“Bounce With Me OHIO”
And… Cream Juice returns — way worthy of italics, maybe even a few exclamation points couched within parentheses (!!)? Remember when Man Feelings took over your tape deck and all of your emotions, man or otherwise, earlier this year? Remember when the brothers Juice — one half Keith Rankin (formerly Keith Kawaii), one half Seth Graham — actually never left at all, but rather just lamped behind the curtain, beset by 360 degrees of synth, hands on more knobs than seems possible, pumping out the f r a c t u r e d tunes to which you bumped and shook your damn head all day long? I’ll wait here while you scroll down and hit the ▻ on this pooch. Later, as you gather your brain-drippings off the ground and realign your pupils, I’ll get to work on paragraphs two and three.
Hello. Yes. I am here to tell you that you do not need an excuse to “Bounce With Me OHIO.” Cream Juice has already taken care of the preliminary programming, the beat (dis)orientation, the sputters, the squelches, the amicable divorce of structure and common sense, the Korg sorcery — all those cerebral considerations. Whether or not you sit within the borders of the boys’ Buckeye State at this moment, all you have to do is bounce.
To whom do you owe this pleasure? “Bounce” appears on a mammoth digital compilation worked up by Free Form Freakout to benefit the fall pledge drive at Mankato’s KMSU radio station — alongside almost two hours of new or unreleased music from a cavalcade of the finest contemporary zoners (IBNLT: Derek Rogers, Panabrite, Charlatan, Hobo Cubes, Sparkling Wide Pressure). A donation of $40 or more hooks you up with the physical counterpart to this comp: a clear vinyl disc, housed in a sleeve designed by (the) Graham Lambkin, featuring deluxe unreleased sonics from Sean McCann, Decimus, Rambutan, and Nite Lite. To donate, keep experimental music alive on the Minnesota FM airwaves, and clutch your mega-limited physical item as tightly as you can without risking a corner ding or seam split, THIS is the link you need.
• Cream Juice: http://www.orangemilkrecords.com/cream-juice—man-feelings.html
• 2208 Recordings: http://2208recordings.blogspot.com
• Free Form Freakout: http://fffreakout.blogspot.com
Collin was right about Ô Paon: profound dimensions of her art resist translation, even transliteration. Perhaps the most unfair dimension of her work that (almost) refuses to come across in recordings is the intensity of her performance. I still remember the first time I saw her play in the Port Warehouse in Anarcortes, during What the Heck? Fest (R.I.P.) in 2009. Through the floorboards, in punctuating silences, you could hear the water underneath shift about in the dark. But our eyes were transfixed ahead the entire time. What later on became Courses, which comes across mostly as an experiment in looping, in front of me live was a kind of incantatory exorcism. When Ô Paon’s set was over, I stepped out in silence with the audience and took a necessary smoke break. It felt like we had survived something. Unfortunately — for many artists, really — that kind of thing just can’t translate.
That being said, I think that Quatorze-Quinze Ans is the best translation of Ô Paon we have so far. Differing somewhat from her previous album Courses, the four songs here are less about building loops and cathartic outbursts, and more focused on deep tones, pulses, and slow, intimate revelations. They are naturalistic, wandering, and contemplative things. (Imagine perhaps the point at which Lucrecia Dalt and Pharmakon cross.) There are times that, in the short span of a song, they become terrifying spaces to inhabit. Then it’s appropriate that the thematic space Quatorze-Quinze Ans (as well as the recent Castrée graphic novel Susceptible) occupies is the tumultuous surrealism of being young while having to grow up: that is, a time that brutally resists translation and, too often, transliteration.
• Ô Paon: http://www.opaon.ca
“Life Power Church (Fourth Dimension)”
Although Pocahaunted and Raccoo-oo-oon got me into this whole weirdo cassette tape-driven “underground” (but mostly just community) music, the first two tapes I ever owned were Solar Meditations and New Age Outlaws. So it’s a sad day when Mr. Ettinger himself messages you asking to post “the final Dylan Ettinger release.” Yo, humbling for sure, but extremely sad. Once, Ettinger convinced a villager pal of mine there were other worlds out there when he was alone in the old Tipp City historic post office at midnight as he listened to New Age Outlaws in pitch dark. The kid saw colors. Ettinger also popped one of this year’s deepest Night People cassettes too: Crucify Your Love.
Anyhow, this track, “Life Power Church (Fourth Dimension),” is intended as “[the] RING ENTRANCE THEME FOR PROFESSIONAL WRESTLER JAKE OMEN COMPOSED AND PERFORMED BY DYLAN ETTINGER.” But ya know what? It’s probably the most teasing and fourth-coming exit I’ve ever heard from an artist. And brilliantly so. Decipher that how you will. However, do NOT sleep on these $1 cassingles Flannelgraph Records is putting out of the final release. It’ll be WAY rare and will literally complete your reel collection of Dylan Ettinger’s majesty. Pick it up ASAP and be proud of living in an age of such greatness as Jordan and Gretzky and Ettinger.
“Party At The NSA” ft. Marc Maron
Outer Limits Recordings
Birds, Bees, Babys, Bacteria
It cannot BE! A new Outer Limits Recordings album. ALBUM!? And it came out digitally on September 30? I mean, to be honest I thought it was another REhash. And before that, I don’t think Sam “Mehran” has surfaced since Matrix Metals, which listeners ALL need more of, please! Also, there’s no WAY Ariel Pink and James Ferraro helped Sam “Mehran” out either. Although, I DID see the three play live (with pre-Software Autre Nu Vuet) one New Year’s Eve in an NYC warehouse.
There’s probably no way of knowing ANY of this as something practical. Or REAL. Question this release until you’ve ended up like Sam Neil in that one Carpenter flick. At any rate, I’m into the pissing contest of reality surrounding Birds, Bees, Babys, Bacteria. Hit me up (not really) if you know. But most importantly, dig Birds, Bees, Babys, Bacteria by Outer Limits Recordings while streaming it below:
• Outer Limits Recordings: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Outer-Limits-Recordings/195564310462829
• Sewage Tapes: http://sewagetapes.bandcamp.com
“Ballbreaker (She’s Fine)”
Erik Gage — huge perpetuate of Gnar culture/lore and who recorded one of 2013’s greatest albums — is the brains behind heavy hook-hitting Free Weed, rippin’ into the minds of all kinds on his newest cassette Splash With Me. And as the album description states, it’s “virtually anything you can think of that involves having a good time with a smile on your face.”
Specifically, this track “Ballbreaker (She’s Fine)” makes EVERYTHING all right. It’s probably a way shitty Monday/Wednesday and you’re heading to work, “Ballbreaker (She’s Fine)” pops on the speakers and all the frowns and stress and hangover eyes worsh away. Instantly, your day becomes a jam. Traffic around rush hour? “Ballbreaker (She’s Fine)” will make you think there’s never been a better reason for the repeat function.
Free Weed will make your car bounce like a fiend on tones, and the punishing you give the driver’s seat will be inevitable. People will stare as you air out them moody stress pits with arms up outta the sun roof. Fuck fall. This party is made to get down. Find Free Weed’s Splash With Me via virtual download on Splash Tapes now for maximum party whenever you want.