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album cover !!! (CHIK CHIK CHIK) Louden Up Now (Touch & Go) cd 15.98
Everybody's favorite indie funk-dub party band returns with their second full length after almost 4 years of near silence (just an ep and a few other sporadic appearances). And they take up right where they left off. Fun and funky, silly and sexy, occasionally intense and aggressive, but always a big ol' sweaty stew of jangly wah guitars, dubbed out FX all over the place, tribal rhythms, slap bass, ska horns, hypnotic grooves, bizarre production and lots of vocals! That's right. Vocals. The boy vocals sound quite a bit like the Clash at their most dubbed out, while the female vocals are classic sounding disco diva. All this vocalising keeps the proceedings weird and unpredictable, and add some serious snarl to the party (with a mouth that Mom would want to wash out with soap!), while perfectly complimenting !!!'s super extended instrumental workouts that are equal parts funky seventies sitcom theme song, coked up Studio 54 dance mix, British punk dub, Prince-like nasty funk (complete with Prince like lyrics: "U might C U R there...") and groovy Neu like krautrock. Comes with a bonus disc that appears to be the 'bad words removed' clean edit version of the record.
MPEG Stream: "When The Going Gets Tough, The Tough Get Karazee"
MPEG Stream: "Pardon My Freedom"

!!! (CHIK CHIK CHIK) Me And Giuliani Down By the School Yard (A True Story) (Touch & Go) 12" 5.98
!!!'s new single is razor sharp, cold 'n icy dance music, 2 lengthy pieces that have all the brightness and vitality of Liquid Liquid's "White Lines" or other similar hybrids of punk and dance music happening in NYC in the early '80s -- ESG, maybe Arthur Russell. Maybe it makes sense that they left the laid back clime of California for the adrenaline energy of New York. Three of its eight members are on Outhud, and one is in LCD Soundsystem.
However, I don't think foregrounding a vocal line is a good idea. !!!'s instrumentation is just enough; the vocals distract from what the instruments are saying, when all I want to hear is what that addictively groovy guitar's chkk-chkk-chikka chkk-chkk-chikka is going to go, or where the joyous chord progressions will take me. Recommended!

album cover !!! (CHIK CHIK CHIK) Me And Giuliani Down By the School Yard (A True Story) (Touch & Go) cd single 5.98
!!!'s new single is razor sharp, cold 'n icy dance music, 2 lengthy pieces that have all the brightness and vitality of Liquid Liquid's "White Lines" or other similar hybrids of punk and dance music happening in NYC in the early '80s -- ESG, maybe Arthur Russell. Maybe it makes sense that they left the laid back clime of California for the adrenaline energy of New York. Three of its eight members are on Outhud, and one is in LCD Soundsystem.
However, I don't think foregrounding a vocal line is a good idea. !!!'s instrumentation is just enough; the vocals distract from what the instruments are saying, when all I want to hear is what that addictively groovy guitar's chkk-chkk-chikka chkk-chkk-chikka is going to go, or where the joyous chord progressions will take me. Recommended!
MPEG Stream: "Me and Giuliani Down By the Schoolyard (a true story)"

album cover !!! (CHIK CHIK CHIK) Myth Takes (Warp) cd 14.98
!!!'s latest makes us want to dj (or at least attend) a sweaty summer dance party so bad it hurts. Emulating the underlying mood of such parties, Myth Takes delivers without moderation. Drummer Gerard Fuchs provides a rapid heartbeat for the record by employing the open/closed hi-hat repetition you remember most from old 70's funk classics. Manic vocals that wax abrasive and wane falsetto paired with slap bass, clattering and hypnotic guitars, synths, and a whole lotta effects easily make Myth Takes the dance party record of the year. Accepting that college kegger dance-offs may merely be a not-so-distant memory for some of us, the Brooklyn based band's groove pounding third (full length) release has also proven to come in handy for ass-shakin' apartment cleaning and Aquarius order packing! Established !!! fans will certainly not be disappointed with Myth takes, and the Brooklyn based eight-piece is sure to recruit some new sweatband-rockin' blood with sex drenched hits like "Must Be The Moon."
MPEG Stream: "Myth Takes"
MPEG Stream: "Must Be The Moon"

album cover !!! (CHIK CHIK CHIK) Myth Takes (Warp) lp 20.00
!!!'s latest makes us want to dj (or at least attend) a sweaty summer dance party so bad it hurts. Emulating the underlying mood of such parties, Myth Takes delivers without moderation. Drummer Gerard Fuchs provides a rapid heartbeat for the record by employing the open/closed hi-hat repetition you remember most from old 70's funk classics. Manic vocals that wax abrasive and wane falsetto paired with slap bass, clattering and hypnotic guitars, synths, and a whole lotta effects easily make Myth Takes the dance party record of the year. Accepting that college kegger dance-offs may merely be a not-so-distant memory for some of us, the Brooklyn based band's groove pounding third (full length) release has also proven to come in handy for ass-shakin' apartment cleaning and Aquarius order packing! Established !!! fans will certainly not be disappointed with Myth takes, and the Brooklyn based eight-piece is sure to recruit some new sweatband-rockin' blood with sex drenched hits like "Must Be The Moon."
MPEG Stream: "Myth Takes"
MPEG Stream: "Must Be The Moon"

!!! (CHIK CHIK CHIK) s/t (Gold Standard Laboratories ) cd 12.98
THIS IS CURRENTLY OUT OF PRINT OR OTHERWISE UNAVAILABLE TO US AT THE MOMENT, SO PLEASE DO NOT ORDER IT. SORRY.
Heads up, this is the highly anticipated full-length from current indie sensations !!! ("chik chik chik"). The band (composed of the guys from Sacramento's beloved Outhud as well as 3 or 4 other blokes) play a groove-addicted blend of (mostly) instrumental art-punk-funk that is so catchy and bouncy you will not believe it. Scene reports from all over the country have been afire with stories of !!! live shows wherein EVERYONE, including staid white emo boys, peels off their sweaty t-shirts to dance the night away. People who say they've NEVER danced at a show before simply could not restrain themselves in the face of !!!, who mix Gang of Four style angular guitar tension with the irresistible bass groove of Liquid Liquid, the fuzzy vocals of Joe Strummer (in fact it's sort of amazing and weird how often !!! sounds like "Casbah"-era Clash), and the kind of energy that just doesn't stop. There's only a couple of cringe-inducing moments (like when the singer goes "I learned a lot / from smoking pot / but I don't remember / what I forgot", but all in all this is a record that will have your hips moving wildly independent from the rest of yer body, like Byram's butt is doing right now... Go Byram go! (Then again, Byram has been known to shake his butt to Merzbow and Ryoji Ikeda, so maybe he's not the best litmus test of butt shaking music. Although our little dancing Santa in the window is certainly wagging his behind as we speak.)
RealAudio clip: "Intensify"
RealAudio clip: "Feel Good Hit of the Fall"

!!! (CHIK CHIK CHIK) s/t (Gold Standard Laboratories ) lp 9.98
THIS IS CURRENTLY OUT OF PRINT OR OTHERWISE UNAVAILABLE TO US AT THE MOMENT, SO PLEASE DO NOT ORDER IT. SORRY.
Heads up, this is the highly anticipated full-length from current indie sensations !!! ("chik chik chik"). The band (composed of the guys from Sacramento's beloved Outhud as well as 3 or 4 other blokes) play a groove-addicted blend of (mostly) instrumental art-punk-funk that is so catchy and bouncy you will not believe it. Scene reports from all over the country have been afire with stories of !!! live shows wherein EVERYONE, including staid white emo boys, peels off their sweaty t-shirts to dance the night away. People who say they've NEVER danced at a show before simply could not restrain themselves in the face of !!!, who mix Gang of Four style angular guitar tension with the irresistible bass groove of Liquid Liquid, the fuzzy vocals of Joe Strummer (in fact it's sort of amazing and weird how often !!! sounds like "Casbah"-era Clash), and the kind of energy that just doesn't stop. There's only a couple of cringe-inducing moments (like when the singer goes "I learned a lot / from smoking pot / but I don't remember / what I forgot", but all in all this is a record that will have your hips moving wildly independent from the rest of yer body, like Byram's butt is doing right now... Go Byram go! (Then again, Byram has been known to shake his butt to Merzbow and Ryoji Ikeda, so maybe he's not the best litmus test of butt shaking music. Although our little dancing Santa in the window is certainly wagging his behind as we speak.)

album cover !!! (CHIK CHIK CHIK) Strange Weather Isn't It? (Warp) cd 15.98
Kind of crazy to think that !!! have been around for almost fifteen years now. Seems like just yesterday that they were a brand new band aligned with a scene of like minded musicians who were rediscovering the intersection of dance music and punk. There was something so refreshing and fun about those early years of the band and while along the way there were definitely some musical missteps and a few duds there were always enough great moments to keep us at least a little bit excited for every new record. Strange Weather Isn't It? feels like a bit of a throwback to those years when they and The Rapture were being groomed to take over the world, but we do really dig how on songs like "The Most Certain Sure" sound like the band has been digging on what their Australian and Swedish counterparts like Cut Copy, Tough Alliance and Studio have been up to, cuz really it's been folks like that lately who have created an updated version of dance minded rock that works so well. We actually kind of wish the band would push it even further into full on pop territory, as we think that's where they could really excel and be a refreshing voice, but too often they return to their trademark if somewhat tired sound. Overall it's a record that while maybe not blowing us away, is for sure one of their more solid efforts.
MPEG Stream: "The Most Certain Sure"
MPEG Stream: "Jump Back"

album cover !!! (CHIK CHIK CHIK) Strange Weather Isn't It? (Warp) lp 27.00
Kind of crazy to think that !!! have been around for almost fifteen years now. Seems like just yesterday that they were a brand new band aligned with a scene of like minded musicians who were rediscovering the intersection of dance music and punk. There was something so refreshing and fun about those early years of the band and while along the way there were definitely some musical missteps and a few duds there were always enough great moments to keep us at least a little bit excited for every new record. Strange Weather Isn't It? feels like a bit of a throwback to those years when they and The Rapture were being groomed to take over the world, but we do really dig how on songs like "The Most Certain Sure" sound like the band has been digging on what their Australian and Swedish counterparts like Cut Copy, Tough Alliance and Studio have been up to, cuz really it's been folks like that lately who have created an updated version of dance minded rock that works so well. We actually kind of wish the band would push it even further into full on pop territory, as we think that's where they could really excel and be a refreshing voice, but too often they return to their trademark if somewhat tired sound. Overall it's a record that while maybe not blowing us away, is for sure one of their more solid efforts.
MPEG Stream: "The Most Certain Sure"
MPEG Stream: "Jump Back"

album cover !!! (CHIK CHIK CHIK) Take Ecstacy With Me (Touch & Go) cd ep 5.98
No thank you. We'd rather do PCP with the James Gang. Or smoke drano with the Commodores. Or even drink Liquid Plumber and horse piss smoothies with Funkadelic. Or better yet, how 'bout we just listen to the original version by the Magnetic Fields and skip this all together...

album cover !!! (CHIK CHIK CHIK) Take Ecstacy With Me (Touch & Go) 12" 5.98
No thank you. We'd rather do PCP with the James Gang. Or smoke drano with the Commodores. Or even drink Liquid Plumber and horse piss smoothies with Funkadelic. Or better yet, how 'bout we just listen to the original version by the Magnetic Fields and skip this all together...

album cover !!! (CHIK CHIK CHIK) / OUT HUD Lab Remix Series Vol.2 (Gold Standard Laboratories) cd ep 6.98
Finally available on cd! Here's what we had to say about the beloved vinyl version that originally came out in 2000:
"Very, very good instrumental 12" from two Sacramento bands (the latter is pronounced 'chik chik chik'), both of whom draw heavily from the chugga chugga guitars of Wire and the art / punk / funk of Liquid Liquid. Highly recommended! Windy cannot stop playing this in the store."
Indeed these two groups were received with feverish enthusiasm, leading the indie dance-punk trend of a few years back. This split ep (one second over 30 minutes long) features three Out Hud tracks and one lengthy number from !!! (one second shy of 12 minutes long).
MPEG Stream: OUT HUD "JGNE"
MPEG Stream: !!! "Instinct"

!CARLOS! Bigger Teeth (Headhunter/Cargo) cd 11.98
Local boys play smart and plucky noise pop.

album cover !T.O.O.H.! (!TOTAL OBLITERATION OF HUMANITY!) Order And Punishment (Earache) cd 15.98
Tooh? Tee-oh-oh-ech!!? What's that? Oh, TOTAL OBLITERATION OF HUMANITY! Nice. Of course, they're one of those mean and blasting grindcore bands, and a really good one, on the weirder side of the genre -- or genres, in their case, since the Czech Republic's misanthropic !T.O.O.H.! tend to blenderize metal, punk, jazz, and other elements in their music.
We've actually been fans of these freaks for a long time, and were pleased to see 'em get a release on big time extreme metal label Earache, especially as we'd never been able to stock their cds regularly before, since they were all hard-to-come-by Middle European imports. Now we can get Order And Punishment anytime we want to spank all y'all with. And a sonic spanking it is, an utterly spastic spanking of technical death grind insanity. Ripping rollercoaster songcraft, full of widdly neo-classical guitar, vehement vocals in Czech (about what, we don't know), dizzying changes, and some valiantly thrashing riffs... it's really those "classic" metal elements that turn this into a headbanger's ball for us, and make Order And Punishment a worthy repeat listen. What a bunch of nutters.
MPEG Stream: "Abu-Hassan"
MPEG Stream: "Padaji, Piskaji"

album cover 'PATE, RON AND HIS DEBONAIRS Raudelunas 'Pataphysical Revue (Alcohol) cd 17.98
THIS IS CURRENTLY OUT OF PRINT OR OTHERWISE UNAVAILABLE TO US AT THE MOMENT, SO PLEASE DO NOT ORDER IT. SORRY.
Not sure how many of you remember the Reverend Fred Lane. He was (is) a maniacal, big band jazz, Las Vegas-style showman, vocalising, testifying and spewing a litany of totally random craziness over a splattery, skronky, surreal big band blast of trainwreck horns, trap-kit down the stairs percussion, and wild octopus piano. Think a musical version of Neil Hamburger, only less pathetic and more disturbed. Or disturbing. Shimmy disc compiled two of his long out of print lps on cd years back, and that cd still ranks as one of our all time favorite records. So fucked, but so catchy and funny and noisy and just utterly damaged. There was a rumour of another Fred Lane record existing and slated for release on Shimmy Disc, but supposedly Lane broke into the Shimmy Disc office, stole the master tapes, and then ran nude through downtown New York unfurling the tape as he ran. How cool is that? So we were super excited when we got wind of this archival release of a 1975 performance, featuring Ron 'Pate's Debonairs, Lane's occasional back up band, and Lane as the MC and featuring loads of local luminaries from the vibrant Tuscaloosa, Alabama art scene. This document is less of a wild jazz free for all like the Lane records, and more like a demented variety show, equal parts wild free improvisation, 'serious' academic minimalism, wacky community theater, skronky jazz, droney tribal ambience, and good old straight up goofiness. Lane makes for an excellent emcee, channelling Wayne Newton through Neil Hamburger, trying to whip what sounds like a TINY audience into some sort of frenzy (with the help of lots of canned, pre-recorded applause) and even belts out a few sort-of-standards: 'My Kind Of Town', 'Volare', etc. But this isn't the Fred Lane show, unfortunately, as Lane mostly conducts raffles and performs random monologues. However, lack of Lane aside, things do get pretty interesting. Random ensembles perform pieces that range in sound from No Neck Blues Band style stumbly tribal folk, to drony medieval chamber music to ambient proto-industrial clang. There's even a performance of Concerto For Active Frogs, that should MOST DEFINITELY appeal to aQ customers, a piece composed for taped frogs, featuring a frog soloist, a frog chorus and various complimetary instruments. Pretty cool stuff. While there are some cringeworthy moments, some of the stand-up is BRUTAL and there's definitely a you-had-to-be-there-and-maybe-it-would-also-help-if-these-were-your-friends vibe, this is still pretty amazing and weird and well worth your time. And definitely try and track down the Fred Lane release on Shimmy Disc for a blast of the weirdest, skronkiest, big band creepiness you will ever hear.
MPEG Stream: "Monologue"
MPEG Stream: "Concerto For Active Frogs"
MPEG Stream: "The Raffle"
MPEG Stream: "The Captains Of Industry"

album cover ( R ) In Pink (Important) cd 14.98
Solo project from one of the members of Larsen. Languid post-rock hypnosis with plenty of nods to late-period Swans and Joy Division. The latter becomes apparent with a cover of Joy Division's "Atmosphere."

album cover (((O))) Animales (Le Crepuscule Du Soir) cd-r 9.98
We first heard from the un-Google-ably monickered (((o))) via an amazing (and amazingly packaged) cassette released on the Auris Apothecary label, the tape housed in a silkscreened velvet bag, bundled with a chunk of Mexican obsidian, the music on said tape sonically beholden, as the name might suggest, to dronelords SUNNO))), but then again pretty much anyone trafficking in slow, glacial blackdrone dirgery has some tenuous sonic connection to SUNNO))), and of course slo-mo rifflords Earth before them, but as we mentioned in the review of that cassette, this Mexican dronescaper really only uses that tarpit riffery as a jumping off point, and references those bands in spirit, 'cause sonically, (((o))) is more about black ambience, blackened spectral drift, choosing to blur any semblance of riffage into lush layered textures and gristled expanses of undulating hiss and hum. The sprawling 17+ minute opener unfurls like a time lapse film of slow swirling galaxies, the more caustic crush of the opening few minutes giving way to billowing swirls of smeared melody and woozy shimmer, peppered with buried percussion, pulsing from within the murk.
The sound continues to smooth out, growing more and more serene and almost new agey, until all of a sudden, and quite unexpectedly, the track splinters into a weird dubbed out bit of beat driven churn, strangely skittery, almost house-y in fact, the beat drifting on lush swells of soft focus synth, before quickly sinking again into the softly roiling blackness, transforming back into a bleary black sonic smudge...
The rest of the record unfolds as unpredictably as we would have imagined, the second track is a dark bit of somber chamber music, funereal strings moaning forlornly, all darkness and shadow, while the track after that sound like some sort of subterranean field recordings, capturing whatever unknowable mysteries lurk just below the surface, dense, tense drones, thick thrums and muted streaks of keening high end all blurred into a softly heaving, quietly crumbling drone, wrapped around what sounds like running water, or some infernal machinery, mostly adding texture, some sonic grit to the black smears of sound.
The next two tracks delve deeper and deeper, flitting from deeeep black ambience, to crunchy distorted dirge and back again, both tracks laced with mysterious melodies, evoking all manner of dread, very cinematic for sure, a slow build to a soft black cacophony, that slips dreamily into something much more hushed and serene, before the final track, which starts life as a sprawl of hiss and chordal shimmer, peppered with strange sampled voices, like some sort of harrowing Godspeed ambience, only to have the beats return, this time much more driving and prominent, the motorik groove pulsing through clouds of hum and buzz and wreathed in chiming melodies, the whole thing very seventies soundtracky sounding, touching on Goblin and Carpenter, but coming at it from a whole different direction than all those retro synth wranglers. Housed in an oversized 6 panel full color cover, and probably quite limited...
MPEG Stream: "I"
MPEG Stream: "IV"
MPEG Stream: "VI"

album cover (((O))) Fuego Somos, Fuego Seremos: Roars & Abstractions. (Auris Apothecary) cassette with black obsidian in velvet pouch 8.98
THIS IS CURRENTLY OUT OF PRINT OR OTHERWISE UNAVAILABLE TO US AT THE MOMENT, SO PLEASE DO NOT ORDER IT. SORRY.
With a name like (((o))) we were pretty much imagining some SUNNO)) like rumbles and slo-mo glacial low end creep, and this Mexican drone/dirge soundscaper did not disappoint, but like everything released on Auris Apothecary, one of our new favorite labels, the over the top packaging deserves as much discussion as the music. This one comes as a black tape, wrapped in a full color fold out paper sleeve, sealed shut with a black wax seal, housed inside a black velvet bag, screen printed on both sides and sealed with a drawstring, while alongside the tape inside is also a small sealed bag containing hand broken Mexican obsidian, hand numbered too. It's a gorgeous little piece of art, which just so happens to contain some amazing sounds. Thankfully, regardless of whatever inspiration (((o))) drew from SUNNO))), the sounds here are much more varied and interesting. The tape opens with some deep drones, but are soon accompanied by some haunting female spoken word, in Spanish, before slipping into a woozy bit of soft focus psychedelic guitar, all spidery melodies, drifting in an expansed of greyed ambient shimmer. The tape twists and turns, slipping from a crumbling processed chunk of blurred noise to full on Merzbowian buzz (infused with all manner of murky melody and clattery percussion), from rumbling de-tuned tarpit riff ooze to field recording flecked blacknoise ambience, and finally to a swirling windswept chunk of pulsing, distorted rhythmic murk, all pulsing distorted swells and buried blackened melodies, weirdly hypnotic, noisy, but still impossibly pretty.
LIMITED TO 99 COPIES!!!
And here's a nifty promo video the label made:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wfwQh2dcBV8&
MPEG Stream: "Parte Uno"
MPEG Stream: "Parte Dos"
MPEG Stream: "Parte Tres"

album cover (AD)VANCE(D) 24 (Substantia Innominata / Drone Records) 10" 13.98
The parenthetically inclined (ad)vance(d) is the work of Dutch sound collagist Mars Wellink, who might be better known to some as half of the equally obtuse Vance Orchestra - a project with its aesthetic roots in the European post-industrial / tapemaschinenmusik school which spawned the likes of H.N.A.S., Cranioclast, and P16.D4. Vance Orchestra produced one of the early singles for Drone Records, and now has released a 10" as part of the Drone curated series Substantia Innominata. On the first side of 24, Wellink contextualizes all sorts of very commonplace sounds (a tea-kettle whistling, toothbrushing, telephones ringing, and the roar from highway overpasses) within a claustrophobic set of tones, drones, and strange bits of electronic sequencing. At times, this track really has all of the trappings of those Atelecine recordings, although Wellink doesn't have the benefit of having Sasha Grey as a sidekick. The flipside is a much darker affair, opening with a massive thrumming tone that might have some difficulty with some lesser turntables, that steadily evolves into a series of undulations of detuned voice and rolling drones, not too far removed from where Stapleton guided Salt Marie Celeste. Atonal chirps, synthesized filter sweeps, and radiophonic blorp disperse in various directions beyond the sea-borne drones alluding more to the Daphne Oram side the equation. Wellink makes all of these references seem pretty easy in this mix. Nicely done, we must say!

(CT) PROJECT Akapella (Nemoguitt Recordings) cd 7.98
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Eleven musicians record their voices, and manipulate them with effects, samples, etc. to create an interesting assortment of songs.

(CT) PROJECT Found (Nemoguitt Recordings) cd 7.98
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Nine artists compose using only previously recorded material yielding surprisingly musical results, amid the expected clickery.

album cover (FALLEN) BLACK DEER, THE Requiem (Latitudes 0:15) (Latitudes / Southern ) cd 13.98
One of two new releases this week in the always kick ass Latitudes series, the other from long time aQ faves White Magic, and this one from the unknown to us until now The (Fallen) Black Deer, which features members of postrock/metal combo the Red Sparrowes. Ostensibly a soundtrack for the second half of Kubrick's The Shining, this is a gorgeous, haunting slab of cinematic drift and drone, that sounds a bit like a drumless Red Sparrowes actually. Moody and drone-y, measured riffing, keening tones way off in the distance, throbbing low end, jagged melodies, all smoothed into Godspeed style slow burning and building epics. The first four tracks play out as a single movement, the same riff, expanding and sprawling, finally culminating in the fourth track, a fierce crescendo, the guitars wailing and moaning, some buried black metal vocals, and bursts of static coming fast and furious, before slipping to the next track, and allowing the riff to drift off, leaving swirls of spaced out effects and layered drones, this goes on for a couple tracks before a new guitar line is introduced, spidery and minor key, mournful with a little twang, unwinding over a distant layer of whirring droning rumble, and over the last few tracks, that riff gets all tangled up with thick slabs of sludgey low end, soaring strings of upper register skree, stuttering chunks of effected guitar crumble, slipping dramatically form hushed and whispered to blown out and heavy. Very epic and cinematic for sure, but what it actually sounds like is just metallic post rock with the drums removed, and some drones added, which manages to turn it into something much more amorphous and abstract, and definitely gives it a sort of drifting unmoored vibe that definitely suits the sound. Especially when you imagine the sights these sounds are meant to conjure up.
LIMITED TO 1000 COPIES AS ALWAYS. Only 500 of which made it to the US, only a handful making it to aQ, packaged in that cool, origami style white on brown cardstock Latitudes sleeve, with a cool embossed metallic silver logo / image on the front, and a printed full color insert, each sleeve machine numbered.
MPEG Stream: "What Are Fears But Voices Airy?"
MPEG Stream: "Things Of The Past And Yet To Come"
MPEG Stream: "This Axe Is Restless"

album cover (INTERNATIONAL) NOISE CONSPIRACY Bigger Cages, Longer Chains (Epitaph) cd 9.98
Taking the catchy rock n' roll energy of bands like the Hives or Rocket From the Crypt and propelling it into political territory, this Swedish fivesome provides the dance soundtrack to a revolution. Sexy, soulful horn-tinged garage-punk with lyrics dedicated to fightin' capitalism, giving a voice to immigrants, and other radical topics-- free your ass, and perhaps your mind will follow the young Swedes' lead to the weighty philosphies of Guy Debord, Luis Althusser and others, as listed in the liner notes following each song. Does the lack of a revolutionary quality to the relatively straight-ahead music undermine their message, or is this an aural example of tactics such as the use of comics and cinema that the Situationists used in order to better spread their message to the masses? I'm not sure, but I still think the album's pretty hot.
RealAudio clip: "Bigger Cages, Longer Chains"
RealAudio clip: "Beautiful So Alone"

album cover (R) Under The Cables, Into The Wind (Important) cd 14.98
Under The Cables, Into The Wind marks the second solo album for Fabrizio Modonese Polumbo, who hails from the eccentric Italian post-rock outfit Larsen. That said, Polumbo qualifies this as his first 'real' solo album, as he dismisses his earlier album Humps as little more than a collection of fragments, compilation tracks, commissioned works, and live sessions. Where Larsen creates a smoldering sound of hypnotic grooves and melodies intensified by slashing counterpoints, Polumbo's (r) exhibits a greater degree of experimentation with the studio itself as an instrument, building elusive, shadowy collages and swelling compositions from ringing chimes, bowed metals and thick walls of jet-engine noise. Yet, he hasn't entirely dropped the structure of the song on this album, as densely packed acoustic guitar chords buidling into orchestrations much like Swans' final album Sountracks For The Blind; at the same time, there's a thoroughly abstracted cover of Avril Lavigne's "I'm With U," which Polumbo is quick to point out was produced not for ironic purposes, but out of a fascination with the control mechanisms of pop music (e.g. Laibach's numerous covers of Beatles, Queen, Rolling Stones, Europe, etc.) and reinterprets it as a call for empathy for those who deserve it. Well done, sir.
MPEG Stream: "Shining Camels And Rising Anacondas"
MPEG Stream: "I'm With U"

album cover (SMOG) Supper (Drag City) cd 14.98
A recent Smog show here in SF was, somewhat surprisingly, totally amazing. Instead of stark indifference and an uninspired performance, it was everything you could possibly want a Smog show to be-- intimate and immediate, with Bill Callahan in an approachable mood, bantering with the audience and even taking requests. Accompanied by just an electric guitar and a tamborine, he played some of his very best songs (oh man, "To Be Of Use" from "Red Apple Falls" breaks my heart every time I hear it!) in a fashion that managed to be both wrenchingly honest yet cheeky and good-humored (see: "Dress Sexy at my Funeral," definitely the highlight of "Dongs of Sevotion" and also of this particular Smog set). He also played "Bathysphere," and weirdly, he seemed to be playing a cover of Cat Power's cover of his song, turning the cello parts from his recorded version into intense vocalisations. It was great! Oh yeah, he's got a new record, too. A couple of the songs Callahan played live turn up on it. I liked them better in their stripped-down live versions. "Supper," at the very least, doesn't suck nearly as much as "Rain on Lens." In fact, it's actually very pleasant. He's still got the rock-band thing going, but there are more mellow-melancholy moments and the songwriting is a bit stronger. There's this one crazy free-folk song that's definitely my favorite thing about "Supper": softly frenzied textural drumming layered with multiple levels of almost droning guitar picking, banjo, and hypnotic group vocals repeating the same line again and again... really beautiful, like a little bit of Tower Recordings or something transported into a Smog song. The rest of the album gets very alt-country what with the lap steel slide guitar and Palace-y mock-religious folk country-- actually, "Supper" has a pretty Mountain-ep era Palace vibe, only with unfortunate detours into gross blues-rock. Honestly, though, I can always listen to Callahan's conversational baritone confessionals. Here, counterpoint to his wounded lone-wolf male perspective (see: review of "Accumulation: None") is provided by a female vocalist who's trying to do a powerfully sultry country chanteuse thing and not being overly succesfull at it (glad she's there anyway, keepin' the man-with-no-name cowboy heartbreaker tendencies in check, to a degree). Overall, not a bad Smog album, assuming you already have "Red Apple Falls," "Julius Caeser," "Wild Love," "Dongs of Sevotion," "Accumulation: None" and even "Knock Knock."
RealAudio clip: "Our Anniversary"
RealAudio clip: "Feather By Feather"
RealAudio clip: "Driving"

(SMOG) Supper (Drag City) lp 14.98
A recent Smog show here in SF was, somewhat surprisingly, totally amazing. Instead of stark indifference and an uninspired performance, it was everything you could possibly want a Smog show to be-- intimate and immediate, with Bill Callahan in an approachable mood, bantering with the audience and even taking requests. Accompanied by just an electric guitar and a tamborine, he played some of his very best songs (oh man, "To Be Of Use" from "Red Apple Falls" breaks my heart every time I hear it!) in a fashion that managed to be both wrenchingly honest yet cheeky and good-humored (see: "Dress Sexy at my Funeral," definitely the highlight of "Dongs of Sevotion" and also of this particular Smog set). He also played "Bathysphere," and weirdly, he seemed to be playing a cover of Cat Power's cover of his song, turning the cello parts from his recorded version into intense vocalisations. It was great! Oh yeah, he's got a new record, too. A couple of the songs Callahan played live turn up on it. I liked them better in their stripped-down live versions. "Supper," at the very least, doesn't suck nearly as much as "Rain on Lens." In fact, it's actually very pleasant. He's still got the rock-band thing going, but there are more mellow-melancholy moments and the songwriting is a bit stronger. There's this one crazy free-folk song that's definitely my favorite thing about "Supper": softly frenzied textural drumming layered with multiple levels of almost droning guitar picking, banjo, and hypnotic group vocals repeating the same line again and again... really beautiful, like a little bit of Tower Recordings or something transported into a Smog song. The rest of the album gets very alt-country what with the lap steel slide guitar and Palace-y mock-religious folk country-- actually, "Supper" has a pretty Mountain-ep era Palace vibe, only with unfortunate detours into gross blues-rock. Honestly, though, I can always listen to Callahan's conversational baritone confessionals. Here, counterpoint to his wounded lone-wolf male perspective (see: review of "Accumulation: None") is provided by a female vocalist who's trying to do a powerfully sultry country chanteuse thing and not being overly succesfull at it (glad she's there anyway, keepin' the man-with-no-name cowboy heartbreaker tendencies in check, to a degree). Overall, not a bad Smog album, assuming you already have "Red Apple Falls," "Julius Caeser," "Wild Love," "Dongs of Sevotion," "Accumulation: None" and even "Knock Knock."

(V/A) PHIZMIZ, ERGO / XPER.XR / PEOPLE LIKE US Gongexeva (Mukow) cd-r 8.98


*0 0.000 (Mu-Label) cd 14.98
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*0 is the mathematically inclined pseudonym for Japanese puretone artist Nosei Sakata. The name of his project refers to the multiplication of anything times zero equating zero, thus giving you an idea of what is sonically in store on his fourth recording.
Sakata's first few recordings had been attempts by this Japanese artist to out-muscle Ryoji Ikeda's sine-wave and bleep constructions, with a great deal of success. Here, his minimalism achieves its purest form... With the exception of the two 1000hz sinewave test tones which bookend this recording, the tones which Sakata uses are so extreme as to be not only outside of our speaker's frequency range, but also outside the range of human (or at least my) perception. While the only two tones used are the ultrasound frequency of 20200hz and the infrasound frequency of 14hz, he does break from his harsh minimalism on one track to layer these two frequencies together. The prinicple is that when two frequencies such as these are layered together a secondary tone (somewhere smack inbetween the two at around 10000hz) should be audible. The problem is that if the speakers can't produce the frequencies, the secondary frequencies can't be heard. A noble concept, even if it doesn't really work for us puny mortals / puny stereos.

album cover + / - (PLUS / MINUS) You Are Here (TeenBeat) cd 14.98
Originally a solo side project of Versus' guitarist James Balayut, Plus/Minus has swelled into a full blown trio with fellow Versus member Patrick Ramos and Chris Deaner hopping aboard. They present their full length follow-up to Holding Patterns, the blissful +/- five-song debut from earlier this year. You Are Here is for the most part quite an understated affair, but it's not without dynamic and stylistic range. Slightly jazzy, touching on almost all shades of Chicago postrock. The result? A finely blended sound that's reminiscent of a hybrid of Tortoise, The Sea And Cake and Versus too. Soft, often near-spoken male vocals, warm tendrils of tremoloed guitars, bendy groovy cyclical basslines, plenty of crash cymbal punctuations. That said, quite possibly their catchiest pop song to date -- the soaring guitar-driven "Trapped Under The Ice Floes" -- makes a welcome "redux" reappearance here (it was the second song on the EP).
MPEG Stream: "Ventriloquist"
MPEG Stream: "Trapped Under The Ice Floes (Redux)"

album cover + / - (PLUS / MINUS) Holding Patterns (TeenBeat) cd 9.98
On this 5-song ep, Plus / Minus waste no time in getting down to business, and that business is crafting glorious dream pop. However, they prove they can shift gears with nary a blink of the eye going from the considerably amped up power pop of the second song "Trapped Under Ice Floes" straight into the ultra soothing "Far Into The Fields". Very graceful and very nice. Can't wait for more!
MPEG Stream: "Trapped Under Ice Floes"
MPEG Stream: "Far Into The Fields"

album cover + / - (PLUS / MINUS) Let's Build A Fire (Absolutely Kosher) cd 13.98
Let's Build A Fire is the kind of record you unfortunately don't hear much about these days. Not enough bells and whistle's perhaps. What makes the Brooklyn based trio so great is sort of subtle. Well played beautiful guitar riffs that blend perfectly with the gorgeously pitched soft vocals. Complicated, but not flashy drumming. Talented friends playing and harmonizing on a single track not for the novelty of a pedal steel or cello, but to complete the vision of a well rounded gentle pop song. Let's Build A Fire is reminiscent of a very definitive time in the history of indie music that had us glued to our headphones listening to the likes of Yo La Tengo, Superchunk, and Polvo (to name a few). It's the kind of album we definitely don't hear enough about these days.
MPEG Stream: "One Day You'll Be There"
MPEG Stream: "Leap Year"

album cover + / - (PLUS / MINUS) s/t (TeenBeat) cd 14.98
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Very nice! The lovely, minimal vellum packaging offers very little in the way of liner notes and gives nary a hint of the sounds contained inside, but one thing we do know for sure is that this is the debut from +/- aka James Balayut and Patrick Ramos. And if those names sound familiar, well it just might be because they were two members of the fine NYC polished pop outfit Versus. Actually fans of said band might find this album a familiar friend as the overall sound flows quite closely to that of many songs from their last album, the subtly textured, varied and pretty "Hurrah". Mostly soft, warm and heartfelt vocals over lush instrumentation. Lazy day basslines, soothing organ drones, twinkling guitar melodies with a few bursts of My Bloody Valentine-esque feedback washes and an occasional playful, skitterish or blown-out programmed beat a la Cornelius. The warm boyish vocals reminded me of those of Elliott Smith, Sea & Cake and Mark Robinson. Standout tracks include "Beverly Road" and "Crestfallen". Check 'em out!
RealAudio clip: "Crestfallen"
RealAudio clip: "Beverly Road"

album cover +/- (PLUS MINUS) Xs On Your Eyes (Absolutely Kosher) cd 14.98
Wow, we've gotten quite a bunch of terrific pop releases for you his week... such as Dead Science, and this one! Xs On Your Eyes is album #4 for +/-, and what a fine one it is! Songs like "Snowblind" and the title track make this a near-perfect autumnal indie pop treasure and a great follow-up to 2007's Let's Build A Fire. With their warm reverbed male vocals, jangle-pop guitars and smart songwriting, +/- possesses the comforting fuzzy security blanket nature of bands like Death Cab For Cutie, Postal Service, Nada Surf and Yo La Tengo, but with more propulsive drums and horn embellishments. Also, as with past +/- recordings, you can still hear fond familiar echoes of guitarist James Balayut's other band Versus, so if you were/are a fan you sure don't want to miss! College radio cuddle-ready!
MPEG Stream: "Snowblind"
MPEG Stream: "Xs On Your Eyes"

album cover +/- (PLUS/MINUS) VS. BLOODTHIRSTY BUTCHERS s/t (TeenBeat) cd 10.98
As the back cover informs us, "+/- covers BB and BB covers +/-". Seems simple enough, don't it? And if you're not familiar with these two bands you'd probably already guess just from the bands' names that this might be a rather odd pairing. So we thought. However, it's not as strange as we initially believed. Seems Blood Thirsty Butchers have gone through something of a transformation in the years since we last heard from them... it has been quite a while. If our memory serves correctly, they used to be a gritty indie hardcore band from Japan. As far as we know they're still from Japan, but they've mellowed considerably. They make dreamy post-rockish pop with angelic female and boyish vocals with a very occasional blast of gnarly guitar aggression. They're so much closer in sound to soft popsters +/- than we could ever have anticipated. Soooo, whatcha get is a pretty consistent half dozen delicious indie pop tunes with feverishly strummed Unrest-style jangly guitars. So at home on the Teenbeat record label.
MPEG Stream: +/- (PLUS/MINUS) "Banging The Drum"
MPEG Stream: BLOODTHIRSTY BUTCHERS "Waking Up Is Hard To Do"

0 (MIKA VAINIO) Heijastuya (Sahko) lp 22.00

000 (ZERO ZERO ZERO) Crypto Sensus (Gazul) cd 17.98
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French avant-rock trio (one member each on "electriques", "acoustiques", and "electroniques") whose instrumental explorations seem to stem from the tradition of bands like the late great '70s experimentalists This Heat. Indeed, Zero Zero Zero feature former members of the legendary but obscure Magmoid prog-rock weirdo outfit Shub-Niggurath, a favorite of ours. It's nice to know that these folks are just as adventurous and talented as they were in the '80s, without sounding remotely dated in any way.

1 SPEED BIKE Droopy Butt Begone! (Constellation) cd 14.98
Aidan Girt, drummer from Godspeed You Black Emperor and the man behind Exhaust, has a new side project. Gritty, atmospheric tunes laid out with hip-hop and down-tempo electronica beats give "Droopy Butt Begone!" (I know, a regretful album title, there seem to be a lot of those lately) a feel akin to Village of Savoonga's "Score" but with a bit more kick, ie: beats. Works pretty well, although the voice samples of pointless crazy guy rambling (a la Godspeed) are a bit unnecessary.

1 SPEED BIKE Droopy Butt Begone! (Constellation) lp 13.98
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Aidan Girt, drummer from Godspeed You Black Emperor and the man behind Exhaust, has a new side project. Gritty, atmospheric tunes laid out with hip-hop and down-tempo electronica beats give "Droopy Butt Begone!" (I know, a regretful album title, there seem to be a lot of those lately) a feel akin to Village of Savoonga's "Score" but with a bit more kick, ie: beats. Works pretty well, although the voice samples of pointless crazy guy rambling (a la Godspeed) are a bit unnecessary.

album cover 1 SPEED BIKE Someone Told Me Life Gets Easier In Your 50's (Broklyn Beats) cd 14.98
Much like his American counterpart Kid 606, Montreal, Quebec's 1-Speed Bike makes IDM that's not afraid to nuzzle right up beside your tender ear, only to deliver a hefty dose of ripe and robust digital flatulence. Aidan Girt (also of the very differently minded Godspeed You Black Emperor and Exhaust) tailors his jagged tracks from heavy grit electronic sandpaper providing the maximum degree of aural abrasions. As his moniker implies this music pretty much travels at a singular pace... full throttle. Heaps of distorted digital spasms and splatters elbow their way through the thumpin' programmed thuds and crashes that only occasionally allow the rubble to settle into some sort of traceable rhythms. A side note: Girt's song titles are as smart-ass and in-your-face as his music (often more so). A sample: "If You Were A McDonalds, Your Lips Would Be An Orange Soda, But Your Dick Would Be A Shriveled-Up Fry". Aaaah, ma pomme frite malheureuse!
MPEG Stream: "Cats Don't Judge People Do"
MPEG Stream: "My Dick Is This Small Because It's -40 Degrees F"

album cover 1-2-6 Graveyard Paradise: The Complete 1 2 6 & Taboo Recordings, 1966-68 (Ugly Things) cd 15.98

album cover 1/3 OCTAVE BAND Fading Light From Distant Suns (Celebrate Psi Phenomenon) cd-r 10.98
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We at AQ have long been fans of Campbell Kneale and his project Birchville Cat Motel who along with the Dead C, Omit, Gate and a handful of others have helped to define one of the richest free-rock-noise-drone scenes in the world. For years Kneale has been releasing cds, lps and cassettes (most of them quite limited) of noisy electronic soundscapes and gorgeous organic drones. So when we discovered Kneale also ran a label, we figured it was definitely worth checking out. And how right we were. Not only is all of the music on Celebrate Psi Phenomena amazing, but the packaging is perfectly and stunningly designed as well (quite nice considering this is a cd-r label. See our crappy cd-r packaging rants in the last three or four lists) with each cd in a plastic sleeve nestled between two sheets of old fashioned textured wallpaper, printed, and sealed with a gold star.
1/3 Octave Band's sound is a slowly unfolding haze of purposeful minor key guitar strum that dissolves into rumbling guitar shimmer and warm chordal washes of hum and fuzz and occasional electronic buzz. Buried in the gossamer layers of sound are clanging crashes, gritty throbbing and almost imperceptible melodies. 1/3 Octave Band take the bliss-out of Spacemen 3, roll it in angel dust and dip it in tar before laying down and drifting off. So nice.
RealAudio clip: "One"
RealAudio clip: "Two"

album cover 1/3 OCTAVE BAND Navigation By Light (Celebrate Psi Phenomenon) cd-r 11.98
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Another new jam from New Zealand's 1/3 Octave Band, courtesy of Campbell Kneale's (Birchville Cat Motel, Black Boned Angel, etc.) Celebrate Psi Phenomenon label. Packaged as always in the immediately recognizable wallpaper sleeve, this is some serious soft focus, gauzy and dreamy and free floating minimal bliss for sure.
Four tracks, 49 minutes, each track a lengthy drift through delicate worlds of subtle sound. From a barely audible whir, flecked with distant high end melodies and crystalline glimmering, to creaking cavernous murmurs, to almost industrial dronescapes, to haunting cinematic soundscapes, but with all the jagged edges worn away into smooth soft shapes. This is the music of dreams. Music from another world. The sound of wandering somnambulant through some soft space, eyes closed, mind open, and drifting heavenward.
MPEG Stream: "Magnetic South "
MPEG Stream: "Semaphore"

1/3 OCTAVE BAND Sub Lumina (Humbug) cd 16.98
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More blissed out dream drone from these mysterious musical inner space explorers.

album cover 10 Kitsch (Maybe Mars) cd 12.98
We continue to dig into the Chinese underground, as we do with every list lately, tapping into what has become a surprisingly vibrant scene as of late, and one of our recent favorites is this group called 10, whose sound is super tripped out and abstract, psychedelic, spacey and swirly, rife with drifting voices, glitched out electronics, shifting textures and mutant rhythms. Where lots of the Chinese stuff we've been digging has owed a great sonic debt to classic American indie / college / noise rock, 10 definitely move way beyond all that, maybe closer in spirit to another recent aQ fave White+, but unlike the psychedelic krautrockiness of White+, 10 seems to fall somewhere closer to Japanese weirdos the Boredoms, or maybe even Gang Gang Dance. Their songs are super rhythmic and effects heavy, with driving beats, motorik grooves, and truly strange female vocals, witchy and shamanic. 10's music is way less pop, or even rock, than a lot of those other Chinese bands, and way more experimental, almost industrial in some places, noisy and chaotic and psychedelic in others. Raw, lo-fi, primitive but also ambitious, lots of rhythmic texture, haunting ambience, dronescapes bleed into hazy ambience, which blossom into spaced out avant free-rock freakouts, which in turn devolve into tripped out minimal dirge pop, or FX drenched drifts, or sprawling textured noise, or abstract vocal mantras, draped over Nurse With Wound like sound design. Super cool, weird and wonderful, and way recommended.
MPEG Stream: "Mimi, Ua"
MPEG Stream: "Gajang"
MPEG Stream: "Catch It"

10 FT. GANJA PLANT Bass Chalice (ROIR) cd 15.98

album cover 100 FLOWERS s/t (Superior Viaduct) lp 15.98
When legendary So-Cal punk rockers the Urinals decided to retool their sound, and get a little artier, they realized that maybe the band name the Urinals didn't quite match up with what they were going for, and thus, the Urinals became 100 Flowers. This is their one and only full length recording, originally released in 1983, and now reissued by local label Superior Viaduct. To be fair, the Urinals were already kinda arty, their sound super minimal, not punk in the sense of so many punk bands at the time, more sinewy and tribal, the guitars sharp and jagged, the songs short and spare, and that arty minimalism was super prescient of much that would follow. And the fact that only a couple years passed between the Urinals and 100 Flowers, and really, it's essentially the same band, you might think that that sounds would be pretty familiar, but in fact, 100 Flowers was a pretty dramatic shift, the sound much more melodic, less minimal, the sound more full and more poppy, just check out opener "Without Limbs", total jangle pop blissout, with crooned vocals, bloopy bass, shimmery guitars, some kinetic drumming, and a main hook that's pretty tough to resist. But the band didn't ditch all their angular weirdness, follow up, "All Sexed Up" is angular, and actually sort of funky, with sung spoken vocals, and a main guitar part that wouldn't be out of place in a Minutemen song (a group HEAVILY influenced by the Urinals / 100 Flowers), but even that doesn't sum up the new sound, cuz "Our Fallout" gets a bit punky, snarly and intense, the vocals venturing into almost Jello Biafra territory, the guitars fuzzy, the temp frenetic, but then suddenly, there's the minute long "Horizontal", with its weird woozy synth solo, and Devo like vocals, and its stuttering start/stop arrangement.
And they're pretty tough to pin down from there on out, but essentially, the elements displayed in those first few tracks, make up the rest of the songs in different measure, the funky punky Minutemen vibe is present throughout, there's also a surf sound that pops up constantly, especially in the guitar, and their So-Cal hardcore roots shine through all over the place, some songs slipping into something more poppy and jangly, others getting buzzier and punkier, and still others, slipping into arty angularity, often some twisted mix of the three.
Catchy and quirky, punky and poppy, this stuff sounds pretty great even all these years later. And while we always loved the Urinals, we're now becoming pretty obsessed with 100 Flowers too, and after having only heard songs on comps here and there, are extremely grateful to Superior Viaduct for rescuing and reissuing this killer slab of post punk pop.
Includes a printed insert, and a download code as well.
MPEG Stream: "Without Limbs"
MPEG Stream: "All Sexed Up"
MPEG Stream: "Our Fallout"
MPEG Stream: "Horizontal"
MPEG Stream: "California's Falling Into The Ocean"

album cover 120 DAYS s/t (Vice) cd 13.98
Of course black metal and soft pop aren't the only cool sounds coming outta Norway these days, but who'd guess there'd be something with such a German bent to it. 120 Days are the Norwegians of whom we speak. Four hip young fellows wearing the sizable influences of kraut rock geniuses (CAN, Neu!, Kraftwerk) and raw angsty post-punk terrors (Suicide and The Stooges) proudly on their sleeves. They take those lessons they've learned studying their masters' classic recordings and project 'em through a modern rock sheen and the result is strangely mesmerizing. Flitting from motorik jam to angular new wave and back again, often in the same song. Long blown out synthscapes and distant robotic pulses butted up against crazed dancefloor throb and jagged guitars... You can almost imagine some exclusive seventies German nightclub, tucked in the basement of some abandoned building, where every week, a crowd of tight panted, angular haircutted, garishly make-upped kids meet up with a bunch of long haired space rock burnouts, and stay up all night harmoniously dancing, getting high, making out and drifting off, all to the strains of 120 Days...
MPEG Stream: "Be Mine"
MPEG Stream: "Sleepwalking"

album cover 13 & GOD Men of Station / Soft Atlas (Anticon) 12" 8.98

album cover 13 & GOD s/t (Anticon / Alien Transistor) cd 14.98
This is essentially the perfect mix of Anticon's off kilter avant indie hip hop, and the Notwist's melancholy electronic bliss rock. Which makes perfect sense considering that 13 And God is made up of 3/5 of the Notwist (Markus and Micha Acher, Martin Gretschmann) and all of Anticon's Themselves (Doseone, Dax, and Jel). The rest of the Notwist (drummer Martin Messerschmid and guitarist Max Punktezahl) help with production and several tracks feature guest vocals from Steffi Bohm of Ms. John Soda and Valerie Trebeljahr of Lali Puna. That should give some idea of what 13 And God is all about. Dreamy expanses of melancholy glitchpop, wistful and wandering, simple shuffling and loping drum beats, fuzzy synth melodies, warm warbling loops, soft focused and otherworldly, and then the strange entangling of Notwist-like breathy effervescent vocals and Doesone's rapid fire tongue twisting helium affected flow. Seems like it would be a mess, but surprisingly, they manage to make it all fit perfectly. Fans of the Notwist's Neon Golden should find this essential (assuming they aren't averse to a little hip hop here and there) and fans of Themselves, Doseone and those sorts of things will most likely just find this to be yet another perfect piece in Anticon's always evolving musical puzzle.
MPEG Stream: "Low Heaven"
MPEG Stream: "Men Of Station"
MPEG Stream: "Superman On Ice"

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