From the heights of deep volcanos, glowing like tangerines, the digital
watch counts down to magma display.
What is the sound of volcanos singing? Not the rumble you hear out your
window, not the steam hissing to the sky. What is the pitch of the radiant
flame?
You cannot put your finger on it. You are afraid of catching fire. Then who
will point the way for others?
Hailing from deep volcanos, the High Water Marks will point the way, their
fingers impervious.
Who are these volcano-listeners, these finger-pointers, these High Water
Marks?
Their first names are Hilarie (guitar/vocal/drums/Moog/keyboard), Per Ole
(lead guitar/vocal), Jim (drums/vocal/piano/keyboard/percussion), and
Michael (bass guitar).
Their last names are Sidney (Apples in stereo, Secret Square), Bratset
(Palermo), Lindsay (Oranger, Preston School of Industry), and Snowden (The
Fakes), respectively.
(Of course we know that you know who they are, but we are leading you to the
news that the new High Water Marks album POLAR is out NOW
on Happy Happy Birthday To Me Records.
The words next to their surnames disclose other bands that The High Water
Marks have been associated with. We include them for those of you in the
secret service, to aid you with background checks, and distract you from the
hum.)
Referencing the background, please hear the volcanos outside. Note that the
High Water Marks sound explosive.
Like volcanos, they appear around the globe. Unlike volcanos, they fill
beautiful pop songs with smashing drums and yearning guitars. Unlike
volcanos, they do not fill their songs with lava.
Unlike volcanos, the High Water Marks attract crowds with their noise.
The analogy is complete. The High Water Marks are erupting.
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The only Howling Hex record to be released on a label other than Drag City. Four tracks penned by Neil Hagerty, the rest of the total twelve by a variety of unknown collaborators - all produced by Hagerty, all weird and incredible. There's bits of bizarre sound art, broken poetry, a coulda-been-a-90s-dance-anthem, rock songs, a ballad, and tons of sweet guitar playing. The title track alone is worth the price of the record, with its haunting, counter-melodic, phasing synth and guitar arrangement.
FINALLY, NEW MUSIC! "The Art Of Broken Glass" (EP), click myspace.com/mrjmedeiros and take a listen! Available on itunes or directly from my site. New Mr.J songs to add to your profile! WORD!
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We've never been able to quite pin down exactly what it is that The Hunter Gracchus do, which is a wonderful thing. A shifting unit with Syed Kamran Ali, Fiona Marshall and Jon Marshall at the core, they have recently settled into a fairly stable unit of six, but it's hard to know how long that'll last. Still, while it does, it's producing all manner of magical and highly unexpected performances. The one captured here was recorded at the band's practice room cum gig space, Fagin's Hideout/The Furniture Makers and is a less blistering freakout than some of their recent output, preferring to quietly explore every nook of tonal space. It simmers rather than erupts and, the longer you become immersed in it, the less aware you become of the passage of time. It's a recording that feels like it should go on forever and, when it does come to a close, the silence is shocking. In a time when it's all too easy for a group of improvisers to just go full-tilt in some euphoric pursuit, the Hunter Gracchus provides us with a glowing alternative that draws us slowly in and drowns our senses. This is truly awesome.
Peeesseye I Woke Up and Drank a Bottle of Cheap Kojak CDR
Peeesseye made the scene at Dylan Nyoukis's Colour Out of Space festival last summer and hopped over to Manchester to play a show at the Town Hall Tavern, the recording of which forms the content of this incredible slab of dense droning harmonium, scraping, buzzing, subtly soloing guitar and pulse-free, scatter-drumming. We can't recommend this enough. Limited to 80 copies.
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