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CQBL008 | BONG | Samhain Festival | c34
[Limited edition 20 Silver on Silver | 80 Silver on Smoke]
[center]Bong are a psychedelic trance metal outfit from Newcastle, England; and they are made up of the finest in the area's delinquent underground music scene (including members of Obey, Lobster Priest, Trollmann av Ildtoppberg, Basillica, Master Slave and many more). Aside from a magnificent full length LP, most of Bong's output has been generated by bootleg recordings of their rare live shows. Nonetheless, Bong always provide enough pulsating atmosphere and crushing doom to make every recording worthwhile. For those who know the music of Bong, there is absolutely no need for any further explanation. I'd just wait for the smoke to clear just enough that I can see the red of your eyes, then cheerfully say: "Hey dudes, New BONG tape!" Enough said. However, for the uninitiated: let's pretend for a minute that Lou Reed, Moe Tucker, John Cale, Sterling Morrison and Angus MacLise decided to join forces and create Pärson Sound instead of the Velvet Underground. We are talking real drugs here. Real problems. Though the OM comparisons are becoming tiresome, they can also be a good starting point for the imagination. Go ahead and keep in mind OM's minimalist and extended renderings of the modern blues/doom formula, the brain-numbing ride cymbal pulse, the gigantic drum sound, the chakra-shaking blues bass, but add to it some transcendent lyrical phrasings of an amplified sitar, the astral buzz and clatter of the royal shahi baaja, nihilistic waves of hypnotic guitar ooze, and the mournful hymns and mantras of a genuine monster sea troll sadhu of Albion. Now imagine this demented sonic recipe pounding live and loud in a roomful of creeps, trancing out to two side-long ragas, in Glasgow, on Halloween night, 2009. Anyone got a light?
CQBL007 | Lens | Techtron Dawn - Chimera Game II
[Limited edition 20 Grey on Orange| 80 Black on Clear]
Lens is the newest project by Woodman, an elder godfather within the Second Family Band and Davenport Family circles. For those of us lucky enough to get some of his rare self-released tapes, he also gotten us grooving by the name Mighty Diamond and also simply as Woodman. Woodman may be even more well known for his band Drunjus, a long-running, progressive and oblique drone-based duo with Endless. This latest moniker seems to be an extension of that devotional drone sound that he has been crafting with Drunjus. Though, where Drunjus can occasionally become towering, twisted and even atonal, Lens seems to be sitting completely still and focused in a disciplined meditation. Evocative waves of organ tone and simple analog synthesis come and go, pensive melodies gently interrupt the flow only to suggest themselves and disappear just as quickly. There is an organic regiment to the electronic motions of the first side, creating sequencer-like sensations that guide our drifting attention, perhaps bringing to mind Terry Riley and early Klaus Schulze. Over two side-long compositions, a balanced harmony gracefully haunts the tape, and while the first side indicates a developed and steady progression with organ and cosmic electronics, the second side takes things down even more to silent place where Lens can illuminate the room by sounding the ritual song of a single bell within a deepening chasm of a vacuous spacial drift.
CQBL006 | MV&EE | Muskie&Manitou | c65
[Limited edition 20 Violet on Sky | 80 Violet on White]
Matt Valentine and Erika Elder should need no introduction. Starting off in the influential and unparalleled folk rock unit, The Tower Recordings, an odd-fellows network of musical mavericks from New York City who fearlessly dissected the lollipops and land mines of psychedelic revolutions past, Matt Valentine has been releasing monumental slabs of specialty medicine since the early 90s. Over the years MV & EE have taken the experiments of The Tower Recordings well beyond our referential imaginations and into the realm of very personal colors, away from the hip urban scene and towards an intimate campfire circle that only the locals would know about. Moving out to the countryside of Vermont has clearly had an effect on this pair, and their subsequent bands (such as The Bummer Road and the Golden Road) took fundamentals of the Delta Blues, Appalachian folk, Neil Young, Indian classical, and West Coast psychedelic sounds through their own special homespun haze of farm electricity and mountain air. The results were an elastic, deep-breathing yoga of musicianship, communing together and singing out into the night. Their music became influenced by the humors and seasons, sometimes the same song would manifest as a blaze and then sometimes only a flicker. As the pairs' craft and language deepened, there was always a distinctly pastoral and star-gazing Soul to every recording. Every so often the homesteading duo will pack up their instruments and their loyal canine friend Zuma, and hit the road as a rambling family medicine show . However, even in this small incarnation the music is as big and the vibes are as strong as ever, and after witnessing the MV&EE live duet now four times, it never ceases to amaze just what an eclectic and wild energy these two humans can raise in one evening, all by themselves. This tape presents the MV&EE tour of Summer 2009, fresh from the sweetest spot in the taper's pit. As last Summer was coming to a cool simmer, MV&EE strolled into the collegiate utopia of Madison, Wisconsin; to perform at a tiny art gallery for their faithful Midwestern brethren. The room was packed with flannel-clad friendlies and the atmosphere was thick and balmy, as Matt mumbled his way to the opening heatstroke of "Summer Magic", the micro-brewed smiles crept across all our faces, and we were all real gone for a change. This tape effortlessly captures the magic of that evening and and opens the portal, gazing back into the hypnotic waves of Matt and Erika's secret mountain bonfire.
CQBL005 | The Mumber Toes | Always Already | c60
[Limited edition 20 White on Purple | 80 White on Purple Tint]
"(...) the generativity of something uttered
always already seems to deny fixed fleshhas always already been exploited [...]" - Brian O'Blivion
This is the latest living artifact, directly given from the line of King David, and ushered in by his/her wholly unholy manifestation as thee The Mumber Toes, also called Karen Eliot, and seen to his subjects as the Wing'd Master ov Thee UnEnding Beginning and TheE Timeless End Times. You will probably recognize this audio happening as another recording of senseless modern racket, or perhaps the latest in a long line of superior Alien Power Electronics. The reality is, it is impossible for any of us to truly know what in the Hell this really is. Clearly there is something being communicated to us through the constructs of garbage synthesis and failing echoes. The sound is sub-human and nauseating, leaving long lines of quivering oscillations to perpetual births and deaths within the coursing scores of grey vomit. Winding like a catheter up your spinal column, this is an ancient electronic language capable of properly calling the incantations necessary for conjuring the fires of a uniquely Qliphothic Kundalini. The newly crowned serpent phoenix, arisen through this astral union, is born a power complete, unleashed and free to conquer. The bull is slain and the rabble is scattered. The broken ego, now a sperm, now a spell, now a sigil, now left here as an offering for lesser spirits to suck. All eyes are closed, blessed to know there'll be nothing left to see.
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