Brandon Locher
Conversations [album stream]

With some of this year’s top records landing squarely in the straight noise category (I guess I’m thinking especially of Dilloway’s massive and brilliant Modern Jester here), posting something that’s not especially definable as “music” isn’t exactly as groundbreaking of a thing to do these days. So yeah, even though this is severely lacking on the rhythm/melody/harmony fronts (…or is it?), Conversations is (a) still music to my ears anyway, and (b) wildly different from other noise albums floating around. It’s a sound-art piece edited together from several phone calls to numbers randomly selected from a Johnstown, PA area phonebook by a conceptual artist named Brandon Locher. For each successive call, the answerer is answering to the previous answerer, and the next to that answerer, and on and on. There’s almost a half hour of this, and every second of it is fucking gold. It’s a great statement on hot topics like consumer culture and the language of dead/empty signifiers made even more dead/empty in our increasingly mechanized, automated world (among others I’m sure), but I especially like how, as Conversations offers a kind of narrative as it moves along, the various mysteries each caller is presented with develop with each passing transaction, an ever-thickening plot unfolding rather awkwardly and hilariously. There’s a real progression here, and it’s a horribly addicting thing to sit down and get lost in.

Try it out and download it if you want:

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LA Vampires by Octo Octa

“Freedom 2K”

Drop as much as you can; 100% SILK is officially scuffing up your aquarium dance floor. The fellah who brought you these, now brings to you his best impression of “kiss you and I kiss you back.” Shit, what if Octo Octa does his rendition of “Acid We”? Oh, wait. There’s already a tracklisting somewhere, right? #stilldying. Now, I already snagged mine off, but I’m sure there are other places to find this. Maybe. Just keep on the distro lookout, because it ain’t being sold through 100% SILK until the 19th of June. Mmm, relive forever.

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NGUZUNGUZU’s “Delirium,” the second track off the L.A. group’s forthcoming EP, sounds so Hippos in Tanks, in the sense that it sounds so James Ferraro, in the sense that it sounds so BEBETUNE$. The track has a similar melody as “#GRINDLYFE,” a similar twinkle as “#C I T Y LIGHT$$$,” a similar feel as “R E P T I L E ONLINE,” and a similar air horn as “STREET DREAM$$” But this is a good thing. Some true flamethrowing liquid metal right here:

NGUZUNGUZU’s Warm Pulse EP is out digitally on July 3 and on CD/vinyl on August 14.

• Hippos in Tanks:

Mass At Dawn

“Demons Of Fire”

Three-inch CDs, what’s that all about? A one-holed circle in which 21-24 minutes of music has been transferred, that’s what. Well that’s all well and good, but how the devil do I play it? According to Kimberley Dawn:

CD-PLAYERS. remember: “spindles and trays
… are okay!”

As one should be aware, any aphorism that (sort of) rhymes is irrevocably true. Anyway, I for one am excited that this dying format is being reignited by the underground. Can’t wait for these little blighters to get back into circulation as well.

Kimberley Dawn is, among other things, proud presenters of Tennessee’s unique and grubby take on psychedelia. Trimutation, from Nashville’s Dylan Simon a.k.a. Mass At Dawn, is all laid back and languid. You can almost feel the weight of that finger as it lies heavy on the unwavering synth note throughout “Demons Of Fire.” Expect more of the same on the remaining 18-21 minutes of seething composition that these three glorious inches offer.

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• Kimberley Dawn:

DJ Rashad

“45 Fifty Four”

In the beginning, there was Jack, and Jack had a groove. And from this groove came the groove of all grooves. And while one day viciously throwing down on his box, Jack boldy declared, “Let there be HOUSE!” And house music was born. “I am, you see, I am the creator, and this is my house! And, in my house there is ONLY house music. But, I am not so selfish, because once you enter my house, it then becomes OUR house and OUR house music!

And, you see, no one man owns house because house music is a universal language, spoken and understood by all. You see, house is a feeling that no one can understand really unless you’re deep into the vibe of house. House is an uncontrollable desire to jack your body. And, as I told you before, this is our house and our house music. And in every house, you understand, there is a keeper. And, in this house, the keeper is Jack.

Now some of you who might wonder, “Who is Jack, and what is it that Jack does?” Jack is the one who gives you the power to jack your body! Jack is the one who gives you the power to do the snake. Jack is the one who gives you the key to the wiggly worm. Jack is the one who learns you how to walk your body. Jack is the one that can bring nations and nations of all Jackers together under one house. You may be black, you may be white; you may be Jew or Gentile. It don’t make a difference in OUR House.


“45 Fifty Four” is a previously unreleased track by DJ Rashad, courtesy of Lit City Trax and Dazed Digital. TEKLIFE Vol. 1: Welcome to the Chi is out now.

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nipple tapes

iii [album stream]

Music is absorbed in penetrating repetition deez-dayz. But how about just CD skips? Like, ever think Replica is due to a glove box full of scratched discs? For really, listen to each of these iii nipple tapes tracks (all less than two minutes) over and over individually for, like, an hour each and absorb yourself in this stink. Shit gets slow. Maybe. Maybe it’s all the same speed. Right? YOU do something about it. Put it in Audacity and slow it down more. Or pump it up to um-hum. It’s also good for highway-driving zones. And, love the cover art.

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