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Eclipse Records put out some brilliant double LP SCG releases that were as close as it gets to the Cloaven's seeing a reissue. I bought all of that vinyl and then they went bankrupt so that mission was unexpectedly terminated so not all of it escaped.
However, there is the common reissue misconception ... as beautiful as they are, they are edits. The first two tapes come in at around 140 minutes and that doesn't fit on four sides of vinyl. If anyone wants it, I'll post the corresponding Eclipse vinyl so you can compare and contrast.
Anyway ... "An equatorial collective improvisation recorded live in 1982 and informative disinformation financed by short-wave overload with text excerpts from Myron Fagen circa 1967. Recorded August 1982 live at Merlin's."
The second of the Cloaven Cassettes released in 1987.
A sparkling compilation featuring Ludo Mich & W. Ravenveer, Jazzfinger, Barf Thoth, The Haters, Jeph Jerman, Darksmith, Id M Theft Able, Leslie Keffer, Andrew Coltrane and Dylan Nyoukis.
A six C20 tape set released on AC's Hermitage Tapes in 2011.
Paraphrasing Mrs Inside from when she posted this here in late 2013: notionally, this is a continuation of the Anthology Box that reissues material from 1994, 1995 and 1998. Disc 1 features tracks from cassette tapes, disc 2 reissues an album that initially appeared as a very small-run CDr in an oversized hand-painted sleeve.
2xCD released in 2008 by the Russian label Waystyx in an edition of 212. It's another lossless upgrade if you like that kind of thing.
A very long time ago, I was much younger than I am now. I was lucky enough to have been so fucked up by the "adults in the room" that I was elevated into the orbits of others who had no other option but to celebrate the dys in function. The Fall's Witch Trials at 13, Motorhead's Ace tour at the Apollo at 14 ... and then the Iron Fist tour fuelled on cider and mushrooms. Not forgetting trying to get your head around Trout Mask and Freak Out (by choice) when you are fifteen. On reflection, not a bad call for escape-route and it set me in good stead during the fuck you wars.
However, nothing really compares to the first time the needle hits the opening groove of a Shockabilly LP when you didn't even know that they existed! The brain recalibration takes years to recover from because nothing could possibly remain the same. It's like some poor fucker who has spent his time with his family endorsing him being touched up by the hand of god realising that Day Tripper was the only way to the truth. Well it is. Plain and simple! Well that truth anyway.
Here, Kevin is actually Kristin Erickson who records different work in her own right. This live recording is full on duelling banjos ahoy with covers of The Beach Boys and Pink Floyd that need to be heard to be believed ... in a good way.
For no particular reason, I'm feeling reflective. I spent nearly all of my formative years being smacked around the place and sleeping rough. Now, through life choices, I'm sitting here in a house that serves as a sanctuary for stray and "rescued" cats. I also get to sit here saying to whoever is out there "you really need to hear Eugene and Kristen covering Astronomy Domine" as a way to get the entire thing heard ... there is so much genius here!
Life sometimes turns out to be quite good and most often it's better than the alternative.
A CD released on Les Disques Victo in 2008 "recorded live at the 2007 24e Festival International de Musique Actuelle de Victoriaville. Includes traditional and contemporary medleys with banjo, piano and voice."
A friend of ours was looking for a way to start exploring the cavernous Brume archive. Well, this is as good a place to start as any.
Mrs Inside posted this here over nine years ago: "A massive, 13-CD boxset of outsider musique concrete by autodidact Christian Renou, compiling his earliest unreleased bloops from 1979, plus a few out-of-print cassettes and CDRs dusted off and brought back to life. This hefty thing was released in an edition of just 100 copies by the Russian label Waystyx, which specialized in creative handmade and odd-size packaging".
This is a lossless version if you fancy an upgrade.
A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away there was a seperatist pod of aesthetes clicking their tentacles whilst imagining "these earth bound unsyncopated jazz cats are way hap". Prove me wrong.
A double LP released on Eugene's Parachute in 1978.
Musique Concret were Jim Friedman and Michael Mullen who made one seminal piece of industrial electronic history and buggered off. It was released on Steven Stapleton’s label United Dairies and a convenient signifier would be early NWW with a fair chunck of what is on his list. Apparently, once they made and released the art they destroyed the master tapes and faded away into the so-called real world. Initially released as an LP in 1981 with a short tape reissue in 1987 and that appeared to be that ...
Then the lovely people behing Fractal Records sourced a mint vinyl copy of a holy relic (presumably courtesy of Matron Stapleton) and reissued it as a CD in 2004. It rapidly disappeared again and presumably would never get another formal release ... so, drumroll please:
I've only been lucky enough to see him play once ... thirty plus years ago alongside Jimmy Carl Black (but it wasn't billed as a Jack and Jim Show). I actually got to see the only Indian in the group one more time as part of The Muffin Men (very enjoyable it was too). Anyway ... Eugene has some friends on board this time as well.
A lovely picture disc LP from Juntaro and, as usual, the version that he handed out to Japanese shops came with a bonus CDr ... not seen that yet. I tried splitting the tracks but there was more than a degree of guesswork involved and it interfered with the urinary flow so I've left it as a two track wav rip.
You could be forgiven for thinking that Jojo starts off as an SCG tribute act (well not really). Then everything gets turned up to eleventy and it goes off. This time the audience don't run away and are rewarded by leaving with bits of the proceedings once it's been smashed up by a singing baseball bat and a breezeblock. Happy Sunday everyone!
As is always the case, when the night begins with you having to lay down waterproof floor covering you know that you are in for a fine time! If I'm not mistaken, you also have Fumio Kosakai on electronic punishment box and surely that's Mayuko Hino on filth? A joyous experience only made more perfect by the looks on the audience's faces as they run from the room at the end.
An astonishing performance at Eggplant in Osaka from August 1989 on a DVDr released on Alchemy Music Store in 2008.
I've just found out that Masaya Nakahara has not been well for a while and has needed continued hospital treatment since January. Bills are going to be racking up for him so a group of friends have put together a compilation so you can show your love in monetary terms ... so please do!
His hyper-prolific bandcamp page has (now understandably) been quiet since December last year. However, on Wednesday he posted five new releases so hopefully things are on a more positive path. Help him out by picking those up as well!
There is so much to be said about Sun City Girls that there should be bona fide University programmes dedicated to them. If you have been living under a rock, think of them as staggering from the same peyote barn as Eugene Chabourne, Kramer, the entire Shimmy Disc troupe, Caroliner and Sunburned Hand Of The Man whilst remaining utterly unique.
Sir Richard Bishop described this as being "... a chance to catch up with our obscenity quota. I don't think we had any intention of doing anything that resembled a political album. I think it was more of a documentation of the American nightmare in all its incestuous beauty." Some of their extensive output has been made avaialble digitally but not this one ... so here it is in all its absurdist beauty!
24/96 rip of the LP released on Placebo Records in 1987.
Professionally, I'm all about relieving distress and problem-solving ... solution focussed and all of that shit. However, I'm not getting paid for any of this and you can all share my pain or go fuck yourself.
Have any of you been checking out John's "post"-AmTapes output? Spiritually liberating because I'm reassured he is still out there doing his thang thing, but fuck me, once you realise it was there it no longer exists. It's like stalking a cheeky poltergeist that already knows how to induce joy and frustration ... yeah, he's sat behind me watching me type this isn't he?
Anyone got any Olson wing mirrors?
Another post American Tapes "American Tapes" release. This time it's a CDr released in May 2020 in an edition of three (RIP Plug 1 btw).
Some amazing work from Controlled Bleeding, Un-Kommuniti, Le Syndicat, Pacific 231 and a load more all laced through with John Duncan's "Prostitute Tapes" and there's no Sotos in sight ... always a bonus!
Mr Olson doing his Spykes thing for as long as the idea needs to take flesh and walk out the door.
A "no-label" nine tape set, ripped to 16/44, released in an edition of minus something or other in January 2021. It comes in at nearly 3GB so you'll have to extract the two parts into a single folder etc and so forth.
Dylan and Lisa Nyoukis all aboard the early version of the ineffable choco monko love train. It covers a lot of ground in around ten minutes, ably abetted by keyboards played with forearms. Bloody marvelous!
An edition of thirty C10s released on Hanson Records in 1999.
So, eventually it happens ... the final edition in the 1974 Bellwood Records series that I keep forgetting to complete. Quite possibly featuring Galaxy Express, Ryoichi Kuniyoshi, Hitoshi Komuro and Kenji Endo
I hate the concept of donate buttons in a blogging context, but the donation of organs is a different thing. Of course, once the sacrifice is made, it's likely that I will instantly forget.
I posted this about seven years ago and spurted a few words. It remains a ridiculous and ridiculously good collection of ideas.
Given this was released on Sam's label, you would probably not predict "pattern and texture building using scraping percussive technique on a plastic object with pure physicality and endurance".
Expect a journey that fits snugly into the Ftarri / Balloon & Needle universe ... and that's a good thing.
The adorable Simon Wilson has done all of the heavy lifting in a Discogs review:
"If its broken, don't fix it. Further recordings made during the mess of the past year which you may hear as a shining pathway out of the shit, or a "Back to the egg!" warning cry. Pour yrself a drink, put on those headphones and let the gamble commence.
Featuring tracks from Hobo Sonn, Muyassar Kurdi & Ka Baird, Sigtryggur Berg Sigmarsson, A.S, Raymond Cummings, Hardworking Families, Stone Cornelius, Dora Doll, Duncan Harrison, LDSN, Angela Sawyer & Ethan Marsh, Glands Of External Secretion, Tania Caroline Chen, Mark Groves, Staubitz & Waterhouse, Kraus, Kate Armitage, Constance/Nyoukis and RRS. Artwork from Mr Bill Nace."
Never been a fan of the Sotos end of transgression but, yeah whatever, who cares what I think? This is one of Keith's finest works ... a 55 minute track that lets you just settle into the mire. A classic example of what the finest American noise has to offer the world.
This is the psychedelic folk offerings from Fiona and Jon alongside Syed Kamran Ali (aka Harappian Night Recordings, who floated within the Part Wild Horses Mane On Both Sides collective).
On this recording, you also get the total bonus of Charlie Collins and John Jasnoch who are stone cold long-standing legends wihin the (UK ... what is it good for? fuck all mate, say it again HUH good god y'all) improv savant camp.
Joe Murray (aka Posset) and Jon Marshall (who co-founded the Singing Knives label with Fiona Kennedy when they were both in The Hunter Gracchus). An unsurprisingly brilliant sten hansontastic extravaganza awaits.
A lovely person sent me a big chunk of live Wolf / AM stuff just because he felt like it. Choices like that warm a frozen brain. Just saying ... but that kind of thing keeps a person going.
A C54 released in a massive edition of fifty on American Tapes in 2009.
!Rejected by THREE labels since 2011, this album finally reaches you dear potential listener thanks to yr pals in the gutter here at CM."
"In 2011 when the Brothers Usurper assembled these recordings we envisioned them as our most wholesome effort to date. A real charming affair featuring two men, a wife, a pregnant partner
and the Duff family plughole. So why would it be the one dose of Usurper bumf which various avant-hands got burned by and was deemed too hot to hump or handle? Maybe it'll do right by you,
seeing as you're such a family-oriented advertisement for wholesome hetero-nuptials, but... i dunno, Dylan... maybe it's cursed?" - Ali Robertson
"Each usurper recording makes me think of a great day I’ve had with my friend Ali. The great day got better this day when it also included Louise (the love of my life), Collette
(the love of Ali’s life) and my unborn son Linus (the lover of life). The recording features my favourite usurper moment to this point. It was recorded in my kitchen. Louise was doing her
upholstery next door, and she was hammering on a chair. As she hammered the sink started to glug. Ali had been wandering with the microphone and got it right near the plughole. Louise and
the plug jammed blindly together, not knowing the other was singing the same song. It was just one of those moments, you know, Jaques Tati’s paint pot in the sea. I told Ali recently that
this was my favourite usurper moment. He looked at me and said “your favourite usurper moment has neither of us playing on it!”" - Malcy Duff
Me grandad used to eat tripe in vinegar (the stomach lining of ruminants but cows and sheep was the bag in North Manchester). Sat in his armchair in front of the telly, he'd take his teeth out, put them on the arm of the chair and chomp and slurp his way through it. Fucking disgusting! He doesn't do it anymore, he's dead.
A bold claim but I haven't checked all of them yet. I'll let you know once I can verify or otherwise ... the truth is out there somewhere! Anyway, what the fuck was Anders Arentoft thinking of and can I have some?
Another massive missive from el choco monko on this CDr from 2006.
