Animal Psi

v/a – ‘Shadow Colors and Maybe Insects‘ compilation cassette
Watery Starve Press is happy to announce that its inaugural release, Shadow Colors and Maybe Insects, will be out late August 2012.  This cassette compilation features many exclusive tracks, including one from cosmic duo Quiet Evenings, forest drone-maker Je Suis Le Petit Chevalier, and New Orleans based New Age staple Transmuteo.  Throughout this hour of magnetic tape each spectral song-maker on this compilation explores disjointed spaces.  Time in disconnect. Ghosts in the mirror.

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Inperfektion – ‘Monsters’
Darkwave full length album by Portuguese project Inperfektion. // Album de darkwave pelas mãos do projecto Português Inperfektion.

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Neil Campbell and Robert Horton – ‘Trojandropper’ LP
Two individuals with long histories in improvised and experimental music come together through, and despite, modern technology.  Neil Campbell is an experimental musician known for his Astral Social Clubsolo project and for being a member of Vibracathedral Orchestra and a long time player in the UK noise underground. Robert Horton got his start in the San Francisco punk-noise act The Appliances and the eclectic Plateau Ensemble. After a musical hiatus he returned in the oughts collaborating often with Tom Carter, Loren Chasse, and members of Yellow Swans, as well as releasing solo material under his own name and the moniker of egghatcher. Although Campbell and Horton have never met in person, they met virtually on the Jeweled Antler mailing list. Both musicians are ridiculously prolific and prone to collaboration. They got to talking disco, probably as an antidote to all the folk and ‘how to record’ bug chatter. Campbell says, “Robert TOLD me in an email ‘one day we’ll make a disco record together’… who was I to argue?” As far as the end result being disco, Horton notes “we failed at that.” “It was a good idea,” writes Campbell, “but you’re also correct to draw attention to the missing of original target, which I really like – nothing better than the happy accident.”Horton continues, “collaborations are about being surprised and this one did that often. Just when I thought I knew where it was going it went somewhere else. We still have it in our future plans to make a dance record. ’70s retro disco with a serious virus inside that causes it to bleed drones.” Guest musicians on the album include Dan Plonsey and Hal Hughes(Horton’s Plateau Ensemble bandmate). The title references the infamous Trojandropper virus that infected Horton’s computer, eliminating many hours of work and files. The resulting album that had to be pieced back together is something that mixes organic, almost crystalline drones with off kilter beat patterns and lopsided techno. “Trojandropper” is beatific, odd, and an anomaly to even its creators, like all projects that take on a life of their own.

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Gary Busdriver – ‘Scraps!’ EP
TBR is pleased to share Scraps!, the latest EP by sound artist Gary Busdriver. Busdriver’s music this trip is made up of two previously released compilation cuts (“Locale Parlance” from Austin, TX’s Instincto Records double CD set Austin Noise and “Trailer Food Heartburn” from bang the bore’s community’s [bangthebore.org] Here album) and three experiments that have gone homeless since their composition over the last eight months. “Scuzz McTell” is Busdriver’s first ever-vocal recording. It’s a more or less straight Stooges-esque fuzz rocker given over to apathy and overdrive. “Don Giovanni” is Mozart manipulation as only Gary could construct and weirdest of all is “Free Jass” which takes recordings by Daily Brothers at their jazz influenced moments and reconstructs several samples into a collage of free “jazz.” Don’t miss a freaking minute!

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NNA046: Le Révélateur – ‘Horizon Fears’ C22
Following up stellar releases on the Root Strata and Gneiss Things labels, Montréal, Quebec music veteran Roger Tellier-Craig offers us his latest collection of crystalline electronics as Le Révélateur. “Horizon Fears” explores virtual settings through highly evocative and sparkling hi-fi electronics, spanning a wide array of moods and themes. Always a dedicated purist, Tellier-Craig specializes in assembling pulsing electronics and inventive melodies as interlocking parts, creating a colorful and highly visual grid of fine-tuned pieces that operate flawlessly as a whole.

NNA047: Freddy Ruppert – ‘Wait’ C20
Deviating stylistically from his previous work with Former Ghosts and This Song Is A Mess And So Am I, Los Angeles-based musician Freddy Ruppert has constructed a forboding collage of churning industrial soundscapes. “Wait” is a highly personal collection of deliberately anti-climactic processed acoustics, from glassy piano fragments to deep, rumbling bells. While remaining bestial and dark, the sounds on “Wait” retain an emotionally complex and organic energy; a calculated exercise in tension and restraint, existing intimately in a place of no resolution.

NNA048: PHORK – ‘Discrepancies’ C50
NNA is proud to present “Discrepancies”, the latest full-length from the People’s Higher Order of Royal Kinship. Neal Reinalda has created a highly unique strain of surrealist techno collage using a high brow palette of sound that borrows not only from traditional electronic dance music, but also from another place entirely… sounds that are perplexing as they are refreshing, familiar as they are understated. Field recordings and other naturally-occurring sonics find their place comfortably amongst delicate, watery rhythms and painterly percussion, all wrapped up in a pop art sensibility.

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Holy Balm – ‘It’s You’ LP $12
Last year’s LA Vampires club-cruise across Australia unearthed a multitude of uplifting experiences (Cairns hippie aerialists, Newcastle hardcore, Melbourne acid sangria, etc), but chief among them was the live actualization of Sydney post-power trio Holy Balm, who slyly gene-splice strands of mutant new wave, freeform house, digital trashcan tribalism, and minimalist pop into something playful, primitive, and splatterpaint-party perfect. After a few micro-limited split tapes and a single 7”, the band finally enlisted the help of Jon Hunter at Magnetic Recording Council Studios to record and mix their debut full-length, resulting in the whacked-out hypercolor majesty of It’s You. Comprised of live classics (“Take It,” “Holy Balm Theme,” “Town Called Hope”) as well as some wild, extended studio experiments (“Phone Song,” “One & Only”), plus a Y Pants cover, the album captures HB’s wobbly electronic freak-funk and paradise garage grooves gloriously. September finds them embarking on their first ever U.S. tour/voyage so now’s the time to Balm up. Released in Australia via esteemed pan-genre punkers R.I.P. Society. Funky cactus cover artwork and layout by Sydney conceptual painter Mitch Cairns. Edition of 915.

Afterhours – ‘Sleepwalker’ 12″ $11
If NYC is the city that never sleeps, then LA’s the one that never wakes. Deep dawn drives through Los Angeles’ fringier fiber optic thoroughfares reveal a nocturnal wonderland of ghosts, bums, lurkers, vampires, and thugs – every stripe of sleepwalker. Which is an all too apt title for Afterhours’ vinyl debut, after a calendar year of altered state incubation via their live weekly radio transmission, “Field Recordings Of The Afterhours,” broadcast from KCHUNG’s Chinatown basement headquarters. Inspired equally by Mo’ Wax obscurities, sound poetry, “Moments In Love,” anime depictions of neo-futurist Tokyo, and Endtroducing, the EP’s four instrumentals slow-zoom like a surveillance camera through shimmering tunnels, glowing skylines, and empty streets, rich with headphone harmonics and the grey romance of isolation. Ain’t it funny how the night moves, when you don’t seem to have as much to lose? Recent recordings have seen Afterhours’ shadow government diversifying into abstracted trip-hop, graphic design, art-world provocations, and Café Del Mar-esque house, so their Sleepwalking ethos is clearly going places. Recorded in Highland Park, CA; additional mixing assistance by Octo Octa. Clear vinyl 12 inches in neon metropolis jackets designed by the group. Edition of 400.

Moonpool & Dead Band – ‘Human Fly’ 12″ $11
Detroit deviants Moonpool & Dead Band hardwire their gutter disco waveforms with all the slime lab atmospherics and sci-fi circuitry scuzz that you might expect (and hope for) from a duo comprised of veteran garage-punk drummer Dave Shettler and Wolf Eye noise lifer Nate Young. Utilizing a swap meet’s worth of crusty synths, sequencers, drum machines, and outmoded FX units, and adhering to a purist’s regimen of “all live + improvised, no overdubs,” MP & DB’s rogue wizard approach to basement beat music has birthed some refreshingly unclassifiable tunnel-rat techno (see their self-titled 12” on Agitated for proof), but Human Fly feels like their unambiguous highlight to date. Motoring on a busted industrial-funk rhythm, “Human Fly” grinds and grooves through a maze of modular synth sparks, acid ooze, and fried smoke before stopping suddenly to reveal a Cramps sample (hence the song title) sputtering tinnily under all the noise; then, with almost a comic sense of timing, they re-bury it in the pumping pulse of duct-taped electronics. The B Side pieces, “Jagged Orbit” and “Cyber Rebels,” float and flow and ebb with a lighter touch, weird looped percussion, jazzy house leads, and synthesizer shrapnel echoing across the stereo field like soft comets, the beats finally fading away in soothing waves of deep space hiss. An unusual synthesis of vibes and ideas, and an ideal addition to the canon of inexplicable American EBM originators. Cut at Dubplates in Berlin. Artwork by prolific 80’s fantasy paperback illustrator Mark Salwowski. Edition of 470.

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Superskin
Originally selfreleased by SUPERSKIN himself we decided to rerelease this cassette as a HIGH QUALITY digital download only because of our current distribution difficulties. This diamond communicating out of Vienna City is a key witness of the current transmitting activities in this area which developed over the last eight years. He had been touring with a lively metaphysical group for almost three weeks now through the temple sites of Egypt to collect this seven helixes corresponding to energy centers, inside and outside of your body, on this planet, at this time. The connection of this seven strands means that the seven energy or information centers can begin to function and send information back and forth to one another. Traditionally, three of these centers are located in the body, and four are located outside of the body. These seven bodies are spinning with information. Once you, as member of the Family of Light, are able to take this mutation into your body, you will be able to integrate your three centers of information. You will begin to understand that you create your experiences, and you will learn to become a conscious creator.More than that, you will become a conscious rememberer of who you are.

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RC60: DIGITAL NATIVES/SEZIKI TETRASHEAF split C50+C35
The palmetto boys broke the heat and have landed on the west coast. To inaugurate these festivities, we present Plaid Lake’s finest to date, with 85 suasive minutes featuring such jams as ‘Mouther of the Incas’ and ‘Clops’ (see below). This marks the start of a new era. Full color covers & numbered inserts with accommodating track titles. Professionally duplicated on type II, chrome cassettes. Imprinting artwork by Juli Toro. edition of 100.

RC62: IASOS – ‘ELIXIR’ C56
This second Iasos reissue on Rotifer Cassettes comes in 3-D stereo, covering the full sonic range – from thunderous lows to crystalline highs that challenge your hearing. It is offered as a vibrational gateway, through sound, to the celestial realms of Light. Professionally duplicated on cassette for the first time since 1983 onto type II, chrome format. Original cover art by Andrew Annenberg, inner j-card artwork by Jonathan Dean. edition of 250.

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OUR FIRST T-SHIRT EVER. S-M-L-XL-XXL. IN STOCK ON AUG 21ST.

DIVINE SHELL/FALSE FLAG split C32
TWO SIDES OF POUNDING, EMOTIVE, INDUSTRIAL NOISE AND POWER ELECTRONICS. DIVINE SHELL BRINGS A NICE ATRAX MORGUE STYLE. COLD AND DARK. BROODING, AND WITH MUCH INTENTION. FALSE FLAG USES ETHEREAL SYNTH PADS, HORRIFYING SCREAMS, AND THE CRUMBLE AND CRACKLE OF OVERDRIVEN SIGNALS. FUCK THE GLOBAL ELITE. HAND-STAMPED WHITE CDRS IN HAND-PAINTED, HAND-STAMPED PAPER/PLASTIC SLEEVES WITH XEROXED ARTWORK ON LIME GREEN CARD STOCK. ARTWORK BY JUSTIN MARC LLOYD. LIMITED TO 19.

PALATIAL – ‘INGEBORG’ CDr
DREARY DRONES, COLD ACOUSTICS, ELECTRONIC MANIPULATIONS…BEAUTIFUL DESOLATION IN A CERTAIN LOW FIDELITY THAT INTENSIFIES A SOFT, BLEAK VISUAL OF DECAYING BERLIN, GERMANY. TWO SUBDUED INDIVIDUALS SURROUNDED WITH AN ARRAY OF WAYS TO FIND A ZONE AND DISAPPEAR INTO IT. CHIMING, CLANGING, DISSONANCE, COLLISIONS, THICK WASHES AND SMALL ROOM ATMOSPHERE. TWO ABSTRACT, FREE AND FLAWLESSLY FLOWING MOVEMENTS. FORGET TIME, FORGET COLOR, GRAB A BLANKET, SLEEP ON A DIRTY SIDEWALK, WAKE UP AND STARE AT THE SKY. HAND-STAMPED WHITE CDRS IN HAND-PAINTED, HAND-STAMPED PAPER/PLASTIC SLEEVES WITH XEROXED ARTWORK ON LIME GREEN CARD STOCK. ARTWORK BY JUSTIN MARC LLOYD. LIMITED TO 19.

DISCRETION – ‘MAKING CONTACT’ C44
PUSTIN PUSDRAINER PRESENTED RAINBOW BRIDGE THE MOST HORRIFYING DISCRETION SESSION CAUGHT ON TAPE. THE CLICHE TERMS “BLEAK” AND “DARK” NOW HAVE NEW MEANING. THE MASTER TAPE SHOWED UP WITH COLLAGE ARTWORK MADE BY HAND, RIDDLED WITH DROPLETS FROM THE NOSEBLEED GENERATED DURING THIS RECORDING. NO SAMPLES, NO LOOPS, NO SELF EXPRESSION. JUST ENERGY, A TV, SOME PROCESSING, AND WHATEVER THE FUCK ELSE SHOWED UP WAS NOT CHILLIN IN THE PHYSICAL REALM. DEEP HNW. DEEP WITHIN OR DEEP IN ANOTHER DIMENSION?SOLID BLUE, HAND-STAMPED CHROME TAPES. HAND-NUMBERED XEROX ARTWORK ON RED CARD STOCK J-CARDS. ARTWORK BY DEREK SETZER, EDITED BY JUSTIN MARC LLOYD. LIMITED TO 35.

JUSTIN MARC LLOYD – ‘ABSTRACT YOGA’ CDr
BENDING, STRETCHING, MEDITATING, REBUILDING A DELIGHTFULLY BUSTED REALITY. 3 PEDALS IN ONE MIXER CHANNEL FOR THE ENTIRE PIECE. AS DEMENTED AS THE MEANS ALLOWED. AS CATHARTIC AS ONE WHO IS STILL UNCOMFORTABLE WITH HIM/HERSELF COULD BE. INTERMITTENT ELECTRONICS, UTILIZING SPACE. YOU COULD LOSE YOURSELF. THE STAIRWAY FLASHES AND MORPHS BEFORE YOU. EACH CDR COMES WITH A BURNT/MELTED/BUBBLED IMAGE OF A LIKENESS OF AN ALPHABET CHARACTER FOUND IN NATURE OR ARCHITECTURE. IN SUCCESSION, THESE LETTERS SPELL OUT A LIE. A CRAFTED BOX WITH THESE PHOTOS ON A STRING IS HOW SHE SAID “YES.” PURGING IS NECESSARY. I AM BREATHING THIS ENERGY INTO YOU. COMPLETE WITH BUTTERFLIES, AND A CANCELLATION DATE TO SEAL THE DEAL. LIMITED TO 14.

SLEEP OF AGES/PREGNANT SPORE – ‘RAINBOW OF AGES’ split C40
40 MINUTES OF FOCUS, GRAINY DISTORTION AND MEDICALLY ILL DRONES. INTENTION, COMPOSITION, BROKEN AND BLURRED. SLEEP OF AGES IS A PROJECT FROM BRAZIL FILLING YOUR EARS WITH METALLIC CLANGING, OVERDRIVEN BASS, HEAVY SYNTH PADS AND TASTEFUL TRANSITIONS. ABSTRACT, MECHANICAL. COLD, DARK INDUSTRIAL HARSH NOISE. PREGNANT SPORE STARTS OFF SIDE B NOT MUCH DIFFERENTLY, BUT IT ISN’T LONG BEFORE THE INTERMITTENT AUDIO SIGNALS AND CONFUSING DRONES MELT YOUR EYES START THEIR WAY INTO YOUR NASAL PASSAGES, THEN DOWN YOUR FACE IN DATA-BENT SPLOTCHES OF TWITCHING, PIXELATED COLOR. YOU’LL NEVER BE ABLE TO WASH IT OFF.  HAND-PAINTED, HAND-STAMPED CLEAR PURPLE TAPES. XEROXED ARTWORK ON NEON PINK CARD STOCK J-CARDS. ARTWORK BY JUSTIN MARC LLOYD. LIMITED TO 35.

ORANGE SHIT BALL/PREGNANT SPORE/1+1=A WINDOW split C62
ORANGE SHIT BALL IS UNREAL. AND I AM NOT SURE IN HOW MANY WAYS. A PRACTICAL JOKE ON PLAYED ON MYSELF, PERHAPS? CREPT-AROUND SYNTH SQUEAKS AND STREAKS WITH DEMENTED AND COLLAGED RECORDINGS/SAMPLES/LOOPS/WHO KNOWS. SEARCH THE INTERWEBS FOR ANSWERS. FIND NOTHING BUT YOU AND GENITALS IN YOUR HAND. PREGNANT SPORE HURLS GHOSTS. FREE KEYBOARDS, BOXES OF SYNTH, FEEDBACK, AND A LARYNX SHEDDING AND SHREDDING ITSELF THROUGH DAMAGED/DAMAGING CIRCUITS. LATER, I WAS HUNG UP ON BY SPIRITS. I’M STILL RETRACING MY STEPS. 1+1=A WINDOW IS A PHRASE I’VE NEVER HEARD, BUT UPON MASTER-MINDED RESEARCH, I HAVE DISCOVERED THAT IT IS SOMETHING A LOT OF PEOPLE AGREE ON. BENJAMIN DAVIES FROM GREAT BRITAIN LAPTOP’D KOREAN NEWSPAPERS READ BY A JAPANESE GIRL NAMED TOMOKO AND HIS FIANCE, YU KOYNG. CHOPPED & SCREWED, PROBABLY. REALLY UNCOMFORTABLE AND CONSTANT, LIKE A WAITING ROOM. HAND-PAINTED, HAND-STAMPED SOLID WHITE TAPES. XEROXED ARTWORK ON YELLOW CARD STOCK J-CARDS. ARTWORK BY JUSTIN MARC LLOYD. LIMITED TO 31.

JUSTIN MARC LLOYD – ‘YEAR OF THE WATER DRAGON VOL. 1’ C62
NATURAL PATTERNS LEFT ME REACHING FOR SOMETHING BRIGHT. A DAWN? A NEW BEGINNING? ILLUMINATED FINGERSTIPS, MAZES OF BRAINS… AND FINALLY, MY CENTER IS CLEARED. TEXTURES IN SEAMLESS LOOPS AND WAVERING DRONES, BROKEN BEATS AND TONE THROBS, EVERYTHING INCLUDING THE KITCHEN SINK, AND MY OWN STREAMS OF CONSCIOUSNESS. AMPLIFIED. LO-FI GARBLE AND TWITCHING CIRCUITS, DAMAGED TAPE, AND GRAND MELODY SNEAKING IN AND OUT. MY DEEPEST CREVICES ARE SMOLDERING, AS A MIRROR SHOULD, NAILED TO A BURNING TREE… SHATTERED BEFORE IT EVER SERVED IT’S TRUE PURPOSE. REAL-TIME COMPOSITION AND RECORDING, BORN BEFORE I WAS. SPACIAL AND ALIENATING. I’VE TREATED IT AS SUCH. THERE IS A CHILD INSIDE OF ME, A PORTRAYAL OF ALL THAT IS EXPERIENCED AND LEARNED, IN 4 ASPECTS: PERCEPTION (A – YOUR EYES>FILTER>IMAGE), SENSIBILITY (B – MEDIUM GROUNDS FOR SENSES), AND COMING LATER: TIME AND EXISTENCE (C – YEAR OF THE WATER DRAGON), NEW BEGINNINGS (D – DAWN OF THE COMING VISION). IF IT CAN BE TRUSTED THAT THIS IS GLOWING INTROSPECTIVE, HUMAN MEASUREMENTS OF TIME (62 MINUTES TO BE EXACT) DISSIPATE INTO COSMIC DUST.  SOLID RED CHROME TAPES WITH HAND-PAINTED, HAND-STAMPED LABELS. HAND-NUMBERED, XEROXED, PURPLE CARD-STOCK J-CARDS. ARTWORK BY ALYSSA HERLOCHER. LIMITED TO 50.

OK PUTRID – ‘SATURN FLOATS’ recycled C60
HAZY, HEAVY, STONED OUT AND PSYCHEDELIC, HARSHY, HEALTHY BUT NOT HEFTY. ONE TAKE SHIT, NO OVER-DUBS. JUST STARTS AND STOPS WHEN IT FEELS RIGHT. COMPLETE WITH SMALL DOSES OF MELODY AND CLUB BEATS GONE CIRCUIT-BENT INDUSTRIAL FUCKED GUNK. OBSESSED WITH CHILDISH SARCASM AND THE WONDROUS WORLD OF INTERNETS BY PRESSING PLAY AND ZONING IN. BELLS AND WHISTLES, SYNTH AND THEREMIN TORTURE, FIELD RECORDINGS GATHERED AT WORK, FORKS MANIPULATING RUBBER BANDS MANIPULATING SPRINGS ALONGSIDE THRIFTED KEYBOARDS AND THEIR UNCLE SYNTH BOXES. THIS HOUR ON TAPE IS BUSTED AND FILLED WITH BLURRY MEMORIES. OK PUTRID IS EASILY DISTRACTED. OK PUTRID IS YOURSELF+EVERYONE-LOATHING, WARPED AND WEIRD WITH PORNHUB STREAMING VIDEOS AND BUBBLES IN OUR PEDALS, IPHONE GAMES AND HEROIN, MIKE HUBLEY AND REPETITION BECAUSE WE FORGOT WE WERE RECORDING?  HAND-PAINTED TAPES, HAND-STAMPED IN MULTIPLE COLORS, WRAPPED IN METALLIC PAPER. INCLUDES A UNIQUE FOUND STUDY CARD WITH A UNIQUE GRAPHIC ON EACH COVER. LIMITED TO 27.

CINCINNATUS C – ‘SELF-TITLED’ CDr
ONE OF THE BEST STRANGE-HARSH-NOISE ACTS IN EXISTENCE. I’VE KNOWN CRAIG HODGKINS A WHILE. I WATCHED HIM MOVE FROM PITTSBURGH TO PHILLY TO DC TO PITTSBURGH. OVER THIS TIME, HE HAS BECOME ONE OF MY FAVORITE SINGER/NOISE-WRITERS OF ALL TIME. CREATIVE AND DESERVING OF A THOUSAND TIMES MORE RECOGNITION AND PRAISE. THESE PIECES NEED YOUR FULL ATTENTION TO EXPERIENCE HOW THEY MOVE. SOUND CLIPS DO NO JUSTICE. THERE IS UNDENIABLE GROWTH IN CRAIG’S GLITCHY SQUEALS, AND THIN, SPUTTERING, SPARKLING WALLS. MOVIE CLIPS, ENTRANCING LOOPS, CHEWY FEEDBACK MANIPULATION, EMERGING AND FALLING MELODIC ATMOSPHERES, FREE SPEECH. CAREFUL CONCENTRATION MEETS HEAVY ANXIETY. SOME CRAZY COMBINATION OF THE STYLES OF CHEFKIRK, BUDWEISER SPRITE/GLOM, NKONDI, COLLAPSED ARC/DAVID RUSSELL AND PRURIENT. PROFESSIONALLY PRINTED, HAND-NUMBERED ARTWORK ON CARD-STOCK IN CLEAR PLASTIC SLEEVES WITH HAND-STAMPED CDRS. ART BY CRAIG HODGKINS. LIMITED TO 50.

PHONED NIL TRIO – ‘AR B OK ALOU’ 7″ + C26 + CD
AFTER A HANDFUL OF CASSETTES, CDRS, ONLINE ALBUMS AND A WEEK LONG TOUR THROUGH THE MIDWEST AND EAST COAST, PHONED NIL TRIO AND A HOST OF LABELS ARE PROUD TO PRESENT THE FIRST MAJOR RELEASE FROM THE GROUP: “AR B OK ALOU,” A BOX SET CONSISTING OF A PRO-PRESSED CD, A PRO-DUPLICATED 26 MINUTE CASSETTE AND A 7” VINYL RECORD. ON THIS RELEASE, THE THREE HEADED MONSTER CONSISTING OF PETER J WOODS (INDUSTRIAL PERCUSSION, VOCALS AND PEDALS), NEIL GRAVANDER (OF LUCKY BONE, TAPES, VOCALS AND TURNTABLES) AND DAN SCHIERL (OF DAN OF EARTH, MODULAR SYNTH) SPUTTER AND STAMMER AHEAD IN A WAY THAT ONLY PNT CAN MUSTER. HARSH STATIC BLASTS, PILES OF TAPE HISS, EXTREMELY LOW FREQUENCY OSCILLATORS AND A HOST OF OTHER UNWORLDLY SOUNDS AWKWARDLY COLLIDE AND JUST AS AWKWARDLY BOLT FOR THE EXIT. SPORADICALLY, THE GROUP FINALLY MESHES, BUILDING TOWARDS COLLAGED WALLS OF AUDITORY WEIRDNESS, ONLY TO HAVE THE RUG TORN FROM UNDER THEIR FEET.  WHILE “AR B OK ALOU” DOES WORK TOGETHER AS ONE WHOLE PIECE, EACH INDIVIDUAL ELEMENT HIGHLIGHTS A DIFFERENT TAKE ON THE GROUP’S SOUND. THE CD FOCUSES ON THE SPARSE, MINIMAL SIDE OF PNT’S REPERTOIRE, FILLED WITH LONG STRETCHES OF SILENCE FOLLOWED BY MINIMAL CRACKLES AND QUIET SCRAP METAL ABUSE. THE CASSETTE FEATURES A LO-FI APPROACH, FILLING THE CASSETTE WITH LAYERS OF TAPE HISS AND BIZARRE SAMPLES. FINALLY, THE 7” HITS WITH BLUNT AND HEAVY FORCE, FINDING THE GROUP AT THEIR CUT UP, HARSH AND SYNTHY BEST. ALL OF THESE PARTS ARE HOUSED INSIDE OF A BARF-INDUCING COLLAGE OF RETRO COLORS, AWFUL FONTS AND TRULY ABSURD IMAGES. ENJOY! -PETER J WOODS. CO-RELEASED WITH BLACKHOUSE, COLBECK LABS, FTAM, MAXCORP INDUSTRIES AND URSA MAJOR.

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[FS07] Bil Vermette – ‘Archives I’ C40
In the late 70s Bil Vermette set out to harness new synth technology and the evolving vocabulary of electronic music to realize his own internal music. Selected from a collection of rediscovered recordings, “Archives I” brings light to the early environments and motifs that would reappear in his private-press LP “Katha Visions” and later self-released works. Through these quiet, late night home studio reflections and short themes for film, join Bil on his long trail to Katha. Pro-dubbed on chrome, edition of 100

[FS08] Panabrite – ‘Seychelles’ C44
Norm Chambers has developed an illustrator’s command over his synthesized aquatic realm. Against an evocatively unfolding backdrop of gestural shadow and crosshatch are cast bright reliefs of melody; cascading tones and filtered white noise dart in and out of the mid-ground. A deep current wends its way past teeming reefs and through purple grottoes, spilling out into the blue-green lagoons of a living Paradise. Pro-dubbed on chrome, edition of 100

[FS09] Brett Naucke – ‘Home By Now’ C31
In an instant Presence wells around you. Naucke (Face Worker, Catholic Tapes) moves deftly through this suite of ambient works, filling the stereo field with dense timbral structures, transcending placid drift through a series of oblique compositional transforms. Resounding polyphony gathers and crests, interrupted by radiophonic counterpoint, reforming, and finally resolving into an alive, dynamic stillness. Pro-dubbed on chrome, edition of 100

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