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.
Man, our boy Graham Lambkin has been on a roll this year, you guys. First, he continued to challenge our perspectives on the role of space in improvised music with the unnervingly static Making A with Keith Rowe, then he unleashed this searing Shadow Ring set on the world, and now he’s currently breaking our hearts with the striking Photographs with Jason Lescalleet (review forthcoming), while simultaneously dropping the unreal song-oriented “Abersayne/Attersaye” 7-inch.
Lambkin is no stranger to pop music, given his brilliant deconstructions of song craft with the Shadow Ring and his issuing of a Dan Melchior record on his own Kye label. However, “Abersayne” is by far the most traditionally “song”-oriented work that Lambkin’s produced. Over a beautiful guitar loop and hissing tape noise, Lambkin wails and croons in a manner that’s less like his spoken word vocals on The Shadow Ring’s work and more like a combination of the wordless cooing on Neu’s “Lieber Honig,” mixed with a deep appreciation for old-school blues phrasing. It’s a really lovely work, but like all of Lambkin’s fixings, there’s much more going on than just the surface level loveliness of the song.
I have a belief that much of Lambkin’s work is concerned with capturing the artist’s both physical and mental space in a very Bachelard-ian sense. Mr P and others have touched upon this in their reviews of Lambkin’s work, and even though “Abersayne” may initially appear as a simple pop exploration, close listening suggests that Lambkin’s singular view of space is still at play here. The whooshing background noise on the track almost suggests that it could’ve been a continuation of Lambkin’s car recordings. Knowing Lambkin’s affinity for appropriating and obscuring samples/sound sources, the guitar that carries this track could easily be from some unknown source. Perhaps, like Lambkin’s work on Amateur Doubles, “Abersayne” is the composer’s attempt to recreate a particular moment in an undefined space when a fragment of music emerged as a joyously song-like soundtrack to him. Or maybe, “Abersayne’s” song-like qualities function as the choral samples do on Salmon Run, forcing the listener to register the physical space in which he or she is listening to this musical excerpt, in the way that Lambkin does in his usual mental space. One thing is for sure, though: the lo-fi spatial ambiguities of Lambkin’s work coupled with their sheer beauty make for works that never fully lose their mystery and warrant repeat listens. “Abersayne’s” warped pop makes for one of the most mysterious and lovely spaces that Lambkin’s created yet.
“Abersayne’/’Attersaye” is out now via Kye Records. Check out “Abersayne” here:
3:33 & Cannibal Ox
The Bicameral Vein
One of only four hip-hop albums to crack the top 20 of TMT’s Favorite 100 Albums of 2000-2009, Cannibal Ox’s The Cold Vein stands today as one of the most groundbreaking and divisive albums in hip-hop history. A generation-defining masterwork, it can be viewed as a major step in the genre’s evolution, a biomech bull charge from past to future. Like an event horizon, it obscures for the observer the space between then and now. Cue strange, dark connotations.
Enter via orchestra pit 3:33, whose 7 Sets of 7 tape, released about one year ago, made ritual sacrifices of several modern-day classics in order to put their sickly reanimated forms on display like The Night Gallery. I say renanimated rather than remixed because (it sounds cooler and) when it comes to a song like Can Ox’s “Stress Rap,” there isn’t really much to mix in traditional rap terms. Unless you’ve direct access to the Definitve Jux recording archives, there’s no way to come across an official a cappella. The best one can hope to do is artificially isolate the vocal tracks, and even then, remnants of the original instrumentals will inevitably hang about like poltergeists in white noise.
So instead of trying to “remix” The Cold Vein, 3:33 have decided to pay homage the only way they know how: by blasting it with breaks and tones strategically culled from the abyss, that eerie aforementioned between-space. Stream/download The Bicameral Vein below and be wary of 3:33’s new double album The Bicameral Brain dropping October 29.
dil.withers + bessedof
Totally in a personal way, I see jazz and most improv as something based on body movement. Mainly, I find it involves how the music is “moving” the composer of sounds, and how the audience “feels” that movement. So, here it is: the super-moving second collaborative installment by dil.withers and bessedof. New tape is called NEWSUN(S), and this here [preview] video was made by another TMT big-deal musician, LAMPGOD.
Now, in relation to this new mix by dil.withers and bessedof, the movement of genres and mingling of beats and melodies clash the same way no shoes on a city dance floor clashes. It’s perfect in moment. Fleeting with intention. And definitely something these feet will repeat on down the road, but somewhere else. In some other way of life. As for the video by LAMPGOD, it presents NEWSUN(S) in the same speed it’s given sonically: something always in motion, but in tight snippets of this, that, and the skating on by.
NEWSUN(S) by dil.withers and bessedof will be for sale tonight (around 9 PM) on Bootleg Tapes, limited to 50 tapes, so prepare to move each moment as various as you can.
James Ferraro’s new album, NYC, HELL 3:00 AM, is a terrifying exploration into American decay, nihilism, and alienation. While Far Side Virtual’s themes were similarly bleak — its artificial ringtone jingles and boardroom music heightening the grotesquery of our simulated consumer society — it had an aesthetic approach that, at least on the most superficial of levels, felt comfortable and safe, sounds already so internalized that it barely registered as critique. NYC, HELL 3:00 AM, however, actually sounds like decay, nihilism, and alienation. It’s overwhelmingly dark, but incredibly emotional stuff.
Ferraro’s latest video is for “QR JR.,” and it appears to be a somewhat 11th-hour addition to the new album, the themes of which are laid out pretty clearly here. Check it out above (courtesy of V Magazine), look for NYC, HELL 3:00 AM this week on Hippos in Tanks, and catch him on tour if you can, too.