Monthly Archives: June 2011

lonnie bangford: makes bleeps

heh. last time i mentioned this fella i said musically it was like gleefully punching someones face. while wearing a giant foam hand. with jizzmopper scrawled on it. in old mans jizz. this time round we’re in more family friendly, cartoon network territory. 8 bit rendered altered beast animations shitting out gameboy noises. this is [...]

ornette coleman quartet: roma 1974

man, it don’t get much better than ornette coleman and james blood ulmer… and coleman in a suit that only a total fucking dude could pull off…

fabrizio palumbo

adam and the ants: physical (you’re so)

incendio italiano & spanish fly: thomas kiesel & frieder butzmann

pan

marjorie cameron: a peyote vision

just started reading spencer kansas’ book on her…

paul mccarthy: painter

full grotesquery here

chris corsano and dennis tyfus: dream or die 2: 06.05.11

tyfus! corsano! wonk! clatter!  

battles: ice cream

brilliant bit of neon skree and clatter at the arches last night from battles. developed a nice bright plastic sheen over their shiny titanium skeleton. was i the only one who could give or take tyondai braxton? the only one who maybe preferred most of the ep’s to some of mirrored? anyway they’ve carried on [...]

cleo wallies: they’re more afraid of you than you are of them

  um… victorian ghost waltz. fuzzy melancholy. séance parlour piano klang. tar thrum. ectoplasm gauze. broke reverb. trance states. energy fields. interstitial creaksandgroans. tesla coil auras. lynchian tree music. alchemy. corona discharge flares. tape fragments. dusty shellac. kirlian photographs. shuffling toy drones.  ballard’s crystal world. chamber music for warm machines. yeah… her name is cleo. [...]

birchville cat motel: came a great stallion whose first leap sparked the celestial star (don’t fuck with magic)

had this dream a while back. i glanced a snatched mirror glimpse of something, something i didn’t understand, couldn’t grasp; something simple yet complex, essentially vast and meaninglessly small, recognisable yet utterly other. it caught me capriciously with clutching damp fingers round throat, wrung the breath like ragwater from my tar-browned lungs and i realised, [...]

the brad pitt / sir richard bishop nexus

emeralds: ot301: amsterdam: 18.05.11

this clip making me wish i’d gone to the glasgow show now…

oxbow: live in paris: 29.05.11

sensational bloozey bastard jazz take on oxbow’s usual psych viscera…

moon unit: rainbow obsidian (sick head)

overandoverandoverandoverandover then… ascension motherfuckers! found six tracks of this, unlistened and unloved in a box the other day (the joys of moving house every six bloody minutes…) and glory hallelujah, hosanna in excelsis it’s braw. a passing familiarity with the lineage behind moon unit (nackt insecten / single helix / nackt insecten trio) should suffice [...]

the driving stupid: horror asparagus stories (sundazed)

something from the one-off bizarro garage archives. a solitary 45 released in 1966. showed up on volume three of pebbles. and thirty six years after the first and only record, sundazed squeezed a buncha old stuff outta them for a full release. hell you could mistake this for some studio pisstake, a retardo concept record [...]

hans richter: rhythmus 21 / rhythmus 23

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