Inseminoid - 'Waiting for Ms. Hayden' BH004 CDr
Edition of 100. Card mailer sleeve with cover chosen randomly from twelve inserts, the remaining eleven are found in the mailer. "Spawned in blackness this is another far from human birth from the pairing of Lee Stokoe (Culver, Skullflower, Marzuraan) and George Proctor (Mutant Ape, Murder Book, Turgid Animal). There’s too much detail in the two tracks to take seriously the limiting tag of drone/noise, Inseminoid sound-drown the last of the pretenders." HERE

No Fun Productions’ hot-streak of releases has been upgraded to plain fucking fantastic record making (cf. Dan Burke and Thomas Dimuzio’s wonderful ‘Upcoming Events’ most recently), now a complementary doubling of their curatorial dominance. As its latest boast, the Brooklyn outfit's mastermind Carlos Giffoni presents ‘Adult Life’, the mature chaperone to his double 7” ‘The Absence of Essence’ on Arbor. An industrialism of heavy textures, the experimental composition of these five tracks is not quite: as informed by Giffoni’s recent move from laptop to analog, this is more a sobered return to unfinished business – or at least, whatever Masami Akita left unfinished when he made the reverse move a decade ago. The studied repetition of each track appears not to soothe or coerce ala traditional drone work, but to present each sonic construction as a swatch to finger and rub one’s face in; this privileges neither the mode of construction nor the total abstraction of the composition, but the tactile and perceptual engagement of the music - music, which this most assuredly is. With frank due to Akita’s Merzbow and luminaries like Maurizio Bianchi, as well as an explicit linkage to the laboratory of Pauline Oliveros, these tracks indicate a return to engagement as much as they continue a genuine work for liberation. The pulsating excitement of “The Endless Mirror” revels in a perfect fidelity forever (credits to the untouchable James Plotkin), phase-shifting with the greatest subtly as the buzzing overlays match stabs to a chalky strobe and detuning melody. This, coupled with the slobbering synths of the pulse-demonic “Comfort And Pleasure” makes for a relentless, 20 minute overture of pure libido. The waning breath of the latter coldly drops the listener into the sparse slither of “A Son With No Father”, wherein the constant, quaky quiver underpinning the track’s shallow oscillations feels like the unstable footing of compulsive-repetition buried in the title. Suitably, “This Is How You Pull The Trigger” gestures seductively out of this trap with a 2/3rds headache of incompatible rhythm and antagonistic melodic interference which opposes by deposing the established throb and sustaining a high-frequency pattern of lifeless metal.

It is at this point that listener will likely look up to address the theme of the album, with its Freudian affect and botanical/anatomic artwork (rendered handsomely by Megan Ellis) suggestively straddling the center-hole. Without holding the artist too close to his own fire, the dirty tricks of the topical Noise album (and it’s debatable if we want to call ‘Adult Life’ either), heavy on trajectory and overly emboldened narrative markers, is not totally absent here. The psychological phantasy conjured in the surrounding tracks may too perfectly crown the album/patient’s aforementioned nadir, mapping the disc to a bellish perfection. Yet to critique this critique, one must explode the album to its component parts, divorced from each other and even the titles to consider the trickling lilt of each movement in the first half, and oppositional structure of the final two tracks which accelerates to a overheated evaporation rather than an impotent shrinkage. Either way, the point is Adult Life always ends in death. Final piece “Permanent Choice” moves brilliantly, dialectically through a wavering field of breathy air-conditioning and its hot manifold disguised outside before entering the figurative death tone of an analog binarism, the tattooed “choice” of the Digital made a double-helix spiraling the channels left to right to left, an eternal return en stereo. Absolutely incredible, entirely recommended. CD comes in a heavy, over-sized gatefold with full color art. (No Fun CD, $12 HERE)

GPS41 The Pistil Cosmos - 'Wandering in the Dark' CDr
"This one's a beauty, a total killer 5 track CD from Frenchman Vincent Caylet, aka "The Pistil Cosmos". Having previously recorded a number of wonderful cassette and small run CDR's as "V", notably the recent awesome "The Chanting Path" on Blackest Rainbow, this new set is an absolute must for all ya space, drone folk, vuh heads out there. Five pieces of exploratory, spectral, drone laden psychedelia, that veer from the feel of scratchy field recordings through Popol Vuh flavoured slow builders to the lo-fi noise of prime era Flying Saucer Attack. From gentle, subtle ambience to feedback drenched noise then back again. Just 200 copies of this one, and each is dressed in beautiful duo-colour screened wallet sleeves." HERE

DIVINE COILS & LANTERNS - 'EASY HOURS' collaborative C40 4£(U.K.)/5£(E.U.)/6£(World)
"A sonic mind-uniting collabortion between Leeds and Glasgow astral drone duo LANTERNS and Oxford laminal improvising duo DIVINE COILS Side A: A side long jam uniting threads of mirco tonal speaker feedback, ebowed snare, glimmers of submerged guitar vibrations, & metalaphone reverberations. Side B: One track of gentle bells, found percussion, & shimmering single note guitar, and a second of fog shrouded ambient tones and metallic whir." Limited to 80 boxed sprayed blue tapes w/ found photo negitive colour printed on card." HERE

DEATH BY HORSECOCK - 'COUPEURS DE TETE DE L'AMAZONE' CDr $3(FRANCE)/$6(WORLD)
"DBH presents one hour of fucked up drones dedicated to the Shuar and the holy ritual of head shrinking. Made by three weirdos, for weirdos."

DEATH BY HORSECOCK - 'HALLUCINES, LES LOUPS DU MANOIR' CDr $3(FRANCE)/$6(WORLD)
"The older, wiser brother to COUPEURS DE TETE DE L'AMAZONE comes back from a year long journey to the other side of the globe... and it has a terrible secret. A terrific collection of carefully crafted, haunting lycanthropic droney jams."

WHEN DAY CHOKES THE NIGHT - 'LA VIE EN MIETTES' CDr $3(FRANCE)/$6(WORLD)
"Inspired by Zygmunt Bauman's Life In Fragments; a series of Slow dirges, somewhere between Arvo Pärt and Stars Of The Lid."

DRIVE WITH A DEAD GIRL - 'LIVE EP' CDr $2(FRANCE)/$5(WORLD)
"Three live tracks from this rock outfit. Reference points: Sonic Youth, older Blonde Redhead and the continuous hiss between your ears after the bomb drops."

TARDIGRADES - 'INFINITY DISINTEGRATING' CDr $3(FRANCE)/$6(WORLD)
"Tardigrades carries on the pursuit of the holy void with this third record. An oppressive, painful downer divided into two parts. Play this loud and die."

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The Julie Mittens - 'Albany, September 08 2008' CH044 CDr
"Oh fuck yeah. Stoked beyond belief to finally drop this. Last September The Julie Mittens dragged their suitcases filled with (un) Holy Fire across the Atlantic to play a couple of hard earned gigs. Their first time ever in the States and they sure realized they couldn't leave without leaving behind scorched earth. Cellars got torn down and basements wrecked, a band on fire from Syracuse to Virginia. This release is evidence that the tour was a massive success, recorded live in Albany NY, the Dutch trio unleash two face melting jams much in the vein of Fushitsusha but with the spirit of the most out there freejazz units (think late period Coltrane, Raphe Malik, Evan Parker et al) branded in their way of playing. So here's the deal; edition of 100 with 100 different covers of photo's taken on tour by the band. Carefully selected by the Mittens with the name of the band + name of the recording screenprinted on each one. There's not one double here. Also, this release has an important significant other, go check out Abandon Ship for a very, very different live recording and 100 different covers as well. Be sure to buy theirs too later this week because those people suffering from that damned economy need it!"

Uneven Universe - 'Wormhole' CH045 CDr
"It's still a damn shame Haunted Castle is no more but sometimes something great has to make way for something awesome. And at this point, the unbridled rawness of Uneven Universe is a fair match for the brooding beauty of Haunted Castle. Comfortable in the grimiest parts of Michigan's underground gutters, Dan (Haunted Castle, Cardboard Sax) and Holly (Cardboard Sax, with John Olson too) put a twisted dirge into the world of fucked up freejazz. Raw and uncompromised chunks of saxophone collide with a barrage of molten electronics. Often creating an Industrial vibe but transferred to the freejazz wastelands so many great bands of today roam in. Edition of 50 with art by Matthew Junkin."

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A return to humbler times and lesser formats, the ‘Pained Transformation’ CDr is the latest handful of occultish compound-named slowburners from duo Robedoor. With one new track pasted to four previously released tracks (from cassettes on Goaty and Caligulan), the boys waggle a jeweled finger from their newly made throne of thick vinyl on today’s best LP crapping mid-levels. Despite their undying adoration for the darker themes in the Tor catalog, the pair have taken the odd moment to make fun, most evidently in the tongue-in-cheek art of ‘Proceed The Weedian’, or today’s quizzical eye-chart graphics – a reflection of, if not of the pair, at least the earnest enthusiasm of Britt Brown’s Not Not Fun mini-empire and writings for Cassette Gods. Nevertheless, the sonic material will not, can not stray from the heady ritual of the Robedoor apparition, as Britt and partner Alex conjure churning, elemental drones from base materialism carbureting an undying, LoFi effluvia which apparently left nothing behind when it abandoned the cassette’s medium. All five tracks nestled in the sweet-spot of just over ten minutes, there is little transition within each piece – and, admittedly, little transition between the first four, vindicating the architecture of this rerelease. The sooty, sandy tremors of the earlier pair of tracks tunes a bit finer as the stomping arrhythmia and disjointed wailing of “Acid Collapse” reveal a starker instrumentation of synthesizers and floor drums, as well as a vivid pair of voices which reveal a face to this practice. The buzzing tenor of the previous track melts into the softer edge of its comrade “Revenge Vision”, showing the pair at their smoothest, meditative, most restorative; with the exception of their trademark tubular howl, the track could fly as a Tangerine Dream without too many split pants. The additional, unreleased track “Elemental Prison” furthers this coup, as Montgomeryish guitar shimmers leave trails across a unusually busy collection of discrete sounds – skronky electronics, multiple, pattered toms, metal shakers – and reverberating voices borrowed from sister-act Pocahaunted. The band which this becomes (Religious Knives) crescendos into an actual jam, with soaring riffage and grab-the-ring percussion in a heated climax; a most fantastic contribution (possibly the best on the disc), yet difficult to reconcile with the Robedoor of yore. Block printed CDr comes in thick paper half-sleeves with paste-on info and a button for your lapel. (House of Alchemy CDr, $9 HERE)

JOHN THILL - 'GOTH TALES' CDr $6(USA)/$8(WORLD)
"Many of you may already know Thill for his tendency to work with concepts for his releases, and this record lives up to that in full effect. This is a collection of eight songs about gothic/pagan culture. The songs are dark, distorted, and often disturbing. The pre-order comes with two additional mp3s, one, Dark Will is an outtake from the record, and the second, Sword of Fire is a new song written in the theme of the record. Both songs are exclusive to this pre-order." The album will come on tinted-red cd-r which is packaged in a large, black screened on black, fold-out, upside down cross.

STELLALUNA - 'MY HEART IS AN ANCHOR' CDr $6(USA)/$8(WORLD)
"This is the solo-project of Uggamugga member and Tiny Panda Records operator, Frances Lopez. After a limited, self-released EP, a handful of compilations, and a short tour up through the Pacific Northwest with Whitman, she has begun to get a lot of attention for her simple, but honest songs. This is a seven-song EP that is probably some of her darkest work; and is often both catchy and melancholy. The songs on this record are all tied to the ocean, bundled up in seaweed and lying in the sand, damp from the early morning mist. The pre-order comes with an additional song called For Hank, an outtake from the record that is just too good not to be released in some form." The record comes on stenciled cd-r in brown arigato pak with a two-color silkscreen of a starfish, drawn by Christopher Payne, who helped produce record.

BECAUSE IT'S THE GIVING SEASON, IF YOU ORDER EITHER OF THESE NEW RELEASES DURING THE MONTH OF DECEMBER, YOU WILL RECEIVE ADDITIONAL MP3'S OF EXCLUSIVE SONGS BY THE ARTIST'S FOR FREE. READ THE DESCRIPTIONS FOR MORE DETAILS.

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Bestia Ferida - 'Live Wounded' C45 $7
"3 piece from barcelona BÃstia Ferida (means "wounded beast" in catalan)....Arnau Sala of OZONOKIDS and Adrian De Alfonso with Marc Cunningham of MARS...playing something that simultaneously touches on past/current free mind melt and focused blistering stumble and then shreds all of that for crackling-pure sound...This release is a compilation of different live acts around Barcelona, all of them during year 2008 at places like la Pedrera, Centre d'Art Santa MÃnica, Convent de Sant Agustí, Sala Apolo or Sala Big Bang. **this is the AMERIKA USA FOREVER VERSION...OZONOKIDS has released a SPANISH VERSION that is available now direct from them."

Sublimitless Massage C20 $7
"New audio massage research (AMR) test copies from the Turks and Caicos Islands Audio Research Facility (TCIARF)."

Current Amnesia - 'Interstellar Fallout' C30 $7
"David Sutton of Leaf Leaf Records and Car Commercials solo ambient/creep jams... "muffled spirit muttering,distant fields of creaky lost place, decayed and gone" ....tapes come with one of two different covers, chosen at random."

Reverse Mouth - 'Rich Skim' C20 $7
"Reverse Mouth is pretty much the dirtiest skit Greece has ever puked to the Universe. Two people - a girl and a guy - half naked, half baked to the grill of the friendly fire, smoke and bones, dust and rotting insides. Black trance."

Original Tongues 2xCS $7
"I started playing a guitar that I got with some sex for paying my girlfriend's car payment. I got my money back, sex, and an old fender gemini. That's kinda how I ended up where I am now...." -Elisha Caudill / Original Tongues"

Dogbox C32 $7
"Your Dogs Temperament....Large or Small Dog.....Do You Have Time To Exercise Your Dog?.....Do You Have Children?.....Less or More Time Consuming.....Are You Allergic To Dander?.....Intelligent And Easy To Train....Protection."

Jungle Gym Vaginas - 'Doll Hair' C20 $7
"The gyms are back again with new hi-fi stereo murk rhythms and weird slobbering for your exclusive enjoyment..."

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[Apologies all around to those who've made submissions: the turntable is officially dead and awaiting replacement, and reviewership in general has been reduced (and non-existent of late).]

From Philadelphia, PA’s Malleable Records (a co-conspirator in the vicious Mincemeat or Tenspeed LP of recent) we receive a second toothy release, this time by C Section (Alex Nagle). A single canvas of modest stretch, the sounds here are made mostly of guitar sharpened to a trill flicker overlaying a drunken kilter of ascending/descending lines plumbed inharmoniously to a punchcard of piercing notes. This dynamic continues as the sound textures change, refusing to coordinate the deep, clumsy strums to the sharp precision of the busy tones, lightly warped in the same deliberate (maddening) subtly which subdivides the left channel from right and the top of the skull from the base of the neck, the poles crashing/re-fusing violently with a magnetic compulsion. Some true virtuosity-by-mistake appears vividly and aberrant in the last quadrant of the track, emphasizing in relief the happenstance of the rest of surrounding chaos which makes the “composition” and “revision” of the track seem rather disingenuous. The sootiest filter is returned in the last movement, as pianoed strings are hammered in a final unison with the bassier strokes beneath a fluorescent shower of electric heat. Many fantastic sounds produced here, wanting for only a little more direction (a fine candidate for remix). In paper gatefold, screened with red and silver inks. Edition of 200. (Malleable CDr, $7 HERE)

Masons/Molten Honey — 'In the Basement of the Temple/Molten Honey' split C30 (Stunned no. 15)
"During the winter of 2005, NY filmmaker Matthew Lessner (Darling Darling; By Modern Measure) and his then 14-year old sister Sophie fortuitously gained late-nite access to the basement of their hometown's Masonic Temple. Creeping under dark cloaks and employing the sense of sibling telepathy, the two managed to set up their gear and capture the session of what is now their delirious 2008 debut tape side In the Basement of the Temple. We've enjoyed playing this demo the last few years for any Stunned houseguest wanting the ultimate nutso explosion of graveyard confetti punk. We also can't think of a better bush-era sayonara statement, hence the three year wait on properly unleashing this fifteen-minute flash. Totally freaked out, all manner of esoteric energies pent up behind the boiler room doors of the lodge are channeled furiously thru the duo – Sophie's lacerating clarinet & feedback punctuations bleat in perfect pulse to Matthew's neon war cries and punished drum kit. One would think flipping this tape over might provide some relief from the A-side's secret society onslaught. But that's exactly where John Frank's Molten Honey awaits in a den of sound dementia, hammering his former psych'd folk styles into even more obtuse angles of guitar rattle, contact mic probe & synth key slap. This self titled B-side provides eight vastly different post-2012 snapshots that wiggle their mercurial imagery under our mesmerized gaze." Hand numbered edition of 100 pro dubbed c30 tapes in imprinted hot orange shells with fold-out color j-card.

Brave Priest — 'Precious Summers' C30 (Stunned no. 16)
"These Portland bud-n-beard powered bros absolutely shred their way through the most killer motor-psych sessions of the year! The night we first heard Brave Priest's "No Blood" single which kicks off this tape was admittedly some sort of epiphany, and got our total attention for sure. Dudes-in-mention Matt McDowell, Dan Barone, and Brain Thackeray (all formerly of the excellent Dark Yoga) perfectly nail us with serotonin rushed northwest grunge-fried vibes that remind everyone to just relax & ROCK. The troupe rips through a trio of gnarly jams on Side A, ranging from drowsy garage-prog slowburnin' to quaking metal spinouts. Side B is a single 12-minute epic that twists and arcs toward a pinnacle of hot psych purity. Hit play and pump yer fists to the dawn of a new day. Hand numbered edition of 100 pro dubbed c30 tapes in logo-imprinted yellow shells with 3rd eye cover art by Cameron Stallones."

Tricorn & Queue — 'Continual Passage' C40 (Stunned no. 17)
"Tricorn & Queue have captured the hearts & minds of many of us this year with their previous two ultra hypnotic tapes on Digitalis and Housecraft. Well, the headbands are wrapped, the hidden entrance has been found, and now Housecraft's own Jeff Astin steps again into the thick of cosmic ritual passage on his latest quest for the ultimate philosopher's tone. Launching out from the remnants of magnetic decay that closed the last release, here T&Q cast similar beautiful cycles of satellite purr and crackling naturescapes that unfold like nocturnal blooms. The humid loops gradually increase in secretive tensions that linger long after the final decibels fold back around to the first step of the journey. Stay on the good path with one of our favorite sound & craft outfits around." Hand numbered edition of 120 pro-dubbed c40 tapes in blue shells with gold ink imprinting and color j-card.

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DNT045 - Sasqrotch/Yuko Chino split cassette $6(US/Canada)/$11(International)
"After countless outings practicing unsafe hesh, the mighty Sqrotchers have finally been burned by the evil loins of love. They have been infected with cruel, punishing, unforgiving Genre-rhea... Performed in burkas, recorded live at the smell 8-5-08. Flipside is Yuko Chino. Bedroom black metal at it's met-lest! Current Sasqrotch bassist/guitar danny no/fi brings you Filosofem era Burzum meets Khanate & Burning Witch for a night out on the town with Shellac's drum kit sans corpse paint & cut off jean jacket. I wish I had one of those..." Art/design/layout & mastered by Danny No/Fi in an edition of 100 pro-dubbed cassettes.

DNT044 - Pipeline Alpha - 'Darking Lights of Mazil' cassette $6(US/Canada)/$11(International)
"Dark chills from Germany's Marcel Seeck aka Pipeline Alpha. Who has been under the radar for a few years now, with past releases on the Ruralfaune label and his own label Amid the Waves and here is his American debut. A forgotten dream of an archaic astral bardo. Boggy whisperings like an unfurled book of spells embeds you. Edition of 55 pro-dubbed cassettes with spraypainted/stenciled cases. 45 48 wave 616."

DNT043 - Uneven Universe - 'Nightcrawler Walls' cassette $6(US/Canada)/ $11(International)
"Dan (Haunted Castle/Body Morph) and Holly acquired saxes awhile back and things haven't been the same since. Dank basement sax murk collides with bleak tape howls." Hand-numbered edition of 100 pro-dubbed ivory cassettes with skeleton imprinting. Cover artwork by Macklin Vietor.

DNT016 - Deaf/Deaf cassette $5(US/Canada)/$10(International)
"Originally intended for a Deaf Deaf/Silver Daggers split 10", but then SD broke up and the unused Deaf Deaf songs just sat there. So now they finally see the light of day, on this cassette, plus some bonus live tracks to round it out. Deaf Deaf are from Australia and play an interpretation of no wave/goth." Micro-edition blue C10 with cut up xerox art/insert.

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Heatsick - 'Dubbed Sunshine' sea017 C32 €5.5
Pro Tape in hand sprayed case - limited edition of 100 copies. "2008's most beautiful egotriptic colorful dervish from Steven Warwick (from Birds of Delay). All-pro recorded and printed chrome tape with beautiful art and insert by Steven." HERE

DBA091 BLACK PUS/FOOT VILLAGE split 12"
"East coast and west drum noise wizards meet up on this limited slab to be over the top and as epic as possible. Members of Gang Wizard, Friends Forever, and Lightning Bolt represented." HERE

DBA094 FROZEN BODY - 'cold sheen' C15
"Portland via LA via Denver noise artist that has the goal of never breaking a sweat delivers the sound of a factory committing suicide... sharp slices cut through rusty distortions and deep rumblings with a masterful hand." HERE

RAVE002 HEALTH/FOOT VILLAGE/CAPTAIN AHAB/JASON FORREST remix 12"
"Destined to get any dance party ramped up to its sexual peak. So have fun with this mysterious combination of HEALTH, Foot Village, Captain Ahab, and Jason Forrest. All parties bringing their best to become a strange entity indeed." HERE

RAVE004 CAPTAIN AHAB/COPY split 12"
"Straight up dance club jams. You'll probably recognize some of these vocals hooks from your days sitting in traffic listening to The Beat, but you've never heard them with banging beats like this." HERE

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ONEOHTRIX POINT NEVER - 'A PACT BETWEEN STRANGERS' CDr (Gneiss Things) $9(US)/$11(Worldwide)
"Newest release from OPN aka Daniel Lopatin, certified 'King of the Arpeggiator.' Sounds like it could have been recorded ankle in a puddle deep in Amplified Galapagos. Though Dan has already carved out his own sound-niche I must again stress that this is one of his finest, most focused works to date. First track 'The pretender' has a kind of Anthony Phillips circa '87 vibe, ie. frito layers of sawtooth dentistry while the second track recalls mid/late-period Eno along the lines of 'Nile: An Ancient Egyptian Quest.' Since I as of yet have not mused to the public on the ridiculous, current proscription of the term 'new age' I am forced to explore new ways of expression. There is an incorrect stigma attached to the term at present because in 2008 people still associate it with the survivors of the downfall, propagators of cheesy presets and Yanni qualities INSTEAD of actual COOL shit that Sounds Good. Basically, listen to a Suzanne Doucet tape on Isis from '84 which sounds good and like this CD and not regurgitative Windham Hill releases and media perception of the term. But I digress..John says Dan has a knack for snax, starburry chola yummys. Last track is totally Prisms-era Michael Garrison possibly in the style of Jarre, finger calisthenics. Handpainted CDRs with this strange interference paint which actually allows you to see into other dimensions when you look at it. Every CD has a unique design unto itself. Interference paint is a polymer emulsion (paint) containing titanium-coated mica flakes. Painted over a dark color you see the labeled interference color. Painted over a light color you see the complimentary color. The color changes depending upon the angle you're viewing the paint at. It's impossible to represent the effect in a picture as it is a phenomenon which exists through motion, movement.. I find the tracks on this release are successful in that they too operate on a similar level. Have you ever read Binkley's 'Piece: Contra Aesthetics?' Now that our nation can collectively take a deep breath for the next four years, it is time to straight chill and listen to the music at hand!! -Steve Hauschildt, Gneiss Things"

BEE MASK/ASTRONAUT SPLIT C30 (Deception Island) $7(US)/$9(Worldwide)
"The World is Transformed and all the Heavens Sing for Joy!/Will they Remember F-Zero?" A fat streak of grease on the wall while the room turns itself inside out. Post-kundalini awakening pissing words in the proverbial horse ear. Fucked Lee Perry-style deep tape scum/shimmer-oriented reworking of live sessions from WCSB. On the reverse, the late Massachusetts synth trio Astronaut, featuring Daniel "Oneohtrix Point Never" Lopatin, reach dizzying extremes of paranoia and lfo-heavy entheogenic ritual dread/churn in shadowy "final" sessions, coming on in a more blown out and breathless fashion than on any side to date. Full black light trails/campfire mode, complete with appropriately face-melting peaks. All BASF chrome tapes in polyboxes, featuring cardstock inserts and full-color labels. Every tape in these editions is a first-generation dub. No high-speed duplication, no spray paint.
-Bee Mask"

WEBSITE Titles can be ordered directly through Point Never via Paypal. ALL ORDERS Please include 2 dollars for shipping. Email pointnever@gmail.com with any order inquiries. Being that Point Never is a cybernetic cottage industry, please expect your item to be shipped roughly within 7-14 days of placing your order.

Astral Social Club - 'Sieben Stax' CD
"Welcome to Astral Social Club: your MC is British avant-garde guru Neil Campbell. Put on your dancing shoes, because this is hallucinating, intergalactic trance music of the highest order and it¹s about to take off. The up-beat, cosmic vibes of Campbell¹s first terrestrial voyages aboard the drone/krautrock ship were already very impressive, but with Astral Social Club he sets sail for the stars. Campbell manages to create something entirely unprecedented on this album: trance music as played in the clubs at the other side of the solar system. Or perhaps we¹re listening to the intoxicating smoke signals from extra-terrestrial pirate stations? While listeners may recognise the earthy kraut rock rhythms, the compelling, minimalist drones and a few catchy pop melodies, Astral Social Music is entirely of itself. The moment at which you¹ve become completely immersed in a hypnotic groove is the moment the Club decides to let loose one of the awkward beats or melodies it has in its arsenal. This soundtrack for the ultimate trip surges, pounds, vibrates, swings, pulsates and sucks on your subconscious; its organic music breathes in and out like a shrinking and expanding universe. Leave all nocturnal troubles of the moonlit world behind you and turn your gaze to the sunrays emanating from the Astral Social Club. Reverberating voices and melodies from outer space and rhythmic pulsar fly past at rapid speed only to be swallowed up in a black hole on their way to another dimension. You Einsteins and Hawkings of this world, hold on to one another for the Big Bang Dance festival of your dreams." HERE

RACCOO-OO-OON (RTB#43)
"Everything's coming to a end with the swansong from Iowa City's Raccoo-oo-oon. Following up last years critically acclaimed Behold Secret Kingdom (RTB/Not Not Fun), the final album takes everything up a notch and shows a band taking their last breath and laying down the last bricks in their fairly short history. The album blends together all different parts of Raccoo-oo-oons discography, taking cues from the utter freeform punk madness of The Cave Of Spirits Forever (Time Lag), building something completely new of the era that was Behold Secret Kingdom and yet delivering echoes of the eclectic Mythos Folkways recordings. The album reeks of desperation and a feeling of going down with nothing to loose at all. A fucked up future-prog mayhem that is all over the place and at no known place at all at the same time. Genuinely uncomfortable, desperate and just beautiful, this album will surely be remembered as the most important recording that Racco-oo-oon ever put to tape. Minds are melting, new grounds are covered and things will never be the same. A playtime of close to 75 minutes over 7 tracks. Mastered by Pete Swanson."
Mini gatefoldsleeve with black felt. 2xLP version on Not Not Fun. The band members are now playing in acts such as Wet Hair, Trash Dog and Pukers. 1000 copies made.

DEAD LETTERS SPELL OUT DEAD WORDS - 'LOST IN REFLECTIONS' LP + 7" (RTB#42)
"As Dead Letters Spell Out Dead Words, Gothenburg based composer and sound artist Thomas Ekelund has delved into a time-consuming investigation of the complex, multi-faceted world of solitude and introspective darkness. His pallet is strictly greyscale, but the tones he uses are deeper, more honest and more heartfelt than anything else out there. »Lost in Reflections« is Dead Letters Spell Out Dead Words’ fourth main album and his definite masterpiece so far. Here, hurt is transformed into absolute beauty. And here, dampened drones make pop art. This, in the words of Thomas Ekelund himself, is how the album came about: "Eighteen months ago I was diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder, a both vile and many-faced disease that inevitably drapes every aspect of life in shadows that range from shades of grey to coal black. It causes a polarity of mind, everything is either or, never in between. It makes you feel isolated and alone even in the most crowded rooms. Slowly this imagined isolation becomes a real isolation. You do not allow anyone inside the carefully constructed walls, built stone by stone by a mind so completely preoccupied with guilt and shame that you in fact become unhuman (sic). An empty shell containing oozing, black bile and nothing else. You become the disease. I never look into mirrors unless it's absolutely necessary. Because I don't see the reflection of man, I see a specter, a phantasm, a distorted human-like figure to which I can't relate. I never look into the eyes of anyone I talk to because I am terrified that they will see the same apparition. I try to achieve invisibility, but in lack of that I hide my true appearance behind meticulously molded masks. Eighteen months ago, »Lost in Reflections« was already half a year old. Still it deals with the above mentioned disease and some of the aspects of it. Its strange how the mind can be so aware and unaware at the same time. Now it's two years later. And though I in some ways have a better grasp of my ailment I am nowhere near being rid of it. Most of the time I feel suspended, as if I was waiting for some great revelation of thruth, a stroke of magic that will transform me into someone like you. The person you see in the mirror. A human. It has taken me two years to come to terms with this album. It's in many ways my most accessible work to date, but in other ways my most difficult and demanding. I can't listen to it objectively. In fact I have a hard time listening to it at all." Split release with iDEAL, When Skies Are Grey and Fang Bomb. 500 copies made.

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YOUNG # TEN: NONHORSE - 'SLOW CHILD' 7" $6
"A CONFIRMED TAPE BLISS; ANCIENT CIVILIZATIONS ON THE MOON. -G. LUCAS CRANE-"

YOUNG # ELEVEN: BRETT FAVRE - 'THE UNDERLYING FOCUS UPON SINGLE NEGATIVE ENTITIES IN LIFE IS TESTAMENT TO THE POSITIVITY OF LIFE, LIBERTY, AND THE PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS' C20 +12p MAGAZINE $10
"THE FINAL EXPLORATION; ZERO POINTS. -PETER FRIEL-"

YOUNG # TWELVE: MOSSY THROATS - 'LEAVES OF THE MIND' C41 $6
"INTANGIBLE GROWTH, RELAX WEIRD; NEW YOUNG ZONES FLOW IN WITH TOTAL FLUIDITY. -DAN DLUGOSIELSKI-"

YOUNG # THIRTEEN: ONEOHTRIX POINT NEVER - 'RUINED LIVES' C20 $6
"SYNTHESIZED BEAUTY IN ITS ENTIRETY, INSPECTION OF THE GALAXIES WITHIN US ALL. -DANIEL LOPATIN-"

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Diaphragm - 'Sublimation' CD $10(US)/$15(WORLD)
"The debut CD from Diaphragm is an amalgamation of dark droning machinery, choppy shuddering, and static-laden buzz and whir augmented by a rusted mountain of ancient oscillators. These are exacting compositions inspired by the greyed-out hulks of broken concrete and broken razorwire that litter the landscape of the artist's surroundings. The sounds on Sublimation may appeal to listeners of Speculum Fight, Iovae, Tom Grimley... Diaphragm is the project of New York native Nicholas Pace. He is part of a core group of diverse young artists that include Halflings, Cathode Terror Secretion, Ahlzagailzehguh, Pharmakon, and others, that are providing for some serious and difficult listening in early 21st century NYC." HERE

905.28: EXERCISE S/T C30 $6
"this tape is an oh so killer follow up to exercise's catholic tape jam, which was given to me this summer in a field in west virginia. i got home, listened to it. listened to it again. and again. never looked back. exercise is slow burning, silicone drones hashed out by the duo of mike pollard (arbor records, treetops) and brett naucke (catholic tapes, druids of huge). keyboards and electronics producing the sounds of eating the wrong fruit off of the right tree, purple worm and all. an out-of-body, phantasmagoric, acid trip flashback through sonic space. patterns shift and blend with pure hypnotic logic." HERE

HR50 Greening Wave 4CS+CDr $23/$25/$31
"A milestone for Gainesville-based Housecrafters. Included are four split c20 cassettes bearing medicinal fruits from Xiphiidae, Arbol Transmissions, Hairmaiden of the Totem Robe, Royallen, Do Tell, Tricorn & Queue, 1994, and Hundreds. As a bonus is the "Public Settings" CD-r, with live sets or excerpts from Royallen, Hundreds, Xiphiidae, Cyquoia, and Hairmaiden of the Totem Robe." edition of 50.

HR63 Herons - 'Walk Upright' C40 $5/$6/$7
"Atonal drifts converge like opaque clouds, cracked with piercing light. Warm strings both meanderingly plucked and stroked, distant organ, tapes, effects, feedback, and high ceilings comprise/compromise a subtle, but not bashful, transporting, slow moving passage over frozen terrain." edition of 52.

HR64 Wavering - 'Soaking Systems Vol. 2' 2xC20 $8/$9/$10
"Long at work mail collaboration between Blake Westerby and Jeffry Astin. It's a Soaking Systems so the tapes can be played together, but in this case it's just as effective played one side at a time. Slow-swirling sandwiched field recordings, crackling mantras, distant vocal nebulas, and fleeting icy drones fill every corner of an other-worldy stereo spectrum. Get lost in whatever quadraphonic combination you please." edition of 75.

HR65 Corsican Paintbrush - 'Fascinators' C38 $5/$6/$7
"Eva and Brad Rose here working synth, voice, and various unknown acoustic sources into a throbbing, sliding mesh. Three tracks covering something like a perilous desert exodus to crystal cave sleep and eventually into a self-dissolving ecstatic encounter with Other where delayed bowed strings merge with concentric chants." edition of 72.

HR66 Pan To Scratch - 'What is Kept and What is Thrown Away' C32 $5/$6/$7
"This just plopped in my mailbox one day--mysterious, addictive tape from Tony/Endless of Drunjus quilting endlessly taped found sound and vacant drones. LP due out soon on Earjerk." edition of 48.

HR53 "V" - 'We Are Crossing Fences Through Rocky Fields' CDr $6/$7/$8
"Formerly released as a c47. High altitude glass ceiling echoes over low canopy woodland daze via wind, string, and buried vox. Perfect for misty morning tent warp and disappearing acts. And there's a bonus track this time around." reissued edition of 30.

All six for $48/$56/$64

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ORR-015 Stone Baby - 'die Eule' 3"CDr $6(US)/$9(World)
"Stone Baby is an incredibly accurate name. Cory Card and his rotating cast of who-know's-who creep out dark but gentle drones. Newborn chunks of marble rolling down mountains of prison garden gravel. Air full of unsettled dust and droning tones." Ghost whispers in ink smeared sewn brown paper sleeves with an insert. Edition of 50.

ORR-018 Gorman/Martini Dreamer split C10 $6(US)/$9(World)
"A prequel to the long in the works Gorman/Vesuvan split c40 on Slime City, Gorman bursts short blasts of rough sound in the shortest and loudest peice from the project. J. Burke takes a short drug fueled romp through dark woods at night. Bad trip." Eerie vibes in blood-red painted cardstock sleeves and blood-red painted labels. Edition of 25.

ORR-019 Ben Nash - 'Minions by Foot' 3"CDr $6(US)/$9(World)
"Over the past few years Ben Nash has had a steady flow of beautiful droning folky psychedelia rolling out on labels like Blackest Rainbow and his own Recollections of Knulp. Here it captures a brief 3 piece movement of percussion, and vocals, guitars and bells. Intertwining and twisting into a foggy yet sparse web of sounds. End of autumn sounds in wallpaper pockets with an insert." Edition of 50.

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digiv001: the north sea - 'crusades' LP $15/$18/$26
"digitalis goes hollywood with our first (of many) endeavor into the dark side. this lp is a straight-up (sort of) reissue of ltd#12, which sold-out in about a day. both tracks have been completely remastered and overhauled and sound about a million times better than before. that being the said, the original write-up still makes sense: the north sea is well into phase two as of spring autumn 2008, and "crusades" is an attempt to spread the word at the end of butcher knife. religious iconography aside, these two decaying piles of analog wretch are the product of midnight feasts and early morning witchhunts. black as the days of summer are long, these two tracks battle the subconscious melodies that constantly try and creep their way up through the river of burning molasses. "crusades" is another step forward. it's another entry that sets the past aflame, looking forward to the day that everything we've built comes crumbling down to a mountain of dust. strictly limited to 100 copies. fold-out, silkscreened poster-style covers that will make you love jesus, oh my." LOOK

ltd#25: andrew coltrane - 'synth tapes vol. 5' C60 $7(US)/$9(world)
"i wish i could remember the first stack of bones from michigan superscuz andrew coltrane, but in the past year or so i've been buried under such an epic pile of a.c. fuzz that it'd be near-impossible to figure out where it all began. point is, he is a machine who never sleeps, never eats, i dunno... he just keeps going like his life depends on it. from junkyard electronics to heaps of rotten metal and there and back again, coltrane's always got new tricks up his sleeve. "synth tapes vol. 5" is exactly what it says it is - the fifth volume in an ongoing exploration of analog sound constructed with only, you guessed it: synths and tapes. the sounds on here are looped and stretched and dragged into pits of black mud. underneath the drowning, though, lives the vaguest and most unexpected hints of melodies and hooks, just enough to fool you and suck you in. next thing you know, you're tarred and feathered and dreaming of your next root canal. fucken genius." limited to 91 copies, cassette inspired art by stone baby's cory card. HERE

ltd#45: soundpressings s/t C40 $7(US)/$9(world)
"oklahoma turned out to be crimson red this year, but for those of us living here, we know that this place is a fucking hole of an enigma. case-in-point: soundpressings. this newly unearthed oklahoman gem came out of nowhere to blow our brains into piles of swiss cheese. the inimitable danny mitchell comes to us from out west in norman (via nathan young's stomping grounds in tahlequah). soundpressings, though, is all over the map. hearing soundpressings is like wandering into a mountain of lost & found tapes from a million different sources, all playing at once. mitchell crafts these collages together in an original and addictive way, finding sweet, ghosted-out drones in the midst of a sheet of noise or a plodding, electronic rhythm. once you enter his domain, you never know where exactly you'll end up. oklahoma's not dead yet." limited to 80 copies. HERE

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BRETHREN OF THE FREE SPIRIT - 'The Wolf Shall Also Dwell With The Lamb' $12
"James Blackshaw and Jozef Van Wissem created a powerful duo. Two of the most unique instrumentalists operating today combine their sounds to become one."

ACID MOTHERS TEMPLE & THE MELTING PARAISO UFO - 'Glorify Astrological Martyrdom' CD $12
"Not vinyl planned yet for this stunningly record riff fest. Check out the 2nd MP3 to hear AMT like never before. Riff-o-rama. A new Seldon Hunt designed tee shirt is availble for this release."

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ATOMIZADOR - 'CÍRCULOS' 1€
"Cuatro temas (media hora larga) construidos exclusivamente con loop-cassettes preparados y pasados por la caja de pandora. Noise vidrioso alucinado, hiperdelia y frecuencias ululantes para la cinta más extrasensorial de todo el catálogo de afeite al perro." Portada a color en cartulina, insert en papel marfil albaricoque y cassette tóxico. 58 copias.///"Four tracks (more than half an hour) made exclusively with prepared loop-cassettes through pandora's box. Hallucinated glassy noise, hyperdelia and ululating frequencies for the most extrasensorial tape of all afeite al perro's catalog." Full color cardboard cover, ivory apricot paper insert and toxic cassette. 58 copies. HERE