Prurient
Through The Window

I think we can all agree that the summer album of 2011 was Dominick Fernow’s Prurient release Bermuda Drain. I don’t think there’s a one of us who can say that we didn’t hum along to his tortured screaming on “A Meal Can Be Made” or drive to the beach blasting “Palm Tree Corpse” (with its sun-soaked spoken word chorus of “If I could/ I’d take a tree branch/and ram it inside you”) . And seriously, who didn’t make out with their summer crush to “Myth of Sex” at least once?

Well, the good times are back, my friends! It’s been a while since we’ve gotten a proper Prurient release, but Fernow’s given us plenty to tide us over with his cassette releases, collaborations, and a bunch of work from those other projects of his. Fernow’s latest bears some similarities to the John Carpenter-meets-Wolf Eyes aesthetic of Bermuda Drain, but overall, Through the Window is another beast all together. There’s a significant sense of restraint on this release compared to Bermuda Drain’s synth/vocal/feedback pummel. A perfect example of this is the slow-burning, 18-plus-minute title track that consistently builds tension without ever providing release. The other two tracks have a similarly excellent ebb and flow while grooving unlike any of Fernow’s other Prurient releases to date (even the noise-ridden “Terracotta Spine” keeps a minimal pulse throughout). All of this is sure to make Through the Window the next go-to beach party record of choice for summer 2k13.

Through the Window is out via Blackest Ever Black on February 25. Stream the record in its entirety via Pitchfork Advance.

• Prurient: http://prurient.bandcamp.com
• Blackest Ever Black: http://blackesteverblack.bigcartel.com

SAINT PEPSI

Empire Building

Shimmering in billboards, tiles, and pop-ups: SAINT PEPSI. Bling defined by the pearliest of whites. Dancing shoes flashing across the floor in steps that blend beyond visual smear, and stroke an image of streak on streak in sync with each beat. Beat after dime after dollar hailing into an infinity of currency from what? What is being sold here? Bring on the Empire Building. Hi: this here. Attention: products and people. AD: this is an advert about an advertisement. If there were bad press about it, SAINT PEPSI would come out on top. Like hitting a wall and gaining speed. And glasses as glaring as the color of oil in water. So, you take that, yeah? You bought it and it’ll be insignificant in months. WEEKS! Wait. You wait. Is Empire Building enough for you? Oh. Who am I talking to? What are they selling? Life. Background. A world? Let SAINT PEPSI sell you the world through Empire Building. You’ll find it has been there all along.

• SAINT PEPSI: http://saintpepsi.bandcamp.com
• fortune 500: http://fortune500.bandcamp.com

Machinefabriek

“Vergezichten”

If you’ve ever dicked around on an old Wurlitzer organ at an antique store, or practiced your sixth-grade piano recital on your neighbor’s shitty electric keyboard, or been to this website, then you’ve probably used drum beat presets.

To some of us, these drum presets (when they are in a keyboard instrument) exist so we can play Pachabel’s Canon in D in a bunch of funny rhythms and try to impress drunken friends. To others, they serve as the groundwork to build cutesy twee tunes. For Dutch musician Rutger Zuydervelt (a.k.a. Machinefabriek), built-in presets on a musical instrument are just another everyday noise, sounds of our planet that should be recorded as if they were a babbling brook or a tribal rain dance.

On his newest release, Vergezichten, Machinefabriek weaves in a whirly organ preset rhythm through layers of hovering ambience and rumbling bass tones, as if it were a rare field recording of a spontaneous, unique moment in time. Zuydervelt’s like bajillionth release is a 10-inch record out on March 15 from Alien Transistor, and comes with (as always) impeccably designed artwork.

• Machinefabriek: http://www.machinefabriek.nu
• Alien Transistor: http://www.alientransistor.de

Dahlia Black

“Fuck a Rap Song”

Dahlia Black is the sinister nom de plume for a new hip-hop project born from the twisted minds of two progressive beat makers. Blue Daisy, one of London’s most forward-thinking dubstep producers, has teamed up with South African d’n’b jockey Hey!Zeus for a sinister, bass-heavy banger that sounds like the type of thing Lucifer would bump in his Camaro. “Fuck a Rap Song” draws from both artists’ pitch-black palettes, thudding snare hits, squelchy bass blasts, and all. The video, meanwhile, is a trippy, cartoon-y take on the performance clip; Daisy and Zeus’ faces are covered with scribbled war-paint, and the lyrics flash across the screen in a frenzied shorthand. In just under four minutes, Dahlia Black hits the Manson-y sweet spot that most horrorcore rappers spend years trying to reach (remember when Game tried that?), and with considerably less effort, too. I guess creepin’ comes naturally to them.

• Dahlia Black: http://dahliablackgang.tumblr.com

Giuseppe Ielasi

“Rhetorical Islands”

Giuseppe Ielasi injects a bit of soul into complex electroacoustic algorithmic architectonic sound design. He has successfully transformed cement mixers into a sensual sound palette. He has turned sandwich protection into a rhythmic medley. He has manipulated bells and cymbals into an underwater symphony. But what he hasn’t done is compose an untitled piece for l’audible festival in Paris utilizing material from previous releases and with sleeves printed by Ben Owen. Until now.

Listen here.

• Senufo Editions: http://www.senufoeditions.com

Quicksails

“Institute’s Innards”

Ben Billington gets around. I mean this not only in terms of the numerous physical media bearing his name that sit on shelves or in tape decks out there. I mean he literally moves his body around Chicago and engages in The Scene, Man. Pay attention and you’ll probably catch him at The Empty Bottle or the Burlington or any number of relatively “underground” zones this week. Maybe he’s playing a solo set under his Quicksails moniker; maybe he’s splitting heads open on drums in Tiger Hatchery or more recently in Circuit Des Yeux’s live ensemble; maybe he’s just around, checking out whoever happens to be playing, living his life like a normal-ass human being. Next time you see him, say hi. Tell him how much you dig Pandava. He’ll probably give you a high five.

The newest Quicksails material lands in the big, knob-twisting hands of John Elliott, who gives Mayville Dream the lush LP treatment we’ve come to expect from his Spectrum Spools imprint. The textures of “Institute’s Innards” fit in right alongside the technicolor offerings of Bee Mask or Three Legged Race, fellow Solo Humans Ably Recording Dense Synth-y Music on Spectrum Spools (SHARDSMoSS, for short). But Billington approaches his compositions from a percussionist’s perspective: the squiggles and pentatonic leads spread out over a grid of beats and sequences, resulting in something slightly more song-ular than the average SHARDSMoSS experience.

Mayville Dream arrives on April 15th. Preorder the LP from Spectrum Spools. Keep Billington’s art alive. Support your local SHARDSMoSS.

• Quicksails: https://soundcloud.com/memorybomb
• Spectrum Spools: http://editionsmego.com/releases/spectrum-spools

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