Dune Colby - casio keyboard, floor toms, metal bucket/contact mic, echo mic, cute baby stuff. John Quincy Adding Machine - microkorg, vocal effects, magic-scientology-crushing-musical apparatuseses. Andrew Chadwick - tape thrum, radio hiss, snap, crackle, and pop, and ding dang doohickies. David LeBleu - vibraphone, percussion, drumset. Each and Every One ov You - touching your dicks together.
Influences
SUN RA
RAHSAAN ROLAND KIRK
BOHREN und der CLUB ov GORE
PHAROH SANDERS
MORBOSIDAD
MERZBOW
DICK HYMAN
EARTH/SUNNO)))
HERBIE HANCOCK
NINJA MAN
JEAN MICHEL JARRE (just kidding)
Sounds Like
huge, cavernous nothingness & small, shallow pools ov shimmering heartbreak.
or this:
you can't ignore someone who is physically in your rectum.
OUT NOW!!!!
B.BAPHOMET FULL LENGTH CD on SMALL DOSES!!!
"EINSPLUNDAHGN"
check out this review from AQUARIUSRECORDS.COM
"B.BAPHOMET Einsplundaghn (Small Doses) cd-r 8.98
Okay doomlords and dronelords, it's been a while since we got something in this heavy and grim and bleak and doomic. Something so blackened and crushing, but also so dark and droney, so blissed out and blurry.
The mysterious B.Baphomet, utilizing a strange collection of sound making devices, including bass guitars, Moogs, FX, vocals, Rhodes, percussion, oscillators, seat creaking, vibraphone and of course "knocking something over", has concocted this haunting mysterious collection of blackdrones and downtuned ambient doom, of shimmering whispers and washed out electronic landscapes. Weirdly, two of the tracks here are credited to B.Baphomet, while two of them are credited to M. Colby, who IS B.Baphomet.
Regardless, the opener is for the doomlords, a near black metal crawl, huge guitar chords poured out like black tar, super processed vocals howl and growl, streaks of feedback and long stretches of crumbling rumble, like a black metal version of that Vulture Club record we love so much. This is ultra-ultra-megadoom, an impossibly thick wall of black buzz, of low end sludge, creeping and seeping, the vocals buried in the mix, crushing and pummeling, a slow motion sonic flaying. The track eventually morphs into something much more static, the guitars spread out into throbbing drone, layered with fuzzy synths, and tons of low end, occasionally peppered with barely audible vocals, strange short wave interference, damaged FX,13 minutes of utter and glorious aural punishment.
But from that point on, the other three tracks, are for the dronelords (and hell, by now most aQ customers should count themselves as both, doomlord and dronelord), something much more abstract and minimal, the second track, is a strange swirl of muted melodies, buried rhythms, swells of processed guitar, all smeared into a blurry glimmering dronescape. The third track is similarly minimal and drone-y but much more gritty, the various tones crumbly and distorted, crackle, hiss, whir wrapped around decaying sound, the track slipping from warm alien glow, to subterranean industrial grind, but always stretched into long drawn out alien sounding sonic expanses.
The final track is the prettiest of the bunch, a sort of lullaby, drifting bell like tones, glimmering chimes, muted delicate melodies, warm soft chords, all so soft and shimmery and so unlike the rest of the disc, especially the blackened opener.
SUPER LIMITED!! Only 111 copies! Each disc comes in a super swank hand screened brown on brown cardstock sleeve, with a printed red Japanese style obi, inside, a printed color insert, each one hand numbered."
Dude the scene there is so fly by night. Dunno much about that city nowaday. Back around 2003 when I was putting on tons of basement shows, some of the punx from Chattanooga would come up and support. Most of 'em were really nice people. Very friendly. Which is so totally different than how 99% of the retards here in Nashville are.
Man, I'd love to drive up for that Hot Graves assault. I don't see it happening though. Have fun... and be safe... the pigs here Tenn don't fuck around.
She's got real big bones
And a gorgeous home
And between her, um
And me there's something quite good I love
...
beep beep beep
...
She's a buzzing bee
She's a person see
Between you and me
Someone I want bad
But can't have
I'm an overgrown
Little wanting boy
She's my only joy
And covers come between us to clear
We have a new Dethbeats song up with vocals listen when your not busy pimping and shit. White trash models!!! what more could a person want except maybe mute models with inferiority complexes.
Just a bored old dude looking for some sense of satisfaction in whatever way he can.Feeble screams from the forest er the condo by the waterway with the older people babbling about days long gone before they sold the world.
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