LACK “Perhorresces” (More Records)

The air is filtered; it is crisp. Welcome to the wine room. We can call it that, at least, when referring to its temperature, its climate control. In it is a Chihuly installation of a cassette, a sculpture of fine china, crystal and glass. Have you ever seen the grey spinning plate trick quiver, right before the earthquake, on the variety show, where every piece of hardware makes the same mating call, like amnesiac mockingbirds, on a grey stage?

The acts before this one did grey spinning plate tricks as well. However, this one moans. Curious and aroused, we put our ear to the wall, closer to the fuck. We put our eye to the keyhole, and see blurry figures behind the netting, behind icicles of fine china, crystal and glass. Another moan; the grotto's echo--a reflection of the tings. A hotbed, soft enough to cushion the fall, hot enough to smelt. A blue crystal fryer.

A lamb sings to the Moon. If we turn away from the keyhole, and look through the window, we will see the Moon, with slivers of eternity and black cut out around it. We will bounce around, off the fine china, crystal and glass, and fall back onto the blue bed, our own moan captured in the grotto, for the next Tom to seek.

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-- Rick Weaver

CRAOW “Last Stand in Dead City” (MORE Records)

Before the last pinball manufacturer closes their door in Chicago, Craow ought to be invited to score a machine or two. “I just want to be lost / Over and over again” states Sean Halpin, the master behind Craow who’s organized a rare band formation on this short but stout tape. Hey Stern, humor his wish and get him lost in extra balls and replays, bumpers and drains, flippers and flashing lights. Craow would pull off a slick score, as spiced up as the hot stereo mix of Data East’s “Robocop,” or the mach speed mania of Williams’ “F-14 Tomcat,” a game so thrilling it makes you hemorrhage TILT. Better yet, Halpin ought to install a row of pinball battlefields during his performances, people going absolutely batty on the flippers while Halpin navigates a tangle of wires and sharpened sequencing. All hell will break loose during the tape’s closing track, “Dark,” when that guitar solo worthy of A Nightmare on Elm Street 2 soundtrack kicks in.

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-- Rick Weaver