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OHGR Welt (Spitfire) cd 16.98
Throughout the '80's/90's, Vancouver surrealists Skinny Puppy were a group ahead of their time. Laced with film dialogue samples (one of the first and best, if you ask me) and seething emotion, their highly visceral and visual music seemed to reverberate from the future much like that of Throbbing Gristle, Suicide, and Cabaret Voltaire before them. Much more experimental and sonically out-there than Ministry and bands they were eventually lumped in with, SP undeniably cut a deep and indelible mark in the pages of music history - in the years since, countless bands have shamelessly plundered their trunk of aural pleasures (Trent Reznor,etc) and macabre visuals (Marilyn Manson,etc). When they disbanded following the death of member Dwayne Goettel in 1995, multi-instrumentalist Cevin Key paused but a moment before immersing himself in a rash of other projects - Tear Garden and Download to name but two - and launching his own studio and label in LA. Frontman Nivek Ogre, on the other hand (with the exception of his 1998 collaborative effort with Martin Atkins entitled Rx), seemed to simply vanish into the shadows. until now. This album was completed and ready for release in the mid-late '90s under the moniker W.E.L.T., however the legal shackles of American Recordings kept it in limbo until Ogre's contract expired in 1999. Reworked, refreshed, and actually re-recorded, the album now finds its home on Spitfire Records, with the moniker changed to 'OHGR' and the album itself called 'WELT'. Heavy synth grooves and hooks reminiscent of early SP material ('Bites'), or even recent Gary Numan. with Ogre actually SINGING (as opposed to screeching under racks of effects), most of these songs are downright catchy synth-industro-pop(!) with a lot of current electronic music sounding more and more like old Skinny Puppy, this just might be Ogre's time. Surprisingly contemporary. Hey everyone (and especially all you kids that are going to the Ozz-fest this year): recommended listening!
RealAudio clip: "cracker"
RealAudio clip: "water"

album cover FAUST Kleine Welt (Live) (Ektro) cd 14.98
Forget for a second that this is a Faust album. What if it was just some unknown new band, some cd-r we got in the mail, some limited edition cassette release? Heck we've tried that thought experiment, and we'd be all over it! Telling you that it's a mysteriously murky, throbbing psychedelic freak-scene, fraught with krautrocky rhythms and tense textures. Sorta reminds us of a mix of Blues Control and Wooden Shjips... or White Hills and Expo '70... there's a druggy '60s garage vibe, industrial electronic atmosphere, blissful moodiness, and clockwork Circle-like propulsivity, all crammed into one crazy counter-intuitive whole, raw and live! Everything in the way of organ drones, harmonica blurt, echoing voices, shuffling drums, and serious dosage of searing psych-rock geetar found here were all taken from various European performances in 2006, later mixed and edited at fauststudio. We'd assume most of the tracks are pretty much unique to this disc...
Yeah, we'd be pretty into it if it was some new group! Does the fact it's a new disc by krautrock legends Faust, released by Circle's Ektro label, make it any cooler? It doesn't need to. Though if that's what it takes to get you to check it out, that's ok. Conversely, if you were like, oh just another umpteenth Faust reunion album, don't be like that. First off, Faust rule. Even today. Sure, this isn't the original line up. In fact, it's not even the ONLY current line up! Apparently, in the grand tradition of, uh, Saxon and others, there's now more than one version of Faust, each featuring different original band members, going around touring under the name. Weird. Not sure if this fractured factioning is an agreed-upon thing (to cover more ground?) or if they're in competition. Hopefully the former! It would be sad to hear that there's litigation pending.
So anyway, THIS Faust consists of Jan Wolbrandt on drums, Michael Stoll on bass (and flute), Lars Paukstat on percussion and vocals, Steven Wray Lobdell on guitar, and Hans Joachim Irmler on organ, keyboards and vocals. That's a good line up all right, they've got Lobdell in the band after all! Hence the dosage of searing psych-rock geetar previously mentioned...
Recommended, as one of the two very different and very cool live albums newly issued by Ektro that we're reviewing this list (the other one is by '80s strong-man metaller Thor, believe it or not!). Hmmm. Faust + Thor, does that sort of = Circle??
(And note, there's another new live Faust 2cd that we have in stock and hope to review soon, Od Serca Do Duszy, that's the work of the OTHER active Faust unit, featuring Jean-Herve Peron, Zappi Diermaier, and Amaury Cambuzat.)
MPEG Stream: "Foam Of War"
MPEG Stream: "Crawling Wax"
MPEG Stream: "Terrorize Me"

album cover ALPS, THE Jewelt Galaxies (Root Strata) cd-r 8.98
THIS IS CURRENTLY OUT OF PRINT OR OTHERWISE UNAVAILABLE TO US AT THE MOMENT, SO PLEASE DO NOT ORDER IT. SORRY.
Managed to get a handful more of these, and it looks like once these are gone, they'll be gone for good.
From the looks of the felt pen scrawled disc artwork you might be expecting some Wolf Eyes, Black Dice or Lightning Bolt sweaty dirge-noise bursts, but The Alps go in the opposite direction, offering up glistening meditative soundscapes well-suited to gazing at frosty mountain peaks such as those of their namesake. Makes more sense when you discover that The Alps are Scott Hewicker (Troll), Alexis Georgopoulos (Tussle) and Jefre Cantu (Tarentel, Colophon, J.C. Ledesma), doesn't it?
Squeaky clarinets and alien flute toots melted into whirls of swish and whoosh, all laid over ominous drones and instrument hum and tape hiss. Quite beautiful. And as with many cd-r releases, quite limited!
MPEG Stream: "Tintinnabulations"

album cover ALPS, THE Jewelt Galaxies / Spirit Shambles (Spekk) cd 17.98
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Gorgeous reissue of two long out of print cd-r's from Bay Area abstract drone drift outfit The Alps, featuring AQ staffer Scott Hewicker (Troll), Alexis Georgopoulos (Tussle) and Jefre Cantu (Tarentel, Colophon, J.C. Ledesma), who together weave breathtaking expanses of blissed out shimmer and glistening meditative soundscapes well-suited to gazing at frosty mountain peaks such as those of their namesake.
The Alps explore mysterious worlds of haunting folky foresty freeform loveliness, trafficking in dark dreamy wonder, disembodied strains of some lost Appalachia float weightless in a dusky forest of murky mumbly ambience, while muted guitars and stumbling tribal drumming swirl and sway amidst delicate tendrils of creepy ghostly falsetto croon and swoon. Elsewhere, deep pools of shimmering cymbal wash sparkle and glimmer, the sky above a moonlit smear of ethereal electronic effervescence, all run through with streaks of subtle melody. Squeaky clarinets and alien flute toots melt into whirls of swish and whoosh, all laid over ominous drones and instrument hum and tape hiss.
Think The Wickerman meets Jewelled Antler or Neu! played at 16rpm broadcast through a moss covered speaker on the bottom of the sea, or the sound of the Northern Lights, recorded onto a wax cylinder and played back through a shortwave radio, while a boy on a nearby rooftop hurls broken cymbals into the drained swimming pool next door, the entire thing subtly underpinned by the relentless throb and pulse of rain dripping on upended plastic garbage cans. So good.
The only drag here is that the label decided to leave off one of our favorite tracks, the final number on Spirit Shambles, fearing its lo-fi sprawl and clatter didn't fit in with the Alps' lush ambience and moonlit glimmer, which is precisely why it worked so perfectly. Oh well, to hear what we're talking about you just might have to do some internet searching or late night eBaying, but don't let that deter you from picking this up, even minus that burst of corrosive murk, you'd be hard pressed to find a lovelier batch of shambling sonic swoon...
Packaged with all new artwork in a cool, sleek oversized digipak style folder.
MPEG Stream: "Tintinnabulations"
MPEG Stream: "O Wind"
MPEG Stream: "Bird With The Crystal Plumage"

album cover FLEISCHMANN, B. Angst Is Not A Weltanschauung (Morr) cd 16.98

album cover KISS THE ANUS OF A BLACK CAT Weltuntergangsstimmung (Zeal) cd 13.98
Hey, we like surprises, especially pleasant ones like this. The return of longtime aQ faves Kiss The Anus Of A Black Cat, the project of Belgian musician Stef Heeren, is indeed a bit of a darkwave departure from his previous work, but still totally welcome, once we got our heads around it. Perhaps the purple-and-black cover graphics should have been a clue to something new, 'cause all earlier Kiss The Anus Of A Black Cat covers were black-and-white.
KTAOABC's previous four albums, while each varied to some degree (the introduction of drums, and heavier drones, on 2008's The Nebulous Dreams being a bold move back then), all hewed to the same basic sound/concept: foreboding experimental apocalyptic doom folk, that caused us to draw strong comparisons to the likes of Current 93 (especially Current 93!), Comus, Richard Youngs, Swans, and even Woven Hand. KTAOBAC's witchy rituals were dark and ghostly, a mix of sparse pagan folk and deathly industrial drone, with vocals intoned like David Tibet.
But, with Weltuntergangsstimmung, Kiss The Anus Of A Black Cat has really taken a new tack. If we thought drums were a change, how about drum machines? The sinister old KTAOABC sound is present, but transformed. It sounds like Heeren has been listening to a lot of early '80s minimal new wave music (perhaps there's influence here from Belgium's own Snowy Red and The Neon Judgement?), and has now made a very song-based album with electronic instruments that, if it were an authentic release from the era, would fit in nicely on a reissue label like Dark Entries. Or indeed, we wouldn't have been surprised had this come out on Wierd, alongside the likes of Xeno & Oaklander.
His vocals here are reminding us less of C93's Tibet, and more of another favorite folk shaman, Daniel Higgs. But imagine Daniel Higgs making a gothic coldwave record!! Clicking-ticking drum machine beats and electronic handclaps underpin reverb heavy electric guitar lines and washes of analog synth, over which Heeren croons his lyrics of sadness and surrender, baring his soul in a catchy new gloom-pop context. (There's also a bass player, and some female backing vox.)
We're loving it, even though now KTAOBAC sounds more like Bauhaus or The Cure, than Comus. But, while quite different, this is rapidly becoming one of our favorite KTAOABC albums yet, we can't stop playing it. And, we all can be happy that Heeren at least didn't see any need to change the delightful name of his band.
FYI, there's a vinyl version of this too, on OnderStroom Records, that we hope to get in sometime soon as well.
MPEG Stream: "My Word As Gospel"
MPEG Stream: "The Shadows Are You"
MPEG Stream: "Ruins"

album cover NOKTURNAL MORTUM WeltAnschauung (No Colours) cd 22.00
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There's very few comparisons to listening to Nokturnal Mortum. The Charlie Daniels Band jammin' with Emperor? Bizarre black metal hoedown? Some sort of line dancing campfire jamboree gone horribly horribly wrong? The unholy spawn of the grimmest black metal and a hauntingly festive medieval gypsy folk? Okay, so maybe there are more than a few comparisons, but they all tend to center around NM's unlikely country-gypsy-folk / black metal hybrid. Precisely what makes them so completely and bizarrely brilliant. This Ukranian horde unleash the ghost hounds and the battle commences with the sounds of galloping horses, strange battle horns, the strangled cries of wounded beasts, the clatter of steel on chain mail, sounds that continue throughout the entire record. It's almost like a field recording of some epic medieval battle, a mad dash through corpse strewn villages, with occasional bursts of black metal buzz from some random corpsepainted ghouls playing in the smoking rubble of a burnt and blackened tavern, or from within a copse of twisted trees, the metal soon drifts into the background as you head deeper into the forest, are farther out upon the battlefield. Nokturnal Mortum's particular take on black metal tends toward the buzzing midtempo gallop and lope, thick and gnarled and fuzzed out, a la Burzum, Graveland, Woodtemple, etc. But more often than not, these black bursts twist into unlikely shapes, blackened metallic jigs, strangely festive and rollicking but still razor sharp and dense with guitar buzz and ripping riffs, jubilant (yet still slightly ominous) gypsy stomps, but laced with spiky guitars and blasting drums. Most noticeable this time around are the extensive ambient interludes, swooshy, starlit night twinkle and shimmer, lush wooshes over tinkly melodies, almost new age-y at moments, but it's not long before you are felled once again by a sharp slab of utter blackness, or a rollicking jubilant mace to the temple, all part of the curious journey through Nokturnal Mortum's bizarrely blackened world.
While they last we have the super deluxe oversized hardcover book version (limited to 1000 copies), once we run out of those you'll get the regular jewel case version (which also happens to be cheaper!).
MPEG Stream: "I Feel The Breath Of Ragnarok"
MPEG Stream: "Weltanschauung"
MPEG Stream: "Hailed Be The Heroes"

NOKTURNAL MORTUM WeltAnschauung (No Colours) cd 16.98
There's very few comparisons to listening to Nokturnal Mortum. The Charlie Daniels Band jammin' with Emperor? Bizarre black metal hoedown? Some sort of line dancing campfire jamboree gone horribly horribly wrong? The unholy spawn of the grimmest black metal and a hauntingly festive medieval gypsy folk? Okay, so maybe there are more than a few comparisons, but they all tend to center around NM's unlikely country-gypsy-folk / black metal hybrid. Precisely what makes them so completely and bizarrely brilliant. This Ukranian horde unleash the ghost hounds and the battle commences with the sounds of galloping horses, strange battle horns, the strangled cries of wounded beasts, the clatter of steel on chain mail, sounds that continue throughout the entire record. It's almost like a field recording of some epic medieval battle, a mad dash through corpse strewn villages, with occasional bursts of black metal buzz from some random corpsepainted ghouls playing in the smoking rubble of a burnt and blackened tavern, or from within a copse of twisted trees, the metal soon drifts into the background as you head deeper into the forest, are farther out upon the battlefield. Nokturnal Mortum's particular take on black metal tends toward the buzzing midtempo gallop and lope, thick and gnarled and fuzzed out, a la Burzum, Graveland, Woodtemple, etc. But more often than not, these black bursts twist into unlikely shapes, blackened metallic jigs, strangely festive and rollicking but still razor sharp and dense with guitar buzz and ripping riffs, jubilant (yet still slightly ominous) gypsy stomps, but laced with spiky guitars and blasting drums. Most noticeable this time around are the extensive ambient interludes, swooshy, starlit night twinkle and shimmer, lush wooshes over tinkly melodies, almost new age-y at moments, but it's not long before you are felled once again by a sharp slab of utter blackness, or a rollicking jubilant mace to the temple, all part of the curious journey through Nokturnal Mortum's bizarrely blackened world. Regular jewelcase version.
MPEG Stream: "I Feel The Breath Of Ragnarok"
MPEG Stream: "Weltanschauung"
MPEG Stream: "Hailed Be The Heroes"

album cover STELZER, HOWARD & DAVID PAYNE Swelter (Cardinal) lp 21.00
Howard Stelzer is the man behind Intransitive Recordings, one of the finest experimental-noise-drone-fucked labels of the past decade or so. He's quite an exceptional mangler of sound in his own right, thanks to piles of barely working tape decks and thoroughly gunked up cassettes, promoting a distressed aesthetic of murky tape noise, garbling hiss, gray thrummings of compressed rumble, sea-sickened whirlings, and start-stop mechanics. Stelzer's collaborator here is David Payne, a Canadian noise-junk thrillseeker who might be known to some for his releases in / as Fossils. Admittedly, we're not all that familiar with Payne or Fossils, but Stelzer's broken collage approach is definitely present.
Small Cruel Party like textures amass out of the ever present fog of tape hiss, which Stelzer and Payne push to steam-vent intensity amidst churning, lumbering emanations that crawl out of calcified hums, decayed tones, and wind-sheer microphone obliteration. The tapes are not without their recognizable forms (although for the most part, these mud-crust recordings stay purposefully abstract), as twitterings of a bird and the rasp of car horns puncture the low-tech musique concrete approach from these gritty tape machinations. Grizzly crunches that sound like bones getting snapped in half, to which we have to hope is not the result of Stelzer and Payne setting contact mics on their fingers whilst shattering their own digits. Swelter finds itself somewhere between the first Dry Lungs international noise compilation, Merzbow's really early noise-junk offerings, and Maurizio Bianchi's Sacher-Pelz turntablist warbling. Limited to 200 copies and not long for this world!

TOTENBURG Weltmacht Oder Niedergang Winterschlacht (ISO666) cd 14.98
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album cover V/A Weltecho (Raster-Noton) 2cd 15.98
A gorgeous sounding and gorgeously packaged audio record of four separate exhibitions/installations in which the artists used diferent approaches to utilising the space and the manner in which sound affected or was affected by that space. The space in question was a cavernous art gallery in Chemnitz Germany and the event was curated by Raster-Noton head honcho Carsten Nicolai. William Basinski broadcast his gorgeous and gauzy short wave recordings into the space, letting the sounds resonate and reverberate and slowly mutate into new shapes entirely. One of the most gorgeous chunks of drone we've heard and alone, even at nine minutes, makes this well worth picking up. But the other tracks aren't so shabby either. Ronald And Robert Lippock offer up a wispy, ethereal, super minimal lull-scape of gentle tones and shifting textures. Lumen use film projectors to create clicking, beeping rhythms that warble and shift, delicate and unpredictable. And Errorsmith used the sounds of visitors to the installation to create stuttering computer generated sound images. The whole thing finishes off with a strange Kraftwerkian techno workout. Cool.
MPEG Stream: ROBERT AND RONALD LIPPOCK "Fruit Of The Loom"
MPEG Stream: WILLIAM BASINSKI "Shortwavemusic"

WINTER LOST, A Weltenende (Sun & Moon) cd 13.98

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