Monthly Archives: November 2010

atari teenage riot: the arches: glasgow: 24.11.10

dirty, dirty, electronic noise. fuck the digitally sterile mecha- computer precision of autechre and all those laser-cut laptop mathematicians. as much as i love my smooth noodle map being stroked, the id-conquering howling teenage punkster in me will always, always, dig this more. s’like a punch to the gut, a knee to the balls, a [...]

sleazy’s dead…

had the good fortune to see throbbing gristle and his threshold houseboys choir project in recent years. even said hello and shook his hand. seemed a throughly decent chap. and still the only show i’ve seen that featured deceptively beautiful music over projections of a thai girl being graphically finger fucked… oh yeah and coil. [...]

sun city girls: funeral mariachi (abduction)

you had to figure that any band who could veer so effervescently, so awkwardly effortless from a stoopid garage rawk take on the batman theme to bizzaro spoken word rumbles to ethnic radio pop to finger-jigging guitar folkerry to psych ascension, who could indulge in kabuki and puppetry on stage, who could captivate, baffle and [...]

preslav literary school: echolalia (no-fi)

ah the shit you can learn from limited release vinyl… so the preslav literary school. established in the 880’s. part of the bulgarian empire. a centre for translation. involved in the development of the cyrillic alpahabet. parallels yeah: transference, language, translation, deciphering, unobscuring. noise to music. sound to image. improvisation to composition. making the incoherent, [...]

the gourds: gin & juice

in the huge pantheon of cover songs, the gourds (de(re))construction of snoop’s gin and juice towers grandly over them all like a bluegrass zeus. good morning wednesday!

james ferraro: night dolls with hairspray

new 80′s saturated glamorolla from james ferraro, under one of his many conceptual pseudonyms. too much elnett? twisted sister? sigue sigue sputnik? i dunno. worried i’m losing touch here…

locrian: at night’s end

restumbled upon locrian a few months back. ugly/beautiful melange of mix-buried black metal, creaking ambient and noise abstraction. and goddam if they aren’t already two albums down before the end of twenty ten. latest is the crystal world, riffing on the ballard novel of the same name. accompanied by a 3d video from raymond salvatore harmon. for at [...]

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