The gang is back again with a long-player, ‘This is the Voice of Doom Calling’. Anvil Salute, here a sextet (weren’t they always?), playing an ample smattering of ten tracks in various shapes and sizes, while holding tight to their core repertoire of hazy, lazy Americana instrumentals: the 14 minute “Island of Genius”, with a reprise as the disc’s finale, picks along in a jubilant polyphony of warm, clean strings, trap, and bass reminiscent Valley of the Giants, growing in mass yet not speed, going nowhere by design. While by no means an unpleasant experience, the collection’s conventions work best in the smaller bits like the subsequent “Ira’s Unfinished Room”, a muffled chug-a-chug and jangle over choppy drumwork, familiar a vocal-less slo-core ala Bedhead, et al; “Rudimentary Alchemy” confirms the anxious joy of small differences, as the simple addition of pattering disco percussion livens the flashing bulbs of looped guitars and brassy curse of harmonica. The down-farm “Wat Arma” and caravan jangle of “Balkania” is the shaggiest the band goes on this one, with just a slight free-dissonance in the space between notes and gong strikes. The joyous 10 minutes of “My Former Life is No Longer Mine” synchronizes the widest assortment of timbres, from rich metal strings to seeded shakers to the whale-song of a some magical bowed jug, the loose dervish of the song rotates in broad, hypnotic sweeps. CDr comes labeled in a color card with heavy vinyl sleeve. Available for $10 from Deep Water Acres HERE.

And to speak of ample smatterings, ‘The Zeros’ represent those things in front of all the songs by Garm, in all a collection of 31 tracks capped at three and a quarter minutes a piece - though few even make it this far. A strange, though hardly unintuitive concoction of early SGC punk, Cerberus Shoal outness (the disc is out on Caleb and Colleen’s label), and LoFi in serious low-fidelity. Some highlights: the squiggly wahwah theme “Welcome to the Zeros” emerges briefly from some hot points of static attunement, merging seamlessly into “Black Like Me”, all stoned bass notes and wheezy ampage, the title receiving a little poodle play with lazy indifference (most of the lyrics are simply found in the titles). “How It Happened” is a strange Sabbath imitation of Sonic Youth’s “Dirty Boots”, the wobble of bass poised to collapse from the right channel to crush the left. It seems the man’s got a pedal for every occasion, and nearing the gooey center of the disc, we find a new guitar sound for each track, as well as the introduction of some reluctant synths and other causal electronics. “The Child of the Evening” is a seriously sincere by comparison fuzzbox jam with chorused rhythm and sung lyrics, and with the psychedelic blip/bloop composition “Old Mother Hippletoe”, the pair make the longest two tracks of the disc, as well as the most optimistic reasons for continuing around back. Following a stretch of clean, ‘Improvika’ type guitar tracks and a couple campfire songs, the heavy blast of “Opago” subsides into “Something’s Changed”, a particularly melodic chunk of Sebadoh made of offset vocal tracks. Final track “The Shack” will not give up the weird ghost, combining just blustered atmosphere and spooky vocal erasures. I don’t know if you should listen to this in bits or all at once – it doesn’t seem instructive either way – which I suggest be taken as a sign of the album’s idiosyncrasy, sure, but more so its easy innovation. Labeled CDr comes with extensive line art on vellum sleeve and insert. Available for $8 from Don’t Trust the Ruin HERE (you can get the newest Big Blood album while you’re there, chumpus).

CHARLIE MCALISTER/ROLLIN HUNT split cassette $5
"Charlie Mcalister offers up a fresh batch of manic folk songs dredged up from the marsh lands of South Carolina, while Rollin Hunt on the other hand entices you to enter his dream world, but as enchanting as that is, it will probably come much more like some kind of nightmare. This cassette is catchy and fun, at the same time that it's bizarre and terrifying. But this match couldn't be more perfect, and may just leave you staring at your stereo wondering what hit you. Did that asteroid scheduled to hit earth in 2012 arrive early and cause the magnetic fields to reverse all too soon? Are we ready for this?" Comes on pink cassettes, in standard cases with full color J-cards and two inserts.

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905.3: Wether - 'Post-Cave Music' C24 $6
"The first Wether material to arise from the new homestead. Side a is one looping burner focusing mainly on a steady cycle of decaying loops. The b side is split up into two feedback laden, rotten drone plagues. Everything was recorded straight to tape with no "post-production" taking place."

905.4: Altar Of Flies - 'The Funeral Tapes' C30 $6
"Originally released as a very private press on Swedish imprint KSP, the material on "The Funeral Tapes" was just far to emphatic to stay hidden. Mattias Gustafsson, the whiz behind the Altar Of Flies moniker, spends about a half an hour conjuring up narcotic vibes and sickly tantrums that boil down to some truly eerie sermons. Everything from the layers of creep synth, the dense beats, even the sporadic moments of silence between stabs of feedback all manage to sound abnormal and perfect at the same time. The final track plays like a John Carpenter tune (think escape from new york, not ghost of mars) with moments where you could imagine Carpenter is attempting to teach free jazz to Martians."

905.6: Teeth Collection & Plasmic Formations collaboration C30 $6
"Former Yes, Collapsers and current Dayton house mates serve up two helpings of zoned-out, reverb packed activity. These are the sounds that come out of the basements you don't go into, or the small town graveyards that are half paved over. Organic and unearthly with freights of gelatinous tones and vocal black magic."

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The next level. Once all the creepies have gotten their sticky fingers on the drone boxes of the world, it became necessary for the warlock to fuse his staff to a satchel of reed, and use it to bag a delicious pie through that open window there, beside the plywood, the one marked with the name “Christina”. Or, he can do like warlock Jefre Cantu-Ledesma and clasp elbows with filmist Paul Clipson to regenerate drone works with images which destroy happenstance in sublimation. Clipson, very likely the fella who threaded many a Tarantel performance with moving backdrops, provides verite images from travels about New York, totemically centered around the sun and its diffusion: sky, ground, sky and mesmerizing glints of water in the deep acoustic color of Super 8 film; trees and the damp green-black of shadows. The label description stole my easy reference to the films of Brakage, but I should clarify the vision here with more coherence and consistency, a methodological borrowing with a far more studied direction. Some recognizable landmarks appear – bridges, buildings, skyline – but more important is the subtly chronological narration, marked by the movement of the light and growing lines of the landscapes, a black and white filter pretending to be night vision, a camera eye playing with the mesh walls of the city space: scaffolding, fences, cranes – lines which intersect and interstice in the monotone eye. A new filter for a new day, a subway ride of hazy-pastel fragments, water again – the only movement other than the elements is vehicles, including a lone bicyclist who appears by sole virtue of his machine. Entering the heart of the city, the images grow more geometric and abstract, as artificial light modulates into a light show against the surrounding concrete realism.

Moving in clip suitable to the changing movie tones, the music is a monolithic, though not seamless 25 minutes of drone taken from Jef’s recent ‘Shining Skull Breath’ Sessions. With the same unreal sharpness of the Students of Decay release (not a flippant reference, mind you), the music seers and dives with granulated static, warm undertones and crystal-rimmed murmur, a harsh drill tone pitching not piercing the sonic surface. Deep drones follow with a light static stubble, a dull hush brushing away the discrete elements to a whole, broad tone given to ecstatic quivers of bold frequency. With the blurred emersion of the images goes the defined lines of the music, and the final wash of the track breathes with an almost molecular quiet. That’s ‘Corridors’. Unmarked DVDr comes in a printed vellum sleeve, with play button. In an addition of 100 – what the fuck?? Reissue now. (Not available from Root Strata HERE)

NP0030 Wet Hair s/t 1-Sided 12" (silkscreened picture disc.) $10
"This is the first solo work of Shawn Reed as Wet Hair, recorded during late fall of 07. On this LP we find Wet Hair discovering its attitude, its approach, its dark underworld aesthetic, of cult zone dub, blasted vocal purge, trance snyth uneasiness. More direct, focused, and eclectic then the Irifi cass. this one burns blown out and electric, amplified to the point of breaking and then subtle and brooding once more. Play it loud. Ultra deluxe silkscreened artwork by SDREED. As much of a visual artifact as a medium of sound."

NP042 Drip House - '1' C12 $5
"Daren Ho, Raccoo-oo-oon member, general shredder, presents his first solo release Drip House 1. Textural ambient drone scape, with pulsing backdrops, synth layers, deep vocal swells, this one recalls so many great moments of Kraut Electronic Cyborg Bliss but does it all in its own way, trance vibrations for the digital age. Artwork by Drip. (This is an ultra limited tour tape, so limited to mail order only in very sparse quantity so act fast.)"

NP041 Peaking Lights - 'Clearvoiant' C30 $5
"Peaking Lights is Aaron and Indra (also of Numbers) from Rah Dunes new duo project recently relocated to rural Wisconsin from the Bay Area. Floating electronic pulses, controlled feedback, tape loops, organ, snyth, guitar, and vocal harmonies layered into waves of four track noise pop goodness. The perfect soundtrack to walking in mysterious places, haunted neighborhoods, lost river banks, and bike rides at night. This release really glows and grows. Silkscreened artwork by SDREED. MYSPACE"

NP040 Trash Dog - 'Wasted Gift' C32 $5
"The name says it all, annihilated, fucked up, hardcore damage from Witcher, Drip, and Garbage, Iowa City underground punk filth. Manic deranged vocals over primitive punk trash. Includes special bonus addition of the ultra limited and out of print Garbage Eater cass. Killer Double sided fold out cover and mini zine artwork by Ryan Garbes."

NP039 Social Junk - 'Champs 08' C41 $5
"Met this group of West Virginians down in Miami at INC back in Feb. I was instantly siked on there sound and live show. Total wreckage, throwing drums around the room, yelling into broken mics, four track warble, guitar feedback, totally unhinged damage but focused and intense. Comparisons to Sword Heaven, Savage Republic, The Dead C, etc. might be accurate but overall Social Junk is really hard to pin down. Haunted electronics, floating on an endless barrage of pissed vocals and repetitive drum jams. Silkscreened Artwork by SDREED. Social Junk full length LP coming soon on Not Not Fun. MYSPACE"

NP038 Ryan Garbes - 'Shit Education' C32 $5
"Garbes is back at it, blown over saturated tape punk psychosis, harsh head psych fusion rippers, another slab of destroyed rock greatness. This one even more catchy then the last. Like listening to your guts fall out on the floor while some rockers annihilate a house party in the background. Totally a sound of its own, influenced by all the greats with deluxe double sided silkscreened fold out covers by the man himself. MYSPACE"

NP037 SHV s/t C40 $5
"Ali formerly of the excellent Boston act Dreamhouse is SHV (Superior Human Vomit). I first got turned onto SHV via Ali playing in the basement here at Night People HQ. After that night Ali gave me a copy of her killer first SHV tape - Endless Love, on the Rare Youth label. SHV is never the same thing twice, always performative, always sitting on the edge of failure and greatness, always pushing the boundary. I've seen SHV jump through a ceiling to start a set, tie up a whole audience, stick a dude in an oven, and generally just rock the fuck out always. This tape doesn't disappoint either, blown out synth and drum machine burners, catchy post punk hypnosis, cultist weirdo gestures , something new on every listen of this especially hard to pin down puke punk project. Art by SHV, Printing by SDREED, with fold out double sided"

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Of Cerberus Shoal and its near-incarnation Fire on Fire, Chriss Sutherland plays ‘Me in a “Field”’ as an Americana solo effort with ample help from friends and ambitious nods to the gold of the 1970s. Keynote track “La Familia” sets the tone with honest, heavy sappiness in bright, hi-fi folk color: tambourine and harmonium adorn the rich strum-und-twang of acoustic guitar, Sutherland’s distinctive vocals bolstered by guests Tom Kovacevic and Caleb and Colleen Big Blood, the crew just white enough to sing the track’s chorus en Espanol. His lyrics soberly morose - in stark contrast to the weird/manic morose of Cerberus - it's clear Sutherland has done some hard living, and the healthy use of Spanish suggests a more (or is that less?) depressing Jimmy Buffet for the Don Caballero generation. Radio-ready “Fadin’ Out” doubles its vocal track over a sparse guitar rhythm, a late replacement for “Comfortably Numb” on today’s mix-tape, as follow-up “Deseos” catches the ear with such giddy, “Peace Train” hooks we should be concerned the artist might leave us for Islam. Scattered between these are a few lower-fidelity tracks, two of which are live recordings: with guest Donnue Hamulak, “People Loving People” suggests a heavy influence of Richard Bishop in the odd-tuned picked melodies and quivering, jackal lyricism - a flute-like instrument breathing the second refrain. The bleary live production only enhances the magic texture of these tracks, as the jangly guitars of “Coyote Tonight” open into the sky of traffic noises, creaks and pebble drops which ding the surface of the tape; the round-robin verse and onomatopoetic chorus evoking a summer camp fire concert with little more than a gesture. “Perez” is the disc’s premature finale, again gathering a small army of players in a fantastic harmony as the song deftly alternates tempos between a slow, Young-ish/Cave-ish, shit – Cerberus Shoal-ish - ballad percolating in the chorusy bits with the pivotal addition of Micah Blue Smaldone on the gladdest goddamn banjo ever, Sutherland sounding a whole lot like the ponytail dude from Live (say what you must - that fucker could sing) – perfection. Of Digitalis’ “Arts & Crafts Editions”, the CD comes in a fancy cut gatefold with professional screen job - crafty only by comparison to the labels usual minimalist fare. It took my full attention to realize how truly great this thing is; I’m sorry it took so long to say something. Big recommendation. (Digitalis CD, $13 HERE)

DNT042 - Family Underground - 'Helium Rug' 1-sided LP $11(US/Canada)/$23(International)
"Denmark's drone demons release another one. A helium rug would float, which is exactly what your melted mind will do while listening to this record. Whistling blown by the birds of hell. This has been in the works for quite some time. Originally intended to come out last summer on their US tour, but we didn't want to flood the market (they already had 3 LPs coming out the same time). Edition of 300 on black vinyl with bi-color stencil. The front cover is what you will look like after listening to this. Your mind will split open unleashing the helium rug from within. Artwork by Zachary Fleming."

DNT035 - Mudboy - 'MuDMuX Volume One' 7" $5.5(US/Canada)/$11(International)
"This is the first installment of a series of 7"'s to be released by various labels. Each record contains a single track on each side by a different band- produced, mixed, orchestrated, destroyed, mutilated and brought back to life by the dark dreams of Mr. mudboy. Side A of this first edition features an unearthed file by the Extreme Animals resurrected as a tribute to "Lil John Carpenter." Percussion by Jeremy Lazy "animal" Magnet Harris. Side B is a devastating whirlpool cliff walk based on a song written and sung by the DarkDarkDark band. Backup fingers by Alec K Redfearn of the Eyesores fame." Cover art is a hand made blue and gold 4 pass silkscreen by R Lyon in collaboration with Kevin Hooyman. Limited to 535.

DNT037 - Super Minerals - 'The Piss' cassette $6(US/Canada)/$10(International)
"New cassette by Long Beach's Super Minerals, which is Phil and William from psych band Magic Lanterns. "The Piss" takes a different route than ML using murky drones and faint cries for help. Heavily influenced by old zombie films." Limited to 75 hand numbered copies on piss yellow cassettes with gross hairy label art. Red fishy cover art with yellow splatter.

DNT034 - Plankton Wat - 'Alchemy Of Darkness' cassette $6(US/Canada)/$10(International)
"Plankton Wat is a beautiful, graceful thing of looped and picked acoustic guitar, following a wander-glimmer-drone structure that psych fans in Portland should be well aquainted with. With barely any of the cacophony or aggression Eternal Tapestry sometimes builds to...[this album] beckons us to fall back into our own head. Not the busy part–the worry and chaos cortex–but, the part that I’ve had a hell of a time finding lately, the pocket where our thoughts go when we’re perfectly happy to just drift and stare." (Willamette Week description of PW). Edition of 100 on pro-dubbed red tapes, with art by Dewey Mahood.

DNT018 - The Pope - 'Do You Wanna Boogie?' cassette $5(US/Canada)/$8(International)
"The duo of Paul Kneejie and Brian Watson are American popular musicians known collectively as The Pope. They met in elementary school in 1953, when they both appeared in the school play Alice in Wonderland (Kneejie as the Dodo, Watson as Dweedle Dum). They formed the group Tom and Jerry in 1957, and had their first taste of success with the minor hit "Hey Schoolgirl... Boogie". As The Pope, the duo rose to fame in 1965 backed by the hit single "The Sound of Silence Boogie Woogie". Their music was almost featured on the landmark film Star Wars, propelling them further into the public consciousness. They are well known for their close harmonies and sometimes unstable relationship. Their last album, Boogie Over Troubled Water, was marked with several delays caused by artistic differences. Kneejie and Watson were among the most popular recording artists of the 1960s, and are perhaps best known for their songs "The Sound of Silence Boogie", "Mrs. Robinson Boogie", "Boogie over Troubled Water" and "The Boxer Boogie". They have almost received several Grammys and are hoping to be inductees of the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and the Long Island Music Hall of Fame (2007). In 2004, Rolling Stoned ranked The Pope #420 on their list of the 100 Greatest Artists of All Time. Boogie." Hand-numbered edition of 40 on blue cassettes. Cover photo by Macklin Vietor

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INFINITY WINDOW - 'TRANS FAT' CDr (Chocolate Monk) $8
"Great mulched ’new age’ synth bliss from a Black Egg goon and one of the gonks from Astronaut. Feel a cloud envelope yr head. "Why treat your ears to the merely fried when they could be, shall we say, Wahnfried? Koshmiche-synths duo of Taylor Richardson (undisputed shroom snorkling champ of the North East) & a vibration-channeling dude named Dan Lopatin. A few creeper moments of giallo/porn keys blossom into a full card wrestling match with a 6000-armed guitar-cable sea creature. Verb bubbles will float you.Sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-bass will ensure your car tires vibrate right off the pavement." - Angela Sawyer, Weirdo Records/ Available via Chocolate Monk, Volcanic Tongue."

ONEOHTRIX POINT NEVER - 'TRANSMAT MEMORIES' C35 (DREAMTIME TAPED SOUNDS) $6
"This audio tape is a leaked document of the MONTAUK research group. DANIEL LOPATIN has been sent over to 6037 A.D. and these are his interpretations of the inscriptions of the pedestal on which he saw the golden horse. In another time-track, Daniel is also known as Duncan. These are smooth 80's conspiracy tech vibes. Sequencer waves which would give PETER BAUMANN the goosebumps. Polysynths and electronic thunder storm that will keep the thought of BERNARD SZAJNER alive. O.P.N. also plays in INFINITY WINDOW, together with BLACK EGG Taylor Richardson, and is a member of the space research pod ASTRONAUT." -Lieven Martins, Taped Sounds. 5 copies left. Also available via Eclipse"

ASTRONAUT - 'EARLY PERIL' CDr (INSULT) $8
"Earliest known Astronaut recordings collected on one compact disc. That's a lot of bang for your buck. What are you gonna do with all that bang? Recorded during the perilous winter of 2006/07 at Watson Labs in Somerville; these sessions would give birth to the Massachusetts School of Cosmic Music, inexorably changing the course and losing the plot entirely. Deathpulse worship, polysynth fractals, low oxygen level jams plus turbo cascading cloud forms = the end all be all homemade kozmik jarmsesh. All while hell's quantum tractor beam says 'where i'm taking you, you won't need eyes." AVAILABLE"

MAGIC ONEOHTRIX POINT NEVER - 'BETRAYED IN THE OCTAGON' C44 (DECEPTION ISLAND) $6
"By now, Boston-native synth auteur Daniel Lopatin’s reputation should precede him, whether as a result of his two cryptic solo dispatches as Dania Shapes or the superhuman focus he brings to his work with the neokosmiche trio Astronaut. "Betrayed in the Octagon" is his third solo release in as many years, which is as much an oddity in this era of enforced prolificity as the level of craft he brings to this tape. While the scene-at-large has had some time to catch up to Lopatin’s longstanding fascination with the old teutonic masters of the sequencer and their ensuing private press diaspora, his ability to underscore with tact and subtlety the lines of sympathetic resonance between the Berlin school and Giorgio Moroder, John Carpenter, the tearstained pillows of the polysynth epoch, and the awful bliss of being really fucking drunk in a hot tub remains entirely his own, and the hallmark of a rare talent." - Bee Mask, DI. 4 copies left. Also available via Mimaroglu."

ASTRONAUT - 'DARKEST BREADS' C20 (MISTAKE BY THE LAKE TAPES) $6
"Astronaut found themselves in A.R. Plovnick’s Aladdin Garden of delights with Adam Watt of Healing Feeling behind the macbook. Incidental bread factory sound colored the sky. Sonar doppler birth, nebula systemscapes and 1 million years total brain death. 5 copies left. Also available via Hanson and Mimaroglu."

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Here be two new vinyl LPs from New York’s Heat Retention Records, starting with a split between NYC scumbags Blastocyst and noise sculptors Reverse Mouth. The former splits their side into four tracks of competent, albeit familiar free-noise, the trio (last time they were just two) pummeling their way through “Nexiom and Digitalis” and “Blur Car Blur Eyes Blur Suit” with a consistently hectic tempo overwhelmed by thick white static and the erratic barked additions of each player. A swirling fire-hose of feedback washes over the clattering stem-playing of “Clandestine Beers of the Casserollers”, the best takeaway of the side for its dissipation and regroupings in a vigorous show of power and begrudged group-mind. “Marjoe Works for Free” consumes the most grooves, takes its time doing so, using the momentum of the disc’s revolution to carve circles of medium static, scratched-out percussion, and into the eventual collision of arms as the drums beat out a choppy code, the guitar skronks, and the bass finally emerges in full suggesting a wavy warp to the entire track. On the flipside, Reverse Mouth plays the track “Somebody Put Something In My Drink (Hair)”, approximating 20 minutes of pitch, groan, and bend which, like their roommates, breaks no new ground but does so with panache: the opening tone pierces the ear and slowly expands to form a hole sufficient to cram more studied shards of feedback, painstakingly drawn and sustained in long jabs through the end. I suspect it’s just the title, but the longer meditations of Hair Police come to mind as a suitable comparison, as does Thurston Moore and the recent DBA pizza-boxset (Kevin Shields, Men Who Can’t Love). On black vinyl with Xerox insert and heavy, block-printed sleeves. Co-release with Phase! Records, Greece.

Beyond the P-Orridginal name and spray-stenciled sleeve, the musty LoFi city-folk of Cakes Ov Light settles into a differently familiar pattern with Smoggish insert of watercolors and type-written lyrics, the sole singerman murmuring over a drywall of guitar strum and four-track residue, and a female accompanist appearing almost throughout with a ghostly hollow of a harmony. “The Inward Eye” is an early success, fitting a more emotive lament ala Bird By Snow to a sawing of strep cello and a conclusion of picked notes suggesting a gypsy ballad as perhaps A Hawk and a Hacksaw might produce. “Secret Life of Plants” manages a similar Jandek gloom not aimed at any one thing in particular, the slow step of piano notes and low-impact train sounds more intelligibly married to more evocative abstractions like “he sees his reflection/activates a switch on the roof of the mouth.” The sequence of the tracks does little to retain the heavy moods emerging in these tracks, as a couple lighter, unidentified Oldhammy tracks follow – including the side’s closer, a personal favorite reminiscent an old Fluf song – on airy notes and sing-song lyrics. An extended track of fickle noises and found sounds starts the second side, the optimism of the last stretched around the corner and appearing even gladder, followed by a shorter piece of off-tune Grubbsian whimsy, completed with clip-clop tempo. Better suited to end the first side, the final track is another long track of captured sounds as architectural din and broadcast voices, a requiem of electric buzz alternating frequencies and the voice bellowing hopelessly, having never eluded to why. On black vinyl with heavy sleeve and slick insert. (Heat Retention LP, $10 HERE)

Italian Chandelier C20 $7

Placenta Popeye - 'Fosse Speed' C20 $7
"two headed french dog puking hard on the cosmic pole."

Yeast Curd - 'And Then Came Eve' C20 $7
"A young girl with the aid of an oversexed girlfriend discovers her sexuality... previously released on LoveLess now reissued/expanded."

Hereharehere C45 $7
"celestial scum chants."

Vlubä /Josue O Salvador Em Busca Da Perdicao C45 $7
"fungus brains from Portugal."

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GANG WIZARD - 'The Stolen Groceries' 3" CDr 5€(everywhere)
"These kids will never grow up! Probably the most typical example of free rock. This 3'' is a live document from a GW performance in Den Haag which took place in June 2007. Raw structure, weird strummings, complete freedom! Essential America!" Edition of 99, in a repeatedly laser printed color fold out paper.

GRANDMA FREEDOM - 'The 1967 Parties' CDr 5€(everywhere)
"Archival reel-to-reel recordings from 1967 which belong to my beloved grandmother, Eleftheria Filippou. These people (most of them are dead now) used to gather up and jam accapella songs in the key of despair, reading poems or making just fun. It's not that funny though, you can feel the emptiness beneath the warm company and it's a bit weird + haunting. Beautiful voices you won't hear anymore" P. Spoulos. Full-color cover, very limited pressing.

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AA RECORDS COMPILATION LP VOLUME II $15
"This LP features the next 13 lathes since the first comp = Isis & Werewolves, Ex-Cocaine, Mirror/Dash, Pengo, Christina Kubisch, Birds of Delay, Sick Llama, Jackie Stewart, Evil Moisture, Prurient, Rusted Shut, Carlos Giffoni, 16 Bitch Pile-Up, Demons. All the messy atmosphere of lathes on freshly pressed vinyl, weird! Banned in Canada due to the jacket (guess why). But we'll ship them to Canada anyway. Ships after No Fun later in May (this and all update items will be at No Fun)."

HATRED/DEMONS SPLIT LP $15
"Reissue of the first signs of life from Demons and a particularly brutal Hatred. Recorded Fall 2005 in the old Wolf Studios. Thanks Simonetti!"

NO FUCKER - 'LIVE 02/22/08' C30 $8
"Live in Detroit on 02/22/08, Conquer the Innocent, Bodies in a Pile, Realities of War, Nameless Cities."

RODGER STELLA - 'THE ELECTRIC ZODIAC II' CD/C30 $8
"Long anticipated and finally fully realized, twice. CD = 23:18 Korg MS20 recorded 08/11/01 in San Francisco, CA. Mixed 12/07-02/08 in Birmingham, AL. C30 = 28:09 Korg MS20 recorded 08/11/01 in San Francisco, CA. Mixed 12/07-02/08 in Birmingham, AL. Moog Theremin recorded 12/07."

HATRED - 'PITTED WATER' C30/CD $8
"Hatred featuring Max Eisenberg and Twig Harper. Recorded Live in Detroit on 03/29/08 and Live in Baltimore on 03/09/08, in that order."

DEMONS - 'NAROPA TO SPIRAL JETTY' DVD $12
DVD recorded Live 11/10/07 at Naropa University and 11/12/07 at Spiral Jetty. Bonus track Live at The Echo LA 11/17/07." SAMPLE

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Hands of Sand - 'Clay Dreams' CDr 8€/$12(world)
"The english sound artist Mark Peter Wright is the second contributor to the ongoing Odomez Serie here at NOTHINGoutTHERE, successfully following Robert Horton's effort last year. Mark worked out of a package of Odomez goods I sent to him, and came out with a masterful, half-an-hour piece of inspired and fascinating musique concrète, infused with field recordings and musical events. An all the while deep, dense and optimistic voyage into Odomez' imaginary. Here is what Hands Of Sand writes about this recording process : "When the package arrived its contents seemed so dry, coughed up from a choked earth, staved of water, starved of life. This thirst and need for renewal became the central compositional focus – an overall cycle of water to stone, a journey from liquid to solid." Odomez... it's a small town up north in France, inside which is located a huge and beautiful land of strangeness. Before 1965, it was a chemical-textile factory. After that, no one really knew. Like a quiet jungle of metal and plants. The Odomez Serie aims at keeping the memory of that place alive, now that it is doomed to demolition, and to call for musical and visual collaborations. Every artist contributing will be sent an artwork related to the place as an inspiration. More about Odomez here. Clay Dream's artwork is a postcard from Odomez to you. Its mail envelope includes postcards with prints of my Temporary serie of photographies, and writings about Odomez (from the Sense-of-Place contributions and others). Last but not least, n.o.t.#6 also includes extended liner-notes by Hands Of Sand about his recording process." Largest n.o.t. pressing to date with 75 copies !

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Sssk#35: Occasional Detroit - 'Prayer Packages' C19
"Occasional Detroit: One of the most original, insanely entertaining, and loudest acts to ever call Albuquerque home. This Michigan duo (occasional trio) had toured the U.S. many times over before settling down here. If they'd ever seen this band live, 'damn!', many rappers and punkrockers and preachers would just quit. Prayer Packages: 1/3 televangelist firing off, 1/3 telemarketer wanting to be fired, 1/3 Classic OD on FIRE!. Limited to 50 copies. 4 songs on 19 minute cassette. Purple tape lives in a purple imitation-silk sleeve."

Sssk#33: Black Guys - 'Black By Popular Demand' 3" CDr
"Noise-drone duo. Recordings from live shows, Albuquerque, NM. Side project of Alan George Ledergerber. Packaged in a plush red jewelry box. Limited to 30 copies"

Sssk#30: Cobra//group - 'Brujas' CDr
"The second full-length release by the largest experimental band in the Southwest U.S., this album was recorded in the fall of 2007 at various abandoned locations around Albuquerque,,,in total darkness. It is not known by the core group who exactly is on the tracks or who plays what instrument. Strangers were invited to walk in the room at any session and leave without a trace. Extra tape recorders were set to record, but with no input to attract the home ghosts. Some sessions were broadcast via radio and fed-back into the haunted houses to make the badloop. Some sessions started with one person alone in a room, turned the lights out, grew to twenty in the room, turn the lights on after 3 hours and no one was there. Silkscreened digipak - limited to 150 copies. Almost an hour and a half of music on a black on black cdr. Best when listened to while alone."

Sssk #22: KILT - 'Snow White in Hell' 12" LP
"Noise, Noise, Noise. The trio of Redglaer (Halfnormal), Raven Chacon (Christ with Braces), and Andorkappen (Harassor). All I can say is that it is the loudest we could get it before your needle starts to skip. Colored vinyl ranging from "exorcist green" to "grandma's bowlingball pink" and a completely over-the-top jacket cover. Co-released with Anarchymoon and Bastardised. 500 made."

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[tzpCD26] Plastobeton - 'Glam Mort + The Lost Tapes' 5€
French act including members of AH Kraken, Feeling Of Love, The Dreams, Facteur Kamikaze and more from the always challenging Centre D'Hygiene De L'Est / Do You Like Sushi ? collective. This edition includes their only release "Glam Mort" + some forgotten bunker tracks. Rythm box + guitar + synthesizer + vocals. Desperate energy from postindustrial area. Emergency, martial law. Fuckin great. You just need it.The cd is coming in a 7" rigid sleeve with a bunch of flyers, miniposters, lyrics." Black CDr - 50 copies.

[tzpCS06] Kommissar Hjuler/Mamma Baer - 'tanzprocesz-Sicherungskopie' C60 5€
"Der Kommissar and Mamma are german performers. They're recording stuff, paiting stuff, building stuff. Side A is compiling 3 schyzophrenic cut up vocal pieces. Side B is electronics noises and singing. Side A is words and cuts and words. Side B is melody and noise. Side A is der Kommissar. Side B is Mamma."

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A 15 minute edit from over three hours of improvised play, the ‘Rönnblomsgatan Rudbecksgatan’ EP 3" CDr by the Malmö-based duo of James Brewster and Peter Henning is a wonderful sampler of the pair’s collective approach to post-production reconstruction: five tracks titled for their length in seconds, the pieces materialize out of fragments pushed to their sonic ends, such that the brief skronk of “94” bats back and forth as it skips channels, coughing and sputtering timbres only a machine could love; yet despite its chop, the regular return of central sounds adhere the piece into a practically perceivable melody. The airy “95” employs many of the same jumps, yet with greater open space which reveals a charged static leading into the central “444”: with a high-speed, insect chirp, the track’s lead tone oscillates bpms in an erratic groan given to showers of feedback as it wrenches into other gears; with the ambition of Francisco Lopez, the artists tear through the whole bag’s worth of tricks in little time, expressing the discipline and attention to detail of an Extreme lifer. “66” exits the lofty centerpiece with a similar crackle to that which entered it, piercing the senses before last piece “177” whacks the ear with paddle claps, steel drum thunder, and crisp electronic insertions. Though the format suits this production well, a full-length from this pair will likely reveal equally phenomenal results. In a hand-assembled, razor-cut sleeve printed on heavy paper. (Namenlos/HWEM 3” CDr, £4.5 HERE; also available as a free download HERE)

Stunned is cornering the market:

Ajilvsga — 'Crossed Bones' (Stunned no. 5)
"The hot dust of a thousand atomized strip malls whips into the eyes and ears of all who pass the way of Crossed Bones. Our seasoned guides Brad Rose and Nathan Young clutch their headscarves tighter and drive their guitars even deeper into the blistering earth, if only to anchor themselves momentarily in the bent circuit tempest. Forty minutes featuring twin cabinet-shakers that had us promising the neighbors we weren't testing a new form of sonic weaponry after spinning the demo. Of all Ajilvsga's past and present explorations into heavy mental music, none have grabbed us so quite in the gutz. Serious low end woofer junkies encouraged to be among the first to check this one as the jam to mix with the sweat of a new summer." Ltd. 100 handnumbered copies in thick polyvinyl case with spooked art by Ted Trager.

The Doglands — 'The Doglands' (Stunned no. 6)
"At last, the promised re-issue of John Frank's former folk handle The Doglands, and one of the few releases from the last couple years that inspired us to get Stunned Records up and running. Wide-eyed & weird tin can psych from the lo-fi backhills of the hi-fi mind who brings us Oregon's Molten Honey. Any vocals here are peaced-out Huxlian assurances of glistening outer and inner worlds, every rusty guitar strum a testament to the irrelevance of government and impotence of academia in the face of such nature and the cosmos. For those who travel the high trails close to the sun." Ltd. 40 hand numbered copies in heavy Tibetan rice paper sleeves.

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Fist-to-temples in the wake of departed Birthday Party, Jesus Lizard, and The Melvins, tough-guy noise rock finds its solace subtly yet swiftly diffused in Sunn O))), Neptune, and just in time for Oxbow’s latest bout of brilliant masculine therapy – so perfect, and so likely to inspire more than a few modern dandies to rethink their tattoos – Shit And Shine offers an alternative, and for most, complimentary program, giggling hysterically through the terrors of militaristic discipline that the name implies, a Yossarian dash to the water, an escape from manliness.

A bizarre concoction of styles, forms, and content, ‘Cherry’ is the British band’s latest violation, and from the second track “Am I A Nice Guy?” – the true introduction, a Jaramusch-like narrative set to a minimal polyrhythm, a hipster tale of abutting the “true” underground – on, the band’s multiple percussionists never stop swinging with obscene drive, nor do the guitars seem intend to stop wailing (the Butthole Surfers are the obligatory, albeit apropos mention here). Oscillating wildly between one and two minutes snippets and double-digit, sidelong jams the band never break the fundamental configuration, offering vocalization largely by way of secondary sources, otherwise dependent on wrenching the mighty fuck out of their instruments to achieve an eighty-minute array of fresh irresponsibility. Following a scrapbook of false starts, the peel-offs of “Honestly Don’t” enter a crotchety Kyuss back and forth with the percussion, the odd groinal uh! accentuating the rhythm. A locked groove of bass creates the meta-groove of “Danielle” wherein sleek guitar flits seem to merge with the cream of the wall behind, a tongue-in-cheek Rock maneuver to have one’s cake and eat it too. The album’s humor cannot be stressed enough, as the Spartan presentation of these tracks belies a far more complex space of irony and competence argued effortlessly. At the same time, the band affords the necessary dromologic indulgence, such that “If You Knew Susie” nearly consumes the band itself in Prurient prattle and the sharp corners of feedback shards, salved in the light, looping deliria of “Flower Petal Sword”.

In reprise, “Prize Winning” returns the drumming to the padding tribalism of the introduction, now with a modulated croon evoking the melting weirdness of Excepter, and retained through the sequenced babble of purported cover-track “Sharlade”, sounding like an early Terry Riley rented out for a Vitamin Water commercial. The erratic fright of whistling fireworks sets a metered pulse in “Cigarette Sequence”, an intensely methodical pummeling of industrial percussion, granulated pitches in awful hypercolor, and swallowed shouts murmuring beneath the shrieking cacophony. With the same distorted façade, the title track groans in dark harmonies hastily-fused into an Earthen drone with deep, crowning drum-roll pulling it into the smirking funk (from the Zappa-Porest continuum) of “Shockwave”. The album’s final movements – “High Brooms” and “The Rabbit Song” at 15 and 20 minutes, respectively – seem to edify the band’s two grand approaches: the first, a droning metal as slow as sump oil, thuds along on a wafts of thick distortion guided by clean organ hum, entirely conceivable as a ‘Black One’ centerpiece, and worthy in itself of a solo release; on the flipside, the final album’s track riffs neurotically in the Surfer’s meanest posture, riding high on the clap of double wardrumming syncopation, howling voice/guitar meld, dubby bass outcropping, and a last ditch lyricism monogramming the disc with respects, revisions before running out of tape - the beat never gives up. Huge recommendation. (Riot Season 2LP, £12/13/14 HERE – CD/DVD version out May 26th)

Bones of Seabirds – 'Nihanisyati' C20 $6(US)/$8(World)
"Hailing from Athens, GA, Bones of Seabirds is Ryan McGill. A devout slave to the tube-driven drone, McGill sets aside the axe for two synth passages, one sidelong and one brief, which seek transcendence by swathing the ears with layer upon layer of dark sine waves. The cassette ends by way of a blissful return to the guitar with massive crunch and a melody that grows increasingly sinister until its dizzying finale." With full color artwork, inserts, and labels by Matt Yacoub. Edition of 50.

Meditations – 'I' C15 $6(US)/$8(World)
"Ultra-crude, single-mic recordings from a new unit informed by harsh noise, raw black metal, and the id. With zero regard for fidelity and blasphemous intent, this is a document of unbridled frustration and anguish. No good vibes in here." With full color artwork, inserts, and labels by Matt Yacoub. Edition of 33.

Special Rate: Purchase both cassettes for $10(US)/$8(World)

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AUK THEATRE/THE COLLECTION OF THE LATE HOWELL BEND s/t C30 5€
"an expanded listening session that breaths towards visions of KORLA PANDIT, TOM DISSEVELT, and early 1900's fair / carnival folklore. two tracks contain the aural documentation of the wanderers of the AUK THEATRE. check out their beautiful visions of the parallel continent on the Ubu Web archives. two tracks from the COLLECTION, another project of Auk Theatre mind IRENE MOON. a beautiful blend of organ / piano tunes and more introspective signals. and while were at it, we advise every friend of the weird to get hold of a copy of the SCIENTIFICALLY SPEAKING WITH IRENE MOON 10", one of the most beautiful / strange "easy listening" records that saw daylight in the Y2K panic years. it's been re-released in the post 2000 spectrum, so it's THERE."

BRINGERS OF THE DAWN/DOLPHINS INTO THE FUTURE C30 5€
"BRINGERS are members of UTON and THE FREE PLAYERS. DOLPHINS are members of 3D-FREE and SAFETY DRINKERS. both sides are inspired by dolphins/interspecies communication, and the world wide webchannel brought band one and two together. both sides are stream of consciousness / direct writing. BRINGERS do it accoustic / electric. DOLPHINS are edited tape collages from random transmissions. over."

ONEOHTRIX POINT NEVER - 'transmat memories' C35 5€
"this audio tape is a leaked document of the MONTAUK research group. DANIEL LOPATIN has been sent over to 6037 A.D. and these are his interpretations of the inscriptions of the pedestal on wich he saw the golden horse. in another time-track, Daniel is also known as Duncan. these are smooth 80's conspiracy tech vibes. space bleeps. sequencer waves wich would give PETER BAUMANN the goosebumps. and polysynths and electronic thunder storm that is keeping the dream of BERNARD SZAJNER alive. this is awesome! O.P.N. also plays in INFINITY WINDOW, together with BLACK EGG Taylor, and is a member of the space research pod ASTRONAUT."

AFTERNOON PENIS - 'i want you to write' C60 5€
"Nate from MOUTHUS / RELIGIOUS KNIVES. this cassette is a two sided scenario. side a is the seeker, about to discover a new path. side b is the thinker, about to interact with new information. this is the smoked-out entity of an encounter. this is a long moment of contemplation in the SHADOWZONE."

THE HELL RAIDERS s/t C40 3€
"spaced out synth tunes. electronic grooves. gunshots. mood setting ambience. and random conversations about freedom and beyond. THE HELL RAIDERS is a tribute to nature, freedom, sweet synth sounds, vhs messages and photoshop thinkers. this is part of our ongoing CULTURAL SERIES."

MUNTJAC - 'warp' C40 5€
"Paul Grimes, member of the now defunct DEATH CHANTS walks a surprisingly personal path on this album. very outside the common psychedelic genre he draws a path of his own. on WARP, Grimes scrapes together a faboulous blend of easy listening, light marbles and more retro space tunes. a hot mix of elements of KITARO, JOE MEEK, and even some hits of an introspective DENNIS WIZE. fantastic stuff for the upcoming summer hangovers."

UTON - 'pearls and dust' 3CD + booklet 18€
"disc one is a capture of the Uton live speech and riddle. disc two is a reissue of the mysterious Uton tape on the back then still mysterious Sloow Tapes from coded B.D.P. (released in 2005). disc three is the mosaic of different strange Uton sound and content. 28 pages of full color UTON eye candy embraces these 3 discs of freedom. this is a private peek in the memory of JANI HIRVONEN. a dive in the hole in time. these are the books of HIRVONEN, one of the first seekers of truth in the modern take on introspection. a post 2000 view on things, that feeds hapilly into the bucket of post 1965. an imagenery of things to do when nearing a vortex."

KRAUS - 'the facts' C30 5€
"RESTOCK!! a 30 minutes book on tape. Kraus, drumpad for acts like THE AESTHETICS and THE FUTURIANS, gives the humble an insight to his path of life. from deep listening spacesounds towards bubbly synth excursions: this is a unique vision. Pat Kraus manages to sound like the BBC RADIOPHONIC WORKSHOP run through the minds of alien creatures. this is truly my imaginary BAD CHANNELS OST. currently, Pat is working at an lp for ULTRA ECZEMA, because society wants more...."

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Ikuisuus is an ultra-weird Finnish label dabbling in psych and way way Out jams. The first or second legit CD by the label, ‘Cosmic Continuum’ by Elektronavn (aka Denmark's Magnus Olsen Majmon) is a dyad represented in stretches of comparable length. Totally defying its one-man reality, the sound is comprised of medium-cool free form ala 6majik9 and their ilk, made with quasi-rhythmic elements and exposing a truly brilliant design beneath the clamor. Wheezy windbags and bubbly tabla open the disc, distant clattering and a stuttering bass mystifying this grotto of submerged harem voices. The timbre grows grainy and harsh as transition, into which a warmer, hummed vocalization compensates with melodica-type vibrations. Part two arrives with greater directive, maintaining the cluttered orchestration, while pulling together a more intentional jazz/psychedelic jam impression adhered almost exclusively by a teetering blue bass-line and electrified thrusts in its final moments; rainy and reckless, the track nicely marries downbeat to weird. CD comes in Arigato-type pack with paste-on images.

Not out of step with the last disc, the trio Matomeri’s trilogy ‘Joys of Summer’ lives in the same bleary musical frame, though with a much heavier endorsement of the burning psychedelia with prior, in ways which only a live band can perform. “Joku puhuu Ransun äänellä” tops 11 minutes with searing, High Rise electric guitars and groaning, almost Robedoorian synthesizers developing a muddy wall of deep darkness. The elemental of percussion appears as in two bodies: as the rolling skins which meter without rhythm, and as sporadic, springy cymbals clapping a high-end texture to broaden the sonic range. The shorter “Disastrous Restoration” is a (mostly) drumless meditation mediating the two longer tracks, the synthesizer employing a jeweled drone over which the guitared noise rises with maximal, though not high-frequency, intensity ala Mirror. One guitar emitting mid-range strums, the second wheedles a nasally lead on the almost 20 minutes of “Brown Line Fever”: resembling an early-mid Sonic Youth bonus jam, the guitars dominate with the same, swirling deep grey and chrome color, odd periods of harmony emerging. The drum’s crashing menace of the track’s final third, rethinking the track in terms of a darker O’Malley-type drone-metal, yet without sacrificing the character of the individual guitars. Intense to its smoldering end. Blank CDr comes in full-color paper sleeve. (Ikuisuus CD, 13€; CDr 6€ HERE)

From label Housecraft:



HR39 Sean McCann - 'Shore Net' C17
"Pitch-shifted hand percussions playfully bounce around a swirling synth feel-good thunderstorm on the 'A' side. The vocal work here is exceptionally fantastic and it's all over the stereo spectrum. Eventually found sounds somehow flutter their way into the already ultra-saturated reels and the vibe just keeps getting stronger. Things get more abstract on the other side where driving hand-beaten rhythms bow down to pitch play and infinitely layered weirdness." Edition of 48.

HR40 Joshua Mcabee & the (7/13) Moon - 'Accidentally Transcending' C35
"Boiled down Xiphiidae recordings steam bath the ears, vocal sweeps disintigrate to a buzzing halt, tape guts churn up from nowhere, splashes of muck dot the landscape.. Josh's recordings are in a constant state of wild esoteric metamorphosis which allows his diverse source materials, pristine field recordings, mixing excellence, and homemade instrumentation to mesh in other-worldy fashions, leading us to places of mystery and profound beauty one may never find accessible by any other means." Edition of 48.

HR41 Ghost Brames - 'Whisper When the Wild Winds Blow' CDr
"There's a spaciousness here that immediately invites the listener to make themselves comfortable in a wide open space. Scattered steel and drums bang and slide about in every direction, quickly shifting into hypnosis when drumming takes on a different role, one that corrals the senses into more subtle layers where chiming things lurk under fine linens of relaxed melodicy. Instruments wind up and down in 'two' to raga-bleached twang, flutes, and hand-percussion. Walls eventually crumble and the sky is wide open." Edition of 48.

HR42 Hairmaiden of the Totem Robe - 'Boomerangs from the Eastern Room of Rebirth' C40
"Conjured bones and drones ebb and flow in intricate networks of glowing undergrowth and seamless stereo mirage, under continual excavation of guided clatter and strung mystery. Mist crawls over stone benches. Chants fall from branches. This is dreaming geometry, sunk in soot, bright with leaves." Edition of 48.

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A new label from Norway called Twilight Luggage:



TLCD01 - Andreas Brandal - 'The Dead Station'
"Twilight Luggage's debut release is a free mp3-album: Andreas Brandal - "The Dead Station". A dark and noisy clash of analogue and electronic sounds, experimental composition and strange melodies." Free download, including artwork and high quality mp3's.

TLCD02 - Lupus Golem - 'Persuaded By the Man Who Ate the Phoenix' CDr €20
"This is the debut album from avant-noise-rock outfit Lupus Golem, and the first CD-R-release from Twilight Luggage. Lupus Golem's sound can best be described as a mentally disabled, bastard son of Khanate and Skullflower, raised in a dark and cold dungeon by Keiji Haino's grandmother and Derek Bailey's ghost, trying to scrape his way out of a sarcophagus.
The album was recorded as an improvised session on August 7, 2007." The CD is available in a limited edition of 50, delivered in a DVD case. The limited edition will include a postcard-sized Twilight Luggage sticker, a booklet and a small portion of genuine wolfs hair.

TLMP01 - KRAFFT – 'Decomposing'
"10 Strange and haunting stories moving through scenes of industrial noise, neo-folk, and dark electronic soundscapes." Free download, including artwork and high quality mp3's.

TLMP02 - Torstein Wjiik - 'Foggy Forest'
"Something is hiding in this foggy forest! A truly facinating journey through claustrophobic, dark atmospheres. One long track that creeps up on you. "Free download, including artwork and high quality mp3's.

TLMP03 - Kallsup - 'Above the Mountains'
"A masterfully crafted album filled with eerie moods and subtle details. The 7 tracks blend perfectly together, with their broken melodies, noise-bursts, crispy loops, and delicate waves of sound." Free download, including artwork and high quality mp3's.

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Super Minerals - 'The Thaw' CS $8
"Tracing the veins of a band’s constituent parts can uncover strange and enlightening currents of influence, history, mystery, etc. And LBC riff kings Magic Lantern have as ripe and rich a creative periphery as any other crew in the NNF matrix: guitarist Cameron spellbinds as Sun Araw, other guitarist William does the luminous Eureka, drummer Chip stars in Christian musicals (!!), and together William and vocalist/keyboarder Phil soundtrack acid vistas as Super Minerals. What’s perhaps even more unknown to most is that SM actually predates Magic Lantern by a solid few years, and have been gently unfurling fried and frayed zoner atmospheres in micro-edition CDRs since at least 2005. Due to humility or mellow marketing, however, virtually zero of these have slipped into the greater global earhole. So when Phil one day graced us with the Minerals’ entire collected works, we realized the time was now to right this wrong, and began compiling The Thaw, a gargantuan C120 selection of their most truly tripped and narcotic audio mirages, and we couldn’t be more thrilled with it. Murky sunlight string-jangle, jungle Om heatwaves, distant insect whirr, phantom flute whispers, deep drugged rainforests of vibrant harmonic hallucination – this land is yr land. Immense and imaginary." Pro-manufactured high-bias chrome tapes (with shell-imprinting) in faintly silkscreened oversized cases with double-sided full-color ‘solar ooze devouring owl’ artwork by the band. Edition of 100.

Barn Owl - 'From Our Mouths A Perpetual Light' LP $13
"Since first bearing witness to Barn Owl’s mythically desolate amplifier alchemy last year, we’ve been rabid fans/fanatics. But like lots of badass bands, BO are a rolling stone, heavy on the transformation tip, and the BO of today is an altered beast from the one that folkily fingerpicked Bridge To The Clouds and their self-titled disc way back when. And in case we’re not being clear: this is a beautiful thing. From Our Mouths A Perpetual Light burns with the sun-dead majesty of a Death Valley burial ground, all wasted waterless expanse and cracked earth smoke blowing in the dry wind. Heavy western drone revelations bleed into forlorn guitar drift, downcast percussion plods across the plain, a skull on its side lies in the sands. Evan Caminiti and Jon Porras have somehow flawlessly evolved Barn Owl into a blazing new universe, and From Our Mouths… is the first mission statement from their new spectral/aesthetic outpost, a stunning and timeless eight-song suite of grim cinematic electricity. Tune in, drop dead, rot on." In swank matte jackets with ‘four-armed demon warrior-yogi’ artwork by the band. Edition of 435 (275 on white wax, 160 on black).

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OM-08: Uton - 'Radio Olio Metaphysica!' double CDr 9€
"first disc recorded in july/august 2007, collecting sounds and tunes together with experimental new methods. from small no-fi dada sounds to space-ambient atmospheres to acoustic pseudojazz to psychedelic moonshine to screaming guitar feedback to violin scratches... making a tour to the mind of what is. second disc, The Book of Beginnigs, is mostly recorded early 2006, and shows the another deep-drone-dream-realm of Uton. few tracks with J.Koho (from Kulkija, Free Players, Tulasi etc.), and also some help from Vanessa Rossetto (Mighty Acts of God, Pulga etc.), Brad Rose (the North Sea etc.), Maxime Primault (Enfer Boreal) and Magnus Olsen (Elektronavn)." comes in beautiful silkscreened clothe-sleeves and small booklet. edition 100 copies.

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