When Black Mountain, North Carolina, starts spitting out no
wave/antifolk outlaws, you know something’s festering down south, something
weird and rotten. That something weird and rotten is Adam Void, an experimental
sound masochist with a bunch of keyboards and noisemakers and other dirty
ephemera, as well as some recording equipment. On New Depression Era Rambler, Void taps into New Weird America, turns
it on its head, introduces it to electricity and circuits, and terrifies both
it/them/us in doing so. Get these demons out of my house!
Like a hermit popping back into civilization after a good sixty-year
break, Adam Void alternates between undigested folk ditties and electric toy
freakouts. He pokes and prods the newfangled equipment, jumping back and
covering his face as he’s surprised by the sounds he makes. But he gets the
hang of it, and the result is frequently exciting, the twelve short tracks slamming
against each other in ADD glee. He’s like a hobo with a bindle full of samplers
and drum machines, playing boxcars on the back tracks of Appalachia to
audiences of squirrels, birds, and raccoons. Killer set!
https://adamvoid.bandcamp.com/
http://www.cutinthefence.com/
--Ryan
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