Monday, January 26, 2015

LAKE MARY "There Are Always Second Chances in the Mountains" (Planted Tapes)



Diddling is always entertaining in the fingers of the diddler, but done incorrectly, it can leave the orifice-owner (ears, etc.) bothered, blue lipped, even a little sore. Sadly, Lake Mary didn't know how to touch me.

There's SLC field recorded birdsong diddling, acoustic guitar diddling, even a banjo gets diddled. I might as well be in a white noise orgy conducted by a virgin who still believes in the power of saying "I love you" and/or the power of the post-rock medleys at the end of Danny Boyle movies.

Give me a classic rub and tug by a beardo who's had one too many bad trips. 'Cause if you're going to have an existential crisis looking into a foaming abyss, the hole's gotta be deeper than six inches.

Beautiful packaging. Handmade cedar coffin with risograph printed art insert, insterted.



--Mylanta Stamz

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