“Disco Christmas (remastered)”
Look at my arm all pinned up behind my back here. That’s because the holiday season is official, and one-handed typing is now the new physical internet fad. Err — was there an old physical internet fad? But really, I’m using two hands. And ‘tis the season for you to scope faux Christmas tunes. Forget any Super Furry Animals side project. Check out Christmas with the Beast over at Austin’s Teflon Beast Records. The label is new and this release is certainly a taste (IMO) of the tongue-and-cheek variety. Chris Daily’s “Disco Christmas (remastered)” sporting the most disco silk/1990s soft rock/lingering mollusk this side of… sided of, um. The rest of the compilation is totally jagged too. But so are derr holidays, yeah? #LOLOLOLO
• Teflon Beast Records: http://teflonbeastrecords.blogspot.com
So, we got all these underground, (I)nternet, or “imprints of nothing big” labels. Their attractive fetish is physical/being art that mangles, warps, or scratches. But what’s the progression of that? Like, in the future, a popular/struggling (essentially FREE) art form will exist because of abundant interest and the accelerating rate of technology. The fetish of that art will spark because of vast engineering skills, innovative software, and recycled manufacturing robots available for consumers to purchase and then produce — I’ll say — cartridge/CD games playable on Nintendo, Sega, Atari, etc. consoles. Imagine your favorite synth jammist, alongside the raddest 1989 grid-graphixx specter and programming wordsmith sending their basement made game to an old school cartridge manufacturing dude. Receive an open-world Sega cartridge in the mail made that year. Play ad nauseum.
Where “our” generation is old here: we will claim that the music has everything to do with that art. I’d say, ‘This herrr is a flagrant knockoff of Deep Magic’s Moon Glyph release Altars of Veneration. Specifically, the track “Untitled VI.”’ *smh @old-man-Morrissey* Alex Gray (via gchat): “[Altars of Veneration is] pretty personal to me; its all pretty weird, honestly.” It’s the adventure. The music. Laying back and listening … #inmyday. When’s the last time you tried that? Pick up Altars of Veneration from Moon Glyph and practice. “Untitled VI” is on the last bit ah reel. So start stretching!
Each Mohave Triangles release is individually transportable:
- Seeing the cosmogonal abyss beyond your eye lids.
- Plane absorption in pursuit of ethereal mirages.
- Third eye tractor beam floods in Dry Valleys.
- Reel embered mind grapes.
- Tribal tape hissing your week-long fog party.
Now they reflecting that infinite singe off sand via Eternal Light of the Desert Plateaus. It glazes Hooker Vision’s telepathic discography in their newest batch of tapes. Snag it right quick to ensure future temporal practice sessions of dimensional memory/thought encapsulation. Totes make it ya new motto.
Various Artists: Futuresequence
Michael Waring over at Futuresequence, the Rolling Stone/Pitchfork/Wall Street Journal of experimental computer music run by a busy team of one man, has released a 42-track compilation of fine ambient electronica with the occasional beat thrown in. How much would you expect to pay for over four hours (4.4 hours, actually) of quality music? Would you throw yourself over a rail from excitement if I told you it was a free download? Don’t do that, but do head over to Bandcamp to download and/or listen right here:
I’ve always wondered how a few mariachi horns would sound when warped into oblivion and back again, combined with the thumping percussion of a samba band, and tossed in with some detuned synth and a sultry vocalist. While the previous sentence is untrue, Broken Toy delivers all these unexpected elements with such bristling production values that it is likely to take you more than a bit by surprise.
fLako’s been doing the round for a few years now, churning out the wonky hip-hop we’ve come accustomed to with FlyLo and the Brainfeeder lot. On Carving Away The Clay, he very much gains his own identity, and it’s a reassuringly insane one.
Check it, this is my plea for everyone out there to listen to Hubble Linger. Especially Tiny Mix Tapes writers (since our favorite 25 of 2011 lists are due soon!). Hubble is Ben Greenberg of ZS. And if y’all know two shits about us TMTers: we love NNA Tapes, and we love ZS. It’s also totes appropriate to write ‘bout Hubble Linger months after its release. Hubble Linger is the very definition of audio hallucination. Focus in on Hubble Linger; meditate. What Greenberg considers “cyber-dread,” you may hear as white noise. Yeah, and you’ll lose focus on the track, because you should pay attention to driving, but your hearing will notice random notes. Through mild focus, you create a personalized pattern of melody alluding to other songs. Thus, Hubble Linger is the audible and instant representation of the infinite monkey theorem. As if Hubble Linger were a part of our universe already, only Earth is receiving it all now.
Also, if you don’t hear “Hubble’s Hubble” in Hubble Linger, it’s because it’s on his newest album Hubble Drums (out on Northern-Spy, who we also love) full-stream ahead via Vice. Check out the video above, which was created by Tiffany Borders of NASA, ESA, and the Hubble Heritage Team.