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NOW Orphan Fairytale is as strange and enchanting as the name implies. Dragons of the Deep is sublime lo-fi exotica and minimalist melodicism from a cold and perfect land. Eva van Deuren crafts a fluid sound sculpture from snarling dogs, electronic tom-toms from a cable-access suspense movie, slushing snow, malfunctioning music boxes, interstellar transmissions intercepted by common household appliances--sounds returning from a distant, failing memory, reassembled in impossible configurations. A perfect soundtrack for your next fever delirium. Coptic Nausea The White Mask cassette $7 The most seldom-heard
Hair Police solo venture emerges here fully-formed: lean, precise, but
still queasy and disoriented. Spontaneous songs (yes, with singing)
performed on a very unstable electronics rig with no overdubs and no
tact. Five sun-drunk dirges of time dilation, corruption, and automatism. Various Artists - Resonant Hole, Vol. 1 CDR $7 Mysterious compilation featuring Eyes & Arms of Smoke, ARA, Three Legged Race, ATTEMPT, and Irene Moon, along with a host of tantalizing obscurities comprising the bulk of its 35-track, 70 minute duration. More questions than answers, here. Jeanne Vomit-Terror sums it up pretty tidily: "What is a hole? Well, look around, because they can be found almost anywhere. Your body is full of holes with distinct names and distinct uses, each abundant with a distinct mucous membrane, like a state bird. Look up at the sky. It’s the biggest hole of all—-a hole so big that it goes all the way around you, and there’s no way to know whether you’ve fallen in or whether it’s even a hole at all. You yourself are a hole in the aether. A hole in the hole. You are a shallow hole with yourself at the bottom. Your perimeter is malleable and consuming. That is, when you touch a hole, it becomes a part of the you-hole. Because a hole is whole. The Resonant Hole is a useful one. It is a refracting lens for sound and thought, so that all that passes through it is stripped of order and meaning, so that we might know what our sounds are really trying to tell us. It is also a contagion, seeking to include and redefine your whole. This is not a music compilation, it is a mass hallucination. No matter what words you speak into the well, the echo that issues forth is a voice unfamiliar because it is not a sound—at least not as we understand sound. It is a vibration, shaking loose something ancient and intangible, opening the secret streets in the map of your mind, streets with names like RZRZ and The Appearants and Silverware and Idiot Glee and Hugo Wheel. Some streets are initially familiar, and so you stride confidently, comforted by lamps and shops and trees you know. But they lead not to a home, a heart, but into more holes… holes in holes in holes in holes in holes! A hole so big that
it cannot be closed. We are at the bottom and still falling. Hole is
where the hear is." Shipping is $1 per item within the US. International orders, please contact me before ordering. Direct all inquiries or PayPal orders to Trevor Tremaine, cerbinals at hotmail dot com. STILL AVAILABLE ATTEMPT Personal Anarchy, Vol. 1: No Matter What Happens, I Sincerely Hope We All Remain Friends CDR (no label) $5 Three closing-credit anthems dirtied up and stretched out well past epic length and arguably into industrial-grade tedium. Lots of guitar solos, echoey vocals in crude harmony, out-of-sync drum machine, themes of the minor difficulties confronted in marriage and friendship. CD Player Virgins CDR (EAM) $5 From the terrific
new label EAM, this CDR compiles the two cassette releases from this
obscure project (which existed roughly from 2002 to 2003), one an extremely
limited edition handmade art-object on Gods of Tundra, and another on
Animal Disguise that was just barely more available. Playful abstract
electronics with a serious "bedroom" vibe. Kraken Fury
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