YES tonight we re-launch at our spiritual home Resonance 104.4 FM for a 6 week blitzkrieg. CD’s vinyl tapes and computer, microphones outside, live interventions, studio desk as instrument – unmanaged chaos with announcements – in the moment collapse drift decay destroy…
Ex of Brighton and now based in Berlin, John Cohen has been recording and performing as half of Dead Fader since 2010 and has released music on labels like Tigerbeat6, 3by3 and Robot Elephant. His first solo release was a DVD on the Broken 20 label.
A haunting collection of abrasive electronic noise shot through with equal parts hypnotic vitriol and poignant melodicism Deaf Arena is John’s debut full-length album and is available as a limited CD in gatefold card wallet with 4 page booklet.
The album was mastered by Brian Pyle (Ensemble Economique) and features vocals by M. Mariner on the title piece and boasts what has to be one of the tracks of the year with Human Distortion.
Like a contact mic’d ageless woodcut of just-post-feudal spiritual ritual, the whiteout drudge and dang of mud caked fertility dances dreamt up by the some windswept, blotchy cheeked Dungeons and Dragons mesiter whose basement hovel sprawls beneath yet another godawful Berlin video artists medicinally white-walled studio apartment. Keep hearing descending washes of snow-tone squeal every time they put the tap on. Must get that fixed. Roasted to within an inch of its life. Early Loefah cd-r’s indigested through Pat Maherr’s ’95 knockoff walkman. Whitechapel smog fantasias. Franz Kline’s pet slug. Had their first real taste of a rave culture cruelly snatched away from them by nepotism and “professionals”. Eternity in a shipyard. Equator thick line of asbestos. Lawrence and Wishart, 1956. Just because the church organist believes all that shit doesn’t mean he isn’t capable of total baws-oot oversharing. We’ve all said things we regret. Far too beautiful for the internet. Daniel Baker (Hand Loom Lament)
Street Date: September 30th 2013
Catalogue Number: EP29
The House in the Woods is Martin Jenkins who also records as Pye Corner Audio and has released albums on Ghost Box, Further Records, Type and Tapeworm to great critical acclaim. Bucolica is the debut release under this name.
False awakening # 129: Hovering above a Druidic rave that’s happening a thousand miles away. Ears to the ground.
I didn’t mention dreams. This isn’t ethereal. People will tell you it is, but it isn’t. It’s what happens behind your eyes and underneath your feet at a rate of constant geological and galactic knots a million times per second. Nothing concrete, everything becoming.
When you play it loud, it’s totally out of your control. This primordialism wants to be your mate though. It’s the dreg-ends of a post club coping session between you and your very closest friends. It’s the only bloke left who can skin up with small papers. Your very own Amun.
Romantic! That’s what it is. The kindly warden of a secret moon based otter sanctuary embracing the shimmering vitality of colour. Amid the cosmic thanklessness of nature’s brutishness, it emerges from a clearing, all bleary eyed and hopeful. Daniel Baker (Hand Loom Lament)
Sunlight on Rusting Hulk
Mountains of the Sea
The Rain Washed Away
Band of Holy Joy played the best fucking gig i’ve seen them deliver for years at Limehouse Town Hall last week. Den Browne from Mudkiss was there to capture it and I’ll be putting up more pics and video shortly.
If chipwhateverthefuck didn’t hate you because you could socialize, if those highlighter pen squiggles pointed forwards. No nostalgia node evident. Parisian nanobot flaneur climbs inside of a Galaxie 500 tune and melts every single track until it just bloops and poots into bubbles of constantly overlapping simulacra. Its trying to sing. Heli-powered crunk sherbert. Away for a wee bounce. Just gonna sit in with Viz tonight I think. More of a late period Colin Baker man myself. 3 lighters for a pound. Lady From Shanghai if every mirror had one of those shit Elvis paintings on it. Gunge the headmaster. Its what I watch my Jeff Keen with. Danny Baker (Ship Canal)
Hoofus performs and records electronic improvisations from the undergrowth of rural Norfolk, using fuzzy analogue aesthetics and FM synthesized unease to create visceral ritual rhythms smeared with restless feral yearning and the distant hum of moss covered machinery. Drawing on notions of ramshackle existence on the edges of the wilds, he attempts to express ideas of Arcadian alienation and backwoods neurosis. He has always tried to re-invigorate attitudes to live electronic music by performing in a very physical tactile way rather than hiding behind a laptop screen, and he embraces the instinctual instantaneous freedom of improvisation on clunky electronic hardware. Andre Bosman
Event no.2 is an earth-sodden-forest foray into analogue electronics to celebrate the release of the new long-player Several Wolves by Hoofus which you can stream in full here until the night before the gig and pre-order here.
Time Attendant “Acid House: ancient, arcane, post-physical now, a half-remembered idea, a Future that somehow got turned into a Past. And then the two of them – the Future and the Past – coming together here, meeting, commingling inside a mixing-desk – inside Time Attendant’s mind – inverting and reinventing themselves as new Pasts, new Futures…” Kekw (Hacker Farm)
Hoofus “If chipwhateverthefuck didn’t hate you because you could socialize, if those highlighter pen squiggles pointed forwards. No nostalgia node evident. Parisian nanobot flaneur climbs inside of a Galaxie 500 tune and melts every single track until it just bloops and poots into bubbles of constantly overlapping simulacra…” Daniel Baker (Ship Canal)
Maria & the Mirrors (DJ) “Relentless double drum kit set uo / Shards of piercing taped found sounds hanging off a Diwali riddim / Strikingly transportative fem vox / Harsh Industrial textures harnessed to an whirlwind mix of danceable styles – always banging.”
So basically I’ve no idea what to expect.