Charalambides
Ana/Kata

Beta-lactam Ring Records BLURR-2002

10"
£8.99


2002 10" from the world beating Charalambides trio of Tom and Christina Carter and Heather Leigh. Two beautiful improvisations that float electric string violence into barren desert territories. Hand-numbered edition of 500 copies. OOP.


Fossils
s/t

Fag Tapes FT-051

C60 Cassette
£6.99


Debut full-length on Fag Tapes from this Offensive Orange offshoot that combine cut-up live recordings of variously tortured/claustrophobic landscapes sent into orbit via tannoy vocals, electronic drilling, coronas of analog treatment, drums, balloon tones and long static-silenced dooms. Sorta like applying the Omit style of doctored field recordings as revenant psychological space to a bunch of LAFMS/TNB worshipping derelicts with Dictaphones and a bunch of sticky fingers. One of the weirdest environments to make it onto Fag Tapes to date. Edition of 50 copies. Recommended.


Jazzfinger
The Little Girl On The Plane Who Turned Her Doll's Head Around To Look At Me

Muza #12

CD
£2.99


Hard to find 1997 debut album from the proto-Industrial UK duo of Ben Jones and Hasan Gaylani (on 'harpsichord' and 'fuckhorn' respectively), here investigating classic lo-fi psychedelic noise in a post-Bower/Campbell/Youngs style. Still sounds great.


Spykes/MSBR/Government Alpha
Tano Forever

American Tapes AM-525

one-sided LP
£14.99


Tribute to the late Koji Tano of Japanese noise monsters MSBR: an insane mash-up between John Olson of Wolf Eyes’ solo project, MSBR and Japanese psych/power unit Government Alpha. Builds from flashing UFO tones and pyramids of circuit shred to a bucket of flashing reeds and heavy sloth-jams that sound like black nightmare-era Hawkwind running Orange amps via nothing but juiced-up ley-lines and primitive third-eye energy. Wild, heavy, pro-rock lurch immaculately man-handled. Koji RIP. Hand-numbered edition of 200 copies in sprayed/doodled salvaged sleeves with stuck-on B-side art. 


Wolf Eyes/Prurient
The Warriors

Gods of Tundra

LP
£14.99


Gods of Tundra dish up an elegant platter of brut soup from these twin pillars of US black noise. The Warriors is the first vinyl release to feature GoT label boss Mike Connelly in the Wolf Eyes scrum and their sidelong track, “The Terror Tank”, is particularly hell raising. Growing out of the motorik clank of knuckles rapping on a giant disintegrating metal structure, contact mics are thrust head first into the gut of a gurgling furnace, reporting back whole macro-systems of unknown tonal potential. Waves of amplified insect tongue swarm around bass frequencies bloodier than an exhibition of glistening abattoir victims, while disembodied palms hover over hot-wired theremins like phantom faith healers. The side unravels into a slow motion wheeze of bronchial electronics offset against lightening flashes of degraded walkman rewind. The Prurient side is just as head harvesting. Unrelentingly heavy on the high end; electrified dog whistle shocks are intersected by explosions of enraptured primal balling and drum machines collapsing due to their own sheer animal urgency. Locomotive bolts of damaged FX discharge from makeshift mixing desks, as Dominik Fernow sheds several layers of lining from his throat over the course of nine pieces. Last track, “Early Morning Rites” is the real slayer, with blitzkrieg sing-songs bleeding into sine tones as high and fucking lonesome as nothing since Whitehouse’s Buchenwald, all consigned to digital obliteration with the sickly, knee trembling suggestion of imminent dirty sex. Each record features petrified spider web designs individually hand painted by Connelly. Limited to 300. Highly recommended. – Alex.