Volcanic Tongue Catalogue

Evan Parker & Matthew Shipp
Rex, Wrecks & XXX

Rogue Art ROG-0050

2xCD
£16.99


Fantastic double set of studio and live recordings from this inspired duo: pianist Shipp is, of course, best known for his tenure with the David S. Ware Quartet and his work with bassist William Parker and his incredible keyboard conceptions bridge pugilistic cluster fuck strategies with moments of supreme melodicism. Paired with saxophonist Evan Parker, here on tenor throughout, the results are dazzling, with Parker playing with real fire and conviction as the duo burn up years. Recorded at Vortex, London, in 2011. Highly recommended. 

Jacques Coursil with Alan Silva
Free Jazz Art: Session For Bill Dixon

Rogue Art ROG-052

CD
£12.99


Welcome return for free jazz trumpeter Jacques Coursil, best known for his dazzling work on BYG/Actuel: here he is paired with master bassist Alan Silva (Celestrial Communications Orchestra/Sun Ra/Albert Ayler et al) for a beautiful set of brass/bass exchanges dedicated to Bill Dixon that run the voodoo down with arcs of rainbow drone, lonesome bugle calls and moments of all out blurt. Recorded in France in 2011. Recommended. 

Joelle Leandre & Nicole Mitchell
Sisters Where

Rogue Art ROG-055

CD
£12.99


Latest instalment in this on-going collaboration between French bassist Joelle Leandre and American flutist/vocalist Nicole Mitchell: both players occupy polar ends of the tonal spectrum, making for a wildly contrasting and deep-listening approach to sonorous interplay and phantom tone poetry. Mitchell flits between high flute abstractions and moments of barely distinguishable vocal intervention while Leandre ties the set up in butterflies of soft singing string and moments of pure wood and wire savagery.

Natural Snow Buildings
Live At Cragg Vale

Was Ist Das? WAS-6

Cassette
£8.99


Edition of 160 copies compete live set from this French drone/folk/psych duo: recorded live and with post-production from Andrew Liles (Nurse With Wound/Current 93), Live At Cragg Vale presents a more tactile, extended side of the duo with swooning slow motion string drones that flit between Popol Vuh-styled swarms of broken occult melodies and the eerie future/ancient music of Nijiumu/Toho Sara et al. Immediately sold out at source, make your move. 

Peter Brotzmann/Jason Adasiewicz
Mollie’s In The Mood

Bro Records BRO-5

LP
£31.99


Stunningly produced limited edition vinyl in a one-time only run of 600 copies with hand pulled screen printed covers on heavyweight Stoughton laser disc sleeves by Alan Sherry of SIWA: only the third LP on Bro since the label’s revival, Mollie’s In The Mood is the follow-up to the duo’s tour-only CD, Going All Fancy and it is a monster. Adasiewicz is the most original voice on the vibraphone this side of the MJQ and his playing with Brotzmann has been a revelation for both of them. Recorded live at the Hideout in Chicago in September of 2012 and engineered by Michael Ehlers, this staggering set presents three tracks, with Brotz flitting between alto and tenor sax, b-flat clarinet and tarogato. Brotz’s tone is wounded, reminiscent of the amazing Never Too Late-era, with Adasiewicz flitting between fuzzy single note batteries and clattering percussive clusters. Rather than leaning back, Brotz pushes deep into the overtones of the vibes, playing rough and pleading and testifying w/all the gospel force of a Frank Wright. The sidelong “Mollie’s In The Mood” may be the most ‘romantic’ Brotz performance of recent years, 19 minutes of pure lover man sex and outrageously beautiful black blues that are so lewdly suggestive and body centred that it makes you forget that anyone ever invented the term ‘improv’. A monster set, beautifully assembled, two musicians at the peak of their powers, very highly recommended!

Razen
Rare Undressed Mare

House Of Alchemy 077

Cassette
£8.99


Edition of 100 copies cassette that bundles two live shows from this great Euro ancient>future drone orchestra: recordings from Ghent and Berlin, with the group at points extended to a quintet, brining in tabla and vocals and with moments of soaring bagpipe ascensions. A more punk-primitive basement rendering of this group’s incredible imagining of early music instruments married to monolithic slow motion drone damage. Fantastic and highly recommended. 

Razen
Remote Hologram

KRAAK K-084

2xLP
£21.99


Massively potent new double LP set, beautifully presented, from this Brussels-based quartet who marry early music instrumentation to mind-splitting modern psychedelic drone: joining the likes of the amazing France and Toad, Razen push the drone potential of medieval instruments like hurdy gurdy as well as santur and bombus, shawm, bass and sopranino recorder, ondes-martenot and church and chapel organ into realms of total sensory overload, playing an incredible version of futuristic ancient music that marries monolithic Kraut scale with the kind of cosmos-spanning devotional intent of Hermann Nitsch's harmonium and church organ works or Tangerine Dream's early planet gobbling masses. Across four sides of vinyl the group cross dead air sirens with moments of austere sequencer, the kind of dark, violent ritual of the Urabe/Mukai sessions, fantasy slow-motion Albert Ayler plays the music of Lothar & The Hand People moments and huge string symphonies that slow the Third Ear Band to the point of elegiac, eternal music. Fantastic and highly recommended.

Roscoe Mitchell
Numbers

Rogue Art ROG-0036

CD
£12.99


Excellent big band set, with Roscoe Mitchell of The Art Ensemble running down some of his most spacious and radically Post compositions in the company of a stellar line-up: William Winant (Rosenboom/Mumma/Sonic Youth et al) on bells and vibraphone, Thomas Buckner on baritone, Joseph Kubera, Stephen Rush and Joan Wildman on piano, Nils Bultman on viola, Vartan Manoogian on violin and Hans Sturm on bass. All compositions by Mitchell, who leads with alto sax.

Roscoe Mitchell & Nicole Mitchell’s Black Earth Ensemble
Three Compositions

Rogue Art ROG-0043

CD
£12.99


Another great set from Roscoe Mitchell of The Art Ensemble, here conducting and composing for American flautist Nicole Mitchell’s Black Earth Ensemble. Killer line up too, with David Boykin on tenor sax, Myra Melford on piano, Greg Ward on alto sax, Robert Griffin on trumpet, Renee Baker on violin, Joshua Abrams on double bass, Mankwe Ndosi on vocal, Tomeka Reid on cello, Marcus Evans on drums and Maia on harp.

Sapat
A Posthuman Guide To The Advent Calendar Origins Of The Peep Show

Sophomore Lounge 06

LP
£13.99


Long-time coming follow-up to this Kentucky-based big band’s Siltbreeze debut: featuring members of Virgin Eye Blood Brothers, Son Of Earth, Valley Of Ashes, Kark and more, Sapat mint the kinda big band thunder of your favourite Northern European drone orchestras while marrying it to a ton of thrifty brass and weirdo song forms that cross male/female vocals, Magic Band rhythms and a cracked glam/thug vibe that is somewhere between Roxy Music and Alex Harvey. Fists of power chords are pounding into monomaniacal climaxes while lumbering brokedown minor-keyed ballads give way to moments of almost Chrome-styled zombie glam. 

Heitkotter
Black Orckid

Now Again Records NA-5110

2xLP
£26.99


Unbelievable deluxe double LP archival edition with eye-popping booklet and previously unheard tracks/paintings/info etc of this incredible garage/psych/basement/real people legend: recorded by a trio of musicians under the visionary guidance of Stephen David Heitkotter and originally issued only as a test pressing sometime in 1971, ‘Heitkotter’ (as it was titled when first reissued by Time-Lag) stands tall as the peerless burnout jammer of the counter cultural haze. Heitkotter had played in a garage band before drugs and the gradual onset of mental illness forced him out. The album was recorded sometime before 1971 with Heitkotter himself on guitar and vocals and two unknown players on bass and drums (though some people insist that Heitkotter plays everything on it). The vibe is deeply personal and outrageously fucked up, lining up alongside legendary postcards from the void like Nicodemus, Circuit Rider and Kenneth Higney. Heitkotter gets into these classic sleazoid rock moves, jamming 10 minute songs about hangin’ all night while smoking and stomping like an autistic Neil Haggerty while the rest of the group collapse around him, sometimes stopping playing altogether or launching into unrelated lines and melodies. Indeed, there’s a kind of Jandek feel to the group interaction, not to say the circumstances of its recording, that gives it an extremely dislocated atmosphere. Still, it’s much more than a simple document of an insane person jamming in the basement. Heitkotter somehow channels classic rock/roll outsider moves into a psychotronic trip through weirdo biker rock, sick avant-garage crunch and almost Beefheart-styled breakdown and at points they really do sound like early Royal Trux. Totally inspired, easily living up to the hype, this is one of the greatest and most inexplicable real-people private press bombs and this incredible edition pretty much seals it with – get this – five unbelievable, terminally raw demo cuts that have never been uncovered until now on top of a massive book with unseen snaps, the full story in lurid detail and reproductions of his incredible paintings. Can’t recommend this monster enough!

Orphan Fairytale
My Favourite Fairytale

Aguirre Records Zorn-10

2xLP
£21.99


Gorgeous double LP that compiles a bunch of off-the-radar releases from Eva Van Deuren aka Orphan Fairytale: My Favourite Fairytale sinks the gonzoid approach of earlier releases in favour of a more elegiac, stately, though still beautifully fucked series of tone hymns. Eva still makes use of toy instruments and primitive loops but there's a weight to the material that makes it feel even more personal. Gathering releases from Taped Sounds, Rampart, Blackest Rainbow and an obscure self-released CD-R, the set spans the years 2008-2011. The set runs from thin, glassy tones forming into detailed helix patterns in a way that evokes the more minimal Mirror sides as well as the sound sculptures of Harry Bertoia through lilting/falling keyboard patterns which in turn parts to reveal the kinda hallucinatory tonal percussive weave you might associate with Spencer Clark's work. The side-long “Neverending Waves” is exactly that, a mesmerising/haunting keyboard choral that laps at the gates of heaven like nothing this side of James Ferraro’s epic Marble Surf. Huge fans of Eva here at VT and this may just be the apex of her catalogue to date, personal, weird, gently seductive, if anyone ever re-makes the soundtrack to Valerie & Her Week Of Wonders let it be Eva, very highly recommended! 

Richard Youngs
Summer Wanderer

Gipsy Sphinx No Cat

LP
£16.99


The deluxe vinyl version of this already-legendary solo vocal side by Richard Youngs, previously only available as a gift and then a limited CD-R from Richard himself. Youngs isn't the first leftfield thinker to use folk music as a vessel to pirate out into the depths of intuitively mapped space, and the curve of his career matches much of what has recently been happening in terms of transatlantic New Weirdness. His revisionist approach to the fountainhead aligns him with more contemporary spirits like Matthew Valentine and Six Organs Of Admittance's Ben Chasny, players who have adopted avant garde strategies not as a massive break with the past but as a resumption of a suppressed tradition, making overt the connection between 'basic' folk modes and experimental approaches by working roughhouse musical gestures into sublime new alphabets. Albums like 2004's River Through Howling Sky and 2003's Airs Of The Ear are inspired amalgams of archetypal folk device and ecstatic future reverie. But the Summer Wanderer album may be his deepest pass to date. Its' three disconcertingly unaccompanied vocal performances match Anne Briggs's early Topic recordings in terms of bleak, oblivious beauty while highlighting the common Ur-drone that runs through the spine of his back catalogue. I don't think I've ever enjoyed the art of precise vocal phrasing and intimate joy in sound quite so much as I do when I spin the first side of this LP; it's a supernaturally effective performance. Highest possible recommendation: a modern masterpiece and one of Richard's most affecting solo releases. Immaculately pressed heavy vinyl edition that really sounds fantastic with a gorgeous paste-on cover and hand-lettering. Numbered edition of 525 copies. Long OOP. 

Aaron Dilloway & Jason Lescalleet
Popeth

Glistening Examples GLEX-1403

LP
£18.99


Edition of 400 copies LP from two masters of tectonic psycho-acoustics: this is a highly anticipated summit and doesn’t disappoint. Both Dilloway and Lescalleet are adepts at foundation quaking sonics but both marry their structural tectonics to invasive, psychologically eviscerating subliminals and the combination is spectacularly powerful, with a throbbing/fluxing hollowed-out drone core sending and receiving coded shortwave blats of information-thick static while the whole thing regurgitates itself again and again, generating a Moebius strip –like singularity that moves through endless re-statements of itself. This is the most haunted set from the duo yet, with an eerie depth of scale populated by wraiths and ghost tones over which some truly savage and bodily invasive electronics pulse like alarm codes. The production is especially dizzying, the way the sounds are set deep within the tracks, touching on Peter ‘Sleazy’ Christopherson’s production work with Coil, complete with uncanny EVP-style vocal manifestations and the kind of paranoiac/Berlin bunker atmosphere that is pure Conrad Schnitzler. But it’s not all occult soundings; Popeth presents some of the duo’s most get-down fucked up riff-based synth punk anthems to date, channelling the second Suicide album as re-thunk by Maryanne Amacher and Klaus Dinger. Classic electro-threat in true circuit-shredding style, pressed on 150g vinyl, highly recommended. 

Andrew Chalk
Circle Of Days

Faraway Press FP-023

LP
£16.99


Stunning new elaborately assembled handmade LP from legendary UK soundist and big VT fave Andrew Chalk: Circle Of Days consist of a selection of shorter tracks that focus around minimal organ, steel strings and field recordings. The organ tracks are luminous, beautiful, hovering around pools of slowly fluxing drone and with aching, hymnal melodies that come over like a cough syrup take on the English eternities of the Canterbury crew while giving the nod to 20th century minimalists like Steve Reich, Charlemagne Palestine and Tony Conrad. But as with all of Chalk’s work there’s a fragility, a delicate desolate quality that is marked by very particularly nuanced field recordings and subtle, almost music box melodies, combined in a way that works to transport you into a reverie of days past. This feels like one of Chalk’s most instrumentally focussed works and although the delicate, lugubrious melodies on display here may seem a thousand miles from his flesh/metal experiments as Ferial Confine there’s a wounded quality to the sonics, a feel of pained remembrance that links his entire discography, even if now it feels like there is some kind of acceptance and near-resolution. Stately, beautiful, profoundly affecting, no one makes music – or vinyl artefacts! – like Chalk and this is another stunning folk/art masterpiece. Very highly recommended!

Ben Hall’s She Shells String Trio
Negatively Complicating A Procedure That Is Already Flawed

8MM 060

LP
£16.99


Edition of only 150 copies LP with handmade covers that documents a killing free trio led by percussionist Ben Hall (Graveyards/Bill Dixon et al) and featuring violinists C. Spencer Yeh (Burning Star Core) and Mike Khoury: this is a massively psychedelic side, with two void-gobbling violins that flutter in and out of corporeal reality with alla the grace of the heady string side of Albert Ayler’s Greenwich Village masterpiece while touching on aspects of Keiji Haino’s hurdy gurdy work, Ornette’s power-sawing and some truly alien, speaking in tongues power droning. Hall has a lightness of touch and a knitting needle speed here that gives the nod to Rashied Ali’s navigation of Interstellar Space but truly this is a profoundly alien music and a radical new trio line-up. Very highly recommended!

Heather Leigh
Nightingale

Golden Lab Records ROWF-48

LP
£14.99


Stunning new amp-destroying solo pedal steel album from Heather Leigh: in the tradition of classics of the form like Fushitsusha’s The Caution Appears, the recording for Nightingale was so intense that it left no room for vocals whatsoever, and as such it stands as the premier document of the outer reaches of free pedal steel instrumentalism ever bled to wax. Recorded in Mono, direct to tape, the sounds has a dense, grainy, overloaded aspect that touches on Terry Riley’s tape-trance works while mainlining the guitar smashing part of Jimi Hendrix and pushing further into the free metal/third ear soundings that Leigh minted in collaboration with Stefan Jaworzyn as part of their Annihilating Light duo. Clusters of Takayanagi-scale tone violence flash in dense, gridlocked signatures of pure psychedelic overload, with obsessive, microtone thick motifs repeated to the point of oblivion and a raging country-billy feel that exceeds a fantasy Nanjo-produced Akiyama/Flynt summit in terms of the sound of true American Primitive. In the lineage of Sonny Sharrock, Rudolph Grey, Donald Miller and Keiji Haino, Nightingale may just be the heaviest slice of female ever channelled via savagely protesting strings and lays down a whole new now for the future of guitar as guitar. You never heard such sounds. Comes in a dazzling glammed up Richter-style sleeve with silver on black printing, edition of only 250 copies, won’t hang around for long, so make your move! Very highly recommended, naturally! 

Les Rallizes Denudes
Electric Pure Land

No Label No Cat

2xLP
£26.99


Staggering ultra-limited out-of-nowhere double LP set of primo acid-drenched psych from the most legendary Japanese underground group of all time, the late Les Rallizes Denudes: reputedly sourced from the collection of an ‘insider’ Japanese underground musician and coming from the same source as the all-time epic France Demo Tapes LP, Electric Pure Land represents the second phase in this Dick’s Picks style on-going vinyl presentation of the hands-down greatest live moments of Mizutani’s mystery-cloaked outfit. Housed in a beautiful heavy gatefold sleeve with nada in terms of information but two enigmatic graphics-only inserts and pictures of a total eclipse of the sun, Electric Pure Land is in fact drawn from live 1974 material and comes pressed across three sides of moodily transparent vinyl.
The set begins with a blank A side (!) then into a wild sidelong flamethrower take on “The Last One” that marries the kind of 80s Minor scene thud of groups like Kousokuya to the sound of pure amplifier worship, with cro-magnon nod-out bass and endlessly flanged/phased/devolved lead guitar coming over like “I Heard Her Call My Name” broadcast from the other side of the mirror. When Rallizes generate this kind of insane, form-destroying/higher minded six string euphoria it feels like they are the only group on the planet, taking the sound of the guitar as a conduit for electricity to its ultimate post-psych/noise ends.
And that’s not all, over on the second LP we get a slew of classic Rallizes ballads and freaks, with Mizutani so caught up in endless soloing that there are moments when everyone stops playing and he just takes off on his own, riffing endlessly w/low slung mirror shades stylings and beams of pure white light, bulldozing “Enter The Mirror”, “Flames Of Ice” and  “Angel Of Guidance”.  If you ever wondered what all the fuss was about with Rallizes then this is the monster to nail to your turntable, endless black blues played with an end of the world ferocity that is uniquely keyed.
File next to France Demo Tapes, Sweet Sister Ray, Call In Question, Clear To Higher Time, Stained Angel Morning, Pathetique and Monkey Pockie Boo in the section of your collection given over to drooling six string excess. Simply cannot recommend this mind-blowing side enough, has to be heard to be believed and certainly one of the most beautifully packaged Rallizes LPs to date, with the gatefold opening backwards, ala a Japanese book and with the ‘back’ cover featuring phonetic Japanese interpretations of English translations of the songs. Can’t even begin to comb through my entire Rallizes archive to make spot comparisons, but don’t think this insane material has made it out in any other format before, so dig in. Another future monster, highest possible recommendation!

Les Rallizes Denudes
Naked Diza Star

Bamboo BAM3CD7014

3xCD
£21.99


Another jaw-dropping archival release from Bamboo of obscure/unreleased material from the most enigmatic of underground Japanese psych groups, Les Rallizes Denudes. Naked Diza Star, originally issued via the shadowy Univive label, runs the length of Rallizes' career in order to compile an incredible three discs worth of peak unreleased performances. Disc one features live garage bombs from 1973 through 1976, including the legendary "Last One '70" recording from 1976. Disc two has material from 1976 and '77, including ravaged takes on "Enter The Mirror" and "The Last One", while disc three runs from 1981 through a final "Last One" from 1987. It makes for a fantastic and informative listen and works to document how their sound evolved through all of their various incarnations. Still one of the premier Rallizes discs and one that captures the group in all of their aspects, from endless flamethrower solos through ginchy post-Velvets two chord pop through icy austere black folk balladry. Comes in a chunky jewel case with an 8 page booklet in English and Japanese. Very highly recommended!

Mark Durgan
Ploughing Furrows Into Rotten Burrows

Pan 3

LP
£16.99


Beautifully assembled set of Industrial psychedelia from Durgan aka Putrefier on Bill Kouligas’s (Family Battlesnake) suave vinyl-only imprint: ”Made up of junk sounds, be they acoustic or electronic, 'Ploughing Furrows into Rotten Burrows' is informed by a caustic patience and steady pacing. With a concentrated approach, Mark Durgan makes the space, and even silences between sounds, an integral part of his constructions. He builds up tracks from the beginning with loops, samples or acoustic sounds, then the sound becomes quite automated due to the influence of the feedback generated from the electronic devices. For the past twenty years, Mark Durgan, known under the Putrefier moniker and his label Birthbiter (1986), is one of the few genuinely curious anomalies operating today. Disassociated with a lot of noise, he is more of a true outsider of this scene, somewhat akin to the older sound poets. Although their realm of art is very different to that of his, comparisons can be made. The lack of concrete documentation, both written and recorded, could be construed as an attempt at mystery, but the reality is that it all comes down to a total ambivalence about having a public persona Despite that this is his first official work under his own name, it still bears similarity to the Putrefier concept. From the influences of Power Electronics and especially early nineties Japanese noise ('Cog Dominance' cassette, 1987 on Broken Flag), his music has developed into different areas of the avant garde spectrum, such as musique concrete, improvisation and electroacoustic music, demonstrated in one of his latest works done with The New Blockaders. Being able to appreciate other forms of experimentation, he takes noise to a different level. The Lp is mastered and cut by Rashad Becker in a limited edition of 330 hand-numbered copies, pressed on 140g vinyl and comes in a poly-lined inner sleeve. It is packaged in a pro-press jacket which itself is housed in a two-tone silk screened pvc sleeve with interweaving geometric designs.” – Pan.

Monopoly Child Star Searchers
The Garnet Toucan

Underwater Peoples Records UPLP-016

LP
£16.99


Stunning album from Spencer Clark (The Skaters et al), the final instalment in his ‘Romance Audio Trilogy’ that included Bamboo For Two and Make Mine Macaw: Spencer’s recent work has been heavily influenced by artist/occultists Kenneth Grant and Austin Osman Spare, positing alternate atavistic zones accessed via communion with regressed animal spirits that function as portals to visions of primal/universal consciousness  as communicated via sentient codes. The Garnet Toucan is as heady a piece of ritual/meditative music as anything from Angus MacLise in the way that it encodes deeply personal symbols w/accruing/repetitive layers of meaning and non-sense while generating the kind of hypnotic reveries that allow subconscious personas to take over. The music here has little parallel but there are nods to Sun Ra’s wiggier cosmo-keyboard fantasias, the more cosmic early Skaters sides, extremely primitive keyboard-led slow-mo dub settings, the kind of Industrial de-programming exotica fantasised by Throbbing Gristle, even the world galaxy visions of Alice Coltrane albeit with a heady/drugged basement/ritual vibe or the haunted soul of the most spooked Ethiopiques sides, all cut with slowed-down nightmare vox ala Basil Kirchin. The perfect spin for the liminal hours of the a.m. A stunning, magical package, very highly recommended!

The Cherry Blossoms
Live In Amsterdam

Hairy Spider Legs No Cat

LP
£14.99


ONE OF VOLCANIC TONGUE'S RECORDS OF THE YEAR 2013!


Staggering new live album from this legendary underground post-Velvets country –honk outfit and big VT faves: only New Zealand’s The Garbage & The Flowers come close to the narcotic, brink-of-falling apart VU bliss of Nashville’s Cherry Blossoms, who mainline classic American song-forms as part of a wonked historical umbilical that runs from The Godz and The Fugs at their slum goddess peak through Cordell Jackson, NRBQ, Smegma, Henry Flynt and The Legendary Stardust Cowboy.
Live they are an absolute dream, as anyone who witnessed their legendary – and completely incongruous – set at Glasgow’s Instal fest back in the day. Vocalist Peggy Snow can re-think traditional folk phrasing with alla the heartbreak of your favourite Christmas carol, power-beaming visions of angel choirs into the simplest two chord folk lament as on the staggering “Lay The Cloud Thin”, with its stratas of female vocal bliss. Their mutant take on Doctor Ross’s original Sun recording, “Boogie Disease”, pretty much re-locates it to Saturn, with glorious New Angloid Sound-style kazoo hysteria and a Half Japanese-plays-Diddley-beat feel. It’s jaw dropping. And when the sound of “Roman Aqueducts” comes marching in it feels like the Albert Ayler jug band playing hallelujah in the face of the final judgement. Peerless American goodtime music straight out of the mystery zone and a major contender for one of the last-minute records of the year. Love this group so much – highest possible recommendation!

The Outsiders
CQ: Mythology

Pseudonym VP99026

2xLP
£27.99


Massive public service issue of a pieced-together recreation of legendary Dutch garage band The Outsiders ‘big statement’, the sprawling, visionary CQ Sessions: CQ aka Seek You was The Outsiders’ third and final album, released in 1968. In many ways it parallels The Pretty Things’ excessive evolutionary vision for SF Sorrow, mainlining wild garage and R ‘n’ B stylings into a more expressively experimental zone where drone rock, free-form instrumentals, dosed acid folk dirges and two-chord proto-punk clangers bled into each other in a charged, heady imagining of the endlessly psychedelic potential of the basic garage rock blueprint. CQ: Mythology presents the session tapes as they happened, allowing you to listen in on an intensely creative and experimental brain-storm, with alternate versions, instrumental takes that go way beyond the blank and psychedelic sketches that match form destroying fuzz with moments of deliriously zonked folk, all fronted by Wally Tax’s amazing, expressive vocals and Ronald Splinter’s post-VU guitar stylings. File next to Trip Thru Hell, SF Sorrow, Faintly Blowing, White Light/White Heat et al in terms of revelatory psychedelic excess. Deluxe double LP pressed on 180g vinyl. Recommended!

Mad Nanna
In Glasgow/At Volcanic Tongue

Golden Lab Records ROWF-39

LP
£18.99


Long-anticipated document of what was hands-down the greatest live event we ever hosted at our old physical space, Mad Nanna’s gravity defying celebration of profoundly affecting, nod-out gorgeous, teetering on total collapse, wiped-out post Velvets joy shapes: this (almost literally) staggering LP comes in an edition of 250 copies and sold out immediately, with VT bagging the last remaining copies anywhere. The recording was captured on a classic 1980s boombox and the feel is just spectacularly warm and dosed. In Glasgow catches the drumless/twin guitar line-up of Michael Zulicki and Pat O’Brien at an incredible apex, beatifically tripping on massively extended versions of already-classic material. Zulicki delivers his vocals with alla the wasted elan of a Michael Morley/Dead C, wrapping his lips all the way around the songs and singing and sighing rapturously to himself while he plays the most incredible one chord songs that seem like the ultimate DIY/post-Velvets realisation of avant-garage perfection. O’Brien’s guitar playing is just as incredible, with incredibly zonked single note solos that cohere from almost stupefyingly out navigations of post-Jandek time/space. It’s hard to convey just how magical this set is, a true alchemical working with the simplest of ingredients somehow extrapolated to the point of instant satori. Constantly teetering on total fall-apart collapse, the songs tipple on the very lip of the void, while hanging together like the greatest slow motion pop hook of your life. If you weren’t there – and take it from me, on the night there was barely a dry eye in the house – then this is the next best thing to the greatest concert of your lifetime, an incredible, celebratory, life-affirming stumble through the kind of wild, left-field blurt previously the domain of Jandek, The Dead C, The Shadow Ring, Department Store Santas et al. Features the ultimate readings of “Little Flowers”, “Deck Song”, “My Two Kids”, “I’m Not Coming” and “The Nectarine Tree”. Album of the goddamn year, obviously, and one of VT’s proudest moments preserved forever on 140g wax. Highest possible recommendation? Damn straight. This is the true sound of confusion. 

Ora Iso
Bathcat

Ba Da Bing Records Bing-101

LP
£14.99


Killer set of beatbox damaged No Wave destructo rock and feedback soaked reverie: Ora Iso is the Malaysian-born, recent transplant to New York via Australia, Kathleen Malay alongside Jason Kudo, guitarist with VT faves Modra, working with Lary Seven, a fixture of the NY underground since the 1970s who has worked with Tony Conrad, Jarboe and Foetus. Bathcat marries Malay’s haunting vocals with the kinda guitar savagery that would reconcile the jacknife/flamethrower style of Rallizes at their most garage band relentless with the kind of no-technique Hendrix-isms of a Bruce Russell and Michael Morley. Indeed, Ora Iso seem to be channelling a similar kind of devolved electro rock violence as Ut or Jacqui Ham’s Dial, combining pugilistic rhythm programs with moments of barbaric string wail and dark vocal hymnals and nursery rhyme melodies, tying up Chrome and Minimal Man while making with the kind of dramatic reverb/fuzz damaged song work that you could almost imagine Meat Whiplash channelling if they had a bit more New York muscle. But it’s the guitars and the staggered rhythms that really do it, endless single note shots that peel the patina from the sky and that wrap the songs in complex webs of pure scorch. A massive side from this group, convincingly taking the whole No Wave blueprint somewhere else entirely. Comes with a download. Highly recommended.

The Bachs
Out Of The Bachs

Time-Lag Records No Cat

LP
£49.99


Much-anticipated ultimate vinyl reissue for what is quite simply the greatest 1960s private press side of all time. This stunningly presented 180g vinyl edition with exact reproduction heavy vintage style sleeves supersedes all previous reissues as it is presented for the first time at the correct speed (!) and with a cut that finally matches the glorious sound of the original. If you know this album as well as we do you will be blown-away by the new level of detail and the stately pace that allows you to savour a whole new level of instrumental detail and really get inside the amazing harmonies. Indeed, I’d go so far as to say you haven’t truly heard this album until you have spent serious time with this new edition. Much more than simply another garage punk album, Out Of The Bachs is the holy grail of post-acid teenage satori, with 12 amazing, original (not a single cover on this LP) compositions that combine endless echo with totally crude production values, cranking, spirited rave-ups, beautiful psychedelic teen ballads, totally confusing mind-expanding freakbeat genius (esp "Minister To A Mind Diseased" and "Tables Of Grass Fields") and the most perfectly formulated utopian drugs, F/X and teenage romance atmosphere of any 1960s private press. The only group that even comes close to The Bachs would be Index, but those guys traded more in inspired cover versions than mind-expanding originals and there's a singular, lonesome atmosphere to Out Of The Bachs, the feel of a once-in-a-lifetime recording event, that raises it well above the competition. The sound on this record so completely approximates my fantasy idea of what the ultimate 1960s USA garage band would sound like that I sometimes wonder if I dreamt it up myself. And I'm not the only one, fans of this record run from John Olson of Wolf Eyes and Matthew Valentine through both James Ferraro and Spencer Clark. Long regarded as the king of US private presses, this is one of the rarest rock records of all time, so much so that even vinyl reissues go for crazy money, so it's safe to say that this ultimate edition, the only one that stays true to the original, issued in a run of only 500 copies and immediately sold out at source will be a major stone for years to come. If you buy one record this lifetime... Highest possible recommendation!

Unknown Brain
s/t

Mystra Records #3

LP
£13.99


Limited edition of 500 copies LP. Unknown Brain bundles some amazing 1971 lo-fi home recording from Tom Ardolino of NRBQ. NRBQ were one of the most out-of-time rock 'n' roll band ever to escape the 1960s, drawing on a roll-call of influences that would have the most hound-dog record collector rolling their eyes, with garage blues that were equally informed by Thelonious Monk, Sun Ra, Moondog, Paul Bley, the American song-poem factories, Link Wray, The Stones, Duke Ellington and Eddie Cochran. Their vision was of an unbroken American continuum of kicks, high-octane rock and classic popular culture as the central vehicle for outsider 20th century vision. Over the years they have cut a bunch of killer sides that continue to fly in the face of dud post-modern dud culture.
These tracks were recorded by Ardolino a few years before he joined NRBQ and while they reflect on the sound of the mothership they’re just as much a snapshot of the contents of the classic junk-guzzling record hound’s brain at the close of the 1960s, with Ardolino cutting exuberantly primitive versions of advertising jingles, Johnny & The Hurricanes organ stompers, muffled garage rock that sounds like The Novas or The Cramps, jazz instrumentals that are as eerie as your favourite  Saturn moments... if you can imagine Half Japanese cutting their own Basement Tapes drawn from 50s and 60s B-movie, comics and rock/roll culture then you’re almost there. There’s a particularly hilarious moment where Ardolino and friends are jamming on a church organ and the tape keeps running as they get busted by the reverend for drinking beer in the church. An absolute joy, released by Joshua Burkett on his own private imprint with screened sleeves and insert notes.

Yoga
Skinwalker

Holy Mountain 10201967

LP
£16.99


Necessary vinyl reissue of the debut cassette from the mind-bending duo of Sam Meringue (aka Explorers, James Ferraro’s 90210 etc) and Jason Pearl (Living Tapes): Yoga play a form of hallucinatory 21st century DIY ritual that filters metal bombast and black psychedelic atmospherics through hyperreal hypnagogic territories and Skaters-style luminal dreamtones.  Parts of this almost sound like Lamborghini Crystal soundtracking some 1980s apocalyptic city-under-siege VHS, but it’s the metal backbone that transports it fully into its own universe, with flashing keyboards and buzzing electro-melodies generating a murky swamp-storm while somewhere in the distance the silhouettes of dinosaurs make a thunderous passage through the skies. Some tracks seem to be made up of a handful of simple sounds, a phased guitar, a keyboard loop, but the degree of F/X and the precise placement of the tones makes the whole deal sound miles deep, like Goblin’s soundtrack to Dario Argento’s Suspiria heard through torrential rain or black 1980s keyboard zones broadcast through ancient tannoy systems somewhere in space. 

Billy Bang & William Parker
Medicine Buddha

NoBusiness Records NBCD-71

CD
£13.99


Beautiful set of duo string-think from two stalwarts of the NY free music scene: Bang was of course part of one of the greatest and most radical string groups, The String Trio Of New York, and he was an early collaborator with William Parker, playing on Parker’s Centering debut, Through Acceptance Of The Mystery Peace in 1979. This gorgeous set was recorded two years before Bang passed away, in 2009, in the Reuben Museum Of Art in New York on the 8th of May. Including a dedication to another key string avantist and leader of The Revolutionary Ensemble, Leroy Jenkins, Medicine Buddha sees Bang on violin and thumb piano and Parker on bass, shakuhachi and douson gouni. The playing is by turns bracing, lyrical, searingly powerful and oddly percussive, moving from moments of almost Moondog-scale hobo fourth world tattoos through full-on tangles of wood and wire. Recommended. 

Half High
Shapeless Advice

Altered States Tapes AST-035

7”
£8.99


New jams from the inspired Australian underground duo of Lucy Phelan (Naked On The Vague/Lucy Cliche et al) and Matthew Hopkins (Naked On The Vague/Vincent Under The Sink/The Bowles et al): even less corporeal than their recent LP on RIP Society, Shapeless Advice is a beautiful slice of shimmering holy music, with disembowelled drones giving way to moments of slow-burning harmonic hallucination in a way that directly parallels Mirror’s alchemical use of field recordings and sigilised electronics. The flip is particularly malevolent, with a minimal organic pulse beat that feels supremely unsettling up against background hums and deep dark space in a way that comes over like a minimal wave derive through Current 93’s In Menstrual Night. Excellent. 

Ted Daniel's Energy Module
Interconnection

NoBusiness Records NBLP-72/73

2xCD
£18.99


A jaw-dropping archival free jazz find: Free trumpeter Ted Daniel ranks up there alongside Norman Howard as one of the key 'lost' 1960s/70s fire musicians. Best known for his appearance on Sonny Sharrock's epochal Black Woman LP, he also featured alongside players like Archie Shepp, Andrew Cyrille and Billy Bang. Less well known are his own projects, principally rhythmically extended big-band set-ups that combined the omni-directional time vectors pioneered by Coltrane's various late groupings with blue, rough-house phrasing, spirit-roaring dynamics and the kind of high, simultaneous lines that defined the instant compositions of Ornette Coleman and Don Cherry. This previously unreleased set of live recordings with a phenomenal line-up from 1975, at the height of the ‘loft years’, is just so much gravy. Here Ted is caught at the absolute apex of his powers alongside a dream team of Daniel Carter on tenor saxophone, Oliver Lake on alto, soprano and piccolo, Richard Pierce on bass and Tatsuya Makamura on drums. The material is choice, with a buncha Daniel originals bracketed by some majestic readings of primo free jazz:  a triumphal “Ghosts” by Albert Ayler, Ornette’s “Congeniality”, Sunny Murray’s “Jiblet” and Dewey Redman’s “Interconnection”. The band sound phenomenal, ragged, wild, with the classic urban/devotional feel of the post-Fire Music loft scene. Recorded on 8th November 1975 at Sunrise Studios, 122 Second Avenue, second floor, New York, this is an exceptional free jazz uncovering in every way and a necessary purchase. Same track listing as the LP, highly recommended!

Ted Daniel's Energy Module
Interconnection

NoBusiness Records NBLP-81/82

2xLP
£23.99


Limited edition of only 400 copies that presents a jaw-dropping archival free jazz find: Free trumpeter Ted Daniel ranks up there alongside Norman Howard as one of the key 'lost' 1960s/70s fire musicians. Best known for his appearance on Sonny Sharrock's epochal Black Woman LP, he also featured alongside players like Archie Shepp, Andrew Cyrille and Billy Bang. Less well known are his own projects, principally rhythmically extended big-band set-ups that combined the omni-directional time vectors pioneered by Coltrane's various late groupings with blue, rough-house phrasing, spirit-roaring dynamics and the kind of high, simultaneous lines that defined the instant compositions of Ornette Coleman and Don Cherry. This previously unreleased set of live recordings with a phenomenal line-up from 1975, at the height of the ‘loft years’, is just so much gravy. Here Ted is caught at the absolute apex of his powers alongside a dream team of Daniel Carter on tenor saxophone, Oliver Lake on alto, soprano and piccolo, Richard Pierce on bass and Tatsuya Makamura on drums. The material is choice, with a buncha Daniel originals bracketed by some majestic readings of primo free jazz:  a triumphal “Ghosts” by Albert Ayler, Ornette’s “Congeniality”, Sunny Murray’s “Jiblet” and Dewey Redman’s “Interconnection”. The band sound amazing, ragged, wild, with the classic urban/devotional feel of the post-Fire Music loft scene. Recorded on 8th November 1975 at Sunrise Studios, 122 Second Avenue, second floor, New York, this is an exceptional free jazz uncovering in every way and a necessary purchase. Same track listing as the CD, highly recommended!

Chris Corsano/Paul Flaherty
Full Bottle

Ultra Eczema/Ultra Eczema 31/31

LP
£21.99


Dunno what it is about Kentucky (maybe the kinda straight-from-the-source access to whiskey that Flaherty always ‘enjoys’) but that state seems to have been the scene for a disproportionate amount of horse-killing Flaherty/Corsano duo sets. And here’s another. Hot on the ass of their great Beloved Music set comes this beautifully assembled LP in an edition of only 400 copies complete with ludicrously-sick art by Mr Dennis Tyfus and a raging recording of a set laid down at Louisville’s Renaissance Theatre. Flaherty moves between tenor and alto sax, while Corsano moves between vectors of time/space formulation like so many transparent galaxies. Gorgeous high-energy ballistics go up against sweet passages of solar muscle and beautifully tweaked soul in a way that will satisfy any camp whose principle flag is freedom. Highest recommendation: another monster. Already sold-out at source, so better move it.

Convergence
Live

Beniffer Editions #129

LP
£13.99


Fascinating unearthing by Beniffer of a document of this short-lived experiment in free improvisation that came into being as an off-shoot of the Humber College Ensemble For Experimental Music in 1976: Convergence existed between 1976 and 1980, progressing from performing written pieces to total free improvisation under the directorship of Michael Horwood, the father of Bennifer label owner Jacob Horwood. The instrumental line-up is singular: percussion (including steel drums, a first in improvised music?), piano, trombone and trumpet and the group walk the line between free jazz, avant classical performance and weirdo communal freak with considerable aplomb. There are long periods of silence subtly bisected by cranky tones and elongated brass statements leading into heady percussive voids that touch on the NNCK/Embryo collaboration Embryonnck while giving the nod to some of the St Louis Black Artist Group experiments . Although they came out of an academic establishment there’s less of a pointillist Spontaneous Music Ensemble feel to the music and a little more garage band grit,. The steel drums really work to wonk the music, locating it in some kind of fourth world conservatory where it’s possible to get down as much as it is to take off. An excellent exhumation and another thrilling chapter in the secret history of 20th century free music. Recorded live at the Music Gallery September 18, 1979, screenprinted sleeves. Recommended. 

D. Charles Speer & The Helix
After Hours

Black Dirt Records BD-3

LP
£16.99


Deluxe vinyl edition of the album from this No-Neck Blues Band satellite, piloted to the ends of the desert by Mr Dave Shuford and released on Jason Meagher of NNCK’s swank new imprint. The feel of the territory is still pretty much dominated by the kind of men-with-no-name country downs previously trafficked by strangers like Townes Van Zandt, Steve Young, Leonard Cohen and Michael Hurley but the settings are a goddamn treat, combining the kind of laconic drug-bruised energy of The Stones circa Exile On Main Street with some endless, hypnotic steel shapes and the kind of cracked vocalese that would bridge hillbilly phrasing with hiccupping avant garde style. Haven’t heard a record that so convincingly crosses folk forms with a deep understanding of the joys of pure sound-as-sound since, uh, the first US Saucer album? Terry’s Rovji? Recommended.

Dan Russell
s/t

Aggravation Overdose No Cat

LP
£14.99


Major out of nowhere archival blat: I fess straight up that prior to this record’s release I knew exactly nada about the activities of the late Dan Russell and the Flint, MI underground rock scene 1971-2010. Indeed, it was a nod from Tom Lax at Siltbreeze that set us on the trail after he received this amazing LP as an unsolicited submission. Basically, it gathers a bunch of material that Dan cut with a slew of bands that he fronted, with a focus on his activities in the 1980s/90s with The Rub, Sissy Fit, Uncle Daddy, The Need, Fer Cryin’ Out Loud and The Bumps. However Russell’s vision remains consistently clear no matter who he’s jamming with. The closest comparison is obviously Jim Shepard and Vertical Slit. Russell clearly had the same set of influences: Reed, Cale, Fripp, Eno, Cooper, Ayers, Be Bop Deluxe, prog, proto-metal... and he has a similar commitment to raw, home-burned documentation. Alla the recordings here are cut straight to a Fostex 4 track with the exception of a wild jam recorded live at The Backroom. Like Shepard, Russell’s vision of rock was so stupe and so excessive that he took all that the worship of his heroes implied and then exploded the whole deal, combining off-the-cuff proto-punk fidelity with amazing songs complete with cranky fuzz guitar and epic basement atmospherics. Some of the music has the kinda metal feel that Lester Bangs was always trying to articulate, a form of particularly weighty avant garage that refused the sissification of mainstream rock while staying true to its original promise. If you’re at all attuned to the under-the-counter-culture sound of the Columbus, Ohio scene and if you believe that the true inheritance of the revolutionary trajectory of late 60s/early 70s rock lies in the underground complete w/a commitment to breaking out and freaking with it then this set is nothing short of a revelation. Comes with an insert with liners and snaps that demonstrate a fondness for jamming in nothing but a pair of Speedos that only adds to the legend. Highly recommended.

Darren Tate
Nothing By Chance

Fungal No Cat

CD-R
£8.99


Hand-numbered edition of only 50 copies private press release from Darren Tate of the whole UK Monos/Ora/Andrew Chalk cultus, each one of which comes with a unique hand-fixed photograph mounted on the front: one of Tate’s most dizzying, subliminal workings, Nothing By Chance presents a series of reality-juddering gradual drone levitations, with extremely dilated field recordings illuminated by almost Folke Rabe-scale stasis and slow stabs of disruptive organ tone. Second piece comes over as the equivalent of a slow, aching pan into the heart of a suspended whirlpool. One of Tate’s best to date, a massively heavy modern minimalist outing, highly recommended. 

Decimus/Hobo Sonn
Split

Kelippah 012

LP
£16.99


Inspired split LP that sees Pat Murano of The No-Neck Blues Band aka Decimus hook up with Brighton’s Ian Murphy aka Hobo Sonn in an edition of 300 copies with silkscreened sleeves: the Decimus side trades aggressively nuanced feedback tones and grinding nod-out  machine rhythms for the kind of distressed foggy atmosphere of early Whitehouse sides like Buchenwald or Maurizio Bianchi before giving way to a high fluctuating tone that almost works as a hallucinatory hymnal coda. Hobo Sonn’s run of vinyl LPs have been uniformly great and this is another eerie investigation into phantom place, with snippets of field recordings and found sound incorporated into a run of monolithic and arcane sonic environments in a way that would reconcile the radical collage style of Faust with the studio hermeticism of Nurse With Wound. Recommended. 

Dry Mouth
Imm8rtal

Breakdance The Dawn BDTD-204

CD-R
£6.99


New duo jams from the bottom of the world duo of Cooper Bowman and Sean McMorrow: BDTD label head Matt Earle describes their jams as “some of the best come down/fuck this I’m not going out at all styles” and that kinda captures the obsessive tape work and primitive homemade dub environs that these two inhabit. Making the kind of subliminal use of voices and looped samples of a Peter ‘Sleazy’ Christopherson, Dry Mouth sink them into throbbing, circular organic drone constructs that seem to pulsate with life, with distant tectonics and almost music box melodies suspended like intergalactic spectra amidst planetary-scale shortwave. Indeed, there is something here that really connects to that most puzzling and oddly charismatic of New Zealand underground recordings, John Pilcher and Marin McKelvey late 60s/early 70s concrete masterwork, A Bun Dance, or even the recordings of Etienne O’Leary from the 1960s. Either way, this makes for a massive trip. 

Dusty Anastassiou
Live At Real Bad

Breakdance The Dawn BDTD-199

CD-R
£6.99


Massively crude solo space/folk jams in a desolate Bob Desper/black void style from a guy who turns up in a lot of Australian underground groups like Scrabbled, Thighmaster, Dag et al: recorded at the launch night for the Wonderfuls 7”, this one makes for a perfect companion, with a guitar that sounds as if it might be strung with barbed wire and a voice that floats on deep clouds of fucked up country-tinged remorse and post-Jandek blues. Connecting with the whole BDTD ethos via massively dilated, last man standing singer/songwriter-isms, this makes for one of the most naked and personally revelatory releases in the catalogue.

e24k
Live

Breakdance The Dawn BDTD-200

CD-R
£6.99


“Heart attack music” from the solo project of Nicola Morton of Australian underground cells Bad Intentions and Club Sound Witches: using re-jacked electronics, formless noise and sludgy bedroom bass, Nicola performs a crude DIY séance where mutated almost-vocals are narrating some kind of weird cosmo text which is being simultaneously deformed by bombards of insane shortwave and tape destruct, coming over like EVP recordings of a small child being held captive by minds from other realities until the whole deal explodes into the kind of crude beatbox pop that push the techno of Club Sound Witches into the kind of occult stylings of a P.A.R.A w/a more disobedient Silicon Teens>Instant Automatons style. Yeah!

English Heretic
The Underworld Service

English Heretic EHCD-09

CD + Book
£12.99


Fantastic new CD/Book set from Andy Sharp’s singular English Heretic project: this is a massively ambitious set with a book that joins the dots between the dream/nightmare as completely divorced from notions of psychological hygiene while riffing on death, the descent into the underworld, Fulcanelli, Kenneth Grant, Malcolm Lowry, Michael Bertriaux, The Asphyx, the head of John The Baptist, The Haunted Shoreline, World In Action, Hiroshima and more. Coming with a full book of essays, notes and a listening guide, the CD represents a major coming together of Sharp’s obsessions and plays out like an uncanny fever dream of Coil re-soundtracking Jeff Wayne’s War Of The Worlds (long a personal fantasy, ha ha), using field recordings, walls of omming Buddhist monks, snippets of classic prog rock and a convulsive, oracular vocal style that comes right out of England’s Hidden Reverse. So much to get your head around here, a truly magickal trip, very highly recommended!

Factums
Alien Native

Siltbreeze SB87LP

LP
£10.99


"Factums are a contempo three-piece hailing out of Seattle who claim to have ties with (i.e. include former members of) A-Frames and The Intelligence. But since we don't subscribe to The Rocket or have li'l Johnny Poneman fetch us our lattes (anymore!), it's hard to know if that pedigree is even worth mentioning. Everyone's entitled to a past, dubious as it might be. Dieter Meier would have you believe that he had no punk history before Yello. Take that, Fresh Color! Anyway, Factums don't seem to relish or recoil from the facts and let's face it, if it helps the records fly off the shelves, how's that a bad thing? Originally released as a CD in 2004, Alien Native shows a band burrowed deep in the mystery and menace of the nascent gnarl of experimental art rock. Imagine a record collection consisting solely of The Residents' Fingerprince, Chrome's Alien Soundtracks, and Cabaret Voltaire's Nag Nag Nag. A blast from any of these records could clear a house back in the old days; now they fill it. Fortunately The Factums don't operate on such a binary plane. They are capable of resorting to either option, depending on the time and place. Alien Native is a great swab of past-sounding electro-junkoid rumble absorbed into the mind and matter of present day pre-analog excavators." - Tom Lax.

Fourth World Magazine Vol. 2
Pinhead In Fantasia

Pacific City Sound Visions #24

LP + Magazine
£16.99


Incredible new set of occult/sci-fi/black mirror workings from Spencer Clark aka Monopoly Child Star Searchers/Fourth World Magazine et al: based around the theme of Pinhead In Fantasia, this set power visions metallic angelic life-forms from the future, cenobytes, alien face-huggers, Disney-fied magick and the nightside of Hollywood complete with a full-colour fully illustrated magazine with channelled articles and workings by AR Faust, Spencer Clark and David Keenan. If you have seen any of Spencer’s recent live shows you will have experienced how his music has made quantum leaps towards a new form of high gothic/baroque keyboard fantasia and this amazing set expands on those breakthroughs, with a weirdo Angus MacLise electronic/tape music/hand-drums vibe filtered via backwards channelled vocals, Partch-ian sound environs, modern Holy Music-styled minimalism and a revelatory Kraut/2001 vibe. Less ‘frenetic’ than earlier workings, this represents a slow-dive through accumulated pop culture visions to new oracular zones via wormhole-bisected drone logic, complete with gorgeous sweeps of semi-classical keyboard tone and slow spinning sirens. Something desolately beautiful about this set that makes it stand out from anything Spencer has done before, more fully compositional and thematically linked, positing a dreamworld reconciliation of fourth world melodies, Euro classical darkness, sad cartoon euphorics (one track is titled “Lament Configurations In Walt Disney”) and a wiggy/timeless/haunting Sun Ra/Moondog/Popol Vuh feel. Recorded in an open air theatre and in a god metal box simultaneously. Beautifully packaged with a 12” 12 page full colour magazine, a singular release in every way, very highly recommended!

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Girls Girls Girls
s/t

Breakdance The Dawn BDTD-205

CD-R
£6.99


More amazing no-count crude avant rock jams from the Australian trio of Matt Earle (Craft Bandits/xNoBBQx/Breakdance The Dawn et al) on percussion and electronics, Adam Park (Sprot) on bass and Rohan Holiday (Kitten Party/Teen Sex) on guitar: Girls Girls Girls play an extremely dilated form of avant garage that subverts concepts of instrumental ability – even of actually playing – to the point of narcoleptic hands-off string dunt and entropic rhythmic collapse. Matt Earle describes this as their ‘metal’ album, and that makes sense if you can imagine a metal album cut by Kommissar Hjular und Mama Baer circa their amazing Ultra Eczema album.
Indeed at points it sounds like they have turned the Corwood back catalogue inside out and are now playing it backwards, such is the mind-boggling levels of savant-styled improvisatory prowess on display here. Smears of indecipherable vocals come over like an autistic call to prayer while the drums slug it out with Sunny Murray in the car park and the guitars stagger between psychedelic slo-motion surf/punk re-thinks, F/X damaged one-note ‘solos’ and thuggish bloody-minded invented chord patterns. Sublime rock instants way beyond ‘technique’, this is free improvised music that far outstrips anything going in the tepid contemporary ‘improv’ scene in terms of vision and inspired new modes of group-think. If Derek Bailey was alive today I’d rather hear him jam with these guys than with the usual bedwetters. All sounds are innocent!

Hobo Sonn
Wary The Mind

Amen Absen 003

LP + 3” CD-R
£12.99


Second full-length vinyl from Brighton’s Ian Murphy aka Hobo Sonn. Hobo Sonn’s glorious self-released debut floored pretty much everyone who heard it, drawing comparison to everyone from Nurse With Wound and Aaron Dilloway through Total and Heemann/Chalk. This new album, released by the Canadian Amen Absen label, is just as consummately out, with a sound that’s as deep as a thunderstorm and as exactingly detailed as Steven Stapleton’s obsessive studio work circa Spiral Insana. The palette is fairly minimal, with thin feedback tones, bells and Morse code tattoos suspended above a gulf of black electronics populated by slow tectonic shifts that sound like a more planetary scale Whitehouse complete with phantom/hallucinated melodies that come across like phantom snatches of processed choirs with a single guitar dissolving simple repeating folk motifs in reverb somewhere just beyond the horizon and hypnotically reductive two-tone pulses gradually fading to silence. The sound is as empty and oppressive as a wall of overheated amplifiers singing softly to themselves but it’s the surreal feel for detail, for odd sonic topography, that makes this a deeply psychedelic trip and a must for in-depth headphone investigation. File alongside classics like Heemann/Akita’s Sleeper Awakes On Edge Of Abyss, the Nord LPs, Alan Lamb’s Night Passage, Bernhard Gunter’s Un Peu de Neige Salie et al. Edition of 330 copies but all VT copies come from the special 120 copy sub-edition that features a bonus 3”. Highly recommended. 

Kevin Aprill
Sunset On An Imaginary Beach Of Latent Energy

Del Val DV-11

LP
£31.99


Staggering reissue/rediscovery of what existed only as a single-copy acetate cut in New Jersey in 1971: this discovery was so momentous that it brought the legendary Del Val label out of hibernation after 10 years (they were the first to reissue The Bachs’ sainted Out Of The Bachs in 1992) in order to make it public. It’s a revelation. Aprill was a massively bombed-out American Primitive guitarist with a vision of the sound of the cosmos and this revelatory album combines aching acoustic guitar laments with the most fucked-up drone/sound environments ever to make it out of the real people 1970s void. Aprill and partner Mary Parshelunis use vocals, guitar, mandolin, dulcimer and kazoo – albeit kazoo soaked in OTT psychedelic F/X. The first side is epic, three guitar soli excursions that match Fahey’s Days Have Gone By in terms of temporal dislocation w/heady use of F/X. But it’s the b-side that will truly blow your mind. It starts off with an insane improvisation for solo dulcimer before dropping into an almost side-long suite called “On Tour Of The Solar System” that breaks down into three ‘movements’; “Plutonian Airwaves”/Improvization Upon A Traditional Martian Scale/Rocket Waves”. You never heard such sounds: the wailing echoed kazoo is equal parts Cherry Blossoms and Richard Youngs circa New Angloid Sound while the combination of harsh noise, wowing drone work and tactile fuzz-damaged folk/punk brut somehow reconciles the communal improvisatory appeal of Taj Mahal Travellers and CCCC with a homemade UK underground/DIY ethos (think the whole Bower/Campbell/Youngs orbit) and some massively crude would-be-concrete Industrial improvisations. Just incredible. Indeed, Sunset... pretty much encompasses alla the historical strands of the Fahey back catalogue in one goddamn session. The sleeve art is just gravy too, with titles written in pen and a beautiful reproduction of the original sleeve, complete with tears and tape markings. Amazing that at this stage of the game something so completely unparalleled can still be uncovered. Wow – very highly recommended!

Makoto Kawabata
We Don’t Know Where We Came From

Important Records Imprec-205

LP
£14.99


Solo album from the Acid Mothers leader Makoto Kawabata in screenprinted sleeves, edition of 500 copies. This is a fantastic distillation of alla his various modes, from Inui-styled dreamtone psych through refracted Japanese folk and in-the-red distorto worship. Recorded live at Kaccho-Buu Matsuzaka in 2004, with Makoto switching between electric and acoustic guitars, it’s also his best solo side for an age and a timely reminder of his PSF pedigree, just in case you forgot. Recommended.

Mark Barrage
Surplus Behaviour

Endless Melt EMR-010

Cassette
£8.99


Killer new cassette from one of VT’s fave Australian underground imprints, home to Exhaustion, Actual Holes, Goodgrief Commune et al, in an edition of only 50 copies: described by the label as “secret, psychosexual arrangements for low-bit recorded organ, synth, primitive drum machine and consumer electronics rendered heavy by rudimentary computer edits, thickly fogged production tactics and a zero-budget” these heavily ritualised passes through devotional chord organ, drugged machine rhythms and eerie cosmo chorales were recorded in the early 2000s by Australian producer Mark Barrage and take off on the eerie/lonesome occult DIY sound of early Asmus Tietchens (swoon) before breaking down into fractured cyborg electro that crosses the trangressive basement vibe of a Club Moral with classic Euro experimentation ala DDAA/P16.D4, melding twinkling cosmo electronics onto crunching polyrhythms and jacked beats ala Foetus. Recommended, as is everything on the label. 

Melodic Art-Tet
s/t

NoBusiness Records NBLP-62/63

2xLP
£23.99


Another incredible archival free jazz unearthing from NoBusiness, this time with a previously unheard recording from WKCR in New York in 1974 from a group that features Charles Brackeen on saxophone and flute, Ahmed Abdullah on trumpet, William Parker on bass, Roger Blank on drums and Tony Waters on percussion. Blank and Brackeen put the group together in the early 70s with a vision “to embrace communication among the good angels of humanity” that they derived from the music of Ornette Coleman, Sun Ra, Ed Blackwell and the Sound Scientists Of Dixieland. Blank had drummed for Sun Ra in the 1960s and appeared on Pharaoh Sanders’ classic Tauhid recording on Impulse while Brackeen had just cut the classic Rhythm X for Strata-East. Ronnie Boykins of the Sun Ra Arkestra was the original bassist but he was replaced by William Parker in 1974 in time for this historic recording. It has to be said, Brackeen has never sounded better than he does here, with a raw outlaw tone and an amazing feel for alchemical folk figures and roaring marching band tunes that is the match of Albert Ayler. Abdullah is the perfect foil and together they play the kind of raggedy folk-spirituals that lit up underground classics like Norman Howard & Joe Phillips’ Burn, Baby, Burn. Abdullah talks of Brackeen’s music as being really free and having a heady sense of ritual and he remembers first meeting Brackeen when he was dressed in a Zorro cape and a long conical black hat. What a cat. And with a group of this calibre – Parker is on hypnotic form here, sawing and droning like Kali – and a recording this perfectly realised, the effect is irresistible. File alongside Evan Parker’s Vaincu.Va! 1978 LP as free jazz reissue of the year. Comes with great liner notes, classic gig poster/flier reproductions and period snaps. Edition of only 400 copies gatefold LP. Can’t recommend this amazing side enough! 

Miscarriage
s/t

Chondritic Sound/American Tapes CH-150/

one-sided LP
£14.99


Limited Chondritic Sound reissue - limited to 100 copies - of this pulverising side, with red vinyl and nice paste-on sleeve art: Michigan militia meltdown - brain-gutted sludge/doom noise moves from a quartet of the most pulverising North American punks: John Olson, Mike Connelly and Aaron Dilloway of Wolf Eyes and Greh Holger of Hive Mind. Sound is dominated by the kind of thick bottom end nod-out doof that feels a bit like the more squelchy electro/noise jams from Mouthus while over the top microphone feedback, fuzz, wildly modulated electronics and intense repeat-o rips compete with viciously deformed screams and lung-busting assaults on formal rock logic. Totally unbelievable. Highly recommended.

No Guru
There’s No Guru

Hashram Audio Concern Hashram-040

LP
£21.99


Stunning edition of only 200 copies full-length LP that culls a series of confoundingly beautiful jams from an Australian underground supergroup that features members of Sky Needle, Greg Boring, The Lost Domain, Mad Nanna, 6majick9, Brothers Of The Occult Sisterhood et al: No Guru were working cover for an itinerant group of musicians in the late 2000s in Brisbane based around a crumbling old mansion that Joel Stern (Sky Needle/Greg Boring et al) describes as closer to a halfway house, populated by musicians, artists, druggies, alcoholics and dysfunctionalists of all stripes. No Guru were essentially a jam band for everyone who lived in the building or passed through, functioning as a creative ground zero for the next wave of the Australian underground. Their formative inspiration was one Jeremy Nuske, who plays on the album and who appears on the cover, and who Stern describes as “a very awkward but brilliant weirdo and a great budding scholar of folk music from around the world, especially Javanese gamelan, which you can hear come through on the record”. Tragically Nuske dropped out of the scene and eventually committed suicide in 2010, after which No Guru never played again. This is a stunning memorial to one of the truly great short-lived groups of the era with recordings culled from a single night’s session in 2006 and featuring Nuske and Stern alongside Ian Wadley (Lost Domain/Mad Nanna), Chelsea Charlton (Brainbeau), Eon Phyre and Michael Donnelly (6majik9/Brothers Of The Occult Sisterhood). No Guru beautifully transmute and deform world folk music styles without any sense of awkward appropriation, filtering it through their own very specific underground aesthetic. The basis is percussive and melodic – hence the gamelan aspect – but the specific contours of the instrumentation, from invented DIY constructs through guitar, thumb piano, bass, keyboard, electronics, trumpet and walls of thrifty percussion touch on so many totemic sources – Moondog, The Godz, Tori Kudo, The Shaggs, International Harvester, even an electro-acoustic Sunroof – while sounding quite unlike any of them. The opening brass salvo is truly beautiful, like an orchestra of weeping Kaoru Abe’s hymning the country brass bands of old and from there we move through hypnotic half-familiar melodies that are always just slightly out and circuitous enough to be endlessly slippery. The guitar is super-poignant, inverting nagging melodic fragments ala Albert Ayler even as it’s sighing through broken down free rock constructs. No Guru made music that was as futuristic as it was primitive, as optimistic as it was heart-breakingly sad, as sophisticated as it was naive and now all we have left are the recordings. But what a memorial: very highly recommended!

Pigeons
Virgin Spectacle

Black Dirt Records BD-1

LP
£16.99


Drugged, hallucinogenic dub-rubbered song constructs from a trio that features Mr Carter Thornton, Clark Griffin and Wednesday Knudsen, a group with various connections to the whole Sea Donkeys/Sublime Frequencies camp in Seattle. Released on Jason Meagher of The No-Neck Blues Band’s deluxe new vinyl-only imprint, Virgin Spectacle is one of the most weirdly fucked song-based records to come out of New York since the early Tower Recordings sides, with a similarly unfathomable approach to phantom structure, tho here they replace the monolithic electric guitars and PKD-style sleight of hand with fuzz, stumbling F/X, almost carousel-style melodies and a wayward female vocalist who sings nursery rhyme tunes, baroque gothic folk and lux French pop stylings beneath homemade electronics ala Storm Bugs with stylistic nods to a Mo-fronted Velvet Underground singing the songs of Jacques Brel. A beautifully outside release from Black Dirt, all packaged in heavy printed card sleeves with insert. Recommended.

Ragtime Frank
I’m A Rocketship For My Lord

Little Big Chief Records LBCR-013

LP
£16.99


Stunning new avant blues rip up from the Oz underground duo of Ragtime Frank on vocals and guitar and Leighton Craig (Primitive Motion et al) on drums: was hearing comparisons to the Ascension duo of Stefan Jaworzyn and Tony Irving’s classic Five Titles recording and it’s true that the combination of convulsive/collapsing hypno guitar, fully in the red deadtone feedback production overload and scything drums comes over like a blunt post-Bailey boogie session cut by UK thugs but imagine that cut with a one-chord Sister Ray style hillbilly hump that was mainlining the ghost of Reverend B way the fuck past even the reducto distorto hunch of a Tetuzi Akiyama. Ragtime Frank lurches and hee-haws all the way over the top like he’s doing the goddamn crusher over post-Billy Childish no-chord ugh. Craig keeps the whole thing lurching drunk from start to finish, coming over like Abner Jay’s dysfunctional sons jonesing for a reformed Red Transistor. Fuck what The Cramps taught us, it’s time to re-learn the goddamn songbook. Insane and very highly recommended!

Razen
Reed Bombus

Deep Distance DD-14

Picture Disc LP
£12.99


Excellent set of psychedelic early music jams from this Brussels-based duo in a hand-numbered edition of  300 copies on a trippy picture disc: using santur, bombus, bouzouki, psalterium, bagpipes and hurdy gurdy Razen channel the kind of ancient>future atmosphere of ritualists like Third Ear Band by way of contemporary psychedelic heads like Toho Sara and Ghost, building grand droning orchestras, flashing ragas and sad madrigals from sawing strings and cranky, microtone-thick dervishes. The duo navigate extended jams via jump-cuts through sudden blats and snippets in a way that mirrors the fragmentary logic of The Faust Tapes or even Vibracathedral Orchestra. With a dedication to the late Conrad Schnitzler, this is fantastic. Last copies anywhere, highly recommended.

Scissor/Split
s/t

Breakdance The Dawn BDTD-198

CD-R
£6.99


BDTD represent the sunshine coast noise posse w/this release: label boss Matt Earle describes them as “a bit of an enigma to me the way they hang out up there in paradise makin all this crazy noise.. blake (scissor) runs analogue ordnance.. makin modular synths and fx ...” The sound is somewhat akin to the post-Hawkwind psychedelic noise torrents of  the whole CCCC/Space Machine/Hiroshi Hasegawa circuit, with UFO touchdown tones, harsh, bleary analogue noise ala Broken Flag, and a warped, rainbow electronics vibe that peaks in waves of buckled euphoric. 

Sick Llama
The Earth Is Flat

Fag Tapes FT-371

CD-R
£9.99


Edition of only 50 copies private press CD-R from Heath Moreland’s legendary Sick Llama project: Can’t tell you how excited we are to welcome the Fag Tapes founder back to the VT catalogue and what a comeback! The Earth Is Flat utilises guitars, clarinet, field recordings, tapes and electronics to generate an incomprehensible electro-acoustic construct that takes off where Whitehouse’s Buchenwald left off, with the classic instrumentally irrational pile-up of slowed down media, miniature sandstorms of free jazz, basement feedback, high tension domestic minimalism and impossible concrete. Still sounds like no one else, very highly recommended. 

Squiding
s/t

Breakdance The Dawn BDTD-197

CD-R
£6.99


New set of “rainy day home brew psych” from Australia: Squiding play undersea avant garage, with a guitar sound that feels as if it is being played with boxing gloves, matching that classic Xpressway/Corpus Hermeticum dead amp sound to a series of endless non-plateaus that take all the way out while remaining focussed on the non-F/X mutated specifics of the instrument ala RST et al. Think a codeine huffing BDTD play Parson Sound and you’re close to the kind of endless, narcotic appeal of these heavily drugged strings. 

Gregor Curten & Anselm Rogmans
Planes

No Label CN-501

LP
£18.99


Amazing, out-of-nowhere limited LP of this mind-blowing 1974 German private press/higher mind masterpiece: up there with the work of LaMonte Young, Charlemagne Palestine, Bo Anders Persson and Folke Rabe, Planes is an amazing set of intense heavy-meta drone violence, Schickert/Gottsching/Fripp-styled echo guitar hypnosis and DIY holy music ala Wickham-Smith/Youngs. The first side has to be heard to be believed, with the duo using electric organ, synth, tapes and vocals to erect a monolithic metal drone that feels like a true flesh/metal organism with a deep pulse and the feel of self-generating energy which Rogman then sings along with ala The Theatre Of Eternal Music’s hymns to wave forms, w/an awkward/beatific voice that soon takes over the music, transforming the electronic mass feel to the point that it sounds like we are listening to some kind of profound early liturgical music for dosed northern tribes. It’s phenomenal, DIY minimalism hardwired for devotional excess. The flip takes its somewhere else entirely, with Curten – who looks like a member of The Shadow Ring on the back – playing electric guitar in an obsessively clipped and repetitive style while Rogmans plays electric organ, synthesizer and tapes, storming the blasted terrain of “Swastika Girls” with long blank tones and the kind of feel for maximalist brain-dazzling F/X that would marry Lake, Coxhill and Morgan-Fisher’s Slow Music, MEV’s Friday and the more zoned Ashtray Navigations sides. An incredible weirdo one-off, make your move, very highly recommended!

Sean McCann
Music For Private Ensemble

Recital #5

LP
£14.99


Album from Sean McCann on his own Recital imprint: here McCann brings together a bunch of aspects that have orbited his back catalogue but that have never been fully articulated. The first piece is especially ambitious, using strings and keyboards to birth a form of devotional modern classical music that tips the hat to the early viol music of William Lawes as much as the continental-scale compositions of a John Adams or Aaron Copland while still coming out of a modern avant/drone aesthetic. There’s a similar sense of scale and of American invention as in Tony Conrad’s Four Violins but with less dissonance and more focus on orchestration and timbre. On the flip the feel is a little more hallucinatory, with an almost Basil Kirchin/Nurse With Wound-esque use of slowed down tapes over Partch/Moondog-style orchestrals before the whole thing blooms into fractured swells of sweeping strings and a final track that features the heavenly vocals of Kayla Cohen aka Itasca. A major statement from McCann. 

Sick Llama
Surrounded By Gold And Dead

Premier Sang 009

LP
£19.99


Second ever full-length LP from Heath Moreland’s legendary Sick Llama: a series of inexplicable jams that marry almost United Dairies style sound-logic with a post-Siltbreeze/Xpressway approach to fidelity and a ton of LAFMS-style goof, coming over like Airway's Live At Lace re-scored for the roar of hotwired domestic appliances and wordless charges of vocal abuse, all of which is slowly submerged in a flux of damaged tape. Throw in some beautifully crude moan, crank and wooze that sounds somewhere between The Godz, a water-damaged tape of Velvets jam that only MacLise and Conrad bothered showing up for and the sound of radio-hobbyists with their antennas pointed straight to Venus and you got the perfect sampler of this cracked everyday electro-hobbysist. Recommended. 

Tashi Wada
Duets

Saltern SLT001

LP
£16.99


Beautiful set of psychedelic minimalism from the composer Tashi Wada, son of the legendary Yoshi Wada, on his own privately curated imprint in an edition of 425 copies: like his father Wada is obsessed by the brain scrambling properties of sustained tones and maximalist microtonal confusion and Duets is another massive entry in the modern minimalist canon. This one presents a thrilling series of string duets composed by Wada and realised by cellists Charles Curtis (a key La Monte Young interpreter) and Judith Hamann (who has worked with Oren Ambarchi, Jon Rose, Ilan Volkov and more). With tracks dated across 2006-2008, we move from intense, blurry deep-field investigations of the potential of single, slowly-fluctuating tones through the kind of power-sawing of Four Violins-era Tony Conrad, roaring universal soundings that combine the free space of East Bionic Symphonia with an ancient cultic vibe that could almost be an irradiated Third Ear Band and the massively time/space usurping kind of subliminal string theories that would creepy-crawl the here and now with all of the brain-dazzling mystery and power of a Folke Rabe. Elementally profound investigations into the disruptive vibratory potential of eternally singing strings, beautifully packaged and with liners from Curtis, this comes very highly recommended!

Various Artists
Cold Turkey Press/Klacto Present: A Cold Turkey Press Special

Cold Turkey Press 6802 944

LP
£39.99


Original copies of this very rare 1972 poetry LP featuring readings from Allen Ginsberg, Dian DiPrima, Ed Sanders, John Giorno, Carol Berge, Ray Bremser, Ted Berrigan, John Wieners and Jim Silver. Released to coincide with the "Poetry International Festival" in Rotterdam June20-24th 1972. Comes with a thick 15 page staped mimeographed booklet featuirng texts of the performances. A beautiful set, elusive and highly recommended. 

Zaimph
Imagine Yourself Here...

Yew 01

LP
£12.99


Massive album from Marcia Bassett (Double Leopards/GHQ/Hototogisu et al) aka Zaimph, the debut release for her new private press imprint Yew: Imagine Yourself Here... moves away from Bassett’s previous post-Taj Mahal Travellers-style outer-space drone and into a more rigorous, compositional zone that factors in aspects of occult geometries and psychogeography, mapping the night-time spaces of the city via two side-long pieces. The first side consists of a collage of many different recordings which came out of a period of working on a soundtrack to a film and that utilises ExiTrip, an obsolete transmitter for iPods. The feel is of a city under surveillance, paranoiac, with a nexus of ghost voices and virtual sonic environments conjured from straight out of the air. Strafing neon drones cut-through the fuzzy darkness while inchoate electronics jump-cut between time-lines. There are aspects of Peter Christopherson’s ambiguous tape work in Throbbing Gristle and Coil as well as Alan Lamb’s alchemical translations of faraway wires before the second half opens with Marcia breathing wordless angel vox over skittering electronics and various low-level percussive sounds while the crackle of pure current feeds into a high keyboard  mass and arcs of torrential fuzz, with the disembodied voices providing a psychotic, mind-loosening finale. It’s a stunning work, a complex and deeply atmospheric soundworld that has little parallel outside of perhaps the tape-work and hermetic nocturnal soundings of New Zealand’s Omit, especially Quad, the monster three CD set that Bruce Russell put out via Corpus Hermeticum. Over on the flip there’s the most profoundly alien of live one-take solo guitar pieces of Bassett’s career, arcing with all of the lunar majesty and outer space energies of Solstice/Musick To Play In The Dark-era Coil, with six strings processed until they sound like an orchestra of backwards harmoniums hymning the heavens. Imagine Yourself Here... represents a major evolution of sound for Zaimph and comes very highly recommended! 

Roman Opalka
1965/1-∞ (Spur Der Zeit)

Edition Bierammer No Cat

LP
£21.99


Stunning limited to only 160 copies LP with two-sided silkscreened cover and photographic inlay from the label that brought us the great Jean Tinguely and the Joseph Beuys & Nam June Paik LPs: Roman Opalka (1931-2011) was one of the most fascinating and monomaniacal artists of the 20th century. In 1965, in his studio in Warsaw, he began painting numbers from one to infinity. Starting in the top left-hand corner of the canvas and finishing in the bottom right-hand corner, the tiny numbers were painted in horizontal rows. Each new canvas, which the artist called a 'detail', took up counting where the last left off. In 1968 Opałka introduced a tape recorder to the process, speaking each number into the microphone as he painted it, and also began taking passport-style photographs of himself standing before the canvas after each day's work. This LP is a quite unusual and special recording for Roman Opalka. Unlike the two other LP editions - Edition Block 1977 and Ottenhausen Verlag 1980 - this is not a straight document of his working /counting process but a multi-layered collage of his voice. The effect is startling, dense collages of endless numbers spoken in a resigned, beaten-down style, as if the (w)hole of infinity weighed on his shoulders, with the counting and the painting blurring to a one-ness, a summing up and a counting down of the life of an artist, accompanied by a series of photographic portraits that seem him morph, almost seamlessly, from a young to an old man standing in front of his canvases. Hard to convey just how oddly affecting and moving, even, this work is, combining an austere NWW/sound poetry aspect with a feel of very personal and intense ritual and an attempt to mark the passing of something that was impossible to hold on to. Beautifully presented and very highly recommended! 

Flaming Dragons Of Middle Earth
All Roads Lead To Dome

Mabel Flav Records No Cat

LP
£14.99


Edition of 300 copies private press LP from this phenomenal free rock/destructo blues/space freak outfit led by wheelchair-bound shaman Danny Cruz: playing with the kind of collection of drop-outs, kids with Down Syndrome, metallers, goofballs and teen freaks that would make The Familiar Ugly blush, FDOME are not a ha ha band, Cruz says, and their sound ranges from Godz/Trux-style basement ‘billy drug jams w/rude lyrics and hypnotic brass assaults through proto-Beefheart/Broughton huffing biker trash w/Roky Erickson circa I Think Of Demons on vocals. I think at one point he is singing about making love to Donkey Kong, motherfuckers, and the music is just as spontaneously unlikely. Think Trout Mask Replica truly disconnected from Beefheart’s “big mamma heartbeat” and with a mainline to free jazz that has as much to do with The Shaggs as it does New York Ear & Eye Control and Harry Smith’s Anthology. Genuinely out, beyond any notion of real people, spontaneous basement rock at the apex of feral. Too much and very highly recommended! Love this band. 

Nath Family
Sounds Of The Indian Snake Charmer Vol. 2

Hanson HN-134

LP
£18.99


ONE OF VOLCANIC TONGUE'S RECORDS OF THE YEAR 2013!

Recorded by Wolf Eyes' Aaron Dilloway while travelling in Nepal, this beautiful release documents a second volume of raw snake charming ritual recorded in an alley in Kathmandu: twin streams of reeds and strings work heavenly drone/melodies into arcs of hypnotic ecstasy, sounding somewhere between traditional folk ritual, Bollywood soap, pure white light flight and the Albert Ayler Orchestra plays the national anthems of fourth world opiate squats. The incredible hand percussion sounds exactly like lysergic toads being force fed the alphabet letter by letter via huge ping-pong balls fired straight through a flex of aluminium pipe. This makes for a beautiful trip, generating the kind of harmonic ghosts that make you feel as if you're listening to the sound of your own DNA being slowly uncoiled. Features full band brain-blowers in the style of the first instalment alongside some synapse-schlurping duo hypnosis from the two Nath brothers. Edition of 600 copies in silkscreened jackets. Highly recommended!

Ron Warren Ganderton & Sound Ceremony
Guitar Star

One Kind Favour OKF-4

LP
£14.99


Unlikely vinyl reissue of this amazing Wildman/outsider garage psych/punk side, the first of a string of albums cut by Ron Warren Ganderton while resident in the UK between the early-70s and early-80s. 1978’s Guitar Star might even surpass the better known self-titled LP as the apex of his cracked, personal vision with his endless, hysterically free-associating lyrics providing a running commentary on the jams, conjuring visions of himself as the ultimate in excessive rock gods, ranting about rock n roll freedom and visions of blood-pumping/fist-pummelling power chord excess. Rodd Keith and Kenneth Higney may be the closest parallel in terms of the kinda bandstand-quaking energy and belief Ganderton brings to the table but the music ain’t no slouch either, with a post-punk sound that touches on England’s Glory/The Only Ones in the way that they combined classic rock/roll moves with a nod to The Velvets. Throw in some Mike Rep/Tommy Jay style rock goofs and aspects of the amazing Smegma/Wild Man Fischer side and you have all the ingredients for one of the truly legendary/what the fuck off the radar rock/roll as personal deliverance sides of this or any age. A wild, wild boy. Edition of 500 copies, notes from Jeremy Cargill (Ugly Things et l), highly recommended.

Seesselberg
Synthetik 1

No Label S-1

LP
£16.99


Another unlikely limited LP reissue of a masterpiece of German electronic experimentation: Eckart and Wolf-J Seesselberg recorded this amazing private press LP between the years of 1971 and 73 in Hamburg and Dusseldorf, experimenting with radical modular synth set-ups ala Silver Apples, Conrad Schnitzler, Jurgen Karg et al. Mostly performing at art galleries and art spaces, Wolf was inspired by the composer Karl-Birger Blomdahl and his electronic tone generator while Eckart spent ten years building his own synthesizer from scratch. Luckily the duo recorded most of their performances and this 1973 private press LP gathered the best of the recordings, with radical, a-formal massively austere tone workings that would marry MEV circa Leave The City, the kind of occult electronic workings of the Kenneth Anger soundtracks and the deep space soundings of  the loneliest electro satellites. Some tracks sound as if they are tracking solar shortwaves, with the kind of high phantom tones of spinning satellites hallucinated via pulsing waves of almost Hawkwind-scale space ritual over the kind of radical rhythmic drone punk of the whole Cluster/Harmonia axis. But really this is a much darker and more abstract affair, with wonky funereal melodies and lonely bloops over primitive handmade rhythm machines and with the kind of austere, 20th century classical ‘feel’ that would launch Nurse With Wound. Truly, a massively dark and totally out side of early hands-on modular synth drone beamed straight from the dark heart of the new German music. Fans of CCCC, Michel Waisvisz’ Crackle, AMM/MEV, United Dairies even late period Shadow Ring need to plug the fuck in. A masterpiece, very highly recommended!

Sir Richard Bishop
VDSQ Solo Acoustic Volume Eight

Vin Du Select Qualitite #8

LP
£16.99


Latest limited edition instalment in VDSQ’s world-beating series of Solo Acoustic albums, this time from Sir Richard Bishop of Sun City Girls/Rangda et al: this is a stunning set of guitar pyrotechnics from Bishop that confuses American volk forms with fourth world melodies and moments of singing string drone that would re-think the Guitar Soli style of peak Fahey as a conduit through which to channel spiritual esotera and extended non-Western modal strategies. The set unfolds with a logic that is at once circuitous and perfectly nuanced, with each track pushing further and deeper into tight note clusters and endlessly obsessive vectors of string-think. Still one of the unparalleled masters of the guitar soli idiom, at the very apex of his powers. Very highly recommended. 

Small Cruel Party
Unroof The House Of The Fishes

Harbinger Sound Harbinger-114

LP
£13.99


Reissue of an amazing cassette, on vinyl for the first time, from one of the most enigmatic of American underground group’s Seattle’s Small Cruel Party: Key Ransone was the brains behind SCP who released a slew of multi-format releases between the years 1989 and 2002. The sonics were always somehow occluded, minimal sound environments that touched on small sounds, a piano, a repeating single note melody, the scutter of low-level improvised activity, almost voices... cohering to make something that was both compulsively listenable and bewitchingly weird. Every track feels like a puzzle, or another cryptic angle on an impossible scene.
Unroof The House Of The Fishes was originally released in 1993 on the Japanese G.R.O.S.S. label run by Akifumi Nakajima aka Aube and it still sounds completely unparalled. It’s a striking recording, with aspects of Andrew Chalk’s early noise and field recordings work circa Ferial Confine as well as hands-on DIY noise ala The New Blockaders. But there’s also a rigorous, eerie compositional feel to the unfolding of the piece, with inchoate shapes and odd, grating sonorities inserted into the two side long tracks in a way that is quite uncomfortable, undermining the piece’s sense of space and somehow constantly forcing you to re-think or re-process your perspective.
Indeed, imagine an extended Dreamweapon ritual featuring Genesis P-Orridge on tortured/no notes violin or the Holy Mountain soundtrack as recorded on a cassette recorder during an electrical storm and you’re close to the abstruse elemental/ritual appeal of this side. A bedroom/noise take on Takeshisa Kosugi’s Catch Wave? Either way there’s something transcendentally odd and strangely moving about this piece, blurring the line between classic noise, timbrally aggressive improvisation, laminal tape work and homemade minimalist ritual. Still one of the most intriguing units on the planet, this one pushes alla the VT buttons, almost at once, and makes for a hell of a long strange trip. Limited and very highly recommended!

Anton Heyboer
Rules Of The Universe

Kye #25

2xLP
£23.99


ONE OF VOLCANIC TONGUE'S RECORDS OF THE YEAR 2013!

Amazing double LP that fully documents the span of Dutch visual artist Anton Heyboer’s audio works for the first time: Heyboer’s reputation as a visionary visual primitivist, print maker, holy fool and life-long bohemian is secure but his challenging soundworks remain a fringe part of his oeuvre, thanks in no small part to EMI’s trashing of their run of his sole 1976 LP She And She As One. Still, the Heyboer Foundation released a trickle of CDs and CD-Rs throughout the 1990s culminating in this, a beautifully presented and fully authorised double LP set compiled by Graham Lambkin (The Shadow Ring et al) that bundles the cream of the CDs with previously unreleased material. This is raw, personal, extremely intimate song and sound art, with an atmosphere that is directly comparable to Jandek’s singular Put My Dream On This Planet recording, with a similar automatic/dark personal reverie feel as Heyboer sings to himself about life and death and vision direct to tape while accompanying himself on radically non-tuned guitar, lonesome harmonica and harmonium. Imagine an art brut recording of an outdoor Hermann Nitsch/Jandek live jam with nothing but the sound of the wind in their ears and the occasional stray dog for accompaniment, channelling the level of cosmic heartbreak that would marry Gavin Bryars’ Jesus Blood Never Failed Me Yet with a wild Jack Smith-signs-Bob Desper appeal. Amazing crude minimal guitar dunt, post-Abe/Dylan harmonica vistas, heavenly chord organ blues, this is just an amazing, super-personal document of the sound of a human being speaking in tongues in the face of the goddamn void. Simply stunning, comes with a full-colour poster, highest possible recommendation!

Ark
Voyages

Guerssen Records Guess-107

LP
£22.99


Long-time coming reissue of this massively heavy Christian psych legend recorded in 1978 and originally pressed in an edition of only 100 copies: legendary private press/real people psych dealer and Endless Boogie frontman Paul Major lists this as one of his all-time Top Five releases and it fully delivers on the hype with heady organ-driven eschatological hymns that combine the exuberant dooms of D.R. Hooker with the almost obligatory nod to Doors-style psychodrama and greasy biker duds that are a little more, uh, cocaine than gasoline, it is the late 70s after all, giving the whole Xian genre a touch of glitterball that reflects on the wastoid loungeland genius of Jade Stone & Luv as much as raw basement classics like Frolk Haven et al. Great endless/wayward fuzz jams that get all the way out coupled with goofy/inspired ‘F/X’ like wind across deserts and air raid sirens that give the whole deal the kinda epic/creepy Biblical aspect of Father Yod & Ya Ho Wha at their most thunderous. Beautifully presented with all-new liners and a ton of previously unknown info from ‘Lama’ himself, Mr Patrick Lundborg. Highly recommended!

Charlie Draheim
Legal Crotch Ambient

Chocolate Monk Choc-208

CD-R
£3.99


“DRAHIEM: MONSTER OF THE MIDWEST:Things ive seen Charlie do live: +Play in a dress and record 90 sec loops over and over of vomiting due to a weekend diet of pretzel sticks dipped in premium gasoline (when it was stupid expensive, like you know, three years ago)  +Take on a whole fleet of Michigan Militia dudes at a small bar in Gaylord Michigan for thinking his Manifesto was some Pro-government tome  +Give blood only to have it returned a month later due to "pure red-cell inactivity"  +Throw a half full bottle of After the Hunt High Life at a cop only to realize he owed said cop a master tape going on three years now.  So here is a Chocolate Monk Drahiem experience? As i write this in a dreary Albany Comfort Inn at dusk and hear these horrible sounds = I dont wanna move or open the blinds (mainly cause me & the princess are comatose from parent paid el-massive late lunch at the Cheesecake Factory) cause the soundtrick from this CD makes me think if i open the door to room 216 upper floor we will be launched into a world full of terrible static insects buzzing around scraping wings on salt-dried frozen concrete waiting to lure every ear into a pool of electro-muge. No way hose'. We gotta pool date with Tovah 's sister and her husband to be in an hour and no way if some CD sound is funna gonna stop that swim double date. So until that time comes, we are locked in room 216, waiting. But its like Charlie D is here with us, the determined master fried-mind of electronic frustration, putting his camo boots on to the march of slimes on his own time. He is to Michigan what Clifford Brown was to Max Roach = i guess!  This here CD by CD on CM willR.ock R.ipp and R.oll Y.r W.orld, Who else can be labelmates with the almighty Piss in My Face With Surgery? Slam this silver-recorded-silver bottom recordable cd into yr monster truck, roll over to Corner Brewery, Dour and Drahiem will be there sitting in the corner, most likely in silence, but a MASSIVE WEIRDO SOUND ABSTRACTION  party awaits, soon.” - John Olson

Good Area
Pronunciation

Hanson HN-266

Cassette
£8.99


More amazing noise/improvisation/tape work/domestic ritual from this great basement USA duo: a feel for a little more actual ‘playing’ on this set than on previous outings from Good Area, Pronunciation, at points, almost resembles Derek Bailey’s 1971 Solo Guitar side on Incus, especially the second side, where Bailey attempted to play/eviscerate ‘compositions’ by Misha Mengelberg, Gavin Bryars and Willem Breuker. The guitar rocks full-on feedback while the trumpet almost sounds like Donald Ayler for Chocolate Monk and all the while there are fleets of crude drum machines working pugilistic time and cut-up samples that somehow generate their own complex, overlapping times and structures. Similar in feel to their earlier Dilettante Cassette – if you were lucky enough to score that – with two long tracks of logic defying bedroom blurt ala Shadow Ring/Decayes/Aube et al. Very highly recommended!

Hamish Kilgour
All Of It And Nothing

Ba Da Bing Records BING-102

LP
£15.99


Hard to believe that the world has never been graced with a solo album by Hamish Kilgour of New Zealand underground legends The Clean/The Mad Scene before but here it is: All Of It And Nothing is a very intimate, hushed acid-folk masterpiece, almost in the lineage of a Joshua Burkett, with a series of sparse, low-key songs and settings that combine washes of technicolour motorik ala early Clean with the kind of internally implosive gravity of a Skip Spence’s Oar. Indeed, there’s an uncanny 60s west coast comedown feel, almost as if it’s a solo bedroom studio take on The Notorious Byrd Brothers as re-interpreted by a Bob Desper or even a Bill Comeau. Less ‘pop’ and more dark and delicate than David Kilgour’s classic Here Come The Cars, this is one of the most enigmatic and unexpected pitches into the void ever to come out of the Clean mothership. Recommended. 

Richard Youngs
Inceptor

Volcanic Tongue VT010

LP
£14.99


A while back we asked Richard Youngs to record an album especially for Volcanic Tongue, bearing in mind VT’s nebulous but still somehow specific musical aesthetic. We didn’t hear anything for a while, until one day Richard turned up at VT HQ with a CD-R in his hand. I’ve recorded the perfect VT album, he said. We took it home and it damn near took our head off. He was right: Inceptor is the perfect Youngs album for VT. Imagine Richard’s feel for soaring Celtic melodies and spontaneous composition married to PSF-style guitar excess and you’re close to Inceptor’s brain-razzing appeal. Indeed, if Youngs hadda cut an album for PSF Inceptor would undoubtedly be it. Scored for vocals and overdriven electric guitar, Youngs tears raging, iconoclastic solos from the guitar, peaking in glorious folk melodies and clouds of thick overtone that at points sounds like a fleet of Aylerised berserkers playing bagpipes. He sings over the top in a style that reconciles the wordless chants of “Goat”-era Youngs/Wickham-Smith with the electric Albion stylings of his Jagjaguwar recordings. Possibly the wildest and most euphorically beautiful album of Richard’s career, Inceptor is a dazzling slab of peaking psychedelic rock and soaring folk-simple melodies. The LP comes in an edition of only 300 copies, with stunning individually silkscreened sleeves from Alan Sherry of Siwa and packaged in high quality Japanese plastic sleeves. Pretty much your dream Richard Youngs release. Highest possible recommendation!

Steve Gunn & Mike Cooper
Cantos de Lisboa

RVNG #11

LP
£19.99


Latest in RVNG’s inspired series of one-off hook-ups is a drooling six string treat that sees legendary improviser and radical primitivist Mike Cooper recording in Lisbon, Portugal with Steve Gunn of GHQ/Central Living/Magik Markers/Desert Heat et al.
Guitarist and free-improviser Mike Cooper has been following his own star since the mid-1960s when he first began his gradual migration from folk blues formalism to free folk gush. Well before anyone had joined the dots and articulated a model that reconnected folk’s ass with the instant satori of improvisatory elbow Cooper had a pair of sandals planted in both the post-folk/blues camp inhabited by Davy Graham and the Incredible String Band and the LMC axis of Steve Beresford, Keith Rowe and Eddie Prevost. Recent years have seen him hook-up with NNCK for a haul around the US while releasing a bunch of CD-Rs that combine American primitive modes with hallucinatory exotica, whorls of doctored wow and some inspired improvising. Here he plays in a parched, modal/blues style that combines liminal tonal spectra with an almost Loren Connors ‘feel’ for tone poetry and an approach to improvised satori that feels closer to instant composition. Gunn is pretty much at the peak of his powers at the moment and his cascading raga/psych style here is in full effect, embracing Cooper’s weirdo fourth world/exotica/flamenco nods with slow sheets of almost Coltrane-style notes and sad chord laments that touch on the emotional gravity of Fado. Love this, recommended. Comes with a download. 

The Terminals
Singles And Sundries

Ba Da Bing Records BING104

LP
£16.99


Stunning collection of alla the various key singles from this central New Zealand underground group avant rock/folk/garage group and Xpressway recording artists with connections to seminal outfits like Victor Dimisich Band, Pin Group, Renderers et al: The Terminals featured both Brian Crook and Peter Stapleton and they mainlined classic post-Velvets motorik rock with song styles that drew on aspects of early-Pere Ubu, Syd-era Floyd and Joy Divison, all rendered with that patented basement-on-the-edge-of-the-world feel of alla the best NZ trash. The Terminals gave birth to so many amazing groups in their wake, Flies Inside The Sun, The Renderers, Rain, and they were one of the first garage rock groups to fully internalize free music modes while still working with songs and exploded rock structures. Locating their aesthetic somewhere downwind of the early Pere Ubu/Rocket From The Tombs and Homestead-era Dredd Foole & The Din, this necessary collection tracks the group’s evolution across the 1990s and includes mp3 download code. Very highly recommended!

A Handful Of Dust
Topology Of A Phantom City

Ba Da Bing Records Bing-1000

Cassette
£8.99


Hand-numbered edition of 300 copies exact replica reissue of one of the signal moments in the Bruce Russell(The Dead C et al)/Alastair Galbraith back catalogue and one of the hands-down greatest NZ free/noise documents of the post-Xpressway age: originally released as a cassette on Russell’s private Corpus Hermeticum imprint in 1997, Topology Of A Phantom City sees A Handful Of Dust swollen to full-blown trio format, with Russell on electric guitar, Galbraith on violin and guitar and Peter Stapleton (Pin Group/Dadamah/Eye/Flies Inside The Sun et al) on percussion, synth and shortwave radio. The shortwave gives the music a distant, alien quality and Russell’s guitar is particularly insane here, playing epileptic machine gun staccato dirges and sudden dooms of detuned bass violence that serve to locate the music somewhere downwind of Donald Miller, Derek Bailey and Bill Orcutt while sounding quite unlike any of them. Indeed, Topology... is one of the prime arguments for just how specific and radically disconnected the NZ underground’s approach to free music was, coming out of garage pop and annexing a no-technique DIY zone of pure electric satori that saw the guitar finally embracing the kinda amplified chaos that rock music had always promised or more properly teased at. Indeed, the kinda heavy metal, non progressive string pile-up that takes place here is nothing short of jaw-dropping, auraless in its unalloyed brutality while somehow generating the kinda group language that makes for true ‘mindless’ interaction. This is the sound of three hyper-advanced non-technical musicians playing in an omni-directional eruptive style that is more truly ‘post-Ascension’ than virtually anyone with a reed in their mouth. The Last Year At Marienbad artwork only adds to the feeling of strange, previously uninhabited geometries. Another contender for cassette reissue of the year, simply phenomenal, comes with a download, highest possible recommendation!

A.M.
Dragonfly

Trensmat Records TR-041

LP
£10.99


Massive limited new solo album from big VT fave, New Zealand’s Anthony Milton aka AM: Dragonfly is an epic of fuzz-worshipping/groove mutating monolithic psych rock. The opening “Fake Union Of Uplifted Charlatans” is a mind-blower, with a fucked-up dub bass and handclap percussion over twin six-string all-soloing  fuzz guitars, coming over like a tone scientist take on The Savage Resurrection or a rubberised-Rallizes re-mixed by Matthew Bower. The electro-threat continues across the first side, with pulsing circuitry over spurts of pure wah-wah ecstasy. The set culminates with “True Believers (Live)” that takes the whole Dead C dead amplifier worship run out groove style to new levels of flat-lined guitar/rhythm box violence. Another massive side from Anthony, pressed on blue vinyl, highly recommended!

Acid Mothers Temple & The Melting Paraiso UFO
Grateful Head/Whopping Wild Freaks

Wabana ORE-35

7"
£6.99


2001 tour blat on blue vinyl from the original world-beating line-up of Acid Mothers Temple & The Melting Paraiso UFO, w/Yoshida on drums, Cotton Casino et al. Still sounds fantastic. 

Alicia Bay Laurel
Music From "Living On The Earth"

Em Records EM-1047

CD
£10.99


Japan's Em Records presents 2000 recordings of hippie folk psych songs written by Alicia Bay Laurel, the author of the classic back-to-the-earth manual "Living On The Earth". Laurel was a one-time student of John Fahey and her playing here inhabits the kinda parallel candyfloss world so beautifully documented by the recent Ladies Of The Canyon set with great, goofy hippy themes, a naive UK-inflected take on loner folk and shot of real-people verité - "I'm a city girl just learning to listen to plants." Another swell time capsule from the always-intriguing Em records.

Anla Courtis & Dylan Nyoukis
Fight The Pyramids

Chocolate Monk Choc-155

CD-R
£3.99


One track each from Courtis of Reynols and Nyoukis of Blood Stereo/Decaer Pinga et al coupled with a live duo bomb hitting the red in Brighton, July 16th 2006. Courtis track is all slowed-down barbiturate piano/guitar sonority clank while Nyoukis presents "Spiritual Mould", a minimal piece for single suspended tones that sounds like a symphony for telephone exchange tones and melting circuit boards. Live set is more Neanderthal piano/chains/vox improv clank.

Avarus
Luonnon Ilmioita

Boing Being BONG-17

7" EP
£5.99


2002 EP (plays at 33) of hulking cult-jam lumber from the heaviest of the free Finnish tribes led by Mr Arttu Partinen. Aspects of Smegma, International Harvester and Amon Duul combine in toytown folk paeans to the pleasure of total sensual overload. OOP. 

Bobb Trimble
Iron Curtain Innocence

Secretly Canadian SC-162

CD
£8.99


One of the most bewitching and genuinely outside broadcast in modern private press history, the twin set of LPs cut by New England resident Bobb Trimble in the early 80s remain unclassifiable in terms of virtually anything else going on in or outside of the decade in which they were cut. Both LPs are fairly late entries in the annals of post-utopic rock-informed vision (Trimble was a fan of Bowie, The Beatles and Queen fer chrissakes) and as such there are some period flourishes that might put off the most clichéd of primitivists: Trimble was a visionary and arranger on a scale with Skip Spence, Brian Wilson and Blonde On Blonde-era Dylan. As such this record is a flashier real-people blat than, say, Kenneth Higney, yet it retains that whole sense of quest and the feel of one lonesome voice up against the wall and in love with possibility. Right from the cover shot, 1980's Iron Curtain innocence comes across like a more militant and baroque Modern Lovers, with a tough-vulnerability that manifests itself in a suburban garage insurrectionist vibe while penning songs that conflate personal and Biblical notions of apocalypse with deep, complex arrangements, a very feminine falsetto and some classy basement psych moves ala classic nobodies like St.Mikael. One of Heather Leigh Murray's all-time favourite private press bombs, the CD edition comes with liners by Eric Weddle of Family Vineyard. Highly recommended.

Borbetomagus
Snuff Jazz

Agaric 1988

LP
£26.99


Original copies of this signature side from the apocalyptic Industrial-strength jazz trio of saxophonists Jim Sauter and Don Dietrich and guitarist Donald Miller, originally released in 1988. The eloquent title perfectly sums up the brutal nature of the sonics, with incredible post-Ayler destructo saxophone fed through jaws of electricity.

Cul de Sac
The Portland Cement Factory At Monolith, California

Earworm WORM-39

7"
£5.99


Classic live rip through one of Cul De Sac’s classic readings of John Fahey’s immortal “Portland Cement Factory” recorded live in a dazzling radio session from this always-amazing group, with “Hagstrom” on the flip. Glenn Jones sounds particularly fierce on this one. Edition of 1000 copies, OOP. 

Devin, Gary & Ross
Honeycomb Of Chakras

Feeding Tube Records FTR-134

2xLP
£18.99


Beautiful three-way psych pop summit from cartoonist/musicians Devin Flynn, Gary Panter and Ross Goldstein: kinda great basement stumble pop that chews up a whoe buncha acid folk hunch, inclduing inspiured rips through material by The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Family and Judy Henske and Jerry Yester. A beautiful companion to their LP on Pete Nolan's Arbitrary Signs w/dazzling cover art. 

Docteur Lamort
Brain Drain Vol. 1

Standard In-Fi Std In-Fi-07

LP
£23.99


Edition of only 100 copies LP with spray-painted and silkscreened sleeves that gathers a bunch of stray recordings from this shadowy Japan-based kosmische cosmonaut: Docteur Lamort plays day-glo Industrial keyboard monoliths that cross Magical Power Mako, early James Ferraro, CCCC and Conrad Schnitzler. Using sudden spurts of sped up tape, fuzz, percussive tectonics and wonked melodies, the Docteur brings the UFO to land with bonging electro percussion and fuzz-warped oracular vocal entreaties while re-cycling loops of 80s pop debris and advertising jingles as dark tunnels to the past and future with alla the sonic sleight of hand of a Chuck Persons while the levels of pugilistic electronics and choral power drones matches Consumer Electronics if they had a thing for Silence-era ‘weight’. Totally singular, a massively psychedelic side, very limited supply, highly recommended. 

Family Underground
Nightflight To Venuses

U-Sound Vol 15

CD-R
£6.99


Great set of austere fug-trumping slow-mo assault from this European electronics/guitar/vocals heavy drone unit. Recorded in 2003 this is a great example of their early claustrophobic wormhole style. Comes in the usual U-Sound wraparound sleeve package. Recommended.

Flying Saucer Attack
Beach Red Lullaby

Planet PUNK-008

7"
£5.99


Killer 1995 side of rural psych and blasted drone-folk from this legendary UK underground group. On the original Planet imprint. 

Graveyards
Formless Music From A Coming Age

American Tapes AM-670

one-sided LP
£14.99


"New platter from the Grave Crew. Strange period this one....... Further duo recordings at the Hell Hall studio private style, but with BHell playing barely nearly no drums but jamming soprano sax, tapes, bass, and metal. Weird recordings unique to the Grave Cannon. Fully intended to be played at any speed. Title taken from the recent downer Cormac McCarthy book "The Road"- gripped from a sequence in the post apocalyptic destroyed hell-world pages where a father makes his son a wooden flute & the kid squeezes out a couple sounds and then pitches it into an ash/snow mound on a long, empty road/of which the father thinks to himself "doesn't matter anyway, its just formless music from a coming age that will never happen." Whoa man-intense! Black Vinyl, edition of 100 on the nose with paste on covers." - John Olson. Highly recommended.

Graveyards
Relocated Cooling Towers

American Tapes AM-860

one-sided LP
£14.99


Massively extended long form string/drone/Industrial jams from Midwest free jazz outfit Graveyards that push beyond the whole screwed spectral/orchestral arc of their recent work into new zones of lonesome tone : “What is up with the mail these days? Sometimes you get the weirdest things. Are "Dog Missing" flyers illegal now? Seems like it, cause just the other Tuesday I lurched out to check the daily box to see if my new copies of DIRGE or EVIL MINDED shown up yet, and there was this lone LP resting there. Had a post it note stuck to it that read:
"PLEASE HELP: OUR CREATURE THING HAS VANISHED. WE SUSPECT THE WORST. WE CANNOT GIVE DETAILS ON THE THINGS/ANIMAL OR HAVE ANY PICTURES< BUT WE DO HAVE RECORDINGS OF IT IN "ACTION". PLEASE LISTEN TO THIS RECORD (at any speed) AND CALL 237 - 4568 IF YOU HAVE ANY INFORMATION ON OUR MISSING CREATURE. AND RETURN MY STAMPS- THANKS- YR NEIGHBORHOOD LOOSE ANIMAL CULTURE CENTER"
Shaking my head, thinking how I just got a killer local platter to add to the animal sounds/droll Yankee/ chooltch industry recordings sections and put the record on.
Well, it seems like they are never gonna find this thing cause it SOUNDS like a super shy version of that horrible creature in the twilight zone flick that tries to scare the passengers and eat the plane. But this "Thing" hangs out in empty hangers and lightly scrapes its torn and rotten fingernails across HUGE rusty industrial size fans at 3am in a creaking wet unlit corner. Who would want this in their house? Sounds from this animal are rare, seems like this LP has like three light rustlings and the THING is gonzo, moved on...just like a ghost trace of it... good luck to them.
After jamming the "MISSING CREATURE" lp on every speed my numark can handle, I IM chatted fellow animal sound lp vet DILLOWAY and told him about the new local style missing thing section, and he said energetically:
"Dude, you should quick like go around the neighborhood and grip all those lps and put em out, don’t get busted say it's...I dunno... GRAVEYARDS or something... "
FUCK!!! Killer idea. So here it is - all the LPs from District 176 Howard St./Frandor with NO INFO and a crude handmade painted sleeve like from the hairy mitts of the said MISSING ANIMAL itself. If you find this THING.... shit, record it and do a FOLLOW UP. And leave it in yr NEIGHBORS mailbox. UUUGGHHHHHHHH. Title taken from a super tuff blueprint question from my Blueprint Reading 112 class last fall. Edition of 100. Inzane handpainted recycled covers, each one uber-unique. MISSING!!! THING!!! RECORDED!!!” – John Olson. Recommended.

Greg Malcolm
Swimming In It

KRAAK KED-01

LP
£12.99


Greg Malcolm is a New Zealand based guitarist who released a great CD on Bruce Russell’s Corpus Hermeticum imprint a while back. His thought revolves around extended manipulations of adapted guitars that afford him an almost orchestral range, bulky contraptions with strings on the wrong side of the bridge and modified lap steels that he plays with his foot. Swimming In It documents a series of live-in-the-moment compositions that cross the slow-padding euphoria of The Velvet Underground with the ecstasy sound of prime Popol Vuh and the intricate microtonal detail of steel strings investigated at length. Imagine “All Tomorrow’s Parties” and “Lonely Woman” slowly pulled apart by John Fahey and you’re already on your way. Highly recommended!

Guerilla Toss
Jeffrey Johnson

Feeding Tube Records FTR-092

LP
£10.99


“Debut LP session by a young Boston-based quintet who hit with all the Dionysian power of a young Harry Pussy, squared and electronified. Kassie Carlson’s vocals have all the upper register urgency once manifested by the great Adris Hoyos, and her bandmates manage to create large stugs of post-punk-angularity, overlaid with truly dithersome electronics. The result is one of the first transcendent post-no-wave records of our era. Live, Guerilla Toss create an amazing and beautiful disruption of all known truth-fields. They function at a level of pure discordian creation so pure it is guaranteed to melt all but the stoniest witnesses to its blazing infirmity. But the album, Jeffery Johnson (named after the most elusive member of Jack Black’s legendary Johnson Family, as well as the author of of the record’s cover art), manages to work beautifully as a collection of songs, rusty and scrappy, but songs nonetheless. Guitars weevle off into the atmosphere, key chords emerge like one of Adele Bertei’s lost tampons, drums cuss sullenly…it’s an amazing mess of sound-bed for our heroine to caper upon. Get yours now or pine for it later. Your choice.” – Byron Coley. OOP. 

Hospice Janitor Hours
Taxidermy Videos And Modern Step Stools

Chocolate Monk Choc-204

CD-R
£3.99


“Noise cutups by nameless & mute Scumbag Tapes guy, who year after year turns up people, references & objects that no one's ever heard of and then leaves them around the postal system like wreckage. I picture a mincing little oily-haired troll whose fingernails are way too long. He scuttles & picks over the wetlands of Minneapolis. Old tin cans are turned over to reveal forgotten tv & movie samples, which he speeds up, slows down & embalms with bedroom electronics & guitar skritch. Fractured farts, chickens getting strangled, his own pussface and ingrown toes. Guy doesn't make any typical moves, which is great, but the down side is that this will give you his pimples if you touch it.” - Angela Sawyer, Weirdo Records

Hurricanes Of Love
Quintorian Blues

Feeding Tube Records FTR-139

2xLP
£12.99


Blasted/fully dosed rambling acid folk/real people sprawl from a Mr Frank Hurricane who tears up sense and confusion with ala the slow-stoned appeal of your favourite Holy Modal Rounder. Long, epic acoustic guitar/vocal navigations with a loose psychedelic storyteller vibe. Full colour insert. 

Idea Fire Company
Rags To Riches

Pineapple Tapes 005

DVD-R
£6.99


Special DVD from the quartet of Scott Faust, Karla Borecky, Jessi Leigh Swenson (Duck/Believers et al) and Meara O'Reilly (Feathers) to coincide with IFCO's recent European dates. Footage from two live dates, with the group line-up behind their equipment like a better looking Kraftwerk. Includes blistering versions of tracks from the recent Stranded album and a bonus preview of Foust's magnum opus, his long-time coming full-length film, Here's To Love.

Idea Fire Company
Vital: Live In Europe

Swill Radio Swill-025

CD
£6.99


CD from Scott Foust's always-interrogating IFCO ensemble bundles a bunch of synth/radio/tape works recorded live in Europe during their recent tour, where the duo of Foust and Borecky were joined by Frans de Waard. The set runs from clunky, oddly-mechanised instrumental mantras through warping tunnels of time/space shriftyness.

Islaja
Keraaminen Paa

Fonal FR-72

CD
£8.99


Album from Merja aka Islaja with a classic bats Euro-chanteuse sleeve ala Brigitte Fontaine and more of an experimental electro-pop feel that internalises her recent experiments with Blevin Blechdom and Samara Lubelski. “Islaja has left the forests and moss-covered paths behind. Through an underground tunnel, she wandered off towards the city and found you again. She came in through the door as you were taking out the rubbish. Or through the window you opened on a summer’s night. Do you feel as though you’re not alone, even if there’s no one else in the house? Look around you and you’ll see – Islaja, petrified into a ceramic head on your window sill, on your television set.” – Fonal.

Jason Lescalleet
This Is What I Do Volume 1

Glistening Examples Glex 1101

CD
£8.99


Major self-released collection of stray compilation tracks and unreleased material from one of the singular North American tape/electronic thinkers, Mr Jason Lescalleet. Hard to believe that this collection wasn’t conceived as a single work as it plays out beautifully, running from the kind of solitary tape drone that defined early Mirror through fucked-up radio interference and perforated silence to painfully high hallucinatory tone works that seem to consist of precisely nothing. Indeed, it’s hard to think of anyone else who can render the sound of nada with such physicality and make even the most barren sonic palette seem oddly expressive. This Is What I Do is a trip to the furthest extremes of sound and the kind of immersive sonic experience that is truly brain-bombing w/a set of headphones and that takes over whatever space it plays out in. Looks to be a great series but it’ll take a lot to top this one. Recommended!

Jmstwghrpr
Intuitive American Esoteric Volume 1

Audiobot No Cat

LP
£12.99


Wild solo splat of outsider electronics and vocal manipulation from puke guzzling wildman Twig Harper, one half of primitive American actionists Nautical Almanac. A-side is pure sonic threat in the popular electronics mode of LAFMS/Wolf Eyes/Blood Stereo while the b-side works some heavy steel into a soup of post-Metal Machine Music locked groove. Beautifully packaged in thick, screened jackets in a run of only 555 copies and pressed on 180g virgin vinyl. Side two cut and mastered using a tincan presto lathe by Twig himself. A singular document for fans of esotera like Peter Catham’s A Man’s Mouth, 24 Hours Of Throbbing Gristle, Chocolate Monk tapes, early RRR et al….OOP. 

Joe McPhee & Michael Zerang
Creole Gardens (A New Orleans Suite)

NoBusiness Records NBCD-32

CD
£12.99


Stellar live recording from one of the greatest living free jazz saxophonists, Joe McPhee, and percussionist Michael Zerang. The range of McPhee’s thought at this point is fairly staggering, exposing himself to playing situations that range from the Chicago underground through Chris Corsano, Peter Brotzmann’s big band and LAFMS fugitives Smegma. But then McPhee has always been a radical thinker, incorporating tapes and electronics early on as part of his Survival Unit. Indeed, I would say that he has never sounded better, bucking the trend for fire musicians to tame the flames as they age and pushing himself headlong into new situations that keep his thinking and playing sharp. Which brings us to this gorgeous new LP from a label that has established itself as one of the premier free jazz imprints, Lithuania’s NoBusiness Records. Recorded live in New Orleans, with titles and themes that reference the city, McPhee’s playing here is so lucid, so beautifully ‘out’, that at points it feels like a compendium of alla the aspects of the saxophonist’s personality that have illuminated his back catalogue reduced to the space of a single set. Zerang gives him plenty of room to spread out, whether playing spare rhythmic tattoos beneath his beautiful pocket trumpet work or chasing the trails of his obsessively raging saxophone. It’s a fucking doozer, is what I’m trying to say. Highly recommended.

John Hughes/Alberto Braida
Mobile

Brokenresearch No Cat

CD
£6.99


Hand-numbered edition of 500 'real' CD on Graveyards' own imprint that documents a ruminative series of duets for piano and acoustic bass from Hamburg-based bassist John Hughes and pianist Alberto Braida, who was part of the late Peter Kowald's last recorded trio. Braida is an inventive player who channels earlier modes like swing and ragtime into constructs that ebb and gush with a rigorous - though never too angular or overbearingly brainy - logic and are executed with a feel for subtle nuance and the more sublime mathematics of melody. Hughes moves between running huge steel poles right through the heart of Braida's inventions and carving beautiful coronas around the variously implied arcs. Something else from Editions Brokenresearch and a something that sits fine with their defiantly individual free aesthetic.

Julius Hemphill & Peter Kowald
Live At Kassiopeia

NoBusiness Records NBCD-41/42

2xCD
£18.99


Massively potent set from two world-beating sound-as-thought proponents, both of whom the world lost far too early. Saxophonist Julius Hemphill was a co-founder of St Louis’ Black Artists’ Group – BAG – and his early recordings, Dogon A.D., Coon Bid’ness et al remain singular and defiantly idiosyncratic explorations of the potential of the saxophone. Kowald is, of course, one of the great European free bassists so this beautifully produced and previously unreleased archival set, recorded in Peter Brotzmann’s home town of Wuppertal in 1987, is nothing short of a goddamn treat. The set is split into three sections, with solo spots from Hemphill and Kowald and a final duo session. Kowald’s solo work is always spell-binding and as a showcase for the dazzling array of techniques and approaches he brings to his instrument it’s a treat. Hemphill always sounds great solo, with a feel for phantom architecture that means all of his improvisations feel implicitly directed. The duo sets are the real meat though, with Hemphill’s high, blues-inflected voice given an umbilical to earth tones and smears of drone through Kowald’s deep, propulsive bass work. Recommended.

Lexie Mountain
Stone Shit Unicorn

Chocolate Monk Choc-180

CD-R
£3.99


More classically disobedient femme-fronted avant noise, diaristic footnotes, giggling fits, hysterical tirades, straight-to-tape vocal tones , primitive instruments, usurped nursery rhyme melodies and general audio exotica in a post Suckdog/Drugs Are Nice style from Baltimore’s Ms. Mountain.

Loachfillet
Tatminsizlik Ve Olum

Chocolate Monk Choc-203

CD-R
£3.99


“Like a glassy larval eel sliding out of the Bay Area comes the garbled tape mangler Loachfillet, master of memory evaporation, woozy electronics & heavy thought digestion. This one time member of Pod Blotz, Diatric Puds & The Blobbettes, Mummers (Etpe) and Pigs In The Ground now blasts out beyond crude deflation techniques into giddy tonal flow, rebirthing musique snobbery onto a grimy cave floor. This disk will leave all you dweebs weeping like salesmen at an earlobe seminar. Starts off on a west coast wild weirdy vibe then ends on a tribes folk suspended above the listener in aquatic globs of transparent jelly style. A glazed eyed chicken tickler with enough avant-huff for the most adventurous listener.” – Dylan Nyoukis.

Mermaids Video
s/t

Breakdance The Dawn BDTD-180

CD-R
£6.99


Massively fucked multi-artist entry from Matt Earle’s killer Australian underground imprint Breakdance The Dawn: cut-up commercials, non-identifiable sound ritual, blats of grainy white noise, wild free improvisation, brokedown electronic dunt, post-Adris drum tattoos, field recordings of extreme musical disobedience, classic idiot avant rock, this one reputedly features ‘contributions’ from Hackety Hackety Chunks Chunks, Djmg, Tistrialal Blinds, Goofy, Unique Oil Free Air, Club Sound Witches and Mermaids. Makes Altamont sound like goddamn T In The Park. 

Merry Airbrakes
s/t

Shadoks

LP
£29.99


180 g limited, numbered edition repro of 450 copies with engraved colour artwork of this beautifully baked 1973 side recorded by a bunch of disaffected Vietnam vets. Cool, bluesy Edgar Broughton/Captain Beefheart styled grunt, with some tracks – like the great “Quang Tri City” - featuring nothing but bass drum, vocals, harp and maracas. Other parts of the disc touch on a kind of Buffalo Springfield/Creedence-styled country hump that comes totally soaked in the fine, fine air of the time. Recommended.

Meursault
Clunskea

La Station Radar #20

3” CD-R
£6.99


Beautiful work from Glasgow’s Shaun Falconer aka Meursault. Falconer uses electric guitar and loops to create a dizzying take on Holy Music that moves in breathlike tones through a void of weeping electricity. Clunskea almost comes over like his Zeit, a dead planet drone that rotates slowly in space while whole galaxies of silence are hinted at by the slow movement of the strings. Falconer’s approach to the guitar visions it more as a set of six vibrating metal strings suspended above magnets than an instrument to be decoded by technique and as such his music has as much to do with masters of environmental suspension such as Alan Lamb or Andrew Chalk as it does with, say, the devotional tonal work of Tokuma-era Fushitsusha, and the way he straddles classic psych rock with aspects of subtle sound sculpture is pretty amazing, meaning this is something that moves as much as it just sits there and vibrates, if you know what I mean. Packaged in small card wallets with beautiful photographic art, hand-numbered edition of 50 copies, highly recommended. 

Mokinox
I’m Your Chair

Chocolate Monk #117

CD-R
£3.99


Solo vocal/tape/electronic meditation on personal space invasion and psychedelic applications of hyper-ventilation from Chris Habib, film-maker (he shot the No Fun DVD) and Sonic Youth associate.

Noise Nomads
Ernest, Thrasher

Feeding Tube Records FTR-132

LP
£10.99


Edition of 300 copies LP from Mr Noise Nomad himself, Jeff Hartford. Here he is more focussed on dizzing beams of gloopy, overtone thick 20th century electronics, with a collision of almost Lou Reed-styled Non and pure complex/convulsive blurt. Stranegly beautiful and violently compelling. 

Pee In My Face With Surgery
Damnation Road

Chocolate Monk Choc-143

CD-R
£3.99


Black pro-Satan tongue poetry and electronics from this NY-based duo that features Jaime Fennelly and Fritz Welch of east coast free/improv casualties PSI/Pee-ess-eye. If you dig the more oracular/Sun City Girls/avant inspired moves of that ensemble then camp the fuck down.

Praxinoscope
Epocsonixarp

Opax OPX-023

CD-R
£10.99


Second album from the duo of My Cat Is An Alien's Roberto Opalio and Ramona Ponzini of Painting Petals On Planet Ghost, special private press edition of only 130 numbered copies, with heavy textured cardboard sleeve, and sticker on cover. "This work is even more lyrical and ecstatic than the debut; here Roberto's use of a mini-keyboard and astral effects collides with Ramona's hypnotic use of several handmade wood percussions and her Japanese wind chimes and bells, creating such an infinite and intimate 'space' so that you cannot but loose yourself inside. A whirlpool of Roberto's whispered wordless vocals will live till the evening dies, and the black of the night will come to surround everything. As the duo asks, 'Play it in the dark'." - Opax. OOP. 

Radiant Husk
Deflation Basin

Bezoar Formations No Cat

Cassette
£7.99


Brand new album from this great American underground project with previous releases on Brunch Groupe, Sean McCann’s Recital and Bezoar: previously known for the way he tied up torrential Barefoot saxophone with planetary synth hypnosis, Deflation Basin feels like a step elsewhere, with the horn buried in stacks of sludgy, smudged tape work and single note string dooms. Indeed, it feels like a companion to recent Zaimph work, in a way, with an occult/nocturnal aspect that comes over like Fripp & Eno play surveillance strategies. There are some great alone-in-space moments of pure tonal wuh? that make you think of Voice Crack sounding lonely satellites or even Tim Coster, which is deep, but so is space, right? Indeed, take alla the instruments away from Hawkwind and leave em with a reel-to-reel, the memory of a horn, and a mixing desk singing silently to itself. Excellent and highly recommended. 

Radiant Husk
Micromegas

Recital #2

CD
£8.99


Hand-numbered edition of 200 copies on Sean McCann’s new Recital imprint that sees Radiant Husk aka Matthew Erickson of Sudden Oak laying out a series of wild overdriven saxophone drone pieces bookended by a pair of stately, almost Nitsch-esque chord organ works. Erickson works by looping and overdubbing saxophone lines that range from single Industrial fog-horns to smoky blasts of vibrating brass in a way that comes across like Barefoot In The Head as re-worked by Terry Riley for maximal all-night flight potential while at points recalling the composer Ingram Marshall’s eerie recordings of San Francisco in the fog. Imagine Roxy Music reduced to nothing by Andy Mackay and Brian Eno or the Sauter/Dietrich frontline after way too many psychedelics recorded in a natural amphitheatre several miles beneath the surface of the earth and you’re close to the kind of fantasy territory this major side traverses.

Richard Youngs
St. Helena

Insample IN-001

7"
£6.99


Classic psychedelic hymnals from Richard Youngs on this rare 7” recorded in 1994: A side features Youngs on piano and keyboard, over on the flip Steve Todd is on vocals while Youngs sings, plays guitar and keyboards. On the NZ imprint Insample. 

Richard Youngs Vs Leather Mole
EP

Crank Automotive C4

7"
£5.99


1994 side of proto-Godz/Shaggs confusion with Youngs going head to head with all-girl locals Leather Mole, featuring Madeline Hynes. 

Rick Weaver
The Perfect Man

Bezoar Formations No Cat

Cassette
£7.99


Weirdo hallucinatory exotica and amphetamine kosmische from Rick Weaver of Form A Log/Dinner Music et al: almost Ferraro-esque appeal here but with a lurid sci-fi gothic edge that pushes into John Carpenter soundtrack music before heading deep into bontempi coke and cabana environs. Some ‘songs’ too, that re-imagine Jade Stone and Luv down and out and with nothing but Casiotone memories to their name.

Shinki Chen
s/t

Phoenix Records ASHCD-3038

CD
£10.99


Numbered edition of 1000 copies gatefold sleeve CD reissue of Shinki’s wild solo album from 1971. Anyone who devoured Julian Cope’s Japrocksampler has gotta admit that the Speed, Glue & Shinki chapter was probably the daffiest and most entertaining saga in the book. Shinki Chen was released the same year as Speed, Glue & Shinki’s Eve LP and it marks some of Shinki’s last ever recordings. The atmosphere is dominated by doomy progressive keyboards and some stunning guitar work, with a weeping blues fuzztone just squealing over the top of the tracks. There are plenty of brain-dazzling F/X, even some ambient tonefloat, but mostly it’s behemoth prog/doom moves with soulful testifying vocals and plenty of string wrestling. Parts of this remind me of Ainigma’s amazing 1973 Deluvium LP, rescued back in the day by Little Wing, and that’s a major compliment. I’ll take this over any of the official Speed, Glue & Shinki albums. 

Simon Rose and Pascal Nichols
Sombrero Galaxy

Bug Incision BIM-49

CD-R
£6.99


Epic series of free jazz improvisations from the horse-killing UK underground duo of saxophonist Simon Rose and drummer Pascal Nichols (Part Wild Horses Mane On Both Sides) in an edition of 75 copies: Rose is perhaps best known for his trio playing alongside Steve Noble and Simon Fell as part of Badlands but his playing here seems to have more in common with the Wildman style associated with Peter Brotzmann’s FMP circle than anything coming out of UK improv. He has a fast, throaty style that means he can smear fragments into knotty drones that almost sound like arco bow work just as easily as testifying in a sing-song post-Frank Wright style. Which is all just so much gravy for drummer Pascal Nichols, still the most interesting ‘young’ drummer on the UK scene. He responds with rolling, pugilistic rhythms that are the closest he has come to paralleling Chris Corsano’s explosive style while cutting it with the kinda lunar tonal activity that regularly take Part Wild Horses to the moon. Their last duo set was a blast and this one might be even better, so make your move. 

Stern/Guerra
Outdoor Bowers

Pseudo Arcana

CD-R
£6.99


Major investigation of various occult topographical aspects of London from a duo of deep-listening Australians, Joel Stern (field recordings, manipulated objects, electronics) and Anthony Guerra (guitar and electronics). Guerra’s guitar embraces some beautifully mesmeric loops and microtone-laden bow-work while field recordings of birds and frozen autumn air situate the whole of the proceedings in some kind of reverse English capital. With titles like “Old Whitechapel Silence” this would work as the perfect zoned soundtrack to your next re-reading of Alan Moore and Eddie Campbell’s From Hell. Recommended.

Tabata Mitsuru
Lumrapideco

Utech #014

CD
£8.99


“Japanese sound artist Tabata Mitsuru (Boredoms, Zeni Geva, Acid Mothers Temple, 20 Guilders, Leningrad Blues Machine) is a musician who has claimed his solo voice and skilfully hones it with each release. Lumrapideco (speed of light) is a collection of spaced-out electronics, bleak feedback and sedate guitar passages. Sometimes oppressive sometimes heart stirring, it is never less than astonishing.” – Utech.

Takehisa Kosugi
Violin Solo 1980 NYC

P-Vine PCD-5765

CD
£11.99


Japanese reissue of this hard-to-find set of solo violin conceptions recorded live in New York by Fluxus operative, Taj Mahal Travellers/Group Ongaku frontman and renowned minimalist Takehisa Kosugi. This one threads a dart through your heart with all of the continuous invention of Tony Conrad’s most psychoactive conceptions. Recommended.

Talweg
Nos Doubles Errent Dans La Nuit Duelle

Up Against The Wall Motherfuckers!/Up Against The Wall Motherfucker! UATWM-004/UATWM-004

LP
£16.99


Last copies: More new moves from the contemporary French underground: Talweg is a duo that features one third of big VT faves La Morte Young and they describe themselves as a “free metal duo” influenced by “black metal, free jazz as atomised/energized by Tight Meat Duo and Borbetomagus, the crude sound of Le Rock Non as played by a lot of New Zealand sociopaths... and Bruce Russell’s writings”. It’s true: Talweg take the black slow-motion electricity and garbled vocal incantations of Euro death/doom and bisect it with swathes of thrifty free jazz percussion and nod-out flat-lined drones, conjuring the kind of hallucinatory end-of-the-world drone of Sandoz Lab Technicians in corpse paint and with a fleet of Rashied Alis on percussion. Indeed, the tortured, throat-shredding vocals and the moments of simply gorgeous tonally complex distant melodies surging straight out of the void ala classic 20th century minimalism make this sound most like a cosmic dub/doom visioning of massed battlefields as broadcast via celestial shortwave and received in a small cave near Qumran. A stunning set that blends radical avant stylings with pure Cro-magnon grunt and communal/cultic energies to birth something deep in the heart of the wood. Beautifully packaged too in gold sleeves and pressed on heavy vinyl. Recommended. 

The A Band
Amphibian

Bug Incision BIC-01

CD-R
£6.99


“A new set of studio recordings from the latter day version of the A Band. As noted in previous musings (check out David Keenan's article on The Wire site) on this collective, the A Band follows in the tradition of the People Band, Scratch Orchestra, and Portsmouth Sinfonia (and oddly enough, Calgary's own Street of Crocodiles), ditching traditional notions of instrumentation and ability for a more disparate and unique flow of ideas and sounds. Standard instruments (piano, clarinet, electric guitar) sit alongside makeshift/found percussion, weird electronics, and vocal utterances, the elements shifting in and out of focus, often seeming as if players are walking in and out of the studio at their leisure, adding something then moving along. The first track is largely acoustic, featuring a swirling marriage of its rag-tag odd and ends, while the second main track (actually the third) features a much different feel and heavier usage of electric sounds. Totally bizarre, singular, and unlike anything else on Bug Incision. Treated white card sleeves with colour & b&w stick-on art, edition of 119.” – BI. 

The Contemporary Jazz Quintet
Actions 1966-67

Unheard Music Series UMS/ALP250CD

CD
£9.99


Wild out-of-nowhere document of the sound of four European free-thinkers blowing the beards offa entire theatres full of unbelievers with some immaculately squoze free jazz of the classic post-Eye & Ear Control vintage. These five played alongside Sunny Murray and a bunch of em made their mark as members of John Tchicai's Cadentia Nova Danica and Manfred Schoof's European Echoes group but they rarely sounded as beautifully out to lunch as they do here. Hugh Steinmetz on trumpet, Frank Beckerlee on alto sax, Niles Harrit on saw (giving the music a beautifully eerie high Industrial/gospel feel), Steffen Andersen on bass and Bo Thirge Andersen on drums. Liners by John Corbett and a bunch a pics. Highly recommended.

The Hunter Gracchus
The Bolsheviks Shat In My Brain

Chocolate Monk Choc-198

CD-R
£3.99


“New hydroponic sketches of freakdom from Sheffield that should satisfy those of you with that roaring appetite for freedumb jams and methnic drone-outs. I hear delerious barkings of glue factory workers, the hanging heaviness of the local nut houses 'drum and squal' therapy sessions, pockmarked harmonium hymns to Harry Pussy, and whole bunch of giblets that I can't quite put my fingers in, but it sure does make one of my eyes twitch, so I say let the sweltering fog descend, we don't need no torch.” – Dylan Nyoukis.

The Magic Carpathians Project
Euscorpius Carpathicus

Obuh V-22

LP
£10.99


Beautifully produced 2003 private LP from Anna Nacher and Marek Stczynski's Magic Carpathians Project in a hand-numbered edition of 350 copies with deluxe heavy tip-on sleeves: born from the ashes of forest/folk group Atman, The Magic Carpathians extend Atman's alchemical acoustic procedures into improvisations based around guitar, ritual percussion, brass, electronics and free vox. 

Time
Before There Was…

Shadoks 054

CD
£8.99


1968 recordings from this beautifully ambitious underground/baroque/experimental pop/psych group based out of Buffalo. Some nice out rock influences fairly overtly flagged - Robert Wyatt-esque vocals, Velvets-style piano led mainline dirges (booklet mentions how they were regularly covering Velvets songs - including “Heroin” - in 1967 (!) which makes them one of the only contemporaneous groups to pick up on Lou and Co.'s avant garage moves and they recall a meeting between the band and Reed and Cale when the Velvets came up to check out the speaker system that Time were using), a Zappa-esque use of basic concrete techniques and plenty of Zombies/Left Banke-style ornate melancholy. Arrangements are pretty all-encompassing, with subtle medieval touches, lutes and harpsichord as well as piano, fuzz guitar and speaker-wowing effects. Shadoks describe it well: “Imagine Mia Farrow in the movie Rosemary's Baby sitting in her window and watching the NY streets below while it's raining outside… that's what the music feels like”. Comes with 18 page booklet with loads of liners and pics.

Tonal Shrine
Live 1999

Silver Current Records #05

CD-R
£10.99


Hand-numbered edition of 300 copies CD-R from Ethan Miller of Comets On Fire’s new micro-imprint that presents the only recordings of this pre-Six Organs band led by Ben Chasny: Tonal Shrine is pretty much the missing link between Chasny’s amazing Plague Lounge and his arrival in Comets On Fire and it is the motherlode. The group channel the kind of levitating pugilism of the early PSF sound, with the kind of dunting/gravity-defying rhythms of a Kousokuya or a Fushitsusha giving way to pure string bleed. Indeed, if you had dropped a track from this somewhere in the middle of Tokyo Flashback 3 you wouldn’t have blinked but you would have been scouring set sales for more of this kinda third-eye hustling raunch. Hard to believe this has remained hidden for so long. Usual swanky Silver Current packaging, highly recommended.

Toshiro Mimaki
Januari 22 2000

Sloowax 003

LP + 7”
£18.99


Massively unlikely re-uniting of the late percussionist Toshiro Mimaki and Kiyohiro Takada (bass and electronics), both original members of Japanese underground psych legends Les Rallizes Denudes in an edition of 300 copies: the gravy here is the inclusion of a bonus 7” that features two tracks from the duo’s pre-Rallizes group, Oz Band, recorded in 1974 in classic basement psych fidelity, with the group jamming on guitar, bass and drums in a way that would somehow reconcile native idiot avant techniques with the kind of wailing/blissfully extended post-ballroom jams of Baby Grandmothers, International Harvester et al. What an unearthing! The LP itself presents more recent duo recordings with a totally zonked atmosphere, bass, percussion and electronics giving it the feel of a particularly blazed Kraut jam, w/aspects of Nurse With Wound circa Soresucker, NNCK/Atman and Charlie Nothing with sudden blurs of hazy F/X over classic naked-in-the-woods style hand percussion that somehow reconciles visionary dope bliss ala Siloah with massively deconstructed Guru Guru style punk rhythmics. A major side from Sloowax and a necessary addition to any serious Japanese underground shelf. Highly recommended!

Tropa Macaca
Marfim

Ruby Red RR-09

LP
£10.99


"Hailing from small town Santo Tirso in northern Portugal, Tropa Macaca are the duo of Andre Abel/Si mio Superior and Ju-Undo/Joana da Conceiáao. After a couple of splits with like-minded brethren Fish & Sheep and CAVEIRA, "Marfim" ("Ivory") is their first full-length album. Utilizing various electronics (keyboards, assorted rhythm generators, processing tools) and employing supremely fucked guitar voicings, theirs is an improvised music, of its own school & therefore of complete danger. While you can draw parallels between Tropa_s sound and kraut stuff from the 70s (some Schulze, Gottsching), its been informed by various other music of old and recent times (see Black Dice_s new sound forms, Wolf Eyes homemade noise communication, grime/dubstep, raw house stuff) to create its own breed of psychedelic logics that are cultured by improvisation's progresses. These three pieces possess a fluid, narrative line driven by pure abstract intuition. Short loops of beats and bass as well as keyboard phrases continually and slowly mutate in texture, harmony and rhythm, with the guitar inhabiting them, birthing some very particular intensifications of the feeling and form that live hidden in these jams. While the flow of it is trance-like, the way its drawn up is concerned mainly with forward motion, creation, integration, disintegration & destruction of itself, the hypnosis in this process its only constant element. Dark ritual psychosis existing inside the domain of the electronic and the outlandish, super intimate, totally on its own. Andre Abel has played in out-rock trio Dance Damage (R.I.P.) and has a keys/drums duo with Pedro Magina called Aquaparque. Joana da Conceiáao has been developing a big body of work in visual arts (& is also responsible for the artwork on this record). Limited to 300 copies, "Marfim" has been pressed on white vinyl." - Pedro Gomes.

Uke Of Spaces Corners
Flowers In The Night

Turned Word Records TRDWD-14

LP
£13.99


Original copies of this privately pressed LP from the pre-Village Of Space incarnation of this amazing Maine-based free/folk unit: this is a blast, country-doomed cultic big band freak played by a buncha solitary heads riffing on the utopian drone orchestra appeal of nada privates like Celebration’s Old Green Village with an atmosphere that is, by turns, celebratory and heartbreakingly sad, marrying high solitary blues with a feel for extended communal freak. Beautifully packaged too. 

Uke Of Spaces Corners
Knowing Well

Isle Of Man/War On Records #848

7"
£5.99


Beautiful 2008 split EP w/classy John Wesley Harding-style cover from our heros Uke Of Spaces Corners aka Village Of Spaces, with four tracks of slow-burn loner from Justin Clifford Rhody on the flip. Edition of 225 copies. 

Various Artists
A Tribute To Jojo Hiroshige

Alchemy ARCD-167

CD
£14.99


Massive tribute set of cover versions and punk extrapolations based around the phenomenal body of work birthed by Mr Jojo Hiroshige aka Alchemy label boss and Hijokaidan mainman. Features a totally disobedient Beefheart-style rave-up from the Oshiri PenPenz, microphone-gobbling action from Masonna (first new recording in years), great psych/pop stylings from Doodles, monstrously deformed guitar/noise from Solmania, GaramonKakinoki +AOL and a whole bunch of other punk Kansai Industrialists. Think of it as a particularly focussed Night Gallery instalment. Highly recommended.

Various Artists
Ongaku 80: Alternative Waves From Japan

Hiruko Records No Cat

LP
£21.99


Fabulous follow-up to the same label’s Ongaku 70, this set takes in a buncha obscurities from the Japanese underground of the 1980s, all of which would contribute to the momentum that gave birth to the scene’s explosion in the 1990s. Alongside stuff that some heads might know - Phew of Aunt Sally’s “Urahara” from 1980, schizophrenic Pinakotheca recordings artists Tako, the mutant techno of Riuichi Sakamoto’s “Riot In Lagos” – there’s a ton of alien tongue, ranging from EP-4’s thudding tape-damaged Industrial punk through Lizard’s acid-damaged prog-pop, Portray Heads’ transplanted Trans-Europe Express, Gunjogacrayon’s usurping of James Chance & The Contortions and prefiguring of The Boredoms, the amazingly titled Daisuck & Prostitute’s blunt punk/funk, Shinobu’s psychedelic cold wave and Pta’s epic unclassifiable Josef K-play-Can-play-“Rapture” 1982 8 minute masterpiece “Woo-Guy After Dark”. Another phenomenal set that is sure to blindside anyone who considers themselves an expert on this endlessly inventive scene. On pink/white splattered vinyl. Recommended!

Various Artists
Pipe And Drum Music Of Bolivia

Pseudo Arcana PA-131

Lathe-Cut LP
£21.99


Edition of only 50 copies hand-cut lathe with insert and download documenting some insane pipe and drum music recorded live in the field by Anthony Milton: incredible degree of out of body hyperventilating going on here, with crude pipe stylings huffing all the way to unconsciousness while drums batter our ritual tattoos and wild get-down stylings. A side was recorded at a 36 hour non-stop street fiesta in the village of Sorata in the High Andes while the flip was at an overnight bacchal in a bamboo hut in the village of San Miguel del Bala in the Amazon basin. Line this one up to next to an Albert Ayler boot and your favourite Vibracathedral Orchestra CD-R for maximal brain rearrangement. 

Various Artists
The World’s Lousy With Ideas Vol. 8

Almost Ready No Cat

LP
£10.99


Best volume yet of this great on-going limited compilation series. Exclusive tracks from Vivian Girls, Blank Dogs, Times New Viking, Intelligence, Guinea Worms, Sic Alps, Thee Oh Sees, Tyvek and Pink Reason. Epochal and highly recommended.

Various Artists
We Are All One, In The Sun: A Tribute To Robbie Basho

Alt Vinyl AV-030

LP
£12.99


Vinyl edition of this excellent tribute to the American Primitive genius of the late Robbie Basho from a bunch of players with a deep connection to the source including Glenn Jones, Steffen Basho-Junghans, Helena Espvall (Ghost/Espers), Meg Baird (Espers), Arborea, Fern Knight, Cian Nugent and Rahim AlHaj. Buncha female vocal tracks are particularly choice here, highlighting Basho’s gift as a highly idiosyncratic singer as well as a visionary instrumentalist. Dedicated to the memory of Jack Rose. 180g vinyl, edition of 300 copies. 

Veli-Matti O Aijala
Raskas Taakka

Vauva No Cat

One-Sided Art Edition LP
£12.99


Ass-flatteningly weird and deeply affecting slice of internally obsessive soundwork from this legendary Finnish underground artist/musician/vocal stylist/punk/Industrial experimentalist and member of Death Trip, Billy Boys, Terveet Kadet, Aavikon Kone Ja Mottori et al. Supposedly recorded as a working through in the wake of a death, Raskas Taakka is a harrowing piece scored for mesmeric/obsessive electronics and pained, barely comprehensible vocals. The vocal performance features down-tuned and garbled narration with a feeling of great sadness or personal revelation that has all of the implied threat and eviscerated emotional violence of Jandek’s Put My Dream On This Planet as reworked by Nurse With Wound. The electronics are extremely malevolent, at points just hovering in the air and vibrating - the sound of the edge of the abyss itself - at others breaking into repeating cells of narcotic night-time codes with all of the steely austerity of Tolerance or your favourite Vanity side while sidereal nod-out beats materialise out of thin air. The whole release has the feel of a report or a dispatch from the furthest reaches of mental extremity, with the voice eventually breaking down into pained pre-vocal moans and the electronics turning punishing and pugilistic before falling into endlessly sad Morse code refrains above hissing black silence. Hard to find comparisons for this kind of dark, emotionally high-wire performance but played alongside Jandek, Coil’s “Who’ll Fall” and the more subliminally suspect of Peter ‘Sleazy’ Christopherson’s TG tapework, Basil Kirchin’s collage work of autistic children and Jessica Rylan’s Juliette, Who Broke My Heart it makes some kind of sense while remaining a singularly intense experience. Very rare to come across something with as little parallel as this while remaining profoundly affecting and deeply human, even in its alienating distress. Radical minimalist psychosurgery with a spellbinding nocturnal atmosphere and a harrowing ability to somehow transmute and dispel despair by giving way to it completely. Edition of 400 copies, all with individually hand-painted b-sides by Jan Anderzen of Kemialliset Ystavat. Simply cannot recommend this enough; nothing remotely like it and a must for any future fantasy Nurse With Wound list. 

Vibracathedral Orchestra
The One You Call The Ghost Train

Tonschacht 010

7"
£4.99


Killer 2001 side from this cultic UK underground big band power-channeling the Velvets and "Sailor's Life"-era Fairports. Fantastic. OOP. 

Vom Grill
De Vlag Hangt Halfstok

Chocolate Monk Choc-209

CD-R
£3.99


"Some sonic events do not qualify as “music” no matter how hard you shake them. That’s my feeling, anyway, and if it’s not yrs then I suggest that it will be once you’ve been subjected to the sound of this new release by Vom Grill.
The name itself is a trick, since the sounds are generated solely by the evil Belgian, Dennissssss Tyfusssssss. But naturally no one would even consider buying this things it it had Dennissssss’ name prominently attached, so they invented a fucking soubriquet for him – Vom Grill. What the fuck is that supposed to be? The name of Richard Meltzer’s new coffeeshop? Yeah, well – not hardly. This particular Vom Grill abortion is a three track plunge into all that is annoying about Belgian food. The first course is like a melange of simpering, whining children, smeared with mayonnaise, croaking that they only want a peanut. It goes on for less than five minutes, but it feels like a week. The second track is Tyfusssss’ ignorant attempt to “just take a break, people.” He tries to calm the kids down by playing xylophone notes on his own rib cage, but he’s too fucking fat to pull it off, so he whistles mock-xylo notes while the kids fiddle around with some sort of pudding make from bread crumbs and gristle. Great. The final track is the sound of Vom being submerged in a vat of Belgian ale, bobbing to the surface with all his little electric thistles spinning while he burps for help. Like he really fucking wants it. In my day if someone was heard uttering this sort of nonsense we’d shove a little broom up his and/or her ass and make him and/or her wear a rubber glove on his and/or her head. What does Nyoukis do? He actually releases the shit. These laddies richly deserve each others’ company. What the fuck did we do to rate similarly shoddy treatment? Waiter? My check." - Byron Coley

Warning Sign
Live At Copymax Jason's Birthday

American Tapes AM-660

one-sided LP
£12.99


"All right...this is going to take a while to explain..Hang in there with a mug: While still in union at the cove, me and the Conn Artist would always hit up the local Office Max (re: Copymax) and scam copies, grip supplies - usual underground lurker shit. So after months of doing this, a Max worker finally talks to us and is into noize= dudes is Jason, sayz all his coworkers are freaked out of me and Connelly cause we copy weird shit, wore shorts and look like Heroin addicts (????)... So we hit it off with Jason, hang with his crew and let the good times roll......Enter PE PAUL, AKA Mr. Nutzo AKA New Pledgmaster AKA dude most likely to get naked at a crew gig with no ladies present. You might also know him as the wacko who was kicked outta the last No Fun during the Smegma set for being shirtless, on acid, and crazy. When Paul was getting escorted out, Weise turns to Dilloway and says.. "Man...what a loose nut....causing a ruckus......you know him?" "Yeah I do, He's Paul from Boston. Me and Olson have a band with him called Warning Sign" So fast forward a month or so, middle of summer/ Ann Arbor= crazy PE PAUL sublets a huge crib christens it the GSPOT. Turns out to be the summer spot for all gigs underground and nutz. A gig twice a week, ruling times, massive final show literally hours before Paul has to vacate. Rumors spread of destroying the spot and burning it down...comes pretty close. Turns out when the renters come back to reclaim the house Paul is passed out on mounds of broken glass and bottles on a some Iggy trip shit and the parents threaten his life....ruff scene. Warning Sign/which never end up being with Dilloway/becomes a house band at the GSpot....duo with reeds, drums, and ?????? Every gig was pretty strange, you never knew what PE PAUL was funna do. The mug apparently studied music in Boston but none has seen proof of it. ..... So aanyhow...black to Copymax Jason...his birthday is coming up and his lady at the time Alicia (re: Alicia Warning) wants to have a birthday show at they house before their lease runs out. The only band that signs up is Warning Sign. No Wolves come cause we are leaving the next morning for Barcelona, no crew members show up. Weird gig/scene. Only lurkers and some weird dudes on BMX bikes that "kinda know Dilloway AKA that weird dude at Disks & Tapes" are around. Turns out there is no place to jam......except a basement that hasn't been opened "in forever." Me and Paul crack the door, peer inside, nothing but low ceilings, cobwebs, dampness, and a mound of something that died a slow horrible death months ago. Totally gross. So we set up and its the middle of summer and like 110 Degrees in the basement. Fully Nasty. Turns out Alicia is a flute goddess and wants to jam along/sweet....so we start playing..... and within minutes every Nutzo in the basement is playing a horn, jammin, freaking out, yelling...weird shit/brain jolting/numbing gig. Woke up the next morning and sent the tape to the plant =Pressed here on wax for eternity is the results of the gig. Super strange ultra crude echo chamber basement jazz cubism. Edition of 113 on black wax with paste on covers. Copymax Jason Postscript: After moving out, Jason and Alicia broke up, all them + "Copymax Chris" (re: Brian, who never worked at Officemax or Copymax) who also played on the above WS record, and nearly everyone on the record moved into the short lived "Pleasuredome" in Ypsi that did two gigs, one with Corsano, Traum, Laundry Room Squelchers/both busted hard by Copz and shut down permanately......." - John Olson.

Yek Koo
Desolation Peak

Emerald Cocoon EC-011

LP
£14.99


Stunning new album from Helga Fassonaki of Metal Rouge aka Yek Koo in an edition of only 259 copies: this is a devastating vocal/guitar side with Helga playing supremely damaged two note guitar jags with all the blunt violence of a Michael Morley or a Lydia Lunch. Helga’s vocals are truly post-Patty Waters but cut with some of the ecstasies of Joy Shapes-era Charalambides, Body/Head or even Amy Sheffer. There’s a bloodymindedness to the way she can wrestle single blats of electricity into fistfuls of pugilistic fuzz, somehow connecting raggedy blues form with the most desolate No Wave. And her vocal phrasing is dazzling, rolling with the fuzz and disarticulating rhythms and line-soundings to the point of post-tongue. Indeed, Desolation Peak sits nicely alongside Heather Leigh’s recent Me-Ba cassette as an example of just how formally fucked a flux of female freak can be. Highly recommended!

Yoko Ono/Kim Gordon/Thurston Moore
YOKOKIMTHURSTON

Chimera Music CHIM010

CD
£11.99


Inspired trio jams from the Sonic Youth frontline w/Yoko on vocals: this set is not what you might at first expect and it’s all the better for it. I had kinda imagined a free-form blow-out with Yoko power-screaming over the top ala Junko w/Hijokaidan but there’s a lot more subtlety, atmosphere and feeling to the recording. Kim and Thurston play in a very minimal, textural style, recalling early SY circa Evol or even Bad Moon Rising while Yoko works soft hypnotic poetics over the top. And her vocals are uniquely powerful, balance the blurring of comprehension and the breakdown of language with startling moments of personal confession, nowhere more so than on the stunning “I Never Told You, Did I?” a track that is as unnerving as her take on marriage and responsibility and the impossibilities associated with both on Fly’s “Mrs. Lennon”. A singular entry in all three players’ catalogues and highly recommended.

Yura Yura Teikoku
III Pt.2

Mesh-Key MKY-010

Pic Disc LP
£16.99


Most people are probably familiar with Tokyo psych/rock trio Yura Yura Teikoku from their heavy appearance on PSF’s Tokyo Flashback 2 but there’s whole lot more to them than straight-ahead riff pummelling as this batch of now-out-of-print vinyl from the group makes more than clear. III Pt.2 is a beautiful psychedelic picture disc from 2001 that bundles live and studio work that spans the kind of avant/pop that wouldn’t sound out of place somewhere in the Org back catalogue while running to a series of totally ferocious hard glam/new wave tension with some Rallizes-styled acid rock gush courtesy of guest guitarist Michio Kurihara of White Heaven/Ghost et al. Long OOP. 

Campingsex
1914!

Vinyl On Demand VOD-29

2xLP
£29.99


Double LP that reissues the hard-to-find 1985 LP by Campingsex alongside a bonus LP of tough live recordings. Campingsex pre-date the better known German New Wave group Mutter but their sound is less classically German punk than a whole lot of their contemporaries. While the immediate signifiers are all there - tracks driven by melodic bass lines and orbited by shrill, chainsaw guitar treble, post-Ian Curtis vocal delivery and that apocalyptic feel of windowless heavily-graffitied bomb shelters but there's also a streak of straight-ahead melodicism that is pure Garageband USA and couple of these tracks even have basslines that sound note-for-note like they were lifted from The Eastern Dark's Long Live The New Flesh which didn't even exist then. Either way, the combination is extremely potent and makes for some inspired cross-cultural synchronicity. Presented in the usual beautiful VOD style in a heavy duty gatefold sleeve with pics and repros in a hand-numbered edition of 500 copies.

KTL
KTL 1

Aurora Borealis ABX-014

2xLP
£18.99


Deluxe heavy vinyl edition of this amazing album, with inner sleeves, all printed in classy silver-on-black: First mind-blowing instalment of collaborations between Stephen O'Malley of Sunn O))) and Peter Rehberg aka Pita, conceived as an expanded soundtrack to Gisele Vienne's stunning "Kindertotenlieder" performance piece. This is noise/rock/drone completely denuded of any formal reference points, reduced to its most primal alphabets. Tracks consist of single white-light riffs shot through with choirs of electronic debris, minimal dungeons of hiss and the kind of euphoric trance rock damage that sounds like Cosey Fanni Tutti stepping in on guitar for Skullflower. Edition of 1000 copies. Highly recommended.

Kuupuu
Sisar

Em Records EM-1112

LP
£17.99


LP on Japan’s Em Records for Finnish folk spirit Kuupuu: Kuupuu is working cover for the solo thoughts of Jonna Karanka, a beautiful cog in Finland's free folk underground. Jonna also records as Kukkiva Poliisi and is a member of the all-girl acid-folk ensemble Hertta Lussu Assa alongside Merja Kokonen (aka Islaja) and Laura Naukkarinen (aka Lau Nau). Her solo recordings combining a wild avant garde aesthetic with a love of lo-fi fug, beautiful, tranced folk forms and perilous doses of pure glee. Sisar – which means Sister – sees her combine child-like, ultra-naive nursery rhyme vocals and melodies with corridors of starlit percussion, sawing purple swathes of string, impenetrable forest rituals, beautiful song forms and some staggering psychedelic tongue action. There’s a new focus on electronics that was becoming evident in the soft pulse of her last Time-Lag LP, Lumen Tahden, and it sits really well here, giving Sisar the eerie electric-occult feel of Ruth White or even Buffy Sainte-Marie’s Illuminations. Recommended. 

Sun Stabbed
Des Lumieres, Des Ombres, Des Figures

Doubtful Sounds Doubt-06

LP
£16.99


Full-length LP in an edition of 300 copies from this amazing French destructo rock/amplifier worshipping duo that features members of La Morte Young: taking their name from a classic Dead C track, Sun Stabbed pretty much signal their intent. This is the sound of feedback as the keys to the goddamn kingdom, with long held tones and smears of guitar violence extended to the point of smoking ruins, touching on aspects of the more planetary-scale NZ sound thinkers – Sandoz Lab Technicians/Doramaar/Flies Inside The Sun/RST et al – while generating a very sad and melancholy noise, a music of memorial perhaps, that touches on almost classical arcs of phantom melody while using extreme lo-fi recording techniques up against widescreen drones to expose the grainy, tactile quality of disembodied guitar song. Guitars kissing and the contemporary bliss? Uh, yeah! Recommended. 

The New Monuments
s/t

Important Records No Cat

LP
£14.99


Debut album for the horse-killing free music trio of Don Dietrich (Borbetomagus), C. Spencer Yeh (Burning Star Core) and Ben Hall (Graveyards). Great to hear Ben in this kinda context, playing in a rolling propulsive style that is the closest I’ve heard him come to the whole post-Milford school of exploded time.  Dietrich’s sax – naturally – dominates the sound, with a warp of Hendrixoid F/X contorting the tongue logic until it sounds like he’s licking a cement mixer. Yeh’s strings give the group an intense vertical lift and at points it sounds like he’s sawing the whole group straight off of the ground. A great record in the tradition of Babi Music, Demo Moe, The Celestrial Communication Orchestra and Borbetomagus. All exclusive material, none of which was on the American Tapes CD-R releases.  

Tom Karlsson
Pojknacke

Lystring 10

LP
£12.99


From the label that brought you the last Brainbombs LP, this solo LP from European record collector/thinker/musician Tom Karlsson is an unexpected jewel. I’ve seen this described as a harsh noise record a bunch of places but that’s nowhere near the truth. Pojnacke is a collection of work that inhabits the universe of the Nurse With Wound list so completely that in a blindfold test you’d swear it was recorded sometime pre-1980 by some nut in a hut in the mountains with nothing but a chip on his shoulder, a bucket of acid and a buncha weirdo avant garde LPs. Some of the cut-up spoken Euro tongue over hovering electronics sections connect directly with the Nurse With Wound catalogue but there are other parts that just as well go beyond it, zoned folk-psych miniatures that have me thinking of Joakim Skogsberg, tape work worthy of Sperm, even some lush psychedelic tonefloat in the mode of early Ash Ra Tempel. But it all hangs together really well, and it has the feel of something that was very carefully put together. If you’re at all attuned to hermetic European avant garde weirdness and your idea of a frontman is closer to Walter Wegmuller or Jac Berrocal than some skinhead bozo in combat pants then this is a perfect shot of surrealism in sound from outta nowhere. Comes in a gatefold sleeve.

Family Underground
Helium Bug

DNT Records No Cat

one-sided LP
£12.99


Edition of 299 copies limited edition LP w/screenprinted covers from these Danish heads, driving a spike through the sound of post-Velvets fuzz-dosed oblivion and levitating a whole warehouse full of singing drone via electronics, guitar and tunnels of subterranean wow. Heavy Kosmiche-via-UK bedroom vibe to this which is extremely sticky. Long OOP. 

Heldon
Allez-Teia

Superior Viaduct SV-028

LP
£23.99


Major reissue of one of the great underground/private press cosmic/psych/punk LPs of the70s: Pinhas had impeccable counter-cultural credentials, taking part in the ’68 uprising in Paris, taught by Jean Baudrillard and Michel Foucault, personal assistant and collaborator with Gilles Deleuze, interviewing Philip K Dick for Actuel… and Heldon was an attempt to bring together all of his various obsessions in a wild basement psych style. 1974’s Allez Teia is the most straight-forwardly beautiful and ambitious of the Heldon albums, with the raw punk edge of the first being replaced by extended heavenly drones, tape loops and walls of soaring mellotron over that classic Fripp-inspired lead guitar. Indeed, Allez Teia features an extended tribute to Fripp, “In The Wake Of King Fripp”, alongside a re-working of the futurist psych sound of Fripp & Eno’s No Pussyfooting. But it’s the second side’s “Fluence” that is the album’s most radical track, an accumulating monolith of zoned ambient sound and reel-to-reel drones that sets patterns dancing on the inside of your head like the most seductive flicker machine. Alongside the 1st Heldon LP, Allez Teia effectively spearheaded the French avant rock revival. Highly recommended!

Misplaced Cult Of Balvack
Clochnahill

Les Enfants Du Paradiddle ENF-63

CD-R
£6.99


New self-released mystery zone album from this underground drone faction with connections to Alan Davidson of Aberdeen’s Kitchen Cynics: dedicated to the memory of the poet Robert Burns and his father William Burnes (there’s a setting of Burns’ “Cock Up Your Beaver”) Misplaced Cult Of Bavarick features a series of deep folk-blasted ritual drone workings that match zoned wordless vocals and oracular broadcasts with the kind of Moungod atmospherics of Ghost circa Temple Stone. Features alchemical “Cynical Mixes” alongside re-thinks of almost Harvest-scale progressive tonefloat. 

Rob Mullender/Wooden Spoon/The Eidetic Band/Ladyswoodsman
Free London

Bo'Weavil Recordings Weavil-11

2xLP
£10.99


Anyone who has ever spent any considerable time in the UK's godforsaken capital will immediately concur with the sentiment expressed in the title - some has gotta liberate that place from the clutches of style-mag/media-centred mediocrity and soon. Bo'Weavil, a label that has done a lot to upgrade a host of key folk sides to deluxe vinyl, is the first to strike a blow with this nicely presented double LP in a hand-numbered edition of 550 copies on heavyweight vinyl that gives a side each to four artists dedicated to expanding free/folk tongues. Rob Mullender plays acoustic guitar instrumentals that fit nicely into the whole post-60s Pentangle/Davey Graham school of sorcery. Wooden Spoon plays acoustic and electric guitar and banjo and his banjo playing is particularly strong, stubby percussive forms that sound like rusty ragas nailed to tiny wooden crosses. The Eidetic Band are a trio that work non-idiomatic allusion that vaguely touches on Volcano The Bear/People Band style notions of freedom while still referencing established UK modes of improvised dialogue via bass, cello, tone generator, zither, laptop, guitar, power tools, sax, keyboard et al. Ladyswoodsman are the duo of Luke Garwood and Paul May who play guitars, clarinets, percussion and un-nameables across a series of rhythmic, improvisatory modes.

The Kitchen Cynics
Our Photographs

Les Enfants Du Paradiddle ENF-104

CD-R
£6.99


Beautiful, expansive set of lush widescreen acid folk and dreamtime psych from Alan Davidson’s legendary Scottish DIY project privately released on his own label: Our Photographs is thick with the atmosphere of melancholy and remembrance that defines the fragile Kitchen Cynics sound, and here he combines mythic folk symbolism and visions of auld Scotland with a feel that is somewhere between Tom Rapp, Ali Roberts and Syd Barrett but cut with a great/weirdo UK DIY edge. 

The Shadow Ring
Remains Unchanged

Kye #21

2xLP
£19.99


Last copies of the massively anticipated double LP retrospective from this legendary UK underground group featuring Graham Lambkin, Darren Harris and Tim Goss: Remains Unchanged presents all completely unreleased material from the two - almost mutually unrecognisable - phases of this group’s unlikely non-career. Originally hailing from Folkestone, their early records – City Lights, Put The Music In Its Coffin – are unique in the history of UK DIY in the way that they combined obsessive diaristic monotony and resolutely no-chops instrumentalism w/a particularly English brand of surrealism in order to create a totally compulsive and uniquely expressive soundworld. Vocalist Darren Harris could read the goddamn phone book and he would make it sound oddly gripping and slightly unnerving and the first two sides of this collection present some great Harris moments, mining out-takes from the City Lights, Put The Music In Its Coffin, Some Of Us 7”, Wax Work Echoes and Hold Onto I.D. sessions recorded 1993-1996. The music sounds startlingly original, with acoustic guitars played percussively, bowing and squeaking melodies and those vocals providing some of the most unlikely reportage from the fringes of nowhere England outside of The Fall. The second LP focuses more on the band’s later less-vocally obsessed electronic incarnation, where the loneliness and surreal/inane domesticity that they pushed to the fore in the early records gives way to a more overtly lonely and alienated soundworld, with grey washes of synth and deconstructed song-forms that go well beyond the long blank, moving from the bedsit setting of the early records out to the bleak coast of England, where the water and the waves fade into the same dismal hues of England in the rain and for a little while at least Folkestone became the DIY equivalent of Warszawa. This set works as both the perfect introduction to their hermetic soundworld and as the ultimate bookending collection for anyone who has ever enjoyed a deep personal relationship to this amazing group over the years. Like Harry Pussy and The Dead C, The Shadow Ring created their own universe through restriction, necessity and intuitive inspiration and although they sound nothing like the aforementioned bands their legacy is every bit as important. Still one of the most inexplicably great groups to come out of the modern underground, nothing else sounds remotely like them. The set comes with a great gatefold sleeve featuring classic snaps of our heroes sitting round in depressing living rooms or in suburban back gardens, drinking cheap beer and looking downtrodden. Also comes with a great, huge full-colour poster of the group ‘in action’ in the bedsit of your dreams. We’ll be framing ours. Highest possible recommendation! Sold out at source.

Alex Von Schlippenbach
The Living Music

Cien Fuegos CF-007

LP
£22.99


The Globe Unity Orchestra’s vast, murky sound might have effectively amplified the revolutionary tumult of the times but it was attributable as much to extra-musical variables – like miniscule budgets, limited availability of equipment and the fact that no one had yet worked out how to properly capture this music on tape – as it was to a deliberate musical aesthetic. Either way, it actively defines all of the best recordings of the era, from Brötzmann’s epochal 1968 album, Machine Gun and Manfred Schoof’s great European Echoes (1969), through to the collected radio performances bundled on Globe Unity 67/70 and Schlippenbach’s own 1969 recording, The Living Music. A ferocious septet performance recorded the same day as Brötzmann’s legendary Nipples album in 1969, Schlippenbach named The Living Music – and the ensemble that played at FMP’s first Total Music Meeting in November 1970 – after Julian Beck and Judith Malina’s Living Theatre. A key European side, The Living Music features the world-beating line-up of Schlippenbach on piano and percussion, an incredible performance from Peter Brötzmann on tenor and baritone saxophone, Michel Pilz on bass clarinet and baritone saxophone, Manfred Schoof on cornet and flugelhorn, Paul Rutherford on trombone, J.B. Niebergall on bass and bass trombone and Han Bennink on drums and percussion. A great marriage of Schlippenbach’s orchestral compositional vision and break-out firebrand performances from the new European punks, The Living Music remains a key European free jazz side, restored to heavy 180g vinyl. Highly recommended. 

Bananafish
#17

Tedium House No Cat

Magazine + CD
£9.99


Original copies of this legendary gonzo underground zine: this issue comes with features on Jazzkammer, Towne Dandies, Paul Dutton, Lara Allen, Astro, Jason McLean, Hetty MacLise interviewed by Tim Barnes and Carla Bozulich. Monster review section and the CD comes with tracks from Paul Dutton, Universal Mutant Rpertory Company, Fake Party!, The Town Dandies, Jazzkammer, Astro, Ragtime Germs, Paul Dutton/Jaap Blonk/Koichi Makigami/Phil Minton/David Moss, All-Star Schnauzer Band and video from Lara Allen and The Towne Dandies. 

Bananafish
#18

Tedium House No Cat

Magazine + CD
£9.99


Original copies of this legendary gonzo underground zine: this issue comes with features on Jim Leftwich, Burning Star Core, Nelson Gastaldi, Monotract, Joe Colley and David Lester as well as the usual massive review section from Roland Woodbe and Seymour Glass. CD features tracks from cassettes found by Joe Colley, Burning Star Core, Monotract, Jim Leftwich, Nelson Gastaldi, Mecca Normal and Joe Colley. 

Bill Orcutt
VDSQ Solo Acoustic Volume Ten

Vin Du Select Qualitite #10

LP
£16.99


Stunning limited edition set of new solo acoustic guitar work, Orcutt’s first set of all-new compositions in years, part of the on-going VDSQ series of all acoustic albums: Orcutt is of course best known as a string-mangler par excellence for Harry Pussy but since then he has diverted the ferocious form-gobbling amphetamine style of his group work towards new vectors of epileptic American Primitive visioning and I can’t think of a side that better represents the metamorphosis than this. His melodic invention – as it was in Harry Pussy – is true speed of thought, unloading all sorts of gloriously tactile string detail over extended, epic compositions that run from rolling, obsessively repeated folk fanfare ala Albert Ayler through the kind of rhythmic ticks and moments of wildly diverted temporal brutality that would re-wire acoustic blues as radically and definitively as Fushitsusha reconstructed psychedelic rock. Orcutt’s great automatic vocal accompaniment is on full display here too, power moaning and singing/crying into knots of barbed overtone w/the kind of lowdown rapture that feels fully sanctified. Imagine Orcutt’s power/punk instants fully dilated and vibrating like a ghost in the corner of a barren room then throw in a hallelujah choir and a commitment to dissonance that goes way beyond the long blank and you’re at least orbiting this wild free/folk music satellite. Peerless, genre-gobbling six string excess, highly recommended!

Bruce Russell
Antikythera Mechanism

The Spring Press #09

LP
£18.99


Limited edition LP in a run of only 200 copies from New Zealand’s greatest axe-strangler, Bruce Russell of The Dead C. The playing here is more overtly euphoric than many of Bruce’s earlier sides, his grip tight around the neck, tearing clusters of squeal from conveyor belts of fuzz. The opening duo with Australian noise/guitarist Marco Fusinato is fairly epic but it’s the all solo “West Space One” that best documents Russell at his most Hendrix/amp-destroying. Playing with a machine gun style that comes over like Band Of Gypsies jamming the outro to “Bury”, it’s hard not to anticipate Robbie Yeats staggering in and pushing the whole thing over the cliff. Russell’s solo sides often have a whole bunch of fascinating conceptual/hermetic weight to them but Antikythera Mechanism succeeds because of its status as ‘simply’ a solo guitar record and in its own way it feels as definitive as Donald Miller’s A Little Treatise On Morals, Jandek’s Interstellar Discussion or Keiji Haino’s Affection. Bruce does a lot of actual playing here – as opposed to just letting the guitar sing - and on the third side-long track his guitar sounds closest to Nicholas from Love Cry Want’s guitar synthesizer’, albeit with the dials set to “Iron Man”. But in the end it all boils down to this: Bruce Russell was in The Dead C and you weren’t. That’s why he can pull off fringed leather jackets when you would just look like a dope. And that’s why in his hands an all-improvised guitar album sounds like the goddamn keys to the kingdom. So listen up. Pressed on ultra thick white vinyl.  Highly recommended.

Christina Carter
Character Study

Drawing Room Records No Cat

LP + Chapbook
£14.99


Stunning new conceptual work, long time in the making, from spectral songwriter/guitarist Christina Carter of Charalambides: accompanied by a chapbook that crosses poetic musings with interrogative enquiry, Character Study puts the soul of the 21st century artist on trial across two side long meditations for electric slide guitar, tambourine, bells and dark, miles deep F/X. Hypnotically subdued, with an uncanny feel of being directed, Carter power moans and shivers her way through two ghostly blues madrigals that pin your heart to the floor, transposing the ‘weight’ of Patty Waters College Tour to the kind of parched soul terrain of a Jandek or even a Skip Spence. Stunning, late night soul poetry, highly recommended. 

Crys Cole & Oren Ambarchi
Sonja Henies vei 31

Planam C.O.C.A.Planam

LP
£18.99


Edition of only 150 copies LP from the duo of Oren Ambarchi and Crys Cole: a very intimate, diaristic working, Sonja Henies vei 31 was recorded during a week-long sojurn in Norway and is centered around a duo performance embedded in field recordings, unknown sound, Industrial debris, faraway voices and assorted covert/domestic acts. Aspects of Christoph Heemann’s work, the kind of hallucinatory tape work of Astor/Matt Krefting/Graham Lambkin/Dan Melchior et al and the massively dilated workings of the Ichiyanagi/Kosugi/Ranta trio. Otherworldly tape alchemy generates a feel of composition in time while the atmosphere flits between remembrance, memorial and nostalgia for the future. A very intimate and personal working, very limited supply, very highly recommended!

Deviation Social
From End To Beginning Vol.1

Dais 012

LP
£16.99


Great compilation of stray tracks form this obscure North American Industrial group. Deviation Social formed in 1981 after Arshile Injeyan tuned into a radio station playing experimental music and first encountered Cabaret Voltaire, Non, Decayes, The Fall, the whole LAFMS cabal, The Residents and – most importantly – Throbbing Gristle. On a quest to uncover more oddball music, Arshile contacted Monte Cazazza through an article in Slash and he became an unofficial live member of the group. The group’s sound soon evolved to reflect influences like Harry Partch (in the use of odd acoustic percussive sounds and shapes), Suicide, Faust and SPK. From End To Beginning collects a bunch of tracks only available on compilations and it makes for a fascinating window onto the revolutionary years of Industrial music. Alla the signifiers are in place – a song about Manson, a guest appearance by the notorious Mary Dowd, a track called “New Right” – but the palette is so radical, with aspects of DIY tape composition, electro-acoustic improvisation, primitive synth -  it’s a reminder of just how wide-ranging and creatively accelerated the Industrial revolution was, eclipsing the pub-rock radicalism of punk and providing a blueprint that is still unravelling. Arshile’s vocals are particularly great, giving the music an apocalyptic Chrome/Non styled edge that at points (as on the fantastic “Multitado Humanus Tabesco”) almost sounds like a garage Whitehouse. The set is beautifully put together with a large booklet featuring new liners, fliers, texts and a piece on Deviation Social by Seymour Glass of Bananafish. One of the best collections of primitive Industrial experimentation yet uncovered. Highly recommended.

Fille Qui Mousse
Trixie Stapleton 291

Bichon Records 005

LP
£18.99


Vinyl reissue of this all-time-classic classic Nurse With Wound list album, Fille Qui Mousse's ("Girl With Froth") Trixie Stapleton 291 aka Sa Taire Pour Une Femme Trop Belle, recorded in France in 1972 and issued in '73 but only as a test pressing in a run of circa 50 copies on Futura. Often described as the French Faust, Fille Qui Mousse combine psych rock, automating collage, noise, sound poetry and classic heavy riff action. It’s easy to see how Stapleton and Fothergill would have been blown away by the very existence of this thing; consummate weirdo genre demolition with a liberated approach to form that explodes extended rock moves with jagged tape edits, eerie little girl vocals over distant urban sound environments, epic free jazz outings and that classic what-the-fuck Futura edge. A major influence on Nurse With Wound and one of the truly great off-the-radar European underground sides: "Straight off, we plunge into that Faust structure...riffing with a psychedelic bent, hints of Gong too...we move into bizarrely constructed patterns of percussive sound and chopped-up rock music, and just as a musical focus takes shape it disappears. A poem, recited by a girl, over an urban landscape populated by numerous barking dogs then gives way to an intensely strange mangled web of sound that's almost brain numbing. And, yet more in the way of strangeness is a piano based piece that recalls some of Roger Doyle's early experiments. The only actual song has the most bizarre lyrics (in English) and is followed by an excursion in distorted and processed guitar. Next is where the folk music comes in, but even with gypsy violin FQM's interpretation of folk is strange and twisted. Finally, we return to the psychedelic jamming that opened the album, but with a jazzier edge, ending the album perfectly." --Audion. Highly recommended!

Fumio Kosakai
Earth Calling

Memoirs Of A Crater Lake MCL-LP-1

LP
£18.99


Edition of only 250 copies reissue of a massively rare cassette from Fumio Kosakai, Japanese noise legend and member of Incapacitants/Hijokaidan: originally released in a tiny run in 1987 (Kosakai believes he sold no more than 30 copies) it documents two early live jams when Kosakai was under the spell of Hawkwind and Terry Riley. The A side features two tracks recorded at the free jazz venue Good Man  in Tokyo using self-made transmitter, mini keyboard synth, cassettes with environmental sounds and delay F/X, with added overdubs recorded layer. This is classic minimalist/black nightmare sound electronics, with tectonic drones threaded through with meltdown UFO sonorities, pained/modulated vocals and that grimy Nord/Pinakotheka ‘feel’. Closer to some of the more austere post-Schnitzler Kraut jams than ‘noise’ per se and it’s all the more mind-blottingly gorgeous for it. The flip is even better, an endless sidelong meditation on the all-night flight style of Terry Riley using a small Yamaha synth and digital delay. The effect is mesmerising, with Kosakai riffing on rippling keyboard patterns that flutter in and out of nada, subtly phasing for maximal brain-tripping appeal. This is a major historical outing, a mainline into the heavy avant/psych atmosphere and radical DIY experiments of the first wave of Japanese noise, beautifully presented with sleeves screened by Mick Flower and an insert with Japanese and English liners from Kosakai. Released by Phil Todd of Ashtray Navigations on his own label, mastered from the original tapes, one more volume of archival Kosakai promised. Very highly recommended!

Insayngel
s/t

Heavy Tapes No Cat

LP
£12.99


From Mike and Maya Bernstein’s (aka Religious Knives) own Heavy Tapes imprint, presenting the debut album from this new NY outfit that features Calder and Caitlin of Excepter/Vizusa alongside the rhythm section from Sightings. They have the same muscular No Wave attack of Sightings, with a percussive bottom end that is as trance-inducing as contemporary Whitehouse, while factoring in the kind of hysterical free rock extrapolated from mis-readings of Harry Pussy/Beefheart/Royal Trux et al and turning up the dub-inflected violence of Damo-era Can. Both band’s histories are pretty apparent in the overall arc of the sonics but I like this a deal better than either. Edition of 500 copies, pro-printed sleeves.

JfK
La Bas: 1987-1992

Fourth Dimension Records FD2LP87

2xLP
£18.99


New vinyl collection of stray tracks and unreleased jams from this great UK underground group with a side that restores the full session featuring Matthew Bower (Skullflower at al) on guitar that was recorded at JTI on 29/1/90, two nights before Skullflower recorded the Xaman album at the same studio: JfK was the brainchild of Anthony Di Franco of Ramleh, Skullflower, Ax et al and they played a bizarre mutant form of thug-psych that took drum machines and monstrous acid bass and devoured them with shots of pure electricity. Think The Cramps, Chrome and The Buttholes given a furious post-Broken Flag dressing down. La Bas gathers a buncha choice shots into the void, including their great Temple Of Set/Sexodus 7” that came out on Fourth Dimension in 1992 alongside eight otherwise unavailable recordings and the tracks with Bower on guitar – including a previously unreleased alternate take of “Sexodus 90” – see him at his most iconoclastically testifying. Also comes with two more bonus tracks unique to the vinyl. A key piece of the puzzle from the depths of the UK underground. Recommended!

oMMM
Parallel Lines Converge

Alien Jams No Cat

LP
£13.99


Debut release in an edition of 300 copies from this label run by Chloe Frieda of the Alien Jams radio show, dedicated to past>future electronic experimentation: oMMM is the brainchild of Edmund Davie and uses primitive electronics, four-track cassette recorder, tape work, synth and drum machine to generate the kind of lonely lunar satellites that combine the feel of early Asmus Tietchens with classic, spooked bedroom radiophonia and an eerie occult/galactic atmosphere that is somewhere between The Conet Project and Joe Meek’s I Hear A New World. Tracks read like NASA interceptions of punk primitive alien technologies tone-dialling 20th century receptors with squiggles of shortwave, early Industrial wasp soundings, brain-blotting loops and clunky hermetic drones underlining the whole scientific bedroom hobbyist appeal. Unmusical and mind-bendingly crude, this makes for the perfect combination of eccentric analogue experimentation and cold, austere Kluster/Conrad Schnitzler style dead dark space. A great debut, highly recommended.

Oren Ambarchi/Neil Campbell/Michael Flower
Live At Tusk Festival 2013

Tusk No Cat

LP
£13.99


Mind-blowing new trio LP from this one-off grouping, raising the skies with the stream of their music for a raucous performance at Newcastle’s Tusk festival in 2013: of course the tag team of Neil Campbell on electronics and Mick Flower on ragged guitar glory is one that has been responsible for some of the heaviest psychedelic alchemy to come out of the UK as part of the world-beating Vibracathedral Orchestra but the addition of Oren Ambarchi brings almost Nazorani-style thunder to the table, as the trio cut floating electronics and wailing/blasted raga guitar into thudding almost Parson Sound-levels of devotional drone rock. If you dig Baby Grandmothers but your stance is 100% post-Skullflower when it comes to your choice of microdots, then this is the full damage deal, modern holy music in the hands of three masters. Glorious full colour cover art by Karen Constance too, highly recommended!

Panicsville + Prurient
The Rubber Baron

Rococo Records RCC-0038

8"
£6.99


Collaboration from US scuzz/noise units Panicsville and Prurient in an edition of 300 copies on opaque red vinyl.

Patrick Conrad
Gelukkig Als In Het Bijzijn Van Een Vrouw

KRAAK No Cat

LP
£18.99


Unlikely deluxe LP reissue in a hand-numbered run of only 300 copies of what has been described as “one of the very few psychedelic treasures from Belgium”, Patrick Conrad’s stunning 1972 masterpiece: in 1972 Belgian poets Nic van Bruggen and Patrick Conrad founded Pink Poets, a group of mainly artists from Antwerp that “shared a love for quality restaurants and alcohol.” In 1973 Conrad recorded Gelukkig als in het bijzijn van een vrouw with Roland van Campenhout and two session musicians. Originally pressed in a tiny run of only 300 copies, its reputation has become legendary through its combination of weirdo poetry, downer acid folk and full-on Kosmische dreamtone bliss-out.
Conrad reads his poetry through an echo chamber, giving his voice all of the zonked oracular power of a Walter Wegmuller or a Sergius Golowin, who are probably the closest comparisons. The music is amazing, at points touching on totemic downer folk gods such as Bob Desper or Mark Fry covering the soundtrack to Valerie & Her Week Of Wonders with dosed flute, violin and weirdo narration. Then the album totally flips and Conrad takes off on walls of droning F/X that sound like the brainchild of Timothy Leary and Rolf-Ulrich Kaiser as he power-booms his poetry straight down the throat of the void over some blasted wah-wah guitar that feels like it was squoze out of the third eye of Conny Veit. This would’ve sat just *there* alongside Ultra Eczema’s on-going unearthing of counter-cultural Belgium madmanisms and the presentation is stunning, with hand-numbered gatefold sleeves that present extensive liners over pics of opium smokers, an amazing massive fold-out poster and a large 12” booklet. An incredible archival issue, a true one-off that demands to be heard, very highly recommended!

Paul Panhuysen
Pendulum Change Ringing

Edition Telemark 314.03

LP
£18.99


A rare vinyl outing from Dutch sound and visual artist Paul Panhuysen in an edition of 300 copies: Panhuysen is best known for his long string compositions and installations and Pendulum Change Ringing employs twelve engraved Turkish metal platters, each mounted onto a black plastic bin, and placed in a 20 meters long row. The rim of each platter is hit by a metal pendulum operated by a tiny electromotor, with each strike triggering resonant blooms of dissonant overtones that lock in and out of phase to produce complex rhythmic patterns that combine in alternately lush and barbarous combinations and time-staggering signatures. Think Neubauten plays the cosmic eternal music of Terry Riley. Beautifully produced and recommended. Full colour sleeve and full liners too. 

Regler
s/t

8MM 059

LP
£16.99


Edition of only 200 copies, immediately sold out at source, from the killing new duo of Mattin (Billy Bao et al) and Anders ‘Drajan’ Bryngelsson of Brainbombs/No Balls: it makes sense that Mattin would forge an alliance with Brainbombs as outside of Billy Bao they have been responsible for some of the most reprehensibly crude/extreme redux of contemporary rock/roll, reducing three chord punk plukes to ominous monochord minimalism cut with dopey sociophathic teen yucks and presenting the most wretched and degraded form of psych/rock/metal this side of an unholy amalgam of Parson Sound, AC/DC and Merzbow. Here Mattin pushes the whole deal into distorted gridlock with two side long pieces, the first of which uses classic d-beat strategies combined with post-Lou Reed single chord amplifier worship to produce a thrifty wall of pulsating rock noise, crossing the dancing hallucinatory microtones of a Maryanne Amacher with the sludge of primo-Sabbath and the endless ascension style of your favourite Scandinavian drone/metal commune. Wall destroying. Over on the flip the duo apply corrosive ‘dub’ strategies to the same, with large blocks of erased sonics interrupted by occasional accidentals and signifiers of future rock form - the sound of a snare drum, a stray guitar harmonic - that proves silence is not only sexy, it’s noisy as all hell. A massive, brain-erasing set of monomaniacal punk/avant rock violence from two of the loneliest braincells in strategic underground raunch. Highly recommended!

Seven Depressions
Pillar To Post/Mauled By Deer

Heavy Tapes

7"
£4.99


Second limited 7” vinyl release on Heavy Tapes presents two tracks from this new grouping that features noise actionist Damion Romero alongside Shannon Walter from 16 Bitch Pile-Up. First side is an intense duo synth exchange, second is a hallucinatory 16 minute field recording, “both recorded over the course of a getaway weekend in Northern Cali”. Sounds great. Killer full-colour art from Maya Miller, discs on grey/white vinyl.

Skullflower
White Wolf

Cold Spring Records CSR-12S08

one-sided LP
£18.99


Edition of only 100 copies one-sided LP from UK underground legends Skullflower: only ‘officially’ available direct from the label,  White Wolf presents a torrential side-long epic from Matthew Bower and co that takes off where Fushitsusha circa Tokyo Flashback 3 left off, with buzzing armies of transparent guitar oblivions dissolving in endless vectors of fuzz to the point that they generate hallucinatory arcs of classical string elegies, sounding a symphonic threnody w/a distant euphoric metal backbone. Bower’s recent work has been particularly amazing and the combination of classical scale and full in-the-red guitar violence is exceptionally potent here. Limited supply, obviously, comes in a white sleeve with a hand-stamped obi strip. 

Slither/Sixes
Split

Tasty Soil Records No Cat

7"
£4.99


“Released for the recent European tour, limited to 250 copies! SLITHER is black-mold basement reed & electronics scum from Chris Pottinger & Heath Moerland. SIXES is satanic sludge from Oakland, California--creating doom noise from the gates of hell. Art & layout by Chris Pottinger, offset printed.” – TS.

Soft Power
If You Come Around

All Day Breakfast Enterprises No Cat

LP
£10.99


New Australian underground jams from a group that features Joel Stern, Andrew McLellan and Josh Watson of Sky Needle, Greg Boring et al alongside Sophia Brous on vocals: primarily assembled from organic electronics and primitive home-burned dub environs, this is a beautifully puzzling release. Brous’s vocals give it the feel of hallucinatory operatic exotica, with visions of irradiated Yma Sumac transmissions over what sounds like a screwed and chopped Cluster w/a 3am Aphex vibe. Some of the music has the fractured, out-of-time avant pop vibe of Greg Boring but fed through the kinda monoliths of non-musicality of a Conrad Schnitzler while Brous holds impenetrable dialogues with herself and worries over body sounds. File alongside weirdo liminal sides by AC Marias, Dome et al and you might find some kind of succour. On coloured vinyl in lurid 12” disco bag sleeves, a real late night slow burner from members of the Breakdance The Dawn cabal. Recommended. 

The Stumps
Split Fleet Dodge

Palindrome PALP-001

LP
£12.99


"The Stumps are an improvising psych/noise/rock band from Wellington, New Zealand. They have been described as a NZ underground "super-group" by one writer; a "power-trio" by others. Although no-one is completely sure what these terms actually mean, what is certain is that The Stumps bring a wealth of talent and experience, and a certain heavyweight clout, with them to the table. The core lineup of The Stumps features Antony Milton (A.M., Mrtyu!, Nether Dawn, PseudoArcana label, etc), Stephen Clover (seht), and James Kirk (Sandoz Lab Technicians, Gate, Black Boned Angel, etc). The band also regularly collaborates with other improvising musicians; on Split Fleet Dodge the trio team up on one side of the LP with Campbell Kneale (Birchville Cat Motel, Black Boned Angel) on keyboards and electronics. The Stumps have played extensively in New Zealand, including support for the Grey Daturas; two brief tours in Australia have been very well received, and plans for tours of Europe and the USA are underway. The Stumps also performed recently at the 2006 Lines of Flight festival in Dunedin, New Zealand, alongside the likes of Gate, A Handful of Dust, Omit, Birchville Cat Motel, Eso Steel and Lovely Midget. A CD release on Last Visible Dog records is also scheduled for early-2007." - Palindrome.

Various Artists
Bosporus Bridges: A Wide Selection Of Turkish Jazz & Funk

Twimo Records No Cat

LP
£16.99


Classy looking underground comp of some of the best and most psychedelic of the heroic era of Turkish psych/funk/jazz and weirdo: taking off with classic tracks from the always-amazing Erkin Koray, Bosporus Bridges compiles killer rarities from Emin Findikoglu, Mustafa Ozkent Ve Orkestrasi, Erkut Tackin, Fikret Kizilok, Aksu Orkestrasi, Ferdi Ozbegen, Erol Pekcan, Okay Temiz, Erol Pekcan Orkestrasi and Durul Gence 10. Limited supply!

Wolf Vostell
Concert Fluxus: Sara-Jevo

Tochnit Aleph #25508

LP
£18.99


Amazing edition of 450 copies LP that documents Vostell’s notorious Fluxus Concert that took place in Spain in 1994: Vostell was a sculptor, painter, happenings artist and noise musician and together with Nam June Paik and George Maciunas he organised the Festum Fluxorum festival in Wiesbaden, Germany, generally agreed to be the birthplace of Fluxus. This is a major collection of historically potent noise, action and free form ritual, with Vostell using electronics, tapes and ‘actions’, Nancy Bellow on soprano vocals and Mercedes Guardado on ximbomba. It’s a torrential performance, with high operatic vocals and pulsing tapes/electronics ala Faust/Are You Experienced?. Imagine a more ‘orchestral’ No-Neck Blues Band with violent, smashing percussion  and the kinda high vox of Pierrot Lunaire’s amazing Gudrun LP complete with a non-stop phasing/juddering in and out of reality electro-field and you are somewhere close to the appeal of this high energy amalgam of Kraut energy, free form freak and high operatic noise. Absolutely amazing and very highly recommended!

Agathocles/Sissy Spacek
Split

Ultra Eczema #77

7”
£5.99


“About 15 years too late! Finally out. This is the first 7" in a yearlong monthly series of limited 7"s that will really be all over the place. Anything goes: from the acid of Pierre Elitair to the mincecore of Agathocles or a prank by Frieder Butzmann! This first one could actually be an LP! As usual with noisecore, grind or mince, this one has more tracks on it than 5 LPs together! 10 songs by each band, Agathocles drills holes in your skull and pours in a cocktail of ass-grinding diarrhea recorded on a rehearsal right before their Mexican tour! This is no fancy pants studio recordings but the raw tapedeck deal, muffled grunts and painful fastness. On the flip side Sissy Spacek (aka John Wiese) takes it away with some Gerogerigegege styled noisecore shaving off your nose and eyelashes, feels like the recording is actually sitting in a giant amp!!!!! A brutal slap of preparé right there! Comes in a fold open cover design by Debby Tyfus with lyrics etc. Limited to 300 copies.” – DT.

Black Pus
Down Down Da Drain

Skulltones SKT-009

7”
£6.99


Limited single of raucous free-pop squall from this solo project of Brian Chippendale of Lightning Bolt. “Brian Chippendale replaces the riffs of Lightning Bolt with fried electronics, reeds, and gleeful vocals in the rhythmic pounding pop of the summer on this solo single. This is a split release with the Corleone Record Group of Rhode Island, and strays from the normal Skulltones aesthetic featuring 9 color silkscreen blooming toilet artwork done by the artist himself.” – ST.

Byron Coley
Dating Tips For Touring Bands

Hot Cars Warp Records #16

LP
£10.99


First ever spoken word LP from music crit at large Byron Coley: Coley is best known for his writing in Forced Exposure and his world-defining/post-Meltzer gonzo review style, a style that reached its apotheosis in his pithy Wire singles column. Here he reads a series of poems on Side A, some you might have read before, some that are new, and that run the gamut of dick jokes, Beefheart worship, Jack Rose, porno, beer, Black Flag, modern American politics and a ton of viscera. Side B is dedicated to a reading from an up-coming novel entitled Dominoes all about curing skunked beer w/teenage knuckleheads. Silkscreened cover art by Savage Pencil, produced by Dan Ireton, released on Chris Corsano’s own Hot Cars Warp imprint. 

Chris Corsano & Bill Orcutt
The Raw And The Cooked

Palilalia PAL-011

LP
£14.99


ONE OF VOLCANIC TONGUE'S RECORDS OF THE YEAR 2013!

Much-anticipated private press duo set from guitarist Bill Orcutt and drummer Chris Corsano: Corsano has made no secret of his total fucking awe at the kinda jaw-dropping breakthroughs in the logistics of time and space made by drummer Adris Hoyos in the few short years that she ruled the planet in Harry Pussy so it was pretty much a given that when Orcutt got back to string wrestling that Corsano was gonna be shooting for the drum stool. And what a hook-up. This is the closest to the full-bore Harry Pussy sound that Orcutt has come since reactivating, with that wild hiccupping style where it feels like the pair are just riding waves of buckling electricity. Corsano’s playing isn’t quite as, uh, blunt as Hoyos and there’s a fluidity to his pugilism that allows Orcutt to get a little slippy, exchanging well-oiled power chord blats with fast zig-zagging runs. And it’s not all breakneck speed-of-thought exchange either, there are long sections of tactile low level tension and some blues moaning from Orcutt that would spook Guitar Roberts. Edition of 500 copies in a cool gatefold sleeve with a snap of our heroes in full flight, immediately sold out at source, very highly recommended!

Cotton Museum
Creature/CD Art Set Volume 1

Tasty Soil Records No Cat

CD/Creature
£8.99


First in a series of 'creature' releases from Tasty Soil, this set bundles a primitive live jam from Cotton Museum (who released a recent split LP with Thurston Moore) with a large plastic creature head, hand-cut, drawn and assembled by Chris Pottinger. Totally inspired packaging, this one would look great hanging on yr wall or nailed to your stereo.

Eleh
Homage

Taiga #25

3xLP Box Set
£49.99


ONE OF VOLCANIC TONGUE'S RECORDS OF THE YEAR 2013!

Deluxe box set that bundles three ‘wave form homages’ from contemporary minimalists Eleh: originally released between 2008-2012 Homage To The Square Wave, Homage To The Sine Wave and Homage To The Pointed Wave Forms represent the apex of eternal music stylings, with pure wave tones cut to vinyl that are capable of extreme subliminal power. Here all three sets are restored to massively heavy and pristinely mastered 200g vinyl and the sonics are fairly incredible, indeed playing these discs back-to-back on a good turntable is the closest I’ve personally come to that mythic scenario of Blue Cheer killing a dog with the sound of their PA. It’s not that the tones are massively loud or aggressive but they are truly invasive, moving from synapse-splitting phantom high end to bowel-churning bass sonorities, sounds that are intensely physical and yet seem to have little palpable aural ‘existence’. Closest comparison might be Maryanne Amacher’s third ear soundings, LaMonte’s Dream House Music, the metal minimalism of Blue Cheer, Sunn O))) and Melvins taken to an hallucinatory extreme but truly this music is an ‘experience’ like no other. Packaged in a beautiful heavy satin-coated slipcase with spot varnish printing, each LP comes in an individual silkscreened jacket. Hand-numbered edition of 800 copies, instantly sold out at source, very highly recommended, make your move!

Expo '70
Inaudible Bicoastal Trajectory

Aguirre Records Zorn-11

LP
£16.99


LP from Expo 70 comes in an edition of 400 copies on 160g vinyl and presents two side-long pieces, one recorded live in New York as a soundtrack to the film Fantastic Planet, the other a live set from KJFC in California. Expo 70 have the gothic ritual drama of early Popol Vuh nailed, with high keyboard masses looming over endless serpentine guitar leads with a black monolithic drone that sucks everything into its all-devouring gravity. And when the deep heartbeat pulse kicks in on the first side it feels like your whole body is vibrating with the kind of organic electronic minimalism more commonly associated with Eliane Radigue. The second side is even better, with a Charalambides hymning the first rays of the sun feel that generates an intense slow-motion euphoria.

Family Portrait
s/t

Underwater Peoples Records UPLP-006

LP
£8.99


"Ridgewood, New Jersey native Evan Brody created Family Portrait in the spring of 2009. Produced with best friend Julian Lynch, mixed by Sam Franklin (Big Troubles, Fluffy Lumbers) and recorded at the Brody family home, the first Family Portrait LP is intricate, intimate and lingering pop music.The album features cameos from La Big Vic front-woman Emilie Friedlander on violin and back up vocals and Jackson Pollis (Dream Band, MisShapes) on drums. Underwater Peoples is proud to be releasing such a personal, yet wholly communal endeavor." - UPR.

Family Underground
Riven

Not Not Fun NNF-085

LP
£10.99


Album from Denmark's Family Underground with two side-long tracks that generate massive, flashing black-hole drones that are as deep as swimming pool eyes. Comes in a deluxe art sleeve.

Je Suis Le Petit Chevalier
L’Enfant Sauvage

Aguirre Records Zorn-21

LP
£16.99


Edition of 300 copies LP from this French solo female psych unit that provides working cover for Felicia Atkinson: Atkinson makes feral/spectral vocal/drone music inspired by her ‘night visions’ and L’Enfant Sauvage is a somnambulant reverie with wraiths of breath and eviscerated vocalese blooming in great tidal overtones as all sorts of drone spectra rise and fall in the background like huge phantom lungs. There’s some of the psychedelic/choral aspects of Grouper, the vertical ascension style of Double Leopards/Black Quarter/Hototogisu et al, even an odd kind of baroque/Industrial feel that is partways between Organum and Nijiumu, with the soaring vocal tones and sustained smears of hovering sound being slowly torn apart by tectonic noise and eternally peaking in-the-red tones. An intensely psychedelic trip across two side long levitations. One to watch for sure – recommended!

Kuwayama-Kijima with Carter Thornton
Shrine

Conduit Creations CC-007

LP + CD
£16.99


Beautifully packaged post-midnight summit featuring Carter Thornton of Enos Slaughter, IZITITIZ et al in the company of zoned Japanese improvising duo Kuwayama-Kijima. Recorded in a vast Shinto shrine, the trio utilise acoustic guitars, cellos, violins, sticks, leaves, rocks and toys in a highly-charged improvisatory seance that feels fully populated by revenant spirits and trails of the long-dead. At points Thornton's guitar playing sounds like an extremely fractured take on American Primitive modes, at others Christina Carter at her most restless, while the whole huge spatial geometry of the group sound conjures up huge orchestras of revolving wooden insects. "I'd heard stories about Kuwayama and was told to get in touch with him when I got to Japan. I heard things about him running from black caves full of bats and clapping his hands in dark tunnels full of sleeping homeless people to make sure the acoustics were just right. Chased by old men and security guards. Setting up recording sessions under giant horse statues and being afraid of ghosts… soon we were breaking into a vast Shinto shrine at 1AM, moving barricades to drive in the van with the recording equipment. As we walked through the enormous shrine gate Ma-Mi warned me in a hushed voice that we were entering the world of the spirits. We walked down a long gravel path under a tunnel canopy of trees with occasional circles of light on the path breaking up the hot humid Japanese dark. I made jokes while they set up the equipment until Kuwayama tersely turned to me and said ‘It has started'." All in all a pretty mind-blowing package, very beautiful and highly recommended.

Le Quatuor De Jazz Libre Du Quebec
1973

TNZR 051

LP
£16.99


Historically potent unearthing of this amazing underground free jazz ensemble, reputedly Quebec’s first free improvising group. These guys had a very obscure LP on London in 1969 but this later set blows even that out of the water, recorded at Radio Canada’s Studio 13 on 13th May 1973. Consisting of Jean Prefontaine on tenor saxophone and flute, Yves Charbonneau on pocket trumpet, Jean-Guy Poirier on drums and Yves Bouliane on double bass, the group were also involved in radical politics and contemporary avant garde art, at one point purchasing some land with the intention of establishing an artists’ commune. The music is simply phenomenal, played with the kind of otherworldly energy of the original Albert Ayler Trio, with the brass scraping the goddamn ceiling while bass and drums hook up with alla the ferocity of Han Bennink and Maarten Altena on Marion Brown’s wild Porto Novo side. Some of the more spacious pieces have the ghostly orchestral aspect of Bill Dixon’s compositions cut with a feel for genuinely radical sonics and mournful testifying brass w/long breathy tones punctuated by martial explosions of percussion. Indeed, this is up there with Eremite’s amazing Aboriginal Music Society box set in terms of uncovering major lost fire music ensembles. Fans of New York Eye & Ear Control, Duo Exchange, Babi, Sonny’s Time Now et al *need* a copy of this in their collection. 180g vinyl. Phenomenal and very highly recommended!

 

Oyauchi-Deku Duo
Now’s The Time?

Armageddon Nova AN-R1

LP
£16.99


ONE OF VOLCANIC TONGUE'S RECORDS OF THE YEAR 2013!

Staggering edition of 250 copies 180g vinyl debut for this legendary Japanese underground free jazz duo, incredibly their first ever official studio recording: we have been working on this release for a while and are super excited to finally launch it. Partnered with Armageddon we’re the exclusive source for this major unearthing outside of Japan. Aishi Oyauchi is a radical alto saxophonist in the tradition of Kaoru Abe and who hails from the same first generation of Japanese free improvisers while Deku is a bassist who comes out of the whole Motoharu Yoshizawa school of radical free improvisation and rigorous sound art and was a student of legendary percussionist Masahiko Togashi. Due to having little interest in documenting their thought the duo have remained unrecorded despite both players being in their 60s and playing out for several decades so this is the first recorded evidence of the kind of ferocious invention these two are capable of and that has attracted regular collaborators to them over the years like PSF recording artist and folk-sprit Kan Mikami and drummer Sabu Toyozumi (who the duo are reconnecting with for a special record launch show in Japan).
This is a studio recording and it is diamond-sharp, allowing you to get all the way inside the players’ uniquely psychedelic and subtly brain-bombing style. Deku really gets into the grain of the strings, drawing thick black overtones and droning harmonics out of cold, silent space. Oyauchi plays soft, breathy tattoos, touching on aspects of Bill Dixon or Donald Ayler before breaking into phantom testifying and odd folk/traditional fragments that would reconcile the screaming, high/lonesome style of the late Kaoru Abe with the love cry of Albert Ayler and the mutant jazz feel of Moondog complete with choruses of small singing bells.
And it’s not all reed torture; there are long sections of soft, intimate exchange that recall the romantic midnight reveries of Frank Lowe and Phillip Wilson’s Out Of Nowhere side and high-wire sections of tense negotiation and silence carving that could almost pass for a post-PSF small-group take on the universal music of the Celestrial Communication Orchestra. Indeed, there’s a genuine ‘out of nowhere’ feel to much of this stunning session, with an advanced approach to form that fully internalises the radical leaps that thinkers like Togashi, Abe, Yoshizawa, Toyozumi and Masayuki Takayanagi made while incorporating moments of extended textural exegesis and an expressive use of stasis and silence that makes most ‘lower case’ improvisers sound like furniture polishers.
This is a signal side, a key missing part of the whole Japanese free music underground finally restored and an amazing document of two players from the furthest margins of the scene who have worked a very particular vision of the potential of free music in a comparative personal and cultural vacuum. We’re proud as hell to be a part of bringing this gorgeous release to light, presented on massively heavy 180g vinyl, 250 copies only and “recorded on 100% full analog”. Not for digital consumption, this is the archival free jazz/Japanese underground release of the year. File it alongside Paul Flaherty, Loren Connors, Jandek, Kaoru Abe and Motoharu Yoshizawa in the section of your record collection reserved for solitary mavericks. Highest possible recommendation!

Rick Myers/Matt Krefting
Three Days

Gladtree Press No Cat

chapbook
£3.99


Collaborative art project between Rick Myers and Matt Krefting of Son Of Earth/Believers/Duck et al. "Wunderkind production, created in a whirlwind of laboratory activity in early September, '06. Material is object, as our two experimental scientists submit paper to a number of inventive processes: steaming, crushing, inking, tearing, wetting, etc. The results are here collected in a series of beautiful digital prints that are immediate and yet obscure, good for a breezy stroll or intensive investigation alike. 8 pages, 5x6.75in, w/ hand-sewn binding. edition of 300." - GP.

Sapat
Halcyon Daze, Mystikal Stupors/Krackhausblooze

Black Velvet Fuckere

7"
£5.99


"Imagine if the Edgar Broughton Band spent their formative years in a crack house on the bayou swamping out the rock in desperate need of a shot of penicillin. Now exit that doorpass and enter again: peak to peak of Mainliner, Psychosexual RnB, Eric Dolphy-Gagaku, William S. Burroughs ghost writing a straight line diatribe for a vertiginous Howlin Wolf and Tony Joe Whites wah bleaching on the beach with a Sassquatch. While Sapat's forthcoming LP/CD on Siltbreeze is a bong shot of dusty sunlight vitamin C enveloper rays, this 7" single is a quarantined crater of wasabi soup strainer knock your dick in the dirt dixie raunch. Spins at 33rpm and clocks in at nearly 15 minutes! Members of various Kentucky head units: Valley of Ashes, Virgin Eye Blood Brothers, Phantom Family Halo, Dead Child, Son of Earth and Kark." - Black Velvet Fuckere.

Spine Scavenger
Weighted Ghost

Cylindrical Habitat Modules #43

LP
£12.99


Deluxe vinyl reissue of what was originally a limited release on Hanson: Spine Scavenger is cover for the solo experiments of Aaron Dilloway, with malevolent looms of repeating synth giving birth to weird ectoplasmic melodies and a jelly-thick air of pure analogue menace. Weighted Ghost presents a series of minimal, rhythmic, violent drone and pulse work, with massively fat bass tones repeated to the point of infinity while great beams of criss-crossing sirens generate hallucinatory matrices of repeat-melody. Parallels for this kind of intense overloaded approach to minimalism are few but the set touches on aspects of Folke Rabe’s 1968 classic What??, the bodily invasive ‘third ear’ sounding of Maryanne Amacher and Coil’s Time Machines. Fully re-mastered for vinyl, the LP sounds amazing, and is pressed in an edition of 500 copies in beautiful silkscreened sleeves. Highly recommended!

Sticky Foster & Neil Campbell
live at RRRecords / long distance moan

Alt Vinyl av002

8" Lathe
£6.99


Duo punk magic from these two UK underground stalwarts central to the whole Vibracathedral Orchestra/A-Band axis. Uncut 8" lathe in an edition of 150 hand-numbered copies, part of Alt Vinyl's new lathe-only series. Featuring John Olson (Wolf Eyes) as MC on side 1.

Terror Of The Deep
Death Of The Gideon

Selection Records SR-011

12” EP
£13.99


Debut vinyl from this unbeatable contemporary New Zealand underground unit in an edition of 300 copies: recorded in Wellington in 2011, Death Of The Gideon combines the kind of euphoric Sixties pop moves of The Chills and Able Tasmans with organ-driven garage moods and a weirdo/geeky pop style that should appeal to anyone who has ever wept over The June Brides. Throw in a hint of The Velvets circa “Ocean” and some irresistible pop hooks complete with ginchy three note guitar solos and it’s enough to make you swear off power electronics for life. Highly recommended!

The Jasons
Live On Fryday The 13th

Tovinator Records #7

one-sided LP
£12.99


"Another PE PAUL/GSPOT specialty. This is Tovah Olson= synth, tapes, can/Haunted Dan (Haunted Castle, Uneven Universe) = electronics / & PE PAUL on ?????? Screams, strangeness, raw house party Michigan ambiance. Recorded in the dark over the summer on Friday the 13th. Tovah got busted cause she wore a Freddy K shirt with a Jason mask...what a clash! Hear the air frizzle & fry with buzzing electronics while Paul screams and gags for some reason or another. One-sided black vinyl LP with handpainted art by the TOVINATER herself. Edition of 90." - John Olson.

The Julie Mittens
April/June

Rococo Records RCC-0021

LP
£12.99


Debut vinyl release from this amazing European power trio who surf the post-Fushitsusha spaceways with massively expansive psychedelic guitar instrumentals that wring blood from epically sustained single note voltage, scattershot, martial drums and brain-thudding bass guitar. This particular instalment is a little more 'stately' than the previous self-released CDs, with Aart-Jan's electric guitar a little closer to the kind of post-Beefheart/Twin Infinitives logic of Keiji Haino's playing circa Allegorical Misunderstanding. Bass and drums work precise architectural shapes around the wailing six string, giving each improvised track the feel of a precisely conceived instant and the record is designed for you to be able to drop the needle anywhere and watch the river flow. Four tracks in all. Recommended.

Various Artists
A Short Life Of Trouble: Popular American ballads 1927-1943

Mississippi Records MRP-036

LP
£14.99


Massive side of lost Americana dedicated to the high lonesome sound of sufferin ballads, brokedown blues and melancholy paeans to the pull of oblivion that has a heady Harry Smith/Anthology feel that’s down to the inspired associate logic with which its compiled: stellar tracks from Arthur Smith Trio, B.F. Shelton, The Carter Family (their classic, lugubrious “Will You Miss Me When I’m Gone?”), John Hurt, Emry Arthur, Jimmie Tarlton, Shortbuckle Roar & Family, Clarence Ashley, The Cackle Sisters, Buell Kazee, Moses Mason and Bascom Lamar Lunsford. A fantastic set and a timely reminder of the weird lunar appeal of the most lonesome American folk music. Highly recommended.

Yura Yura Teikoku
Soft Death/It Was A Robot

Mesh-Key/Mesh-Key MKY-017/MKY-017

12"
£8.99


12" EP of heavy martial psychedelic rock from these Japanese stadium-floaters and Tokyo Flashback stars, produced and remixed by You Ishihara of Stars/White Heaven et al. A-side is a long remix of "Soft Death", b-side features instrumental remix and "It Was A Robot".

Nice Face
Thing In My Head

Sacred Bones Records SBR-007

7”
£4.99


Two track single from this one-man fuzz guitar and beatbox unit with an approach to the mystery zone that is as beguiling as associated loners like Blank Dogs while cutting up the whole post-GBV/Siltbreeze crude pop song aesthetic with some satisfyingly ragged bursts of lead guitar.

Tim Coster
Gemini

Bunland Records BLR-14

Cassette
£8.99


Edition of only 50 copies cassette from this Melbourne-based tone scientist and big VT fave: a whole other world of lonely synth hymnals that touch on the distant emotional appeal of Ian Middleton and Andrew Chalk while taking repetitive angel tones into the realms of Charlemagne Palestine’s strumming music. Aspects of a more ‘kosmische’ Mirror give way to heavenly 3am early Aphex-style translucent ambient with a weirdo hazy kick drum and a hazy, slow-motion atmosphere. Hermetic bedroom hypnotics at the apex of high. Highly recommended!