodder. There’s certainly a good amount of musicianship making up the many layers, each tweaked just right, into the mix to fill out the expanse of Mileski’s studio work. There’s a certain creative vision here that’s somehow familiar but definitely takes its own course on epic synth rock. It’s a serious endeavor as far as production and musicianship goes.” - Paul Whyte, The Duluth Reader
Mysteries are a palace and this one is as great as any. Max was eventually found washed ashore but only many years later, perceptibly unchanged physically but suffering from apparent delirium as he endlessly went on insisting the year was 1988. Yet, decades had passed, it was in fact 2018 - seemingly a parallax that wouldn’t let go.
While utterly perplexing and what fascinated many through all of this was Max’s unbreakable obsession with what he felt compelled to finish, the body of musical work from his time missing. Having learned of Alex’s passing, it was then he took up the mantle and adorned the futurist band with the nom de plume, Sadkin. Now, before you, is a body of work entitled Carrera and the fist single plucked, Volterra; abstractly mirroring a subconscious of what was seen, touched, experienced and lost while exploring the lonely distance.