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There’s something very off-kilter, sonically other and odd about Mayhem in Mansion, Shivers in the Shack as it falls in a strange place between avant rock, folk, improv and ambience all topped off with weird often ritual tinged vocalising.
Son Lux debut album At war with walls and mazes is an harmonic and atmospheric mix of singer song writer piano music, post-rock, pop, hip-hop and electro beat heavy work-outs. Been one of the more creative, consisted and enjoyable none avant-rap releasers to appear on the Anticon thus far
Ambient music is often darkly hued or lushly soothing but ee[nd] is more often playful, brightly lined, dense and noisy yet it’s still wholly ambient. ee[nd] is more of a richly detailed painting than abstract artwork made from blocks of colour.
The title track of this reissue was a huge hit for The Peppers in 1974 and it’s prime, camp, cheesy, yet memorable moog pop hit. This reissue brings together The Peppers one and only album A taste of Honey, A taste of Peppers along with a few bonus tracks for it’s first ever cd release.
This superb and near faultless double disk set brings together the best moments from Us Black metal project Leviathan demos and self released work from between 1998 and 2002.
I’ve always rather enjoyed the tuba’s exuberate, often lumber and deep tones & with Namaga Polish tuba player Zdzislaw Piernik takes instrument from been deep and playful, to swirl and angered, to cinematic and lush.
After the recent heavy and often crushing jam based sound of Recurring Dream And Apocalypse Of Darkness, Journey into the Cosmic Inferno sees AMT returning with a more varied, trip-out and for the most part focused album- that’s a really joy to listening to and stands as one of my favourites in AMT's vast discography.
Eskimo King is the mainly solo guitar project of Brian Sullivan one half of the excellent Mouthus and it takes in quite different territory from Mouthus sludge/ psychedelic noise scapes.
Harvey Milk are a band who are often associated with "stoner" or "doom" metal, as a result of the lack of any reasonable facsimile for comparison. The band does create an incredibly heavy, at times sludgy racket, but they've been through too many permutations to pigeon-hole. They created a masterpiece in the form of one of the saddest, daresay sensitive hard rock albums of their era with 1995's Courtesy and Goodwill Toward Men. The album took drawn-out slack-stringed heaviness to an audacious extreme. Yet instead of being simply heavy, the music brimmed with beautiful background melodies applied in an almost subliminal manner. Add to that the mournful, muffled wail of the vocals. Of Course, the aforementioned album is only one facet of this band
Since these two E.P.'s are released by Steal My Oil Records, I thought I'd lump them together in one review. It also speaks to the fact that I hold very little significance for either of these recordings to grant them a very high profile. As a reviewer, I feel inclined to remain as objective as possible. I realise that the musicians work hard on their music (for the most part) and that despite differences in opinion, they should be saluted to some extent for going through the effort of recording their music, which requires, in most cases, a fair amount of time and patience. But as Mark E. Smith said "everybody's got a band", and sometimes you have to think that music is best left to the parlour room, rather than the recorded medium. A case in point would be these E.P.'s by Snippet and Sine Weaver (featuring Husky).
After the rather disappointing, pedestrian and ‘playing it safe’ Qulfus-Enos, the last release on the gigante sound label. Teens sounds sees the label/ collective returning to the weird, wonderfully, strange and often a little creepy sample based mayhem of the past.
I first became aware of the excellent Tokyo based project coffins and their mean ‘n’ nasty horror obsessed mix of death and doom metal sound last year with their split The Arm & Sword of a Bastard God. Buried Death sees them offer up eight highly effective & heavy as a cart of dead bodies slices of death/doom craft.
After spending much of his musical life as a professional trumpet player Chad Kettering debut album surprisingly shows little or no sign of his trumpet playing, but instead offers up 8 tracks of active and often natural sound and ethic chanted lined ambience.
Salt started off life as an audio backing to Sculptor Banks Voilette work or collection entitled Bleed- here the full 74 minute piece is issued for the first time packaged in a nice slightly oversized cd sized arty like fold out sleeve.
This two CD-R release represents a unique and interesting concept revolving around Mike Cooper's time spent in Bangkok. The Chao Phraya River, the longest in Thailand, runs through the city. Like Venice, Bangkok was built virtually on the water, and was made up of a series of canals. These canals have since been filled in and paved over with roads, but the Chao Phyraya is still a very active means of transportation through the city, facilitated by river ferries. The ferries, whose role are very much akin to buses, have stops at 36 floating metal platforms. The platforms are designed with rollers which enable them to float freely up and down with the tides, and the rise of the river during monsoon season.
The bizarrely named To get her Together is the one man project of one Jeff Sanger from Portland USA- who makes authentic and shambolic 60’s psychedelic pop/rock with a great feel of Pink floyd's Syd Barrett period, The Electric Prunes and Donovan. John sees Lilly is the projects third album.
With Drumized DJ Scotch Egg takes you on another manic ride into a mixture of gabba, happy day glow electronica, happy hardcore, game boy tones and bizarre samples. Taking in 16 tracks in 26 minutes this is manic, speedy and total off-the-hook ride.
Treny is polish artists Jacaszek (aka Micha³ Jacaszek) third album of electronica meets classical dark and heady soundscaping. With Jacaszek subtle using electronic textures and beat works against lush and rich real classical instrumentation and beautifully soothing yet darkly hued female vocals.
XV Parówek is a polish sound, noise and experimental artists who’s been creating work since 1994, so far amassing over 40 releasers. And the most impressive thing about Waiting for the match to end is that you can't tie into just one genre there are elements of; noise, burnt out electroinca, broken and smashed avant rock elements and field recordings.
Drone drug is one of the most unforgiving, barren and pained things The Skull Defekts have birthed yet. As the title suggest this is all about drones -but the drones used here have no nice calming or melodic qualites these are painful, pressing, neo hurting and general electro jarring and intense.
This split release between Sweden's Moljebka Pvlse and Israel's Seventeen Migs of spring seems to revolve around the concept that electricity is an enveloping part of our environment, in all but the most remote regions of our planet. The artists choose one unifying factor to make their point, which is field recordings, but overall the two use divergent means of expression.
Chilean project Un Festín Sagital offer here up their manic, cimatic and seriously mushed up third (but first readily available) album Epitafio a la Permanencia. And through out the albums life the band takes you on a bizarre muilt genre Rolla costa ride that conjures up the scope, invention and pure creative genius of the likes of Mr Bungle, Devil Doll.
Island of the dead is a long form ambient piece lasting near on 50 minutes and as its title suggests takes you on a dammed sonic trip to an island of the dead or possible even purgatory it’s self.
You, the night …and the music is an reissue of Gallon Drunk's debut album from 1992 and it's a great devilish, sleazy and often messy mix of psychobilly, garage rock, surf, noir sounscapes, down ‘n’ dirty jazz tone and smoking shit kicking cinematic. With James Johnston lead singing raging and staggering over the tracks vibrate and sleaze sonic crash like a beat-up and gone punk Elvis impersonator meets early Nick Cave with a hint of Mark E Smith rant.