This came out in 2000 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
This downtown New York jazz futurist may come armed with a self-designed eight-string “guitarbass,” but Elliott Sharp isn’t out to be a guitar hero. At least, not in the normal sense.
On Tectonics: Errata, as on his previous outings, he’s obviously less interested in pulling off wanky, shredding solos than he is creating bizarre new musical hybrids. And E#, as he refers to himself, has enough inventiveness to keep the patent registry burning the midnight oil. Free-jazz skronk, squirrely beatboxes, dense electronic atmospherics, Afro-Cuban percussion, static, noise, and even bagpipes all go into the pot, simmering into a tasty concoction suggesting the earlier, quirkier work of Steve Vai or the later, Jazz From Hell-era Frank Zappa. No matter what he thinks, that sounds pretty heroic to me.
