TAURPIS TULA Sparrow (Eclipse) lp 16.98
Taurpis Tula are a Scottish duo made up of guitarist / shortwave radio operator David Keenan (who you might recognize as a writer for The Wire) and vocalist / pedal steel guitarist Heather Leigh Murray (of Charalambides and Scorces). The two create a druggy haze from buzzy tentative guitar explorations mired in a wash of shimmery static. Occasional ghostly barely there vocals, and minimal melodies drift and flutter before being swallowed up again. Side two is a single track, an extended ambient blur of bombinating instruments, percussive creaks and fragile theremin like melodies keening in the distance. Like a smoke filled room, operatic vocals buried beneath a dense swirl of murky blackness. Packaged in a gorgeous screen printed black on black sleeve, with a black on black insert. LIMITED TO 700 COPIES!

TAUSSIG, HARRY Fate Is Only Once (Tompkins Square) cd 14.98
The Tompkins Square label who puts out the Imaginational Anthem compilations (volume 2 of which is reviewed elsewhere on this list), has reissued the 1965 sole private press record of finger-picking guitarist Harry Taussig. A contemporary of John Fahey and Robbie Basho (Taussig's only other recording is on a 1967 Takoma label compilation featuring both Fahey and Basho), Taussig's repertoire explores blues, ragtime and Americana, covering songs from Reverend Gary Davis and Elizabeth Cotten as well as other traditional songs. Comparisons to Fahey will of course abound, but there are definite differences in their playing styles. Most notably Taussig's exploration of stark ragtime idioms and stricter adherence to songforms, leaving less room for the excursionary meditations that Fahey fostered.
While this reissue is remastered with original liner notes and photos, our only complaint about it is the lack of Taussig's back story. What happened to him? Is he still alive? Perhaps the mystery is what the title eludes to. Fate is Only Once.
MPEG Stream: "Blues For Zone VII"
MPEG Stream: "Dorian Sonata"

TAUSSIG, HARRY Fate Is Only Once (Tompkins Square) lp 14.98
Now on Vinyl!
The Tompkins Square label who puts out the Imaginational Anthem compilations, has reissued the 1965 sole private press record of finger-picking guitarist Harry Taussig. A contemporary of John Fahey and Robbie Basho (Taussig's only other recording is on a 1967 Takoma label compilation featuring both Fahey and Basho), Taussig's repertoire explores blues, ragtime and Americana, covering songs from Reverend Gary Davis and Elizabeth Cotten as well as other traditional songs. Comparisons to Fahey will of course abound, but there are definite differences in their playing styles. Most notably Taussig's exploration of stark ragtime idioms and stricter adherence to songforms, leaving less room for the excursionary meditations that Fahey fostered.
While this reissue is remastered with original liner notes and photos, our only complaint about it is the lack of Taussig's back story. What happened to him? Is he still alive? Perhaps the mystery is what the title eludes to: Fate is Only Once.
MPEG Stream: "Blues For Zone VII"
MPEG Stream: "Dorian Sonata"

TAYLOR BOW Thin Air (Youth Attack) lp 10.00
**SALE **SALE* *SALE**
Last time we were in New York, we managed to grab a single by this band, Taylor Bow, named for an infamous online porn site featuring videos posted by a disgruntled and spurned ex boyfriend, we heard it playing in a store, and had to buy it. An insanely furious and frenzied, blown out chunk of metallic punkness, or maybe punked out metal, either way, the speakers seemed to be melting and malfunctioning, spewing red hot daggers of sound, the vocals ultra distorted and in the red, the drums, total practice space boom and crunch, chaotic and unhinged, the guitars slipping from wild feedback soaked squalls, to churning Brainbombs-y sludge. So we of course tried to order a bunch, but it was the LAST copy.
So we waited and waited, and our patience was finally rewarded with this, the first full length from NYC hardcore noise metal weirdos Taylor Bow, fronted, you might not be surprised to discover by Dom Fernow, of Prurient, Vegas Martyrs and Ash Pool among others. Taylor Bow features the same sort of lo-fi metal-punk noise drenched crush, but instead of blasting blackly, or exploding into sheets of white noise, TB slip back and forth between freaked out on-the-verge-of-collapse hardcore and looped sounding sinister dirges, that totally push all our Brainbombs buttons. The sound is red hot, blown out, brittle and brutal, but still thick and heavy, the vocals are super intense, which sometimes makes Taylor Bow sound like a way more rocking Whitehouse, but there are definite nods to the current crop of stripped down raw black metal, Fernow's Ash Pool for sure, but also stuff like Akitsa and Bone Awl. But even with that metal edge, this stuff is way more filthy and punky, and we're loving it. Released on the same label that brought us Ancestors and that Hallow record, which makes perfect sense, just more fucked up freaked out heaviness that we can't seem to get enough of.
SUPER LIMITED of course, we may have the last few copies, so grab one while you can...

TAYLOR, CECIL Air Above Mountains (Enja) cd 12.98

TAYLOR, CECIL Nefertiti, The Beautiful One Has Come (Revenant) 2cd 26.00
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A crucial, cult recording of pianist Taylor from Paris, 1962, now available on domestic cd thanks to John Fahey's new Revenant label.

TAYLOR, CECIL Nefertiti, The Beautiful One Has Come (Revenant) 2lp 26.00
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A crucial, cult recording of pianist Cecil Taylor from Paris, 1962, a jazz holy grail, and rightfully so. Arguably THE defining moment in Taylor's career. Featuring some unbeleivable drumming from Sunny Murray (who would also later drum just as inspirationally with Albert Ayler!)
Originally released in 1975, and reissued on cd a few years ago, now available on deluxe vinyl, in a gorgeous gatefold sleeve, courtesy of the seemingly infallable Revenant Records.

TAYLOR, CECIL UNIT Dark To Themselves (Enja) cd 15.98
1976 live session with heavyweight players (besides the great pianist Taylor himself) Raphe Malik, David S. Ware, Jimmy Lyons and Marc Edwards (that's trumpet, alto sax, tenor sax, and drums respectively).

TAYLOR, CECIL UNIT It Is In The Brewing Luminous (Hat Hut) cd 16.98
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TAYLOR, MIKE QUARTET Pendulum (Sunbeam) cd 16.98
Sunbeam brings us a lost classic of '60s modern British jazz, the 1965 debut as leader from ill-fated pianist Mike Taylor, who, at the tragic end of a drug-induded downward slide, died (drowned in the River Thames) just four years later in 1969 at age 30, after making only one other album. As a result, not too many folks have heard of him, although he was a major young talent on the scene while he was alive. Reissued on cd for probably the first time, remastered and with new liner notes as well as vintage photos in the cd booklet, Pendulum is a both an historically important release to pique the interest of jazz buffs with its promise and originality, and also a thoroughly enjoyable, melodic and moody listen for more casual jazz fans as well. Taylor eases us into his personal sound-world by stocking all the first side with well-known standards, including pieces by Gershwin and Gillespie, adding to 'em a level of avant-garde abstraction that mirrors the way his sometimes saturnine original compositions, which occupy the entirely of side two, possess a certain foot-tapping familiarity.
MPEG Stream: "Pendulum"
MPEG Stream: "A Night In Tunisia"

TAYLOR, STEVE s/t (self-released) cd-r 7.98
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Five sunkissed, laidback pop songs make up this debut from this Bay Area singer/songwriter Mr. Steve Taylor. Very much along the lines of The Shins, Elliott Smith and Matthew Sweet... or the soft side of Sloan and The Posies... or perhaps actually reaching further back in the school of pop timeline there's a good deal of Big Star and '70s soft rock in there too.
MPEG Stream: "Trials"
MPEG Stream: "If The Summer Should Change To Winter"

TAYLOR, TERRY EARL Another Time (Dark Holler) cd 14.98

TAZARTES, GHEDALIA Coda Lunga (Von Archives) lp+dvd 47.00
The latest from this French ethno-experimental composer is a document of sort of a trip to India, on which the composer gathered material, both audio and video, to document a fantastic journey, one that goes well beyond simply India, and into some mysterious realm of the sonic unreal, where Tazartes is really the only guide you need.
Combining all manner of sampled sounds, from music to voices, found sounds to bus station broadcasts, busy rhythms to animal calls, Tazartes has fashioned a seriously dense, collaged sound world, that may just require headphones, not to understand what's going on, no mere mortal could hope to do that, but to become totally immersed and fantastically lost.
From the word go, it's a dizzying non-stop barrage of sound, with almost no let up, looped rhythms cascade over vocal fragments and snippets, layered and rearranged into strangely shifting textures, street conversations morph into tangles of acoustic guitar, splatters of handclaps, yelps and screams, the calls of monkeys, total plunderphonia overload!
A warped lo-fi blues surfaces, over the woozy clatter of percussion, and blurts of blown out electric guitar buzz, dense swirling drones wrap around colliding breakbeats, barking dogs, warped sampled drums, Tazartes has a definite kitchen sink approach, but there's always a method to his madness, or at least seemingly so, since even at it's most chaotic, his music manages to make some sort of twisted sense.
Buzzing steel strings and warbly classic folk drift over manic turntable scratching, and distorted clubby rhythms, the sound settling into a dreamy drift with crooned operatic vox floating above soft swirls of mutated parlor piano, before the sounds seem to drown in a sea of woozy manipulated turntables, beneath a sky full of screaming seagulls, and murky barely there drums buried in the mix, until finally, the sounds seem to soar into a sprawling finale, epic and noisy, and chaotically swirling, weirdly funky at first, but eventually tripped out and dizzying, finishing with a final psychedelic plunderphonic squall.
The lp includes a bonus dvd, which features some of the footage gathered while Tazartes was in India, that was meant to be inspiration / source material for a composition for a dance company. LIMITED TO 500 COPIES!!!

TAZARTES, GHEDALIA Diasporas (Dais) lp 19.98
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Ghedalia Tazartes' Diasporas might be most famous at this point for being included on the infamous Nurse With Wound list, a list of artists that was included with NWW's 1979 classic album Chance Meeting on a Dissecting Table of a Sewing Machine and an Umbrella, and was basically a list of musicians and groups that NWW head honcho Steven Stapleton was influenced by. Looking at it now, it almost reads like an aQ list: Agitation Free, Algarnas Tradgard, Zweistein, Iannis Xenakis, Throbbing Gristle, This Heat, Igor Wakhevitch, Ya Ho Wha 13, Taj Mahal Travellers, Supersister, Der Plan, Sperm, Achim Reichel, Moolah, Magical Power Mako, Basil Kirchin, Jan Dukes De Grey, Exmagma, Cromagnon, Crass, Il Balletto Di Bronzo and so many more.
And Ghedalia Tazartes fits perfectly amidst such esteemed and such gloriously twisted company, a French ethno-experimentalist and composer, whose sound is a dizzying concoction of mysterious vocal chants, traditional gypsy folk music, bizarre sonic rituals, sound collages and tangled tape loops, his records playing out like alien field recordings, often layering multiple sound sources into twisted psychedelic freakouts. Diasporas, originally released in 1979 (recorded in 1977), is the perfect example of Tazartes' idiosyncratic sound, a thick layered stretch of multiple voices starts things off, his gypsy croon wailing over looped snippets of opera, as well as looped growls and, sampled strings, the sound building to a deafening crescendo, before settling into a strange bit of hypnodrone, with the operatic vocals relegated to a clipped pulse, the sampled strings creating a hauntingly repetitive melody, over which he mumbles and growls, the sound building and building until somehow it's just piano, and strangely processed voices stretched out into a swirling undulating drone.
And it continues on in a similar fashion, each track beginning like some field recording, simple percussion, strange vocals, like some abstract alien world music, those voices underpinned by drones and murky loops, which seem to become more pronounced as the tracks progress.
A few of the tracks to play out almost like straight folk music, but even then, there's something slightly off kilter, whether it's the production, the arrangement, or some subtle sonics lurking below the surface but it's never long before the sound returns to something much more twisted, be it some growled almost throat singing, blurred into a weird almost scat singing dronescape, or thick squalls of rumbling growls over which, samples are draped, and Tazartes' feral wail, or machine like loops and mechanical skitter wound around super passionate howls and looped baby talk.
It's definitely WAY out there, but there's a reason even back in 1979 Stapleton had this on his list, cuz it's one of the strangest, most hauntingly beautiful and fantastically disturbing listens EVER.
MPEG Stream: "Un Amour Si Grand Qu'il Nie Son Objet"
MPEG Stream: "La Vie Et La Mort Legendaire Du Spermatozoide Humuch Lardy"
MPEG Stream: "La Berlue Je T'Aime"
MPEG Stream: "Casimodo Tango"

TAZARTES, GHEDALIA Diasporas / Tazartes (Aglamarghen) cd 21.00
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Ghedalia Tazartes' Diasporas might be most famous at this point for being included on the infamous Nurse With Wound list, a list of artists that was included with NWW's 1979 classic album Chance Meeting on a Dissecting Table of a Sewing Machine and an Umbrella, and was basically a list of musicians and groups that NWW head honcho Steven Stapleton was influenced by. Looking at it now, it almost reads like an aQ list: Agitation Free, Algarnas Tradgard, Zweistein, Iannis Xenakis, Throbbing Gristle, This Heat, Igor Wakhevitch, Ya Ho Wha 13, Taj Mahal Travellers, Supersister, Der Plan, Sperm, Achim Reichel, Moolah, Magical Power Mako, Basil Kirchin, Jan Dukes De Grey, Exmagma, Cromagnon, Crass, Il Balletto Di Bronzo and so many more.
And Ghedalia Tazartes fits perfectly amidst such esteemed and such gloriously twisted company, a French ethno-experimentalist and composer, whose sound is a dizzying concoction of mysterious vocal chants, traditional gypsy folk music, bizarre sonic rituals, sound collages and tangled tape loops, his records playing out like alien field recordings, often layering multiple sound sources into twisted psychedelic freakouts. Diasporas, originally released in 1979 (recorded in 1977), is the perfect example of Tazartes' idiosyncratic sound, a thick layered stretch of multiple voices starts things off, his gypsy croon wailing over a lopped snippets of opera, as well as looped growls and, sampled strings, the sound building to a deafening crescendo, before settling into a strange bit of hypnodrone, with the operatic vocals relegated to a clipped pulse, the sampled strings creating a hauntingly repetitive melody, over which he mumbles and growls, the sound building and building until somehow it's just piano, and strangely processed voices stretched out into a swirling undulating drone.
And it continues on in a similar fashion, each track beginning like some field recording, simple percussion, strange vocals, like some abstract alien world music, those voices underpinned by drones and murky loops, which seem to become more pronounced as the tracks progress.
A few of the tracks to play out almost like straight folk music, but even then, there's something slightly off kilter, whether it's the production, the arrangement, or some subtle sonics lurking below the surface but it's never long before the sound returns to something much more twisted, be it some growled almost throat singing, blurred into a weird almost scat singing dronescape, or thick squalls of rumbling growls over which, samples are draped, and Tazartes' feral wail, or machine like loops and mechanical skitter wound around super passionate howls and looped baby talk.
It's definitely WAY out there, but there's a reason even back in 1979 Stapleton had this on his list, cuz it's one of the strangest, most hauntingly beautiful and fantastically disturbing listens EVER.
MPEG Stream: "Un Amour Si Grand Qu'il Nie Son Objet"
MPEG Stream: "La Vie Et La Mort Legendaire Du Spermatozoide Humuch Lardy"
MPEG Stream: "La Berlue Je T'Aime"
MPEG Stream: "Casimodo Tango"

TAZARTES, GHEDALIA Repas Froid (Pan) lp 29.00
We sold a ton of the recent reissue of Diasporas, a record by French ethno-experimentalist composer Ghedalia Tazartes, a record that was probably most well known for being on the infamous Nurse With Wound List, but one that most definitely lived up to that hype, a dizzying concoction of manufactured vocal folk music and imagined sonic rituals, all woven from processed vocals, looped samples and all manner of strange found and manufactured sounds. Mesmerizing, hypnotic and so mysterious.
And first we were under the impression that this was in fact new recordings from Tazartes, but in fact, it's even more exciting than that, it's the first release of Repas Froid, in its complete form, a collection of unreleased recordings from the seventies and eighties woven into two sidelong compositions, and previously released on cd only as fragments, partial tracks and random source material. And on listening, it's easy to hear much of what we loved about Diasporas, although if anything, this is a bit more chaotic. A confusional collage of drums and field recordings, random loops and found sounds, keyboards and vocal drones (sung by Tazartes himself), the result is a fantastically mesmerizing, but seriously unhinged bit of vocal and rhythm driven sonic experimentation.
Symphonic snippets collide with children's voices, various loops hiccup and stutter creating gorgeous, rhythmic Philip Jeck like soundscapes, percussion is looped and woven into all manner of random rhythms, sometimes abstract, other times motorik and hypnotic, the sound is often overwhelming, dizzying, the songs laced with street sounds and birdsong, often a seemingly jumbled passage will suddenly coalesce into something impossibly lovely, and often some perfect arrangements of loops and voices will crumble and fall apart and become something else entirely. The best part of the record is the end of both tracks/sides, which each seem to culminate in something more akin to an actual (if imagined) folksong, with Tazartes singing over buzzing strings and all manner of layered sonics, resulting in some alien gypsy folk, a droned out vocal raga that is so haunting and mesmerizing and gorgeous, especially the A side, which is the sort of tripped our psychedelic raga folk that few could even imagine, let alone execute, while the culmination of the B side offers up something similar, but more like old time folk singing over weirdly sped up loops. The results in both cases are truly divine!
LIMITED TO 500 COPIES! Pressed on 140 gram vinyl, housed in a gorgeous matte finish full color jacket, that housed in a gold printed PVC plastic sleeve.

TBA (AKA NATALIE BERIDZE) Size & Tears (Max Ernst) 2cd 18.98
"Too wrong and too dreamy." So says the press release for this 2cd set of electronic curiosities from Natalie Beridze; and it's a strangely apt description of these sounds, of course, meant in the best possible way. Beridze hails from the former Soviet republic of Georgia; and some time ago, she caught the attention of Thomas Brinkmann, who has since helped produce her albums and released them on his Max Ernst imprint. There's a strange intimacy to her collages of whispered spoken word and MIDI-sequenced piano solos that stream around the concrete slabs of post-techno breakbeats and electroid glitches. Given the leftfield abstractions of her work, references to Autechre and Aphex Twin have been popping up in the media; but her work (like that of Ukraine's Zavoloka) speak with a whimsical playfulness through electronics and semantics that is almost completely detached from a dancefloor context. A difficult set of recordings to take in, given its atypical agenda; but this is well worth spending some time with.
MPEG Stream: "March In Ocean And Falling Asleep"
MPEG Stream: "Itaka Farewell March"

TBC Gute Luft (Drone Records) 7" 6.50
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Drone Records, the 7" only label run by Stefan Knappe of Troum / Maeror Tri, offers another fine excursion into the underground of German drone music; this time with a single from TBC, the acronym used by Hamburg's Thomas Beck. Using field recordings and voice as source material, Beck's repetitive chunks of sound revolve into elliptical patterns of murky ambience not far from Cranioclast or possibly a more lo-fi re-creation of Biosphere's synthetic sound. Limited to 250 copies, and pressed on pink vinyl.

TCHICAI, JOHN - IRENE SCHWEIZER - GROUP Willi the Pig (Atavistic / Unheard Music Series) cd 14.98
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Another great free jazz find in John Corbett and Atavistic's "Unheard Music Series", this disc is the reissue of long out of print 1976 LP documenting a live performance by saxophonist Tchicai and pianist Schweizer (with a drummer and bassist) at a Swiss jazz fest in '75. Two long, burning tracks of Euro-jazz improv from folks who know what they're doing. This was number one on the list of her out of print works that Schweizer wanted to see reissued, by the way. Handsome hot pink pig cover too!

TEAGARDEN, WARREN & THE GOOD GRIEF s/t (Meaningless Words) cd 12.98

MPEG Stream: "Black Sunday"
MPEG Stream: "Run Away"
MPEG Stream: "On The Walk To Crissy Field"

TEAGARDEN, WARREN & THE GOOD GRIEF s/t (Meaningless Words) lp 16.98

MPEG Stream: "Black Sunday"
MPEG Stream: "Run Away"
MPEG Stream: "On The Walk To Crissy Field"

TEAGUE, RYAN Coins & Crosses (Type) cd 15.98
Ahhh, so delicate, slinky, and ephemeral. UK solo artist Ryan Teague implements no solid objects nor hard lines on Coins & Crosses. If we were able to get our ears right up close, this is what we imagine the hazy clouds taking their sweet time making their way across the evening sky would sound like. There's a very slow motion film soundtrack feel. Later in the album electronic glitch and long gauzy tones materialize and draw musings of: what if Boards Of Canada were to perform segments of the Andromeda Strain soundtrack? At once, it's a haunting and blissful affair.
MPEG Stream: "Nephesch"
MPEG Stream: "Rounds"

TEAGUE, RYAN Six Preludes (Type Recordings) cd 14.98

TEAM DRESCH Personal Best (Chainsaw / Candy-Ass) cd 14.98
So very sadly defunct, Portland, Oregon's Team Dresch empowered young women everywhere back in '94. And continue to do so with this feistily fantastic album as a document of their inspiring greatness. Some extraordinarily right-on raging music including the awesome "Fake Fight". Super catchy, driving and emotive dyke punk for everyone. All salute Kaia, Donna, Marci and Jody. A co-release on Jody's label Candy-Ass and Kaia's Chainsaw Records. Is that enough superlatives for ya?

TEAM SLEEP s/t (Maverick) cd 16.98

MPEG Stream: "Ataraxia"
MPEG Stream: "Your Skull Is Red"
MPEG Stream: "Princeton Review"

TEAMS VS. STAR SLINGER s/t (Mexican Summer) 12" 19.98

TEAR GARDEN To Be An Angel Blind, The Crippled Soul Divide (Nettwerk) cd 16.98
Combining the wonders of cEvin Key (of Skinny Puppy and Download to name but two of his many projects), Edward Ka-spel (of Legendary Pink Dots), Ryan Moore (aka Twilight Circus) and their cast of like-minded co-horts, it's Tear Garden. Rich, velvety, and hypnotic. Check out track 3 "In Search Of My Rose". If you like the more dub-tinged moments of the Pink Dots' album A Perfect Mystery (undoubtedly due to the bass and percussion presence of Mr. Moore), this earlier album is definitely for you. Gorgeous!

TEARDROP EXPLODES Kilimanjaro/Wilder (Universal) cd 15.98
The only two proper albums released by The Teardrop Explodes have finally been reissued on one handy cd. Kilimanjaro (1980) and Wilder (1981) were the products of pop eccentric Julian Cope and band. While Kilimanjaro features upbeat, but also very strange, pop tunes borne of Cope's love of Krautrock, they were written by the full band and are thus a lot more straightforward and conventional than those found on Wilder, whose songs were all written only by Cope and are more hushed, idiosyncratic and weird. I used to love Wilder, but have to admit, the record has not aged well. Give the soundclips a listen to see if it's as good as *you* remember it.
RealAudio clip: "Seven Views of Jerusalem"
RealAudio clip: "When I Dream"

TEARIST Living 2009-Present (Thin Wrist) lp 19.98
Boy / girl lo-fi electro duo Tearist were originally lumped in with the whole witch house movement, in part we would imagine because of a cd-r release on witch house flagship label Disaro, but even back then Tearist were doing something way different than the hordes of slo-mo death drag creepers, sounding much more like some warped version of Zola Jesus, or a way more fucked up Glass Candy, a sort of eighties new wave by way of Eurodisco by way of lo-fi psychedelic industrial murk, and yeah, a little dash of witch house.
On Living, which seems to be a retrospective of sorts, we're treated to what appears to be a live show, with all the old hits getting aired out, the weird thing is, the live recording, the lo-fi sound, the weird mix, the crowd sounds, the various conversations, the vocals way down in the mix, actually makes this sound WAY more witch housey than these songs are proper, but which actually makes this stuff somehow even cooler. Muddier, murkier, messier, there are moments where the new waviness shines through, her voice sounding a lot like the woman from the Divinyls, but elsewhere, things get grimy and downright sick, like on "Lo V" (we think, hard to tell where songs start and stop), Tearist unleash a cool churning electronic rhythm, that even on its own is super mesmerizing, frantic and frenzied, stuttery and a bit off kilter, growing ever more fragmented, the vocals super dramatic, and doused in effects, and still elsewhere, like on "Closest" (again we think), Tearist get all gloomy and gothy, a sort of slo-mo doom pop, swirling synths muted rhythms, the vocals dramatic and dark, it's these moments that will have the Zola Jesus / Glass Candy crowd smitten. And so it goes, from almost poppy eighties style new wave, to dirgey dancey murkiness, to warped druggy electro, to hazy Euro synth wave, to droned out industrial drift, a pretty twisted and killer sampling of live Tearist.
MPEG Stream: "Lo V"
MPEG Stream: "Closest"

TEATTERI MODERNI KANUUNA Oopperse Le Feti Le Grande Anaale (Fonal) cd 17.98
When I (Andee) visited Finland a couple years ago, I was picked up at the airport by Circle frontman Jussi and former Circle drummer Peltsi. I was hustled into the car and we sped off. Jussi apparently had a surprise for me. Two hours later, with me jetlagged and barely awake, we pulled up to the local community center, where Circle and most of the bands in their town practice, and where they just happen to have a theatre. My surprise was the opening night performance of Circle / Kuusumun Profeetta vocalist Mika Ratto's new play Le Grande Anaale (The Giant Ass), the tale of a man who builds a giant ass, through which all sorts of demons escape into the city. The townsfolk are so mad, that they build a giant cock, place the builder of the ass in the cock and stuff the cock in the giant ass, keeping the demons safely in the ass. Phew. Wow. Hard to say how good it was, as I had just spent 10 hours on a plane, and then 2 hours in a car. But boy was it weird. A HUGE paper mache ass, with cheeks that slid apart like a sliding glass door, all red and evil and lit up from inside, and then a giant paper mache phallus made from what appeared to be a wheelbarrel! And basically everyone I knew in Finland was in the play in fake beards and powdered wigs, wearing wings or false noses, fake moustaches and bizarre costumes. Those who weren't in the play, supplied the music, which was quite cool. Dark and percussive, dramatic and spooky, occasionally goofy and jaunty. So now, a couple years later, we ALL can at least experience the sounds of Le Grande Anaale if not the sights. Omnious and macabre one moment, cacophonous and crazed the next...overall very atmospheric and striking. A good "what the heck are you listening to?" album that unexpecting listeners (your partner, housemates) might end up liking. Imagine a sinister Carl Stalling making music for a cult religious ceremony, or Goblin meets J.A. Caesar in a madhouse. Haunting strings drone, wind howls, bells chime, excited actors declaim in incantory voices. Probably a good thing that it's all in Finnish, too! English speakers will never guess its all about a giant ass. Key players here include not only the Circle singer Mika Ratto, but also two members of Magyar Posse. Presented in the usual lovely Fonal non-jewel case cd packaging.
MPEG Stream: "Prologion Alkusaatelma Ennen Turmiota"
MPEG Stream: "Kylainneuvoston Kunnijasenet Po-la Ja Mir-Mi..."

TECH N9NE Everready (Strange Music) cd 17.98

MPEG Stream: "Riot Maker"
MPEG Stream: "No Can do"

TECHNIQUES IN DUB (Pressure Sounds) cd 16.98
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Pressure Sounds (the reissue label for Adrian Sherwood's On-U Sound) has dug up another gem. These dub tracks warp the rock steady numbers of Winston Riley's Techniques label way back in 1969. With Sly and Robbie, Tommy McCook, Alton Ellis, and other genii. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.

TECHNIQUES IN DUB (Pressure Sounds) lp 11.98
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Pressure Sounds (the reissue label for Adrian Sherwood's On-U Sound) has dug up another gem. These dub tracks warp the rock steady numbers of Winston Riley's Techniques label way back in 1969. With Sly and Robbie, Tommy McCook, Alton Ellis, and other genii. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.

TECHNO ANIMAL Brotherhood of the Bomb, The (Matador) cd 14.98
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Like their awesome "Dead Man's Curse" cd single I raved about a coupla months ago, this newest full length from Techno Animal is dark, dark screwed-up mutant hip hop with an unavoidably ferocious driving breakbeat on the bottom end. *Totally* heavy and intense, from the English duo of Kevin Martin and Justin Broadrick who've worked variously in such outfits as Godflesh, Sidewinder, Ice, God, The Bug etc.
About half the tracks are instrumentals and they stand on their own quite well -- interesting, dynamic, not repetitive -- but even their excellence pales in comparison to the tracks that have various hip hop MCs adding to the mix, cos those are REALLY good. With Dalek, members of Anti Pop Consortium, Rubberroom, El P from Company Flow, and last but not least Toastie Taylor toasting deliriously on "Piranha". I like this record more every time I listen to it. Highly recommended.
RealAudio clip: "DC 10"
RealAudio clip: "Piranha"
RealAudio clip: "Sub Species"

TECHNO ANIMAL Dead Man's Curse (Matador) cd ep 5.98
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Fucking totally heavy and intense 3-song single from the English duo Techno Animal (Kevin Martin and Justin Broadrick who've worked variously in such outfits as Godflesh, Sidewinder, Ice, God, etc). This is dark, dark screwed-up mutant hip hop with an unavoidably ferocious driving breakbeat on the bottom end that will appeal to fans of the Wordsound label (Sensational, Spectre, Hawd Gangstuh Rappuhs, etc). Techno Animal, who've released a full length on Digital Hardcore and have worked with everyone under the sun who're important in the new mutant hip hop world, will also be familiar to fans of Force Inc's crazy weird Electric Ladyland series, and they've worked with rappers from New Kingdom and Anti Pop Consortium -- on this new single, it's Roger Robinson/Attica Blues and on their upcoming album they've corralled El-P/Company Flow and the terminally weird Divine Styler. This is a perfect intro to Techno Animal's sound, so don't miss out any longer (like I did until now) cos you know how much it sucks to have to go backwards looking for out-of-print singles like you're gonna want to do. Highly recommended.
RealAudio clip: "Dead Man's Curse"

TECHNO ANIMAL Dead Man's Curse (Matador) 12" 5.98
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Fucking totally heavy and intense 3-song single from the English duo Techno Animal (Kevin Martin and Justin Broadrick who've worked variously in such outfits as Godflesh, Sidewinder, Ice, God, etc). This is dark, dark screwed-up mutant hip hop an unavoidably ferocious driving breakbeat on the bottom end that will appeal to fans of the Wordsound label (Sensational, Spectre, Hawd Gangstuh Rappuhs, etc). Techno Animal, who've released a full length on Digital Hardcore and have worked with everyone under the sun who're important in the new mutant hip hop world, will also be familiar to fans of Force Inc's crazy weird Electric Ladyland series, and they've worked with rappers from New Kingdom and Anti Pop Consortium -- on this new single, it's Roger Robinson/Attica Blues and on their upcoming album they've corralled El-P/Company Flow and the terminally weird Divine Styler. This is a perfect intro to Techno Animal's sound, so don't miss out any longer (like I did until now) cos you know how much it sucks to have to go backwards looking for out-of-print singles like you're gonna want to do. Highly recommended.

TECHNO ANIMAL Ghosts (Pathological) cd 7.98
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We only have about a dozen of these, a lucky warehouse find at one of our distributors, the awesome 1991 debut from Techno Animal, aka Kevin Martin (the Bug) and Justin Broadrick (Godflesh, Jesu, etc.), a grinding feral chunk of early industrial pound and crunch, all mixed up with long stretches of swirling dark dronemusic, tripped out dubbiness, haunting ethereal shimmer, Einsturzende Neubauten style junkyard clatter and clang and caustic sheets of Merzbowian hiss. Programmed beats, howled vox, churning low fidelity loops, buzzing blown out bass, buried samples...
The first half of the record is pretty much what you might expect from an early nineties Godflesh sideproject, the heft and heaviness of Swans, but wrapped around strange machinelike beats, murky washed out ambience, old school samples and loops, but then around track five, "The Dream Forger" the record shifts gears, a sprawling drift of fluttery flute, a sort of new age-y soundscape all reverbed and blurred into gorgeous hazy streaks, only to explode back into churning lumbering industrial metallic crunch in the next track, a super blown out Skinny Puppy meets Cop Shoot Cop / Swans hybrid dirge, laced with wild skronky sax, only to lead directly into the misleadingly titled "God Vs Flesh", a 23+ minute expanse of deep tones, slow motion piano, distant tinkling chimes, a harrowing Lustmordian dronescape, that grows gradually more abrasive, but never erupts, instead remaining dark and drifty and menacing, before the punishing final track, "Spineless" a cloud of processed vocals, drenched in effects, layered and dense and weirdly and impossibly hypnotic.
Definitely grab one of these while you can, one per customer obviously. Definitely for fans of Godflesh, the Bug, God, Ice, 16-17, Curse Of The Golden Vampire, and that whole nineties avant industrial / Pathological Records sound, and if you need even more incentive to get one of these before they're gone, good grief there's one of these cds selling on Amazon right now for $700!! Not sure it's worth that much, but it's most definitely a steal for eight bucks...
MPEG Stream: "Burn"
MPEG Stream: "Walk Then Crawl"
MPEG Stream: "White Dog"

TECHNO ANIMAL Radio Hades (Position Chrome) cd 15.98
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A collection of a ton of compilation tracks (mostly from their contributions to the "Electric Ladyland" series on Force Inc) and singles for Chrome. More of the devastating dub and heavy-handed hip-hop you've grown to expect from Kevin Martin and Justin Broadrick.

TECHNO ANIMAL Versus Reality (City Slang) cd 17.98
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Five dark and sinister new tracks with great remixes by Porter Ricks, Ui, Spectre, Tortoise, and Alec Empire.

TECHNO ANIMAL VS. DALEK Dalek Vs. Techno Animal (Matador) 12" 4.98
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A teaming up of UK industrial/electronica and American indie-rap. Side one is a Techno Animal track -- Megaton -- and a remix of Dalek's "Classical Homicide", side two is the other way around: Dalek's "Homicide" and Dalek's remix of Techno Animal's "Megaton". Surprisingly "big beat" stuff for Techno Animal, the remix of Dalek has some serious ass bass that makes our neighbors call up and complain no matter how quiet we play it!

TECHNO MIT STORUNGEN Ein Projekt Von Jon Rose cd 16.98
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Avant-electronica turntablists Otomo Yoshihide, Frank Schulte, Christian Marclay drop huge breakbeats around the free music improv-noodling of Marc Ribot, Fred Frith, Iva Bittova, Chris Cutler, Phil Minton, Jon Rose, Sainkho Namtchylak, Nick Collins, Evan Parker, and others. Odd and enjoyable.

TECUMSEH Avalanche and Inundation (Important) cd 14.98
Pummeling, cavernous and, needless to say, HEAVY. Portland's Tecumseh offer up another cathartic dose of slow motion, glacial rust. Dream-doom realizations of soul sucking necromancy. Sprawling, low-end riffs shrouded in warm distortion, drifting feedback and subtle electronics. And like we've said before, with this type of ambient sludge, its all about THE RIFF, and Tecumseh has definitely got it down. So while some of this plays like an homage to Earth 2, Avalanche and Inundation manages to take things a step forward. The gorgeous chord progressions move with a tectonic hugeness that is more marvelous and immersive than most drone-sludge outfits. Towering and fully engulfing, Tecumseh's brand of heavy hypnosis will weigh you down into infinity and leave you there to rot. Usually a three piece consisting of two basses and one guitar, Tecumseh appears as a five piece here with two other dudes on electronics and cymbals (at least that's what we heard, since the liner notes don't mention instrumentation). This cold ripping disc of hollow desolation is highly recommended for your next descent into hell.
MPEG Stream: "Skies Of Joy And Sorrow"
MPEG Stream: "Traveling Alongside Death"

TECUMSEH Avalanche and Inundation (Important) lp 17.98
Now on Vinyl!
Pummeling, cavernous and, needless to say, HEAVY. Portland's Tecumseh offer up another cathartic dose of slow motion, glacial rust. Dream-doom realizations of soul sucking necromancy. Sprawling, low-end riffs shrouded in warm distortion, drifting feedback and subtle electronics. And like we've said before, with this type of ambient sludge, its all about THE RIFF, and Tecumseh has definitely got it down. So while some of this plays like an homage to Earth 2, Avalanche and Inundation manages to take things a step forward. The gorgeous chord progressions move with a tectonic hugeness that is more marvelous and immersive than most drone-sludge outfits. Towering and fully engulfing, Tecumseh's brand of heavy hypnosis will weigh you down into infinity and leave you there to rot. Usually a three piece consisting of two basses and one guitar, Tecumseh appears as a five piece here with two other dudes on electronics and cymbals (at least that's what we heard, since the liner notes don't mention instrumentation). This cold ripping disc of hollow desolation is highly recommended for your next descent into hell.
MPEG Stream: "Skies Of Joy And Sorrow"
MPEG Stream: "Traveling Alongside Death"

TECUMSEH Crossing Divides (Anarchy Moon / Black Horizons) lp 14.98
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This one is for the slow and low crowd. More gorgeous slow motion sludgery, crawling dreamdronedoom, a slow black sprawl, but unlike the current crop of guitar-against-the-amp droners (and no dis, we love that stuff), this disc by the trio Tecumseh, harkens back to the classic Earth 2, the record that spawned a million sludge bands, by reintroducing the riff. And as we must have mentioned before, it's always ALL about THE RIFF.
So all three looooong tracks here, begin with a riff, downtuned of course, nearly to the point of dissolution, and slowed way down, so that 9 or 10 times through the riff might cover half a side of vinyl, and that riff is stretched out as far as it will go, the notes drifting in blackened expanses of buzz, no drums to speak of, it's all about the riff. EXCEPT, for something strange going on in the background. A constant low level hum, the soft swirl of wind like whirs, all manner of subtle buzzing and layered drones, all woven into a constantly, but subtly, shifting background, in front of which, Tecumseh's slow-low grind creeps and crawls. Not so much heavy as it is meditative, it's very dreamy and soothing and mesmerizing, not to take anything away from these guys, cuz I'm sure this sort of band prides itself on it's heaviness, but this is the perfect metallic drifting off music, almost like they've discovered some new genre, sludge-ambient, doom-age, whatever you decide to call it, it's pretty amazing, and fans of all things slow motion, downtuned and yes, heavy will dig this big time.
Packaged in gorgeous thick fold over gatefold sleeve, hand screened, blue metallic on grey, and of course quite limited...

TECUMSEH Sea(s) (Black Horizons) lp 14.98
Latest batch of grim drifting blackness from these Portland low end necromancers, two side long tracks, still using Earth's classic 2 album as a template, but taking that churning glacial riffage and stretching it even further out, infusing the sound with more ambience, more subtle electronic flourishes, adding space and strange shifting textures, a glancing listen will still conjure up visions of robed axemen, and fog drenched walls of glowing amplification, but Tecumseh offers up the sort of ritualistic heaviness that rewards total subjugation, each track an immersive world of black buzz and rumbling creep, rife with mysterious melody, and all manner of sonic wonder.
As with past releases, the band strike a perilous balance between suffocating crush, and blackened mesmer. The A-side here is the perfect example, lumbering low end thrum, pulses and throbs, underpinned by wheezing ephemeral synths, a shimmering texture barely audible through the wall of crumbling riffage, but then it gets even heavier, and more dense, as layer after layer are piled on, and the various strands of rumble and buzz, coalesce into a seriously crushing, massive funereal dirge, corrosive, distorted, but still strangely tranquil and hypnotic, the whole track locked into a woozy soporific lop. So minimal, the sounds is more drone than metal, the undulating riffscape warm and liquid, laced with sweeps of muted electronics and buried bits of whir and glitch.
The second side starts off much more eerily, with distant voices, streaks f feedback, the sound of some overheard ritual, wrapped in cavelike acoustics, subterranean and haunting, eventually, peals of lower register buzz begin to surface, and again the track builds gradually, thickening and growing darker and blacker and heavier, slowly slipping into another expanse of rumbling glacial dirgery.
And while this was meant to play at 45, give it a spin at 33, even more abstract and minimal and dronelike, the heaviness and crush transformed into something way more abstract and psychedelic.
LIMITED TO 333 COPIES, housed in super swank, 3 color hand screened jackets, with printed cardstock inserts.

TED TAYLOR ORGANSOUND, THE (FEATURING TUBBY HAYES AND THE MIKE SAMMES SINGERS) Hymns A'Swinging (Trunk) cd 17.98
Good God! We were always wondering if this would ever be released. Two of the best cuts from that (now out of print) Resurrection compilation of Christian psych-grooves we reviewed years back were from this crazy British jazz outfit, The Ted Taylor Organsound, sounding like the whitest of whitebread Protestant singers taking a deadly funky spin on traditional Church of England hymns. It was amazingly awesome and so damn silly at the same time! Finally, after many a fan's urging, Jonny Trunk finally reissued the whole record on cd (though in the liner notes, he states he won't bother making an vinyl version because of the prevalence of bootleg lps already - to which we say Boooo!). Turns out the singers are the Mike Sammes Singers who were a popular British singing group that worked with the Beatles and sang the theme to Stingray, and who have also been featured in other Trunk Records releases such as Music For Biscuits, while the band features some of Britain's finest jazzmen including Tubby Hayes, here on flute and saxophone. The best parts of these tracks are the intros, which are a gold mine for sample and beat heads. The gorgeously pastoral sitar and flute break that opens "Glorious Things of Thee Are Spoken" or the Latin percussion workout that unpredictably leads into "All Things Bright and Beautiful". Yet, once the singers establish the hymn structure, the songs tend to flatten out a bit as the melodic structure of hymns don't easily fit in the circuitous repetitions and rhythms of jazz and pop, making the goofier novelty aspects of this cd much more apparent. But if all hymns were sung like "He Who Would Valiant Be", we'd be in church every Sunday!
MPEG Stream: "Glorious Things Of Thee Are Spoken"
MPEG Stream: "He Who Valiant Be"
MPEG Stream: "All Things Bright And Beautiful"

TEEN In Limbo (Carpark) cd 14.98
In Limbo is the debut full length from Kristina Lieberson, who plays keyboards in a band called Here We Go Magic (who we've never heard), but as Teen, Lieberson whips up a pretty sweet slab of indie pop post punk, heavy on new wavey swirliness, and minimal space out dreaminess. There's definitely a serious old school post punk vibe, but filtered through something more modern and psychedelic. Opener "Better" pairs Lieberson's strident vocals (that remind us a bit of Grass Widow) with primitive simple drum pound, and clouds of swirling synth shimmer, not to mention the occasional handclaps, the vocals layered into a dizzying round. Which leads right into "Come Back", with it's strange calypso percussion, and stripped down muted guitar chug, a weird match for the squiggly synths and hazy echo drenched vocals, but those disparate elements seem to mesh more and more as the song goes on, before slipping into a weird swirly psychedelic breakdown. "Charlie" slows things down into a woozy, trudging, synth heavy ballad, that sounds a bit like Best Coast on horse tranquilizers.
And the rest of the record unfurls similarly, like some weird Grass Widow / US Girls hybrid, taking a simple jangle pop garage rock core, mixed with some quirky new waviness, and adding some dirgey, murky post punk churn, not to mention some serious weirdness (the cool pinball sound effects on "Electric"), and some crazy catchy songs. In fact "Electric" might just be our favorite of the bunch, those aforementioned pinball sounds mixed with some M83 style electro glam bombast, some blown out synth buzz, and a chorus to die for.
MPEG Stream: "Electric"
MPEG Stream: "Better"
MPEG Stream: "Come Back"

TEEN In Limbo (Carpark) lp 21.00
In Limbo is the debut full length from Kristina Lieberson, who plays keyboards in a band called Here We Go Magic (who we've never heard), but as Teen, Lieberson whips up a pretty sweet slab of indie pop post punk, heavy on new wavey swirliness, and minimal space out dreaminess. There's definitely a serious old school post punk vibe, but filtered through something more modern and psychedelic. Opener "Better" pairs Lieberson's strident vocals (that remind us a bit of Grass Widow) with primitive simple drum pound, and clouds of swirling synth shimmer, not to mention the occasional handclaps, the vocals layered into a dizzying round. Which leads right into "Come Back", with it's strange calypso percussion, and stripped down muted guitar chug, a weird match for the squiggly synths and hazy echo drenched vocals, but those disparate elements seem to mesh more and more as the song goes on, before slipping into a weird swirly psychedelic breakdown. "Charlie" slows things down into a woozy, trudging, synth heavy ballad, that sounds a bit like Best Coast on horse tranquilizers.
And the rest of the record unfurls similarly, like some weird Grass Widow / US Girls hybrid, taking a simple jangle pop garage rock core, mixed with some quirky new waviness, and adding some dirgey, murky post punk churn, not to mention some serious weirdness (the cool pinball sound effects on "Electric"), and some crazy catchy songs. In fact "Electric" might just be our favorite of the bunch, those aforementioned pinball sounds mixed with some M83 style electro glam bombast, some blown out synth buzz, and a chorus to die for.
MPEG Stream: "Electric"
MPEG Stream: "Better"
MPEG Stream: "Come Back"

TEEN CTHULHU Ride The Blade (Rage Of Achilles) cd 10.98
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Finally a full length from the mighty Teen Cthulhu. The northwest's answer to Cradle Of Filth, or Neurosis, or Pig Destroyer. Acually more like some Frankensteinian mix of all three. Relentless and pummelling sludge, filtered through some bombasic black metal and peppered with bits of grind. Teen Chtulhu manage to keep everything interesting by incorporating all sorts of non-metal elements (a bit like the new Isis), remnants from their indie/post rock past perhaps? Cool melodic breakdowns, bizarre un-black metal melodies, and just some really weird, interesting and quite unlikely parts.
RealAudio clip: "excerpt1"
RealAudio clip: "excerpt2"
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TEEN CTHULHU When Flesh Becomes Scabbard (Thin The Herd) 7" 3.98
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Completely crushing and gorgeously heavy slab of thick and sludgy metal. Think a little black metal, a little metalcore, a little Neurosis, a little Cradle Of Filth, a little spazzy screamo, and heaps of Black Sabbath, with lots of ambient interludes, tolling bells, creepy samples, howled and shrieked vocals, pounding drums, complex and dynamic arrangements and RIFFS RIFFS RIFFS! Full length coming soon on UK's Rage Of Achilles label.