:::::KINDER27:::: DRUNJUS-"travel by night and rest in black shade through the day" cassette in sea-tone ship bag.
HEY! Sounds from the dusty cupboard. It's been so long we don't remember what this sounds like, but I am sure it's as dreamy as the packaging! Get yours HERE>>> http://www.myspace.com/kindertapes !!!
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The second Family has a show at the project lodge with Matt Valentine and Erica Elder Nov.17th! Also wanted to drop this craziness on you:
Another incredible offering from the SFB camp, documenting their huge collective burnouts. side A begins with a Murky laidback basement jam which quickly morphs into a psychedelic banjo romp, and ends with the incredible tropical sounding shamanic title track.....
The flip sides drugged up guitar solo and loose percussion keeps the pace for another of the band’s sonic meditations, which all accumulates into the last track’s laid back Dub Vibes, perfectly suited for heaviest smokers soundtr
20
min Lo-Fi patchwork of a nocturnal silly session played amid the ruins
of an old country house. Ultra-limited edition of 11 copies. 4 eur shipping included or
trade.
A
brand new draught of S.H. electrik violence on black C60 (1 side - 14
minutes). Recorded August, 2009. Artwork by M + D. Edition of 20
copies. 4 eur shipping included or trade.
Is it Noise Concréte? Is it avant-garde? No, it’s the sound of the world according to Joris J.. It’s the ICU of sonic impulses, and in all it’s intenseness, deepness, intricacy, the man in the white coat playing the organ (which does not sound out of place in this swamp of soft distortion) still smiles at you. Because there is always joy in making experiences as listening to music like this,. It drills a hole in your skull, and you will shave your head afterwards to show it proudly to the world. Speaking of which: drills never sounded sexier as on this EP. Word.
Sometimes an album comes along that just sweeps us right to those endless summer nights where lying back on the still-warm grass, we realize the scope of inverted abyss in the sky above and breathe deep in awe. Rambutan’s ‘Broken Infinity’ is just such a listening experience. Crafted by the hands of the poly-talented Eric Hardiman of the Tape Drift label & Century Plants/Burnt Hills fame, this solo release is filled with aching intention and eye opening wanderlust. Past Rambutan releases tend toward carving out crushing scoops of night-tinged tones with his nimbly-processed six string. That wall-of-guitar power is also found here, but additionally Eric investigates stretches of glassy vibrato downpour & spooked twilight sustain. It’s relieving to find compositions willing to breathe like this, balancing dark and dominant outer forces with the levity of an inner infinite impulse, broken as it may temporarily be. Hand numbered edition of 100 painted cdrs with full color sleeve & insert card in vinyl jacket.
The future of the indie music world post-Person Pitch/Merriweather Post Pavilion? We might just be seeing/hearing it in young (freshman at IU) Bloomington, Indiana-based Spirit Spine. (My Old Kentucky Blog)
Spirit Spine spreads his hands with a smile, and between them stretch neon coloured wills o’ the wisps which are arranged around your room most delicately to create a tunnel of halos which ends at a glimmering gate in your ceiling, if you slide inside this path and levitate past the gate you will find yourself standing not in the sad mess of your neighbours’ flat above, but on top of a warm mesa from which you can behold an orgy of orange and red as twin suns set over an alien landscape of ravishing beauty. This is the sound of Panda Bear if he was into Arthur C. Clarke instead of Walt Whitman. (20 Jazz Funk Greats)