We're going to have break our self-infliction temporarily here in light of recent indications that it is not possible to Take Over The World without a decently up-to-date myspace page. This is disturbing, for three reasons: 1. we hate myspace (at least those of us aware of this particular piece of writing,) 2. we ate myspace and threw it back up, and 3. we are still trying to Take Over The World.
Halaka is a classic automobile manufactured in the American Southwest sometime in the 1950s. No one ever bought any but a few were shipped to the middle of the Pacific Ocean in an attempt to see if they would float. They did not.
Improvisational/Non-improvisational/experimental/typical folk-noise-punk-classical-rock-ambient-instrumental-vocal musicians in the truest sense of the word, Halaka once built an entire recording situation around the question, "I wonder if this thing here would make any sound if seven people screamed at it for an hour?" The answer was no, but the recording was exquisite neverthenone. At least if anyone had heard it before it, too, sunk to the bottom of the Pacific.
No one's ever actually been to Saturn. Can you believe that shit? It's 2007. Come on, people. Get with the program.
Halaka is almost not quite on an extended hiatus (while very definitely being actively pursuing activity) due to 2007's explosion forth from various wombs of various tiny, adorable human beings.
The stork was a masterpiece of postmodern architecture, and can very frequently still be glimpsed in a few rear-view mirrors.
"Flashy, I can't sing a tune," is what that one part says. Please view with caution.
Newly! Pile Records has some of our stuff for sale through their catalog. You can click buttons and type things and then you'll get CDRs in nice, hand-made packaging RIGHT IN YOUR MAIL. It's astounding. You'll be astoundished.
Look for even crasser self-promotion here in the future. We've been getting sick of people requesting our CDs and us having to stare at each other until we forget about it, like that dude in Memento.
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Hello friend! You might like to check our new releases from My Cell Phone Is Better Than Your Cell Phone (Ontario-based Ambient) and The Velcro Leaves (Maryland-based avant-garde/indie rock) for free. Check our page, download the music, and tell your friends.
And how is life?
Hey friend! Thought you might like to get our new record for free--just for a little while! We like you so much that we thought we'd give away something we're really, really proud of! Much peace, j and tvl
Impressive, it seems as though you've found me again. Those tiny brothers will never learn. Florida is like living life in a sauna. In the band practice room it gets up to 110. How are you?
I was telling Van Morrison all about Halaka the other day. I said that your music is like when you're a kid and you're lying on the grass looking up at the clouds and all of a sudden they look like people and airplanes exploding and a rabbit making love to a fire engine. Van listened to me and then he said - and I'll never forget this - he said "Who the fuck is this and how did you get this number?" I tried to talk to him some more, but he said "I gotta go".