Volcanic Tongue Catalogue

Acid Mothers Temple & The Melting Paraiso UFO
Power House Of Holy

Acid Mothers Temple AMTCD-019

CD
£4.99


Limited official tour CD to coincide with AMT's 2006 US tour with the line-up of Tsuyama Atsushi, Higashi Hiroshi, Hajime Koizumi and Makoto Kawabata. Absolutely raging, malevolent take on "Dark Stars In The Dazzling Sky" aka "Dark Star Blues" followed by a long, tripped out technicolour daze through their elegiac signature tune, "Pink Lady Lemonade". Recorded at Spaceland, Los Angeles 6 June 2004 and Guildhall, Gloucester on 30th October 2004. Fold-out poster sleeve with nice Tsuyama mooning Zeppelin cover art pic.

Acid Mothers Temple & The Melting Paraiso UFO
Troubadours From Another Heavenly World

Eclipse

2xLP
£16.99


Beautiful gatefold double LP edition of the AMT’s third PSF release. Another monster, fantastically extended barbed iron jams and candyfloss atmospherics, features two whole sides of “Acid Heart Mother”. A suitably epic re-staging.

Anne Heller
Fountain Of Annilhilation

Crunchy Food No Cat

LP
£10.99


“This is a very harrowing, very out record. The title track covers all of side one, and it is a heaving, heavily-effected monolith of sound, which as the needle draws closer to the inherent black hole of the record, seems to pulverize all the sounds and grooves and then shoot them back out at you as tiny sonic shrapnel. Side two is broken up into more readily digestible pieces, an d showcases Ms. Hellers ability to coax sounds out of clarinet, guitar, theremin, keyboard, castanets, and tapes, all to varying degrees of effect. A track like Vestigial Digit features some low-in-the-mix guitar laid under a wigged and sinister keyboard quiver. Phosphene Damage on a Primal Wave harkens back to the tapestry of side one. The tape insects of the last piece let you down and show you the door back out to the silence.” - Luna Kafe.

Avarus
4

Ikuisuus No Cat

LP
£8.99


New album from this Finnish behemoth after a prolonged period of silence. 4 presents three long studio creations that combine the fractured logic of the Faust Tapes with heavy, bass-driven dirges and Silence/Ohr/Pilz-style psychedelic punk strategies. Everything is nailed into place by the nod-out rhythm section, providing an anchor for some way out orbits of electronics, guitar, communal percussion and hypnotic tape edits. Full colour cover.

Axolotl/Yellow Swans/Gerritt
s/t

Root Strata RS-25

LP
£8.99


“Originally released in 2005 as a limited edition CD-R on Yellow Swans' JYRK label, this three-way collab now gets a proper run on wax. Recorded in Oakland at the Huffin House before the Swans made the retreat back to Portland. Despite the weight of these players when they rock alone, this jam really never gets into full on white out territory. Instead, it's loaded to the brim with wavy neon distortion and soothing low end that occasional drops out into huge washes of emptiness. The opening passage of GMS guitar flecks sympathizing with Karl's string wash is alone worth the price of admission. Red vinyl with lime green splatter.” – RS. Cover art by Liz Harris (Grouper)

Bardo Pond
Looking For Another Place

Fire Records FIRELP340

12”
£6.99


Inspired limited ‘RSD only’ release that presents a double-header from USA psych monsters Bardo Pond: here the group tackle two side-long behemoths of extended form, covering close spiritual/aesthetic kin with the kind of brain-bombing élan that says Endless more profoundly than anything this side of the Dream House. The A side is an amazing take on The Velvet Underground’s chord soloing classic, “Ride Into The Sun”, with fluttering FX work handing you your ass on a plate while the group build to a new apex of slow peaking ecstasy. Over on the flip they tackle Brian Eno’s’ “Here Come The Warm Jets” in classic dosed pop style. A timely reminder that Bardo Pond remain the kings of contemporary fuzz.

Bill Nace
Too Dead For Dreaming

8MM 039

one-sided LP
£8.99


Edition of only 200 copies hand-numbered LP, the vinyl debut for Bill Nace’s (Body/Head/Northampton Wools/Blood Stereo/Vampire Belt et al) extended solo guitar experiments. Nace uses various preparations and plays the guitar on his lap, building from clanging blues-infected single-string squeal through sanctified feedback and hovering tones before sounding doomy percussive bells and taking off into all-out guitar splurge. Aspects of Too Dead For Dreaming seem too reflect on some of Heather Leigh’s earlier pedal string work, an area ripe for further exploration.

Bleaks
Haste, Error

Wodger #2

LP
£2.99


New nicely assembled private press LP on Chicago avant/out group Christmas Decorations’ own imprint with letterpressed sleeves in an edition of 200 copies. Bleaks is a trio that features Kyle Bruckmann on knobs, wires, tubes, reeds, metals, drum, Jeremy Lemos on knobs, wire and strings and Steve Silverstein on knobs, wires and strings. The sound combines Industrial electronics, bent currents of a-musical circuitry, static, fuzzy drones and the kind of ominous, improvised weight of Music Elettronica Viva. Too ‘out’ for improv, too clinical and ‘composed’ for noise, too crude for avant garde, another excellent release from this great micro-label.

Carlos Giffoni & Lasse Marhaug
Lesbian Brunch

Archive #29

CD
£3.99


Limited edition of 500 copies of a duo studio session between Monotract/No Fun electro-yob Carlos Giffoni and Lasse Marhaug of Jazzkammer/Nash Kontrol et al. Fuzzy, intensely-compacted blocks of noise give way to pounding Industrial electro rhythms and fireflies of cracked electrics in a way that is satisfyingly stupe. Packaged in the usual classy fold-out full-colour Archive art sleeves.

Cotton Museum
No Face In The Bog

Qbico #78

LP
£6.99


Part of Qbico’s latest run dedicated to the various visions of Chris Pottinger, Cotton Museum’s No Face In The Bog reissues their Creature CD-R that came out on Tasty Soil, an unreleased track from 2007, one side of a tour cassette released on Fag Tapes and a loop that was broadcast for 8 months straight across a pirated radio frequency. On white vinyl.

Dale Berning
The Horse Stories

Bo'Weavil Recordings Weavil-07

LP
£3.99


Latest on Bo'Weavil, the label that brought you high-quality reissues of sides by Shirley Collins, Richard Bishop and James Blackshaw is Dale Berning's The Horse Stories, a soundtrack to a film by Hiraki Sawa, commissioned by the Hayward Gallery and Bloomberg London, for Waterloo Sunset, the Dan Graham Pavilion at the Hayward in November 2004. Dominated by slow, melancholic piano runs, the music has the feeling of a long-abandoned doll's house, with the muzz of chimes, water dripping from taps, the march of wind-up clocks and the sound of manipulated record players all conspiring to birth an atmosphere heavy with the feel of sad nostalgia. Hand-numbered edition of 500 in textured sleeves.

Dead Wafer
Ass Wipe

Maim & Disfigure #33

Cassette
£1.99


Solo comedown electro-tone/percussion/silence from Shane of Lambsbread, revealing a similar sci-fi Zen mindset to Joji Yuasa's tape work. Classic home-taped avant garde brainpower. Edition of 40 copies: "the sound of waking up at 7 am with your head literally feeling murdered from too much weed the night before.... so mellow its tense or so tense its mellow?... moves extremely slow, lots of silence, unidentifiable sounds coming out of nowhere, real oppressive in its total non-oppressiveness.... puts you 'in the zone' instantly..."

Endless Boogie
Focus Level

No Quarter NOQ-013

2xLP
£24.99


First remotely ‘available’ evidence of this fantastic grunting US boogie rock monolith led by legendary private/psych dealer Paul Major and featuring Chris Gray from Double Leopards on drums and Matt Sweeney on guest licks. The sound has roots deep in Southern rock, early ZZ Top, AC/DC, Skynyrd et al with shots of Canned Heat, John Lee Hooker, Tetuzi Akiyama etc given a deliriously primitive shakedown and extended to infinity via endless repeat-riffing that is minimalist and psychedelic in intent. Major also contributes some barely decipherable wild man ughs and rasping monologues but it’s the brainless-to-the-point-of-Zen keep-on-keeping-on guitar licks that are insanely addictive. Highly recommended. LP looks great in heavy tip-on gatefold sleeve and with free MP3 download.

Excepter
Late

Woodsist 046

12” EP
£4.99


Wonked digital psych from NY’s Excepter, featuring ex-members of NNCK, with a slab of vinyl that plays from the label out: “The 23rd Excepter record: The Late EP. The Black Rust Rush Tour of "High Noon" lore. One track recorded at Oberlin Dionysus Disco, Fall 2009, in I-94 palindrome dub by R/N. One track recorded at 382 Jeff Street by Lala with the TR-808. 2009-2010 edit. Two tracks live on "Presidence Day" at the Glass Lands, February 16th, 2010, by Derek Maxwell, sound engineer. The Late EP returns Excepter to Woodsist. All four tracks are previously unreleased. The Tank Tapes are included as a complimentary bonus digital download with the record. Excepter is New York City's premiere improvisatory, vocal-and-electronics cosmic beat-box band. Whether on stage, on record or on video, Excepter never gives the expected, and this is no exception...” – Woodsist.

Extrafoxx
Pierre Le Rat

Alberts Basement AB-49

Cassette
£1.99


Reissue of this Brisbane group’s 2010 CD on Unique Beautiful Flowers, presented by Alberts Basement, the label run by Michael from Mad Nanna: Extrafoxx play odd, simple two chord fuzz garage pop with deadpan vocals and some stomping ostrich guitar/Lou Reed-isms. The effect is pretty mesmerising, with a level of poignancy and feeling that totally belies its construction. 

Franz Mon
Stimmen Lauter Stimmen

Tochnit Aleph TA-117

LP
£8.99


Edition of 400 copies collection of early concrete phonetic poems from Franz Mon: Mon (b.1926) was a pioneer in the field of concrete, visual and phonetic poetry and this LP collects some of his early concrete phonetic poems recorded 1962-64 as well as the radio-play 'Ich bin der ich bin die' from 1971. Mon’s focus is on particular mutation of words and text, as well as sudden jump-cuts to parallel epiglottal realities and the results are frequently disturbing and reality-undermining, with aspects of Basil Kirchin’s slowed-down human speech and documentation of autism alongside almost NWW-style nightmare drones and modulated industrial space. His use of acoustic palindromes, run backwards and ‘mirror-symmetrically’ joined, is uniquely brain-rearranging while his radio play work transforms body sounds into eerie choral ascensions. A fascinating side from TA. 

Heavy Seals
Jazz Bust

Troniks TRO-198

CD
£1.99


Trashed electronic improvisations that are as squelchy as your average jazz journalist’s egg-soft brain from the duo of John Wiese (Sissy Spacek) and Brace Paine (Die Monitr Bats/The Gossip). Harsh fusillades of metal-on-metal give way to more evocatively charged deep-field hallucinations and some pun-as-fuck industrial pile-ups. 11 tracks in seven minutes, six panel colour artwork in jewel case.

Hollywood Squaretet
Tet-Offensive

Gulcher GULCH-603

CD
£1.99


Wild trio free jazz moves from a group that includes a slew of players from alla the wrong sides of the tracks, including bassist/saxophonist Todd Homer one-time member of legendary wiseass pro-teen punks The Angry Samoans (best loved for their Rodney Bingenheimer ‘tribute’ “Get Off The Air You Fucking Square”). Something about the abstract groove-based momentum and roaring reed work here reminds most of Brötzmann’s Die Like A Dog trio work but there’s a whole lot of beat/punk flash to this unit that seems more situated in Cleveland-style avant-garage scorch, especially when drummer Larry Copcar (ex-Bougalieu!) starts into his hard-boiled monologues, where he sounds like Brian Hudson during his volatile tenure with The Styrenes. Recommended.

Jeff Eubank
A Street Called Straight

Drag City DR-11

LP
£6.99


Long-term VT readers might recall that we scored a bunch of original sealed copies of this 1983 private press singer-songwriter LP from Kansas City back in the day – now Drag City, in association with Yoga Records, have reissued it on vinyl. I’ve seen it described as 'yacht rock' but it's nowhere near as swanky or smugly MOR as that painful epithet might suggest. The feel is kinda post-Crosby, Stills & Nash with touches of late-period Tim Buckley and a production style that's straight outta the same bag that birthed Lou Reed's great Blue Mask (recorded the year before). There are some weird effects, sped-up tape, synth and outer space lyrics and the songwriting gets pretty extended, especially on the last track on side one, "Kamikaze Pilot". Cover has some cool fucked-up Dali/Klaus Schulze-style art fantasy, tho Jeff does look a little like David Cassidy on the back, so don't flip it. Might be too sedate a place for some but this far into the game *anything* that fell off the map during the 'classic' rock era sounds good to me.

Kissing Spell
Los Pajaros

Essex #1001

LP
£14.99


Limited to 500 copies and long out of print reissue of this classic of South American psych, 1970’s Los Parajos. Higher minded blissful dream-pop, hazy psych and an incredible atmosphere. Rare and recommended. 

KMVSNI/Usurper
Split

Giant Tank Gtnk-011

CD-R
£0.99


"West Coast noise kingpins Kylie Minoise and Nackt Insecten smack seven shades of real-out shit out of each other over first two tracks. victor's prize= The Throne Of Glasgow! meanwhile: Usurper luddite twins get more abrasive than usual with thundering lips and paws full o' fuzz. flipside artworks by Sanachan and Duff." Giant Tank

Kommissar Hjuler/Mama Baer/Ninni Morgia/Silvia Kastel
Live In Edinburgh

Ricerca Sonora RS-4

LP
£6.99


It’s no secret that at VT we dug the hell out of the live hook-up between German art terrorists Kommissar Hjuler and Mama Baer and Italian actionists Ninni Morgia and Silvia Kastel when they blazed a trail across the UK back in 2011. Well, here’s another document from that amazing run of shows and it’s a doozy. Live In Edinburgh comes over like an unreleased Industrial ritual brainstormed by Lisa Suckdog, with a wild exuberant atmosphere and plenty of cracked vocal disobedience. Mama takes the lead here, mis-remembering and variously dismembering pop and rock effluvia, joined by Kastel and Kommissar at points, the latter of whom barks comments and instructions via a microphone attached to a cheap keyboard. The music is feral free improvisation w/nada in terms of sophistication, just tearing guts and circuitry from various electronics while massed vocals build to peaks of mutual hysteria. Exuberant, funny, challenging and curiously life-affirming, this is another blat of whu from a buncha thinkers who don’t. Edition of only 180 copies, highly recommended!

Lambsbread
Could You Be Loved?

Olde English Spelling Bee #23

LP
£4.99


Very limited 2008 LP from the legendary/notorious Lambsbread, hand-numbered run of only 200 copies with paste-on sleeves. This one bundles two side-long blow-outs, with the first exploding from the gate in a classy destructo/psych mode with lighting strikes of single note ecstasy and spurts of flashy, boogie guitar that sound most like High Rise’s monstrous 2 LP or even early Musica Transonic. The second side is even more deformed, with a murky glue-damaged amorphous jam eventually cohering into a kinda ginchy Trux-style take on the end section of The Velvet Underground’s “All Tomorrow’s Parties”. 

Man Slaughter
s/t

American Tapes AM-712

CD-R
£4.99


"Yes! First recordings of Superman Groop outta SF/Oakland with AJ aka RJ aka SIXES, Paul C. of XBXRX and ESP Layout, and Noel of Comets= Caveman inzanity power 600 BC sound= close your eyes and see AJ break a table infront of you!! Reeds/guitar/electronic bomb attack. Amazing assault. Dedicated to all shorties, everywhere apparently. Color cases, crazed artwork. Rules." - John Olson.

Paul Dasken
Speckled Ax

No Label No Cat

12" EP
£21.99


Original copies of this cracked private press oddity from Michigan, 1989 with paste-on hand-made covers: "Gil Scott-Heron declared "winter in America" in 1973, but it couldn't have been later than autumn, because the winter that seems to continue to this day didn't really start until 1980, the year Mark David Chapman shot John Lennon and Ronald Reagan conned his way into office. Born in '75, I'm too young to remember the political climate during Reagan's presidency, but I've read and reread (among other things) Paul Slansky's day-by-day media digest of those two terms, The Clothes Have No Emperor, and I can appreciate the creeping despair that defined those years for thinking people, the sense that America had embarked on a decline that might well end in total annihilation. Another instructive refraction of eight years under Reagan can be found on Paul Dasken's one and only record release, a 12", four-song EP called Speckled Ax. The handmade packaging beckons the intrepid listener -- though its oblique newspaper layouts pasted over old record covers give little indication of what lurks within. Each side consists of two elements: a plaintive piano recording and a reinterpretation of Jimmy Webb's 'Wichita Lineman' as protest music. Dasken is a conceptualist first and a musician second; each performance is site-specific and unabashedly amateur. His piano pieces will resonate with anyone who ever sat down at a piano without a lick of training but the will to peck out a pattern of notes that almost resembles a composition, if only to the player. That is to say they are intimate, singular, "real piano," and beautiful. The first 'Lineman' finds Dasken taking on a manic street preacher, singing the song to a beat tapped out on a coke bottle, an abstract form of heckling that weirdly puts bogus fundamentalism in its proper, ridiculous place. The second take finds him at a 1988 campaign rally for Bush the Elder, where the wild applause that follows each of the candidate's proclamations and an efficient team of secret service agents renders Dasken's protest little more than a barely-noticed exercise in futility. Paul Dasken keeps a low profile. I found my copy of his record in a South San Francisco thrift store in 2003 and searched for him in vain until this past summer, when Dasken googled his record and found it featured on my website. I got him to talk about where he was coming from and the significance of 'Wichita Lineman.' "There was a sense of trying to oppose the sham realm of politics with something more genuine. There was also a sense of frustration with the usual way in which music was presented and with music itself . . . . There was definitely an idea of challenging the listener by putting together two very different and almost incompatible kinds of music, the piano stuff on the one hand and the Wichita Lineman covers on the other . . . . It was certainly my aim to do something uncompromising . . . . I don't have any formal art or music training and there was a conscious decision to take a completely instinctive approach. I was a brash young man." Speckled Ax has gained formidable resonance with the passage of time. It's a key piece of loner Americana on wax, as personal and unique as records come. In the wake of 9/11, the fears and upset of the Eighties seem almost quaint, but Dasken's voice in the wilderness burns brighter than ever as a fire to warm oneself by in this very long winter in America." - Douglas McGowan.

Praxinoscope
s/t

A Silent Place ASP-08

Pic Disc LP
£1.99


Vinyl/picture disc upgrade for the debut release from a brand new satellite launched from the My Cat Is An Alien mothership. Praxinoscope is the duo of MCIAA's Roberto Opalio on vocals/sounds and Ramona Ponzini (renowned cineaste and Edwige Fenech authority) on "Japanese percussions". Recorded live on July 27th 2005, this is a beautiful recording, with distressed pre-articulate vocals rising in spooks of tone ala Basil Kirchin's autistic tape work or Sun City Girls at their most heavily channelled, while plinks of celestial percussion fall like shards of bloodied glass. Parts of this almost sound like Goblin soundtracking Eraserhead. Originally released on the group's own Opax label in an edition of 125 copies, this run of 500 copies makes this key release a little bit more available.

Psychward Cult
Magnetic Coma

Alberts Basement AB-33

Cassette
£1.99


Full-length set from the Melbourne-based concern of Thomas Miller of Trichotillomania/Pathetic Human/Sexofago/Magic Crowbar Tapes et al: the A side features an extremely dilated improvisation that moves with very subtle guitar string work, distant arcing/eerie classical/choral/ghost drones and various non-identifiable low-scale activity, coming over like Biota stretched and screwed by Maurizio Bianchi at the Organum annual picnic. The flip presents a ‘big band’ working that has an A Band-plays-The Great Learning feel and some inexplicably affecting settings for minimal fog horn electronics. A really great weirdo side with a hard-to-finger appeal. On Michael from Mad Nanna's label. 

Sexual Assault Rifle
s/t

American Tapes AM-850

one-sided LP
£4.99


“Rolling early to a gig can be problematic or amazing or a weirdo combo of both. The boyz rolled WAAAY to early to gig in Richmond VA only to get chased outta a strange bar (and sure enuff: same thing happened at the gig later at a piece of shit bar we jammed), but sometimes, rolling early into a city can be mindwrecking:
In Philly, some years ago, we rolled in hyper early and found (and waited in the van until it opened) a killer mega-bowl complex and posted up for HOURS. Brew flowing, pins knockin, no one there but the crew. RULED. After a way too long stretch of horrible double digit bowling, I wandered outside and called my main homebox PUCK to see if there was anything to peep before we roll onward to the R N R business hours. Puck thought for a second and said:
"Ya'll already busted that cheesesteak local spot...so... if you feel up to something REALLY intense...naw. ..forget about it..."
"Naw man, f-that- what is it?"
"Well, I had a super heavy sess there, if you feel up to the internal challenge: its right by the bowling alley- hit up JONATHAN & SUZIE's PSYCHIC SHACK"
Blown away by the prospects, I hung up, put out my cigarette on the bottom of my Red Wings, straightened up my coat and walked two blocks to the spot.
After finding it easily enuff, I rolled into the lobby and was first shocked by the decor on the walls: intense blood-sex-soaked paintings of zombies and horrible gore all done with the perfection of a pro graphic artist. Whoa! What did PUCK roll me to? Is he getting me black for the time I spilled pink clothes dye on his fav jersey? This place is too strange. I rang the bell, signed in on the sheet, and waited in silence in an empty lobby staring at a painting of a zombie chewing an ear of a bikinied lady. Tired from the brew session at the bowling alley and arm aching from trying to get the ball speed cam up to 87 mph on the lanes, I dosed off.
Feeling a slight nudge on my elbow I perked up and met JONATHAN, a huge welcoming dude with long blond hair and a SWANS "MONEY" tour long sleeve shirt and followed him into the reading room. I was ah...psyched! ! I came into the small black room, shook hands with SUZIE, who was decked out a TG shirt, also long sleeve and was ready for the reading...
The magical couple stared at me for what seemed like 15 minutes and then nodded to each other and said, almost in unison:
"I see you are from Michigan, and therefore are probably uncomfortable with a very personal reading."
"Ah, right on." I said, thinking to myself that Puck had found a player a PERFECT spot.
After another stretch of awkward but easy silence Suzie said:
"Well, you have a gig tonight, how about a glimpse into the future, not you, but what the world be like in say 10,000 years?"
"Man, whoa, hit me up!!!!"
"First, put both yr finger tips into this small pot and close yr eyes. There will be no words spoken but you feel the future, good or bad..."
Feeling the energy for a new situation and also the coming excitement of telling Puck/the boys about my PSYCHIC SHACK experience, I rolled up my sleeve, and put my fingers into the warm oily magic liquid and sneaked off...
What happened next or rather what I experienced just can be put into INZANE words. The future was: INTENSE.... fully of evil machines grinding onward on terror business, clangs disappearing into space, huge planets full of strange sounds delay into the deep atmosphere. It was strange, horrible, and super ace all at the same time. Man was I stoked.
So I walked out with Suzie and Jonathan, mind blown/shown by the future, ready for the present and ready to thank the crub outta my main man PUCK for the psychic tip. As I was walking out the door, Suzie says,
"Wait I forgot something... Here is a box of 100 records that was the soundtrack to that evil future.... we had em pressed while you were out cold, live at that studio that did the CRUDE PA comps...."
"OMG- no way...the sounds...were. ..too much.... and on wax????"
Jonathan says, firmly: "Yeah man, and jamm it at any speed, I know yr crew digs that...slower the better...cant be slow enuff....." And then stared at the floor.......
"Well, we know NONE of yr crew will believe you so here is some proof to show em...."
So here it is. TRUE STORY, yo. THE FUTURE...10, 000 yrs from now.... SEXUAL ASSAULT RIFLE. ON WAX. Edition 100, handmade covers, numbered.” – John Olson.

Six Organs Of Admittance
Luminous Night

Drag City DC-409

CD
£2.99


Six Organs studio album with a bigger sound and more of a group feel. Recorded by Randall Dunn (Sunn O)))/Earth), Luminous Night features violinist Eyvind Kang and flautist Hans Teuber who add to the overall cinematic feel of the sonics.

Slashdeath
Kein Mitleid

Die Taubnessel 6 ½

one-sided LP
£8.99


Private press LP from Arnulf Meifert, the original drummer with Faust (he only appears on the first Faust album), alongside legendary/hysterical German art-brut duo Kommissar Hjuler and Mama Baer, who you might remember from their amazing Ultra Eczema LP. This one is more obviously directed by Baer and Hjuler than the previous collaboration, with an insane guitar/drums/vox attack that conjures the ghosts of Harry Pussy and Hijokaidan and spikes of almost death/doom styled guitar going up against primitive post-free jazz/hardcore drums and cymbals, torrential wordless vox and the kinda aggressively crude avant garde fury that Airway channelled across the space of their epochal Live At Lace LP. A truly insane and beautifully out real people/avant rock/art side that has few parallels and oughta delight anyone who values energy over form. Edition of only 115 copies in black fold around sleeves with nada for info. Recommended.

The Bats
Demo 5:26:84

Mind Cure Records MC-104

12" EP
£4.99


Not the NZ/Flying Nun group, this is another great 80s weirdo demo upgrade from Mind Cure, this time from a Pittsburgh group in the mid-80s with a classic rock/roll into hardcore appeal, great songs and almost Boston Real Kids/Classic Ruins appeal. This is particularly great, loving this label right now

The Cove
s/t

Catholic Tapes No Cat

2xCassette
£6.99


Edition of 80 copies in card boxes with paste-on wraparound full-colour sleeves. The Cove is Mike Connelly of Wolf Eyes/Hair Police in combative electro-acoustic/Industrial ritual mode. Clattering metal and unidentified tectonics conjure the claustrophobic sound of early CCCC and the Akita/Null duets, all played with a wild free music abandon.

The Incredible String Band
s/t

Sundazed LP-5127

LP
£10.99


Beautiful, high-quality, virgin vinyl edition of the firs t ISB LP, recorded by the trio of Clive Palmer, Robin Williamson and Mike Heron and released by Elektra in 1966, featuring spidery re-workings of traditional material and flashes of proto-psychedelic dislocation and formal elasticity. Totally great and highly recommended.

The Middle Fifth Column
Suspect Music 1981-1990

Alchemy ARCD-165

CD
£3.99


New companion volume to Alchemy’s earlier We’ll Put It Out If The Boss Insists set, this time bundling a selection of performances from the 1980s by this Japanese underground cell who recorded for the legendary Pinakotheca label (who also released Keiji Haino’s Watashi Dake) and released a bucketload of obscure cassettes. The sounds here are classic DIY/avant primitive moves, directly comparable to international sub-underground savants like Kenneth Higney, Simply Saucer and Smegma while touching on the kind of zoned lonesome electronics of early Industrial contemporaries like Tolerance. Includes a totally trounced cover of Faust’s “It’s A Rainy Day”. This one makes for a great back-to-back spin alongside Siwa’s recent Seishokki retrospective. Highly recommended.

Traum
Built For Nothing

Arbor #54

LP
£1.99


First full length vinyl outing for this aggressively nuanced free playing power duo featuring Zach Davis of Lambsbread on electric guitar and Ben Hall of Graveyards on drums. The strategies employed here – totally clean electric guitar with the attack amped all the way up and skittering, knitting needle style snare detonation – marks out the turf covered as being somewhere circa the whole Joseph Holbrooke/Ascension school of pummel and play and there’s a ton of brains to the way these guys skirt even the vaguest of lick-potential with silence, wowing harmonics and cracks of vibrating skin. Edition of 300 copies in screened chipboard sleeves, long sold out at source. Recommended.

Zola Jesus
Stridulum EP

Sacred Bones Records SBR-032

12” EP
£2.99


Six track EP of austere Euro synth and doomy Industrial settings from Nika Danilova aka Zola Jesus. Danilova’s song writing has really come into its own of late and her vocals are perfectly pitched between the high drama of Diamanda Galas and the hypnotic cabaret of Siouxsie Sioux. The instrumental settings owe a whole bunch to the Cale/Eno Nico productions but there’s an eerie electronic/sidereal aspect that touches on late period Coil, that same feel of ‘something’ going on just beneath the surface. Married to Nika’s soaring vocals and epic drones it feels like the perfect transport. “Since her debut lp for Sacred Bones last summer, Zola Jesus’s profile has grown exponentially. Her video for “Clay Bodies” debuted on The Fader and her likeness was plastered all over the Internet. The Spoils made dozens of year-end lists including The Wire, Pitchfork, The Fader, and Dusted, and fans and critics alike now seem rabid for new material. So without further ado, we present Stridulum, the new, far less lo-fi 6-song EP from Nika Roza Danilova. Recording her vocals for the first time with professional instruments, Nika’s voice is brought to the powerful forefront of the mix unleashing the full range of emotions that had previously only been hinted at in her previous work. It’s a siren song for the apocalypse, which manages to come across immensely nurturing at the same time. Born and raised in the backwoods of Wisco, Nika Roza was literally raised by wolves (well proximally anyways). Trained as an opera singer from a young age, she applied to Julliard. At 10 years old. Rejection didn’t slow her down, though, as she went on to complete high school in three years and is set to graduate from university with a double major in French and philosophy in the same amount of time. As soon as school’s out this summer, she will begin touring full time with a full band on both sides of the pond. Until then please keep an eye out for weekend excursions and the requisite standard umpteen SxSW shows. Her next full length will not be ’til 2011, but we feel pretty certain this will tide you over until then.” – SBR. Recommended.

My Cat Is An Alien/Steve Roden
Cosmic Debris Series Volume Two

Opax OPXLP-9

Art Edition LP
£49.99


Latest instalment in MCIAA's second run of limited, deluxe art edition LPs features one side from visual/sound artist Steve Roden using E-bowed guitar and field recordings. The flip features Roberto and Maurizio Opalio on zoned hypno-drones joined by Ramona Ponzini on Japanese bells. Numbered edition of 100 copies with original board-mounted painting and Polaroid art by Roberto Opalio.

Ghosting
Fox Glove

Foxglove #143

CD-R
£0.99


New limited to 100 copies release from this evocative west coast trio, with a heavy Industrial/ritual feel that's reminiscent of MEV circa Leave The City and early Double Leopards: "The seismic ripples that Ghostings drones are sending through the rose city are taking flight and planting seeds all over the globe. This group of sonic harbingers haunt the cracks and crevices of a world that seemingly only exists deep under water where life is a barely-there flicker amongst the murk. But Ghosting's haunted aural landscapes are a beacon, like a lighthouse sunk below miles of the icy ocean, offering a glimmer of warmth in hostile waters. This trio continues its journey through the fuzz and static, and once again emerges with wings unscathed and silver skin." - Digitalis.

Godot
EP

No Label

CD-R
£0.99


Doomy, static, brain-throbbing electronics ala Hive Mind and blasts of power-curdling static from this mysterious new one-man project from Northern Ireland. Hand-numbered edition of 100 copies in colour sleeves and small DVD style cases.

Harappian Night Recordings/Kommissar Hjuler
Split

Shamanic Trance #3

LP
£4.99


Numbered edition of 300 copies split LP: Harappian Night Recordings contribute some mutant psych/jazz/fourth world rock that somehow confuses 70s Miles with primitive folk ritual and the aesthetics of the free-from freakout as practiced by The Familiar Ugly, NNCK et al. On the flip Hjuler’s idiosyncratic reading of Hugo Ball’s Karawane poem highlights common cause with the Dada concept of ‘meaningless’ sound using vocals, F/X and junk percussion in a series of songs about nada. Excellent. Paste-on sleeves with insert on coloured vinyl. 

Paul Flaherty
Aria Nativa

Family Vineyard FV-57

LP
£4.99


New solo album from one of the major contemporary fire music voices, saxophonist Paul Flaherty, who has worked with everyone through Chris Corsano, Joe McPhee, Thurston Moore, Randall Colbourne, Spencer Yeh and Bill Nace. This one presents four long improvisations recorded across 2007. Flaherty is at his most lyrical when playing on his own, carving intricate blues-based speed-of-thought instants straight into the air while bolstering them with enough emotional and melodic muscle to make them really seem to speak. Recordings of single instrument improvisations can often be grueling but there’s a focus and a drama to the bulk of Aria Nativa that makes it an absolute pleasure to revisit. Edition of 500 copies with free MP3 download. Recommended.

Phantom Family Halo
The Legend Of Black Six

Black Velvet Fuckere No Cat

LP
£2.99


New on Kris Abplanalp of Virgin Eye Blood Brothers/Valley Of Ashes' label, The Phantom Family Halo features members of Sapat and ex-members of The For Carnation and take their sound from what sounds like a classically Cleveland mutation of scorched glam rock. First long title track marries the kind of agit-pop piano more commonly associated with Paul Marotta's Styrenes with classic Rocket USA psychosis and a weird real people vibe that's somewhere between later Mark Tucker and Kenneth Higney's "Night Rider". Second side is more straight ahead glam/metal with aspects of oddball strains like Debris et al. Hard to know what the fuck to call it. Sounds good tho. Silkscreened vinyl-only edition.

Roberto Opalio
Whispers Of The Last Light

Opax OPX-020V

DVD-R
£1.99


Beautiful short film by Roberto Opalio that casts a warped eye deep into the void of the sky with the lens occasionally obscured by various out-of-phase techniques. Heavy analogue electronic soundtrack from Roberto too. In individually-decorated art paper sleeves with insert, hand-numbered edition of 100.

Enos Slaughter
Beisbol

Three Lobed No Cat

2xLP + CD
£8.99


Limited to 679 copies, with the sonics spread over three sides of vinyl and a bonus CD that replicates alla the music, Beisbol is the meatiest outing yet from the trio of Carter Thornton (Izititiz/Zashiki-Warashi et al), Dave Shuford (The No-Neck Blues Band/D. Charles Speer) and Marc Orleans (Sunburned Hand Of The Man). With improvisations based around banjo, guitar, piano, accordion, tape recorders, mandolin, harmonica and zurna, Beisbol feels like an imaginary fourth world ethnic music that draws equal sustenance from the visions of Sun Ra and Dock Boggs, moving from mutant sea shanties ala Maher Shalal Has Baz through subtly zoned piano fragments, scattershot almost-jazz assaults and spacious imaginings of single note architectures. Which is to say the playing is out but the feel is in. Comes with baseball-related sleeve and two-sided insert, pressed on 180g vinyl.

Hockyfrilla
Vulpes Vulpes

Hockyfrilla No Cat

CD-R
£0.99


Set from this Edinburgh-based duo featuring Dora Doll/Lisa of Decaer Pinga. Murky electro-paralysis that moves in slow-spooling codes of ugh through barely-illuminated landscapes of blood, mud and aggressively formulated minimalism.

Horrors In The Museum
Live Josephine Seattle 5-28-10

American Tapes AM-980

one-sided LP
£4.99


Hand-numbered edition of 100 copies LP that documents a wild live show from Stan Reed consisting of all cover versions of Rudimentary Peni tracks: Stan Reed is possibly best known for his role in totemic underground actions by TNB satellites like Mixed Band Philanthropist and Nihilist Assault Group but here he is in full thug-punk mode, power choking his way across sludgey/maniacal Peni covers. Peni cut some of the doomiest anarcho punk ever squoze out of post-adolescent horror and protest and here Reed renders them in full on doom punk glory, with nod-out 4/4 drums, expiring bass and the kinda vocal grunt approach that would reconcile Von Lmo, Gibby from The Butthole Surfers and some sick screwed and chopped shit. A total one-off from American Tapes with the usual classy individual handmade sleeves by John Olson. Recommended. 

Key Of Shame
s/t

Planam KOS

2xLP
£16.99


Stunning double LP from the duo of Pat Murano (The No-Neck Blues Band/Decimus et al) and Mark Morgan (Sightings). This is wild a-formal low level Industrial/electronic minimalism that has all of the toxic appeal of Relay For Death with sidelong works that evolve from sputtering electronics and pugilistic drum machines into towering alien structures that touch on aspects as diverse as early Whitehouse, Faust and Conrad Schnitzler soundtracking a Hermann Nitsch aktion. Given full sides of vinyl to spread out on, the duo build the tension by the subtle addition of all sorts of subliminal laminal detail until the whole thing is suspended on screaming metal drones, arcs of flamethrower melody and scrambled alien vocal broadcasts that sound like modulated EVP. This makes a great companion to the recent run of killer Decimus sides and it’s a classic slice of austere death drone from a pair of heads with an instinctive feel for the blackest of psychedelics. Edition of 270 copies. A massive set: highly recommended. 

Kommissar Hjuler und Frau
Jacob und Wilhelm Grimm

Feeding Tube Records FTR-043

LP
£2.99


Shop copy, slight tear/ben to cover. Kommissar Hjuler and his Frau, Mama Baer, have single-handedly reinvented sound poetry with a wild performative style that confuses arguments, vocal hysteria, power politics, goof-offs, Zappa covers and generally disobedient art while minting a style of vocal performance that is totally unique. Been looking forward to this particular release for some time, described by the duo as a series of folk tales from the Brothers Grimm re-worked in a way that is “not suitable for children”! But really, I gotta say, this might just be the best thing they have ever recorded, eclipsing even their amazing Ultra Eczema album. Their approach ranges across a bunch of styles. There’s the wild argumentative attack w/Mama weeping and singing while Kommissar shouts and howls in the background, the minimal almost Rev/Vega or even Meredith Monk approach with tense vocal atmospherics over a minimal, repetitive pulse, hypnotic sequences of breath and broken guitars and even some wild post-Junko eviscerations of lung power. In some ways it’s their most ‘musical’ release to date but it’s also completely fucked, especially when Mama Baer starts singing children’s nursery rhymes and blowing folk primitive melodies to shreds with alla the atomic power of the late Donald Ayler. Seriously, an amazing side by two of the freest spirits in the underground. Great sleeve art too, hand-numbered edition of only 200 copies. Another candidate for record of the year! Highly recommended. 

Lanterns/Gultskra Artikler
s/t

Other Electricities OE-014

LP
£2.99


"Second in a series of vinyl only releases, Other Electricities presents Berezka/Monkey Lament by Russian avant-folk artist Gultskra Artikler and the UK drone outfit Lanterns. Complementary by nature of thoughtful experimentation, kindred by their undeniably enveloping output, Berezka/Monkey Lament brings the creations of Gultskra Artikler and Lanterns together in a familiar format, with unique contributions from each. Exclusive tracks and artwork dawn each side of a limited edition LP, displaying the artists' visions for their side of this entrancing combination record. Gultskra Artikler is a project of Alexey Devyanin. Originally from Novosibirsk, Russia, he is currently based in Moscow. His art absorbs the feeling of the inclement winters and endless snow-white landscapes. The music of GA lives in its own way, it has no prototypes. It's a unique mixture of brutal and honest vibes of mysterious Siberian soul and hi-tech-nologies, unpredictable electro-acoustic and avant-garde instrumental movements, precision electronic manipulations and strange field recordings. A sort of Neo-folk cyber-psychedelia. Since 2004, Alexey has actively released his sounds in various formats and quantities on labels such as Miasmah, Lampse, Autoplate, Nexsound, Hyperboloid and SAAG. Originally conceived sometime in 2005, Lanterns formed as a tribute to disobedients past and present. A desire to experiment with the limited tools available to them in a quest for new modes of expression has led to hours of recordings, some of which made their way onto releases by labels such as Sloow Tapes, Beyond Repair, Blackest Rainbow as well as their own Screeching Snowflake imprint. Lanterns certainly dig the spirit of improvisation but in a gonzo knuckle headed fashion where the process is as important as the results and friends who would not normally consider themselves to be musicians have been drafted in for jams, all of which are recorded into one microphone with minimal editing. The moment of 'now' is always key in a Lanterns jam and when that is found the experience can be truly magical. Keen to find a balance between beauty and ugliness, sweet with the sour, dissonance and harmony, randomness with control, their brand of emotive Kosmische music is the kind that draws you in gently and spits you out at the other end. Lanterns is currently slimmed down to a duo of Luke and Andreas, mainly playing a combination of guitars, keyboards and various amplified acoustic sound sources, and Geographically split between Leeds and Glasgow." - OE.

Pens
Hey Friend! What You Doing

De Stijl IND-071

LP
£4.99


Debut album from this London-based girl trio who make the kind of glorious no-fi avant punk noise that would combine the melodic garage doofs of Dum Dum Girls and Vivian Girls with the post-ESP Disk exuberance of the whole Circuit Des Yeux/Cro Magnon scene. Suckdog and The Shaggs are the twin poles around which much of the contemporary DIY girl punk kinda hangs and their lessons have obviously been fully internalized by this bunch. The drums have a particular stagger to them that makes it feel like the main formal model is the percussion break during “Who Are Parents” and Pens have a similarly attention-deficit style to the best of The Shaggs material, with choruses beamed from Venus that inexplicably give way to droning casiotone breaks and cranky fuzz-guitar ballads that once might’ve been Azalia Snail taking off into the destructo style of Half Japanese. The whole deal is rendered with such infectious élan that it’s almost impossible to resist and with such an impeccable feel for the aesthetics of basement noise it’s hard to believe that they could possibly be British. But they fucking are. So bring it on.

Pitreleh
s/t

Important Records IMPREC-384

LP
£12.99


Full length collaboration between Duane Pitre and Eleh, two modern masters of carving up soundwaves and generating physically bruising phantom spectra: Eleh and Pitre take inspiration from elemental sound forms – vibrational waves, sound, gravity, water – and transmute them into hallucinatory sonic experience. There’s more presence here than on most Eleh sides, with the group working the kind of automating drones and spectral registers of a Soliloquy For Lilith, with tones pooling and falling in mesmerising organic cycles and generating occult centres of gravity through zones of profound almost-stasis. Less abstracted and austere than Eleh proper, perhaps, this one touches on the kind of inner space soundings of reverse pilots like Nurse With Wound and Coil circa Time Machines as much as the long blank of classic 20th century minimalism. Recommended!

Pool Water
Live At Warm And Covering

American Tapes AM-831

CD-R
£4.99


“As debuted above is the new power trio of Connelly, Ol' Zone One, and Massive Mike Collino. Recorded snug in the shadowed corner of the sacred Cove, three twisting and grossly vacant narratives to the torrid ambient static between your ears! Violin, cardboard percussion, flute, tapes: a smorgasbord of wicked ingredients/ instruments to force your day into a magic-fueled vessel!! Captured in high inzane-fidelty with the new portable Inzane Zone Traveling Four Trick (IZTF). Good vibes inside means seriously jam business within the Jason/Freddy adorned walls of the Conn Artist's COMFORT ZONE. We would met up at the cove, bust some "launcher" recs., drink, get loose and head to the studio for SERIOUS concentration into the void. Hours later Collino would bounce and me and the Conner would play chess in total silence until the wee hours. Goodtimes.com. Beyond stokered on this new troupe, more lurking sounds down the pipeline, below the streets, creeping/movin inward!!! The lone Michigan unit with two Mikes in it? No whoops, The Underwear Heads had THREE "zany" Mikes involved, sorry. Color Covers, numbered edition of 60.” – John Olson.

Sightings
Terribly Well

Dais 043

LP
£9.99


Edition of 500 copies new LP from this pulverising Industrial/rock group from NY: Sightings play high-decibel avant rock with a blunt No Wave edge and the kind of chaos-defying logic that would railroad rock forms into hammered Industrial shapes. Here they come across like Demo Moe circa Destroy NYC but with a weirdo electric bass ‘lead’ style that gives them the kinda metal/fusionoid edge of Purple Trap or Last Exit. Something in the desperate vocal delivery and the high tension paranoia of the electronics makes them almost sound like a more up-tight east coast Minimal Man which means they are mining a parallel territory to contemporary Wolf Eyes complete w/that weird kinda electric-Industrial soul feel. But while Wolf Eyes have stripped it all the way back, Sightings continue to pile-on the laminal weight, with a dense production style that makes them sound polymorphously fucked while lubricating their angularity to the point that it’s as slippy as goddamn MX-80. A torrential record and one that stands proud in the annals of NY scum/fuck aesthetics. 

The Farwood Duo
Strangled Pairs : Volume Two

American Tapes AM-691

CD-R
£3.99


“Second in this collab CD series. This time paired with Plants/OG American Tapes/NAACP guitar master/weirdo Jeff Dunn who sent in a tape of solo guitar that gets a thick reworking by Coorz Liberty. Three strange tracks with guitars, j-tar, and alto sax. Band started in 1991????!!!! Handpainted cover in DVD case.” – John Olson.

Various Artists
Sunday Matinee At The Frying Pan

American Tapes AM-855

one-sided LP
£6.99


Compilation featuring unreleased tracks from Connelly & The Machines, Body Morph, Hive Mind, Dog Lady and Drainolith: “So the other day, me and my lab buddy supreme Scott were knee f'in deep in trying to find out if a huge craggly motor was delta or wye three phase connected, and needless to say, was NOT having luck. It was a one of them RAW bologna built motors that has wire numbers, but its pointless cause its all on its own weirdo system. Whatever. So as usual, we shot the shit.
"What’s up this weekend man?"
"Not much, got a killer afternoon gig at the spot on Sunday...."
"What’s a gig?"
"Ah.... I’m having some of my weirdo friends over to make ah.... music...."
"You make music?"
"Sure"
"Would you ever play a 'gig' for the troops?"
"We should get black to that motor...I think I know the lead wires now..."
"Well, I can’t come over, I gotta fix my tires on my hunting jeep, but you know what would rule Olson?"
"What’s that?"
"If you would press that jammer on wax, mix all the tracks together into one inzane mess and sent it to Smith out west to press...."
"Man, you might be on to something"
"Make it one long one-sider with a lock groove, I mean shit...that’s how I remember gigs anyway.... and just use a flyer for the cover!!!"
"My man!!!"
So I took Scott's advice. Took the killer matinee jam, got out the scalpel, mixed everything together seamless inzane style, book ended it with an EVIL Hive Mind loop and boosh!!!! Pressed gig memory!!!! So it's just like a gig, except you don’t have KNOX MITCHELL's dad dropping you off or Collino spilling brews everywhere or your secret recipe INZANE CHILLI remains burning up in the bottoms of an empty crock pot. Oddly, not a peep of crew-audience noise to be found. Dog Lady played acoustic string scrape, Dan Body jammed reed universe from the uneven side (and then BLASTED Disclose and Firmeza 10 in the jamm room), Drainolith is my main man Alex K from Montreal and kept it uber real with amazing synth scramble, live from yep, THE BASEMENT. Greh said he did a cover of THE SHINING but I’ve never seen that mini-series. Dead Machines and Connelly jammed magical pixie flutes, infected metal scrape and vocals from an eerie afternoon lagoon. Like an endless gig, ...you gotta SIT THRU THE WHOLE THING...in one inzane memory blurr surpreme.... Record ends with an EVIL Hive Mind lock groover, endless...party. ... forever.... Was a blast, more of this style to come. And BYOB!!! There are three party stores right in the hood, duh!!! 2pm SHARP!!!> Edition of 100 in handmade recycled sleeves, numbered.” – John Olson.

Acid Mothers Temple & The Melting Paraiso UFO
Episodes Of Cometary Orbital Drive

Bam Balam BBLP-013

LP
£12.99


Limited edition of 500 copies French LP from the Acid Mothers Temple quartet line-up of Makoto Kawabata, Hiroshi Higashi, Koji Shimura and Atsushi Tsuyama. The vinyl features two side-long tracks based around the concept of the mystical vibrational significance of the repeating note sequence A-E-D-A-G-D. The first side takes this pattern and repeats it over almost Silver Apples-styled rushes of drum machine and phasing F/X, while the flip explodes it completely with some heavy guitar-saturated ritual. A great, trance-focussed side from AMT in the tradition of other mysto-chord explorations ala Ash Ra Tempel’s Schwingungen. VT has the more limited version of the LP that come with a bonus poster and postcard.

Edwards Hand
s/t

Light Flash 005

LP
£8.99


"Reissue of the debut 1969 album by the UK duo of Rod Edwards (Jade and The Piccadilly Line) and Roger Hand (Piccadilly Line) Never before issued in the UK this is beautiful whimsical record of lush harmony pop rock with progressive/psych tinges. The music can perhaps be compared to the more orchestrated moments of Kaleidoscope and Fairfield Parlour and was produced by George Martin during time off from working on the White album. George contributed some stunning string arrangements to Edwards Hand. An undiscovered treasure of an album. Taken from the master tapes. LP sleeve exactly reproduces the original front colour and rear black and white artwork."

Edwards Hand
Stranded

Light Flash 006

LP
£8.99


"Rod Edwards and Roger Hand formed this inventive, psychedelic/progressive pop outfit after briefly recording as Picadilly Line. Having worked with George Martin on their self-titled debut, Edwards Hand began recording at Morgan Studios in 1970, attempting to create a harder and more progressive sound than before. There were no nervous second album vibes here! The album is comprised of evocative and intelligent progressive pop songs immaculately produced featuring Edward's and Hand's distinctive harmonies to the fore. The second half of the album is effectively a concept of alienation and isolation, covered in the seven minute title track and the twelve minute epic 'Death Of A Man,' which includes an incredible 'orchestra duelling-with-Moogs' mid-section followed by a beautifully majestic and Beatles-like coda. Stranded includes the original artwork by Revolver cover artist and long term Beatle friend Klaus Voorman. The line drawing of a Southern Sheriff ties in with the lyrics of 'Sheriff Myras Lincoln' -- a song about an American racist policeman -- and was subsequently banned and replaced by RCA in the US. Clearly more confident and adventurous lyrically on this album, Edwards Hand also had more time with George Martin during the pre-production stages. This preparation time, an intelligent lyric writing team and George's complex yet concise orchestral arrangements give their second LP a much worldlier and unique feel. This exact limited edition reissue is housed in a reproduction of the original Klaus Voorman sleeve. Re-released with full consent of the producer and band."

Los Llamarada
The Exploding Now

S-S Records SS-025

LP
£4.99


Imagine if The Coachmen hadda been fronted by Kim Gordon instead of JD King and that their locomotive post-Modern Lovers/Velvets rock squall hadda been as de-formed and detonating as Sunstabbed-era Dead C w/ almost hysterical female and male vocals riding Robbie Yeats-style drums, fuzz guitar and organ in a classic basement formation and buried beneath a ton of tape fug. Then spin this crude looking slab of wax on S-S Records in a blindfold test and you'd swear you were listening to a real-time feedback loop wired directly into the most fevered environs of your own fanzine-riddled brain. This four piece from Mexico take you right *there* with sputtering No Wave crunch, early Swans/Sonic Youth atmospherics, classic avant garage licks and a level of personal possession that is extremely gratifying. Edition of 600, screened sleeves, last copies.

Marco Fusinato
Spectral Arrows: Sydney

Planam Amplan

LP
£8.99


Edition of 200 copies documenting Australian sound artist Marco Fusinato’s wild ultra-endurance art studio assaults where he sets up guitar and electronics and plays for the entire day at mind-splitting volume:  Spectral Arrows: Sydney compresses a six hour performance into just under forty minutes, with the kind of torrential Industrial-scale noise that would smelt aspects of Keiji Haino, Ray Russell and Merzbow into a technicolour torrent of rainbow electronics that just keeps on keeping on. The sleeve marries classic landscape painting with Dead C-esque shots of children under armed siege, combing historical idyll with automatic firepower and the sounds of riot in a way that is as radical as recent experiments from Peter Kolovos and Gary Smith. File next to Borbetomagus & Voice Crack’s titanic Fish That Sparkling Bubble for maximal tone violence. Highly recommended. 

My Cat Is An Alien
Listen Before Black Falls

Root Strata 11

LP
£2.99


Nicely presented hand-numbered/hand-titled edition of 300 copies from Root Strata documenting an evocative, low-level thousand-yard-stare recorded at the Space Room by the Opalio brothers 2005. Some of their most minimal work to date. Recommended.

My Cat Is An Alien
When The Windmill's Whirl Dies

Eclipse

LP
£6.99


When The Windmill's Whirl Dies comes in a suitably y moody-looking gatefold sleeve and features one side-long piece with Roberto reading his own poetry (reproduced on the inside sleeve) in a voice that sounds like Spacemen 3’s Sonic Boom performing Robert Ashley’s The Wolfman in the spirit of Hammer House of Horror and two shorter pieces on side two. For the most part the music is ultra-minimal, just padding drums and the slow, distant purr of looped electronics. Recordings come from 2003.

My Cat Is An Alien & Cedric Stevens
Abstract Expressionism For The Ears

Opax Records OPX-037

3xLP
£18.99


Massive return for the Opalio brothers aka My Cat Is An Alien in the company of Belgian electronic composer Cedric Stevens in an edition of 300 copies: recorded in Brussels last February during a MCIAA residency, Abstract Expressionism... covers an ear-boggling amount of ground. Stevens worked under the name Acid Kirk and has recently collaborated with Fennesz and here the trio use vocals, alientronics, pedal F/X, piano, self-made instruments, real-time loops, electric guitar, analogue synth and mini moog to generate subtly blooming tone fields that build to the kind of beautifully vibrating monoliths that would reconcile the percussive American fantasias of Harry Partch and Moondog with the gravity devouring industrial force of Kluster. Repeating tones give the set the feel of a heady modern minimalist working but with a klanging Neubauten edge, with ringing tones and voids of blistering feedback suspended over deep pools of pitch black electricity. Long, multi-movement tracks allow for full tonal immersion. Set the controls for the heart of the sun! Highly recommended. 

My Cat Is An Alien with Nels Cline
The Ocean Above Your Heads

Starlight Furniture Co. *26

LP
£8.99


Torrential head-to-head for the Opalio brothers and free string slinger Nels Cline, who bled a buncha noise to tape over which the two Italian heads work heavy meta levitations. 

Odyssey
Setting Forth

Lion Productions LION-LP 102

LP
£18.99


Deluxe LP edition that reissues an impossibly rare (only 100 copies pressed) 1969 LP by this NY-based hard/psych monster. Heavy Blue Cheer-styled metal goes up against walls of dissolving harmonies, drunken blues thunder ala The Doors and almost Iron Butterfly levels of idiotically beautiful bombast. Guitar/bass/keyboards/vocals. Reputedly "one of the ten rarest and most sought after US psychedelic albums", Setting Forth is now fully re-mastered on high quality vinyl and comes in an ultra-heavy 1960's Project label style gatefold jacket with pics and full liners. Really beautifully assembled, as are all of the Lion Productions jobs.

Taliban/Paranoid Time
Air Lice

SNSE #066

10"
£3.99


Limited edition of 300 copies featuring a face-off between the free noise duo of Taliban featuring Miles Haney (Tapeworm Tapes/Evenings et al) and Joel Rakowski and Paranoid Time, the harsh noise project of Pat Yankee of SNSE. Taliban have previously released a ton of cross-format material on labels as suave as American Tapes, Fag Tapes and Gods Of Tundra. This one made Byron Coley and Thurston Moore's Bull Tongue Top 80 of 2006. "Two Midwestern bands head to head in junk star lawnmower fight. All systems dead, proceed to kill city." - Bull Tongue.

The Bad Trips
Open

Rocketship Records RS-0204

LP
£3.99


Latest broadcast from Grady Runyan’s (Monoshock/Liquorball et al) avant-garage guitar jammers takes off on the kind of accelerated trajectory of The MC5 circa “Starship” in its marriage of cosmo-liturgical free jazz ala Sun Ra/Archie Shepp et al and extended psychedelic rock. Their previous self-titled album had a damaged Cleveland underground appeal that was more overtly focussed on scorch but here the group –working from a straightforward guitar/bass/drums line-up with additional synth and viola – are mainlining the jam while dissolving riffs into weird textural rips and sustaining almost side-long voyages into acid-damaged Dead/Hawkwind style instrumentalism. 

The Dead C
Harsh 70s Reality

Siltbreeze SB-11/12

2xLP
£32.99


Original copies of one of the central documents of the 1990s underground, The Dead C’s seminal, sprawling masterpiece Harsh 70s Reality from 1992. Nothing else comes close. Rare and OOP, very highly recommended!

The Skull Defekts
Skkull

Release The Bats RTB-23

CD
£1.99


"A 4-song odyssey in monotonous and hypnotic electronica from Sweden's finest. No hope, no joy, just skull melting darkness. Probably the LOUDEST release so far on RTB. Perfect companion release to Blood Spirits & Drums Are Singing, the upcoming rock album that will be released on Conspiracy this summer. Limited digipack with artwork by Are Mokkelbost." - RTB.

Convergence
Live

Beniffer Editions #129

LP
£4.99


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. 

Sunny Murray
Perles Noires Vol. 2

Eremite

CD
£4.99


Sunny Murray is widely credited with being the first drummer to fully liberate the kit, developing a form of omni-directional accompaniment that dissolved the distinction between supporting and leading and helped spark the free jazz revolution that took place in the early 60s. Indeed, Murray spent time with most of the new music’s major theorists, including both Cecil Taylor and Albert Ayler. But in recent years he hasn’t seemed like quite the drummer he was, lacking the focus and (perhaps more inevitably) some of the power of his earlier performances. Both volumes of Perles Noires, then, come as a real slap around the head. Both discs document the core duo of Murray and saxophonist Sabir Mateen, best known as a member of NY guerrilla jazz outfit Test, alone and in the company of various guests, including pianists Dave Burrell and John Blum, saxophonist Louis Belogenis and bassist Alan Silva. Murray is on fierce, articulate form and he makes with some wild solo statements, building compulsive tattoos from associative percussive strategies, as well as moments of pure, straight-ahead thump. Mateen’s formulations are just as spontaneously charged, roaring out of the gate with a screaming, vocalised sound before dropping to moonbeams of late-night melody. A beauty.

Wonderfuls
Piss Fist

Negative Guest List No Cat

7”
£4.99


Heard a buncha stories behind this 7” EP and don’t know what to think, what with the overt junky imagery and rumours that one of the players has been in and out of mental institutions. The record definitely has a heady junk vibe, w/a low-fi folk-punk take on Royal Trux accompanied with some primitive almost ‘billy/Vega-isms. Then you flip it and it comes over like weird Flying Nun satellite hovering up acid folk sides in the comfort of their own dungeon. Which is to say it’s pretty great.