Egg, Eggs “Vole Crusher” LP Edition of 94 Pink splatter vinylization of an old Egg, Eggs cassette. Featuring David Russell (Frothy Shakes), John Moloney (Chelsea Light Moving, Sunburned), Jack Callahan, Tim Sheldon (Fat Worm Of Error), Andy Crespo (World Domination), Ian St. George, Brett Robinson (Radioactive Prostitute), Jenifer Gelineau, Vanessa Brewster, Sam Gas Can, Karen Ammann & Ted Lee.
Chris Weisman “Maya Properties (Vol. 1)” LP + 7″ Edition of 220 LP+7″ Printed Art by Ruth Garbus Hand Painted by Ted Lee Each Volume will be hand painted by a different artist. Vinylization of the digital release by OSR Tapes Available on YOUTUBE! First vinyl volume (of five) documenting Chris Weisman’s amazing 88 song download session of 2012. The 22 songs here are classic ’60s-ist studio pop. Closest thing this particular sub-set of tunes resembles is a batch of early Nilsson demos or something. Songs he would’ve been trying to get the Monkees to cover on their TV show. The lyrics are not quite as arch as Harry’s were in those days, nor are there any novelty numbers here… Read more »
Mr.Lee’s most recent 2014 recordings of his cymbal studies in Easthampton, MA meets his field recordings of his local nightmare’s neighbors. Edition of 100 BANDCAMP!
featuring Dr. Eugene Chadbourne Co-Release with Northern Spy Edition of 300 It’s hard to know exactly what was going through saxophonist Bryan Murray’s head when he first conceived of Bryan & the Haggards, basically an avant-garde jazz ensemble dedicated to playing instrumental covers of tunes by Merle Haggard. Haggard is, of course, the author of such C&W classics as “Okie from Muskogee”, “Fightin’ Side of Me”, “Mama Tried” and other blasts of Bakersfield Baroque. Regardless, the Haggards first two albums were well received, making Wire’s Top Ten list and being lauded in places like the Village Voice. Now, for their third effort, Murray has enlisted the genius of Dr. Chadbourne — singer, banjo player, diehard C&W fan (see such previous… Read more »
LP Edition of 300 Back when I was about six months older than I am now, I used to see these bumper stickers around town that said, “There is Nothing Like a Grateful Dead Concert.” My first reaction was to say, “Thank Fuck,” since the last Dead show I saw (Jersey City 8/6/74) pretty much blew. Then I remembered that last goddamn Dead show anyone saw was almost twenty years ago (Chicago 7/9/95) and it makes me wonder what kinda stupid pills the cars’ occupants have been snorting. ‘Cause jesus, there’re all sorts of things like a goddamn Dead show. I won’t name ’em since they mostly suck. But there are plenty of ’em. What there are not plenty of,… Read more »
Los Condenados “Yeppers” LP Edition of 300 Three hot chunks of explosive improvisation fill the debut LP by Los Condenados, one of the Boston area’s most resolutely form-destroying units. Blending electronics, woodwinds and vocals into searing blasts of audio-thuggery, Los Condenados create a gibbering racket that sounds like a collaboration between Voice Crack, the Synder/McPhee Duo, and Schimpfluch. Andrea Pensado, an Argentinian expatriate (by way of Poland’s Krakow Academy of Music), handles laptop and vocals. Her voice contains some of the birthing-terror described by Yoko Ono, but manages to fit itself into treated-packaged-sequences rather than long-form squack-yodeling. Her laptop work is the essence of beautiful noise. Jules Vasylenko plays invented woodwinds — bamboozle sax and trombax — with furious circular… Read more »
LP with download Edition of 300 MATADOR VIDEO Winters get cold in New England. This is especially true up around Burlington VT, where the icy wind whips pine cones around so hard they can pierce metal. Thankfully, Burlington-based musician, Alexandria Hall brooks none of winter’s guff. Using the nom de musique Tooth Ache, she creates oppositional swirls of pure elctronic heat, her voice blending and bending amidst the beats and fat key chords she uses to keep her yurt warm. There are elements of deep club music in Alexandria’s work, but her sound has an ecstatic wobble that constantly shifts its gravitational center up and down a long rubbery sonic shaft. This can leave it dangling dangerously, just beyond reach,… Read more »
Big Blood “Radio Valkyrie 1905 – 1917” 2xlp Everything Is Improving OUT OF PRINT! This is only the second proper full-length LP by this Portland Maine-based duo, although there are vast arrays of CDRS and split releases littering their wake. After spending time with both the cosmically-shifting Cerberus Shoals and the folkily psychedelic Fire on Fire, Caleb Mukerin and Colleen Kinsella decided to opt for something more personal and hermetic. Thus, we have Big Blood. The band’s multi-phasic discography has thus far reminded people of everything from the Parson Sound to Opal to Portishead at different moments, yet none of these thumbnails comes close to capturing the elegant mystery of their essence. Sometime electric guitar lines weevil hauntingly in the… Read more »
Mark Cunningham “Blood River Dusk” LP Edition of 300 Magnesia Convolution The debut solo album by Mark Cunningham (Mars, Don King, Raeo, Convolution,Bestia Ferida, etc.) was originally released on CD in 1997. The label went out of business almost immediately, however, so the project has been more or less unheard since it was recorded. We only learned about its existence in the course of working with Mark on our recent Mars LPs, and when he gave us a copy it pretty much blew us away. Mark’s trumpet tone on much of it reminds us all what a goddamn central record Miles Davis’s On the Corner was for the whole No Wave scene. The same weird muted tone is smeared all… Read more »
Edition of 600 in Red & Black Vinyl First vinyl outing by Fat Creeps, a Boston area trio (Lynn, Mass, actually), who have been brilliantly assaulting local audiences for the last year and a half. Like Montreal’s No Joy, Fat Creeps combine guitar tones developed specifically for shoegazing, with a garage-pop sensibility that will not be stilled. Vocally, I am also reminded of Barbara Manning’s classic early solo work (about the highest compliment I can offer), and there’s a great friction between alternating layers of lassitude and energy. This makes for a coarse and classic blend, sure to be gobbled like ear-candy by anyone who wanders anywhere near the disk. As Bryan Ferry might say, “Marvelous.” On the flip is… Read more »