11/29/09: SIX PACK = OUTSTANDING REVIEW = NEW PRINGLES FOR BREAKY

JASON ZEH "A Man in the Quiet of the Night..." CD CIP / Horrible PARANORMAL ACTIVITY TAPE WORK (P>A>T>W) versus Digital Format in a budweiser soaked fight mat in Bowling Green Ohio? What? Zeh wins, if you can imagine a a 80 pound (wet with shadow lifting weights) J. Z getting in a skrap with ANYTHING. This CD is a T>T>W>R (total tape weirdo rager). SUPER WEIRD, never seen my man bust a weak set or heard a weak jamm. A MILLION thrift store portable tape recorders ARMY OF THE DEAD lurching forward in slo mo, armed with hiss and BOWLING GREEN RUBBISH (B>G>R) on a horrible creature street crawl/rampage. Digital tomfoolery I detect kreepin on this, no track one? Which is the source? huh? Amazing xerxor-streaker hell art (much like the awes cvr the WJU/C Sax lp hahah), makes a player front seat on the ZEH FAN KLUB (Z>F>K). Didn't he grip his PHD in a marathon weekend writing frenzy too? On how to put human experiences and brain memory on magnetic tape to store for future races....only to halfway to erase them?? GENIUS!. ps= Collab tape on Gods of Tundra with "File Under Trad. Irish" Connelly rules too, hard.

PLASTIC FORMATIONS "Arriving At The End To Find Another Beginning" Community College 24 Cass. / Don't know Beginning/ End im @ but I def. gripped this killer strange tape! Someone once wrote in a review of the mind-blowing NEW DAWN lp that "if a rec starts with the sound of nature, its usually a good sign" - to that statement i'll replace NATURE with UNGODLY TENSE HISS and use that for the PF review. I luv me some strange sounds trying to breathe/ release into a world of HISS to reveal they ugly mugs, and this tape nails it. Couldn't tell you word one about the devices to put into this tape, but whatever they used; RULES. Edition of 30, ALL WEIRD. Kool cover showing a parallel universe landscape that looks nice enuff to post up with a kooler for a nice afternoon. & = Fave new label name. aka THE WORKS.

JOHN WESLEY POWELL Untitled CD./ Man, total creeper here. Super nice packaging, hand water color axtion on the kind of paper i wish i had a spare room filled with instead of the blank backs of Macintosh, Honda Dealership, & NEC Local Code Exemptions papers that are used in hut.... Anyhow, here was have two killer home-jammers inside, one long solo guitar workout that keeps itself firmly OUTTA the "older underground dude that wants to show his crew he actually PLAY" camp and has a killer lost/drifting vibe that sits real nice on a grey day zootin around town in the BLUES HAWK. Second track is some uber weirdo synth / electronic jam piece thats really sweet. Like an outtake outta LAZADO ANDERS "Sky" lp. Stoked on this, good pairing. Cant tell you how I gripped it or what the dude is, but what-eves, = SOFT RAGER. Edition of 12? YES!

SIX IDEALISTS FOR IDEAL TEN Comp tape Ideal 64./ Nice "crew only" comp tape celebrating Ten Years of Swedens/Joachims Ideal Label. Nice pro-printed tape, with killer high class strange homemade euro sounds = Henrik Rylander, Andreas Tilliander, CEO Joachim, others. Has some stuffy abstract electronics, some abstract beat action, others. Considering how 90 % of the tape output from the new crew around the HUT sounds like cans, plastic, and burger king cups being run over and dragged across the rainy HOWARD street in the front yard, and HELL YEAH THAT RULES/RAGES/ its a surprise creeper to hear a tape with high end jamm attack..... the DEAD LETTERS SPELL OUT DEAD WORDS track is ripper, the whole tape sounds like a good soundtrack for the next marathon Conn-Zone chess tournament. Good stuff, edition of a hundred. NICE. BTW: This tape sounds best under a shower of post-dated Hen Hog NUTMEG Egg Nog. All over.

REGRESSION "Worm Shit" AA Records Cass./ Had a weirdo experience with this one. Was bumpin this bad boy stuck in traffic along 75 Southbound. In the afternoon, sunny, and it just CREEPED ME OUT. .. middle of the day style...on 75 Southbound, like around the 94 ramps, there, always clogged up. Super eerie skin crawling thing. Downer klang, abstract lyrics, moaning, harmonica, = all under my skin. AMAZING. Moaning caged and coiled- comparison to SNAKEGUN's "..it was a long conversion and at the end we didn't shake hands" - weird tape they did in 84 notwithstanding. If this was a raw homemade synth tape from the UK,..... I would turn it off and put this bad boy in the deck instead. Nothing like rollin to practice, creeped out, to work on some creep jams, creeping low in the basement of the SECOND BASE on a sunny day with a crew of CREEPS who are CREEPIN, TUFF. Amazing lurking tape from my man, modern blues style, abstract with low-tech weapons of slow collapsing destruction. Eerie cover to match= Litho looking, noose hair fem thing= RADIKAL LOOMER HOMEMADE FERTILIZER SOUND DELUXXE. Post PROGRESSION last-mug-in the world-sound land to get lost in......

HUM OF THE DRUID untitled Abisko cass/. Another tight high class design job Swedish style from my main man Tommy C's Abisko output. Thought HT>D lp on uh, Pat Yankee's label was super raw noise supreme. The drawings totally help paint just a nasty pic in the nugget of a creature lost in the rainy northwest woods or f'in MARS for that matter, living on trash, neon waste, and rodents dipped in rotten moldy stale water. Kinda takes me to a killer DARK FANTASY evil world like a soundtrack to NOT ONE OF US or AFTER-HOURS killer homemade evil fiction zines of the past. Side two has what i think are VOCALS, who knows, hidden underneath the tidal wave of murk and disgust-tones/texture. Killer tape, nicely delivered floating downstream on a rank river of unknown filth.....ugghhhghghgh........

FUCKING AMATEURS "50" 6 cd omega comp./ Furkken hell! Mega!! Classic UK underground sound world complete supreme! Just when you thought Very Good Records/ "These are the Sounds You Hear in Your Head" was the end all of strangeness from the dank island, think again. When I first busted this, i got thru like three cds and thought it was a bunch of tracks from one weirdo UK troupe from the past, - which ruled cause the first thing i busted was the live dictaphone madness loop material, and then the RAP CONTEST tracks, and i was in drooling heaven. Only until some free rock stuff I looked at the rad booklet and found out it was a comp, but in me idea pot i still think it one large bllaaggggrrhhhhhh from a goof troupe that since retired into a moldy pub and put down the toys of the trade. Regardless, this RULES. Tons of units, great goof vibe, killer graphics, the works. Succeeds amazing, just like the Face Like A Smarked Arse days. Whose on it? EVERYONE, and hopefully half of em are FAKE. From homemade electronics to live mayhem= all amazing. My came with a button (er...badge) that has already been through four left-on-flannel wash-throughs....A MAJOR RAGER!! -ps= no relation to Toni Olson fan-club. Some bloke should this whole beast on a wax boxset! "CHANGE YR UNDERPANTS- NOT THE WORLD"

HIVE MIND "Cities in Bronze" Double Cass Chronditic Sound / Hell yeah, good one here. Could be titled "Sounds for Raging Washing Machines in Rust Prom on Halloween"- first tape side one, super eerie FOG keys action with nasty metal klatter in the black-ground, really strong and effective, the knuckle full of notes used are right on and very soundtrack-y to a terrible horrible depressing bleak flesh creaking glue table flick. Other sides are live? Besides a couple of obligatory "woos" and yelps, the party ends there. Side two just goes from non-activity to even more non activity or activi....to....act...ac.....truly evolves into nothing but...eh....greh..... Sounds like a lathe cut verison of DD Disdain's "CAGE OF WATER" mind-blowing electronic lp from Idaho circa 74......Double tapes just plain rule and stack this mug in the pantheon. Things I have called this slow ripper:
"CITIES OF GOLD"
"....dunno man....that gold box thing..."
"ARRIVED IN GOLD"
"GREY/GOLD"
"COLD CITIES"
"BLANK TOWNSHIP"
....countless others....BRONZE you wont find anywheres in there. But now its infront of me grill....BRONZE. Sharp graphics and heavy paper choice, killer printing,,,,...nice, - housed in them classic boxes you just cant get enuff of. If this sound world is a city, better find the nearest party store cause SHIT IS GOING DOWN, like four frozen sound seconds of that 2012 blockbuster. Crashing, static, terror, confusion = get to that party store, fast. Gets shrieking loud, rules, = was prob at one of these captured jammers herein= but prob trapped outside clapping with Mike Clark about the diff. pressing for "Hardcore Ljubljana" comp lp, not even mention the insert differences...... But worry not, this set is firmly set, like hydrated concrete in the annals of TAPE RULERDOM. !!!!!

CREW REVIEWS 10/31/09 / CREW REPORT

Wyatt Howland & Andrew Kirschner "Untitled" cass No Label / These two maniacs? Take a guess: Nutzo killer trash noise done up in psychopath style, great razor-horror-drunk-inzane sound crushing. I vaguely remember when fruit loop Andrew handed me this he said "Dude, the cover is a copy of the release form from the emergency unit after this gig....." And then he proceeded to axe me if I "fancied a pounder?" in an accent like someone from BBC or some shit, and told how he got kicked outta a gourmet hot dog/sub joint in Mexico City for eating a beer can in-between two buns on a loco dare from a young group of giggling Latvians. Crazy dudes, crazy rad tape. Cover has photo of the weirdo kid that was inside operating E.T. for the movie, circa 1981. Must've been a weird google search at the A.K home to come up with that one.

Early Tunnels "Aerial Caves" cass. Digital Industries/Eerie creeper here. Specially eerie for this player cause i busted it whilst studying a 28 page blueprint to Wendy's restaurants. No shit. 28 pages. Good thing this creeper tape is long, cause man, every footing, 5# Rebar, lighting fixtures, wood paneling, door schedules, soffits, brick veneer with gypsum flexible ZSR style insulation, everything: Lots of details. Early Tunnels though: blurry details: Live in a empty concrete room with brick common -style masonry. Was this busted at a void and cold BUNKER? Natti slo mo noize from the lagoons of your mind, let a monster sail away. Good looking cvr with blots of what looks like ....blood? kreepy. Reeds, electronics, mersh-mush delay sound. Seen em live: ruled. All broken systems go. Rad. Never gonna step into a Wendy's again, even when the concrete footing is sloped at a 2 degree angle from the corner edge of right footing of the angled pro-mesh asphalt.

Rahdunes "Expo '70" lp Kill Shaman / Man, class affair here. Nice silver/black cover, sharp otherworldly sounds. I missed the gig in Ypsi at the Cock Pit that the street said RULED, and missed that reggae-colored homemade raw first lp. Reports from the gig is they played forever with elaborate homemade electronics and killer flow. Was there another lp called "Expo 70"? Or am i mixed up with the conference in Texas where my parents met/ hooked up drunken style? Regardless, amazing zone loner outerspace electronic journey par excellence'. S.H.A.R.P = Sound Heads Always Regressive Progress-es / If this was a shop it'd be GOOD STYLE. Intense non-world universal non-focus from the a#1 CHIEFTAINS x 2 slo 45 DJ. The only lp in the Frying Pan that has M.A.G.I.C.K spelled out since I sold my Crowley Tarot Cards and PTV techno lps to Dour. Great long player, like a weather report from the cosmos, storms brewin SOMEWHERE, SECRETLY. If jammed with double vision on a stormy emotionally heavy night, kinda sounds like Earl Peatree's "Here I Am, This Me" lp synth private from Mich. ages ago. SOLD.

Acre "Bleeding" cass I Just Live Here/Hell yeah you just live here. X + (Y + Acre) = Acre x 2 raddness. Like Fragments, one of me fav new underground move-making units. Stoked on the style, huge trimmed tones contained in a heavy roto-pitch robo world. In-tune jams for the OUTTA TUNE. Nothing better than sitting in traffic and having some ACRE all inside the BLUESHAWK whip going frozen nutzo all over the place, its like your in your own soundtrick to a 2-D inzane world. Its big and monolith but it aint off putting or muscle-gnarl bonehead. A virtual bounty of tiny tone worlds to get lost in, like a huge whale creature with small sea-beings freaking out in unison while the host jumps in and out of the ocean in glee. OR its like VOTE ROBOT with TEST ANXIETY. The Acre 7" RIPS. The Acre Arbor lp RULES. Forgot what this author looks like? Imma the dude with the grill with the homemade ACRE shirt playing pool with dude from REGRESSION at a shitty bar in Lawrence, KY, (Mr. MUGGLES to be exact or the BACKROOM in Louisville). AT NOON.

The Solar Furnace "Imaginary World" cass Gods of Tundra / String home claustrophobia supreme. Hidden cove project makes hidden imaginary world- world class tape. Lots of short songs keep it moving along and not stuck in a long jam wander format. Amplified/ acoustic strangeness all coated in a film of strangeness, and it rules. Imagine plugging a 86 string guitar w/ distortion into Steve Perrys right ear and jammin' strong while playing a game GO FISH with rotten chicken parts, and a closed closet door is your game partner.... Connelly told me this was a new project thats only device is chugging room temperature coffee brewed with graphic novels as filters and hitting record blindfolded. He also told me every new apartment lease at Schooner Cove you get a free SOLAR FURNACE tape, every person, every member of every new household: First thing they hear. Greh and Miles were stoked. Seriously UNCOMPLEX. Rager.

Body Morph "Travel Keys" cass Digil Ltd/ Uneven Universe "Solar Grapes" cass 905 tapes/ If D-town Dan D (or Haunted Dan as he's saved in my phone) or Double D or "that dude who owes me $12.16" if you axe Khrust =was my landlord, well:
A: Shit wouldn't happen
B: Wouldn't pay
C: Tell him shits broken in the crib all the time to bust his nutz
D: When the first of the month came around would send him a note that says "Sorry drunk offa SOLAR GRAPES - cant bust this month"
Would rule...cause its KINDA true. These two tapes: straigth drunk offa. Much liver -wrecker home wicked sound supreme up in these. The "Keys" tape is perf, really. One take late night by yourself plug & jam (or "stick n move" as pool wizard Strickland would say) thats just RIGHT ON. If that Very Good label Coits lp you are dying to grip aint in your crib yet, bust this: Same thing. My man has a killer connection/off the cuff vibe with his cheap EQ that makes this tape akin to ice skating with a penguin on a pool of frozen oil: All downhill. Amazing. And........ "Solar"? Man, might as well be a Folkways recording of Whale Gang Violence. Slow, low and hella reed blow. Sharp electronics in the blackground keep it firm in place and safe from drifting off into mush mode. Perfectly played. The only his & her group that can share reeds w/o drama, since i dunno ...The Levitts? Holly told me they recorded this under a new technique of tarot readings where you use CHUCKY CHEESE standard vegas-style cards instead of Ace of Cups and the lot.....and thats pretty weird....... need more proof? See UU playing a instore at the re-re opening of the Steve & Berry's in downtown Sterling HTS this weekend at 2:30 pm. FREE.

Bee Mask "Hyperborean Trenchtown" lp Weird Forest / Strange dude- plays rusty cans of amplified bee honey triggered by pulse width modulation in a nasty basement infront of a nasty crew but ends up sounding like a Hawaiian Slack Key Synth jammer from the Golden Gate Pathways to Tomorrow Feel Good branch office. Makes no sense. Raw EQ = Smooth Clean Sounds. Killer style. Tapes from this OH - Philly transplant ruled but this debut long jammer is wicked kool. Side one sounds like the P2 "Blunt" lp armwrestling with Tapeworm Miles' "Growing Isolation" lp / but ends with both units sharing a strawberry frosted from the corner Dunkin Doughnuts. Side two: Has all sorts of strange moods, non-raw and ends with a tropical breezer warm wind blowing around just fine. I heard the loon from Jolly Rancher who came up with the flavor popcorn-watermelon engineered this lp for extra strangeness, might be wrong. Add a little confusion and west coast rain-soak and you got a perfect Palace of Lights record. Kept mine snug in the shrink to keep the totally ace screen job intact. Is the back a pick of the B'OAR?

Fragments ANY. Man, my fav unit for the 09. Everytime I get loaded and one of these blokes are around, i axe em how many of the lps were hand colored (text only where hand colored- mainly in blue crayon stolen from the kids corner at the pizza joint were they and Big John Jr. work), which is totally a wicked dork- move but fuck, i wanna know. That lp? Amazing. Thick outsider moves, electronic keyboard style. Weird flow super hard to find and genuine captured underground heavy non-moves frozen style. Seen em live once, and it ruled hard. They got all the right moves: Confused, strange, awkward, gotta take the bus everywhere, weird, young, everything. I jam everything I my mitts by em all the time but here some recent faves:
"Underground Ocean" tape Hanson: Was jamming this on a long ride into a stormy rainy sunset right in front of a mug and it was like, slight strips of purple lined the skys, with this tape on i felt like I was taking Isaac Asimov on a date in a future -rotten warped world. Keyboard parts on this are seriously WEIRD. I dont know bunk about that stuff but it dont sound right. Like it was composed in Cormac McCarthy's work shed at midnight, with evil on they mindz.
"Amorosi Filiments" cass. Sound Design: What title is that? Is that the new government approved fillings they are putting in peoples mouths nowadays? Strange. Great looking tape with grey-silver wave pattern and transparent cover. And transparent jams, full weirdo style. Imagine a strange-warped DJ who jams the rare ELMS AHOY 7" and PETE TIGER's "SOUNDS FROM A CAGE, UNEARTHED" electronic LP together with the needles dipped in "You Got Slimed" slime and amber MARS dust blown onto the grooves as the DJ stands on a tail of giant wet-flesh raptor, waiting for a snap at anything around. Sounds....kinda like that.... Stupid rad tape.
Fragments: amazing, like EXCLAIM Says "KEEP EVOLVING POSITIVELY", new youth crew wacko sounds. Basements made of rotten 70's plastic. ...... Playing Halloween with the Zero Boys? Universe report: ALL IS FINE.