Up and down, insanity and boredom, all that dichotomous junk...generically speaking, various and sundry audiostuffs from the whole gamut since the invention of rhythm, but often nodding toward the organized electronic chaos of the 1970s and leaning heavily against the 1980s new-wave-post-punk-college-rock-whatever-the-hell-they-call-it-these-days varietal.
Sounds Like
Some girl tinkering with stuff and making a CD via computer, mixer, instruments, and various noises. It's like so five minutes ago.
recovery council is the analog and digital synth-laced, solid state noise-dotted, guitar-wrapped work of, uh, me.
recovery council released a CD way back in fall 2003 called Advent 619 (the bionic milk plant records), a collection of poignant stories with a touch of wry humor about a robotic engineering accident. It is still available at CD Baby and the bionic milk plant website (www.bionicmilk.com).
Jangly, lush guitar work, sweeping string synths accompanied by smatterings of beeps and noises, deadpan vocals spattered with...uh, parody-quality passion, and electronic drums reminiscent of robotic limitations give this album sonically grandiose yet smackingly human qualities. The quirks of homestyle production add to its raw yet dreamy splendor. Can we talk about something else now? My attention span is fading fast - let's just call it homemade space junk.
As of 2006, after a long, long hiatus, recovery council has been somewhat resurrected in another form and a follow-up could occur any old time. Whee!
When does the rocovery council plan on releasing a new disc...It's been far too long since the last...We are waiting with tapping toes...Oh Yeah, my girlfriend has basically stolen my copy of Advent.
