“Telegraphed is the long-awaited follow-up to Adam Bugaj’s debut album from 2006 which, just as expected, has been destined to a life in obscurity. It was a disc overflowed by chopped underwater ceremonies and melodic fragments that were placed against a tapestry of tape-hiss and polyrhythmic psychedelia. Imagine a rousing but still downcast sound carousel reminiscent of Wilson/Parks as much as Dreamies and you’re in the right sketchy ballpark. This new disc treads over equally fragmentized terrain but at the same time it means a step sideward from the unconventional pop formula of the predecessor to something slightly more introvert. What we get is fragile song fragments interspersed with shimmering waves of warm electronic landscapes and bedroom experimentation. It all sounds like some nearly lost memory, or like being trapped inside a dream that’s all about subtle and beautiful disorientation. Simple melodies are embellished with a suggestive kind of brilliance and a great sense of melancholia, which seems to be grounded in the ordinary world, yet the sounds are otherworldly to say the least. Imagine watching home movies from another world and you’re getting close to what this one is all about.” – Mats Gustafsson. 16 tracks, 33 minutes.
Behold A New Traveler is the second Deep Water entry from Sweden’s The Goner (after H.H. , last year’s 2-disc reissue of super-limited self-releases), and it marks a confident move forward on all fronts. In contrast to earlier work, most of the new Goner material is song-based (just a pair of instrumentals on hand here) and full-band powered, making for an album that’s both thematically unified and stylistically varied, from solo acoustic melancholy to wailing psych-rock. While it is still possible to draw lines from Behold… to the music of other contemporary folk-derived artists such as Six Organs of Admittance, Palace Brothers, and Stone Breath, at the same time the overall feel owes as much to Westerlund’s own cultural roots (recall that Sweden produced some legendary psychedelic rock & folk back in the 1970s), and the Goner’s creative voice continues to develop with a clarity of purpose that offers much and suggests more. Seven tracks, 37 minutes.
While our fourth split release isn't quite tied to a "theme", it does share an intentionally atmospheric state of mind: We contacted three Transatlantic individuals who we knew to be particularly skilled at the creation of musical-electrical inscapes, and asked them to bring us something "hypnotic" (however they interpreted that) from their respective audio laboratories. Spiritual Machine is the mesmerizing result, an hour-long interlaced energy meditation that takes their distinct creations - France's Enfer Boréal offers up a densely vibrational 3-part suite that confirms his status atop of the Euro avant-drone pile; the.bricoleur, a UK-based sound sculptor who has worked with the likes of Current 93, contributes the spectral concréte of the title track; and PA's own Tuscarora Borealis, also a member of the Evening Fires family, beams in a brace of looping nature drones that channel classic kosmische impulses - and weaves them into a larger sonic hologram that encompasses whatever you might find there and more. Best heard quite loud from a position of comfortable stasis.
Evening Fires’ previous albums have been something of a challenge to peg stylistically, given all the various species of folk psychedelic noise space drone freeform rock comfortably coexisting out in their fields of sound. The Book of Wonders, the group’s seventh release, hardly tries to put up any fences, featuring as it does ceremonial synth destruction (with metal), rural space choogle, acid-etched guitar drone, shamanic tribal drums, and elevated raga extension. But with further organic integration of the elements and added electro-sonic muscle it does carve out some new-style earthworks of monumental intent across their Appalachian landscape. The world is the book, my friends, and the wonders are all around. Five tracks, 54 minutes.
Right on schedule, Evening Fires sail back around the ridge, riding an updraft of sonic bliss on the way to bring us their sixth full-length release. Several of the tracks on Waves In the Air took shape in preparation for a live radio show in summer 2008, and it's clear that the group mind at that point was focused on the possibilities of aetheric streaming and aerial transmission. Formed into a four-track suite that unfolds across some 50 minutes, bringing together saxophone raga & guitar psychedelia & the usual clouds of drone, collecting vibrations and beaming them onward, this is the sound of wide-eyed and windswept. Those whose antennae are similarly attuned are likely to find at least a bit of sympathetic reverberation.
Philadelphia's most dangerous free-rock duo thunders back with their second disc for Deep Water, more than confirming the promise of 2007's Levitate and Dissolve. Not content to merely reproduce their strengths, Glowering and Glowing Red (its title taken from a rave review of their first disc) expands the extremes in all directions - track lengths range from 38 seconds to 10+ minutes, the sonics get even broader and more exploratory via a wider sound palette and a growing mastery of real-time looping and effects, and the mood ranges from the monumental to the absurdist. Basically, these guys continue to ride a tectonic divide between art-punk skronk and heavy-duty free energy music with the kind of untamed precision that one usually expects only from your Japanese underground masters. Serious stuff here. Pro-pressed CDr, 14 tracks, 66 minutes.
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