Sunday, April 30, 2017

“It’s In My Backpack”
(Bald Spot Records)

This whole album really makes me long for my high school days. All I ever wanted to listen to in my junior and senior years was old indie rock that made me feel like I was living in the 90s. Don’t ask me why I wanted it to be the 90s, I just did okay?

If I could go back in time and give this album to myself in those days I think I would’ve listened to it until I couldn’t stand it anymore. Plus it would’ve been nice to have something to listen to other than Weezer’s blue album for the thousandth time. This album makes me feel the way I did back when I was 16 and I was discovering The Clean and The Hentchmen. Back when all I wanted was for people to think I was that cool alternative kid who could tell you a million bands that you didn’t know about. Good times.

On another note, while going through the depths of Busters Facebook I found out that they played a show with Carseat Headrest back in May of 2015. I wish I could’ve been at that show. Buster is from Philadelphia. I’ve never been and I don’t plan on going anytime soon. But if Buster ever plays a show in Atlanta, I’ll be in the front row wishing I were still in high school.

- Garrett Douglas

Saturday, April 29, 2017

“Color Quest”
(Afterwards Records)

You know, before I started writing stuff for this website, I was never really a big fan of electronic or ambient music at all. It just all kind of seemed like the same formula to me, but maybe that’s because I never gave it a real shot.

The inside of this cassette’s case is really pretty and this ended up being the first one I listened to out of my new batch of tapes. The first track on the album “Head First” started playing and I absolutely fell in love. I rewound and listened to it a solid 20 times before I actually even got to the rest of the album. It was so simple, but so unique. If I could choose a time and a place for you to listen to that song for the first time it would be driving through the city at 2 am. I love this song.

I love this album. This album made me fall in love with a genre that I’d never been willing to give a chance to. There are only 25 of these tapes in existence so hurry up and buy one before I buy all of the remaining ones.

-- Garrett Douglas

Friday, April 28, 2017

"Self Titled" C60
(Shifting Sands Congregation)

First off, kudos to whoever ickified the shell of this tape! You probably can’t see it with the picture, but there’s a dearth of varying textures on the outside, which appropriately sums up the inside’s composition. Both sides of this rad split between experimental composers would fit perfectly over top of the Baraka or –squatsi films, but here’s my thoughts on them individually.

Scriptures side: starts out with warped organ overtop heavily treated field recordings of soaring birds having themselves a grand ol time, then blends into helicopter’d, binaural beats & the music video “Blaze of Glory” by Bon Jovi comes on…or at least that’s the ambiance my mind appoints…which sets up for the remainder of this side, continuously delivering a convincing aural take on mankind’s attempts at dominion over nature through atonal dialogues & taunts.

TS side: plays almost like a mixtape, with equal parts minimalist drone (think Eleh) and mesmerizing avant-garde classical string-bowing (ala Steve Reich). Both are bewitchingly powerful and pair well together in their juxtaposing moods.

-- Jacob An Kittenplan

Thursday, April 27, 2017

"Seven of Clubs" C58
(Pidgin Records)

GodDAMN do I love it when an artist takes a tried & true trope & turn it on its ear. For example, Torche took stoner rock, right, and just shoved a molten cone of neon-pink cotton candy right through its heart. In this manner, so to does Ian G. McColm, but with doomy, blackened noise. Think Sutekh Hexen meets Tecumseh…and they go for a giggly skip, hand in hand, through a sunny cemetery.

Lugweight (whose name is right up there with “Ton” as one of the most literal of heavy band names), found on Side B, takes the bright & shineyness away & replaces it with a li’l more speed & riffage, & later on, vocals (and field recordings) that are buried into the overall mix much like Hollow Sunshine’s. Were this tape a cloud, it’d be the Mammatus at neon dawn, for sure.


-- Jacob An Kittenplan

Wednesday, April 26, 2017

"Phase Lock" C30
(No Rent Records)

FD deal primarily in electronic dance sounds, with a few noisy and ambient gigs on the side. It’s good for freaking out or wiggling the gluteus maximus to, if that’s your thing. Give a listen via the link below, if this is your thing.

-- Jacob An Kittenplan

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

"Anxiety of the Eye" C30
(No Rent Records)

A cursory sweep in RFD’s history shows they have a release out by Helen Scarsdale and were promoted by 23five, two highly esteemed SF institutions, so I knew from the get-go that this was gonna be a real treat!

&Lo & behold, here be indeed an Infuckingcredible collection of field recordings from various secluded spots in California’s wilderness all woven together seamlessly with droning, minimal, modular synth stitching. With great dynamic range and patient, nuanced layering, this is pretty much what Mama Earth’s circulatory system sounds like, amplified for human ears; peaceful in pace, but heavy and filled with the ancient means of simultaneous destruction and creation. Breathe in…

-- Jacob An Kittenplan