Shadow of the Metropolis
All of the woozy and warbled sounds of those old Strange Mountain releases have been lost under the gorgeous, hi(gher)-fi oppression of the Shadow of the Metropolis. Chicago’s finest Lillerne Tapes describes it as “the sound of your city streets at night,” but this isn’t like staring down at your feet as they drag through puddles, sending out waves of reflected neon lights from the signs of corner convenience stores and seedy bars. There’s a touch of hope here, I think. The skyscraper synth washes used are like the sensation of barely seeing the stars through all of the smog and light pollution. The steam rising from the (wo)manhole covers and cracks in the sidewalk dissipate by the second story of dimly-lit windows – smells like that part of the countryside where the downtown skyline finally dips below the horizon. You glance toward the past through the rear view mirror, blink, and slowly accelerate as you press on toward the eastern constellations disappearing into the heat of the sunrise.
Stream Strange Mountain’s Shadow of the Metropolis below, and grip the LAST TAPE of this loomer at Lillerne Tapes:
Magic Eye / Torn Hawk
“Bollywood” / “Blindsided”
Nah, this ain’t for a split. It’s a duel post. FUCK ON ME, yo. Hi!
To start, Magic Eye’s Babylon tape was supposed to be released Tuesday, and it’s Thursday, so just keep on waiting. Also, FUCK OFF the Not Not Fun team. Heard they moving locales and need a minute. Just chill and lax out HARD via Magic Eye’s single “Bollywood.” And what really helps center your imagination around this track is the SoundCloud tag Naked Haze. This track “Bollywood” is all that and more: standing at the peak, towering sunset/-rise, time hangs low and looms, dust everywhere, the blur of heat along the horizon, and just the most perfect breeze. Grip Magic Eye’s newest tape Babylon any day now on Not Not Fun, and feel the gravity of “Bollywood” streaming below:
As I said, yo: this a TWO-TIME post. [Writer’s note: never LITERALLY “said” that, no.] The front cover of Torn Hawk’s Through Force Of Will j-card shows the broken image of John Bender poppin’ off the rebel fist. I took that as directions for listening, and like a devoted fan of this track “Blindsided,” I’m sitting here at my desk, not working, typing this post with one hand, and clenching the other about two feet above me. So, this bit of the post is taking for ever. But (again), as the SoundCloud tag suggests, True Faith in Torn Hawk is entirely expressed in the freeing nature of his sounds. Also, so I don’t fester this post with back-story, scope out his amazing 2013 and side projects here while listening to the sounds of “Blindsided” below:
I feel like I was just slapped across the face with my brother’s Nintendo 64, MEMORY card, and EXPANSION Pak in tow. I played so much Wave Race 64 growing up. And this video for “Orion Beach” – from D/A/D’s 2013 Hausu Mountain release The Construct (first edition SOLD OUT, but you can preorder the second edition coming out next week) – takes everything great about that game and replaces all of the characters with some kind of Fighting Polygon Team -looking racers, as they jet around a tropical wonderland all cool-like, playing with crystals and makin’ shit happen. Erm, chillwave? I don’t know.
Thanks NPR for considering all of this song. I’m-a have to go dig out that six-four, yo. Yo, what? I sold it and all your games I borrowed JUST to pay rent? Sorry, bruhh.
Various Artists: Hi-Hi-Whoopee
Meili Xueshan I&II
Holy shit, we’re MAD late on writing about this compilation. A few of these fuckers featured here even sent me their tracks before this even came out. And I just slept on it. Mr. P even missed the e-mail. Or maybe it went into my inbox.
In any case, if you’ve been loyal to the TMT brand for the past two weeks, we are proud to present to you, dearest fan: Meili Xueshan I&II. Curated by the excellently named Hi-Hi-Whoopee, Meili Xueshan I&II features pretty much everything I love within the constant perpetuation of music these days. Straight up, just go through the tracklist. If TMT hasn’t covered an act/band/producer/musician/magician/artist on this compilation, chances are we will within the year. So, if you want to get ahead of even OUR game, start scouring the internet for unfamiliar names on this pup, ‘cause you’ll eventually read ‘em here.
I didn’t save seven pages of work yesterday during my nine-to-five, so there’s a few hours ahead of me today I’m TOTALLY not looking forward to participating in. To be honest, I was NEVER “lo0king forward” to doing this work the first time around. However, Hi-Hi-Whoopee’s Meili Xueshan I&II compilation will definitely help me hurdle this heap of an accident. Stream below and wig out:
• Hi-Hi-Whoopee: http://hihiwhoopee.tumblr.com
Nothing you say or do will stop him. Providence/Nashville-based “noise” and “techno” brutalizer Ren Schofield has weaponized his tape deck, delay pedals, and Roland MC909, and is on his way to destroy your brain right now as you read this. Let him through your front door. I do not recommend that you resist. The smoother his transition into your life, the smoother the liquified remains of your frontal and parietal lobes.
Container slams an old VHS tape into the center of your plasma screen. Through his sheer willpower, the TV accepts the tape. Nothing can prepare you for the playback. You think that your eyes glimpse factories, wheelchairs, escalators, computer screens, people fucking. As static overtakes the feed, static overtakes the beat. Three minutes and fifty-three seconds into the video, all of the electronics in your home set on fire. No regrets. You don’t know what to believe any more. Container walks out.
Adhesive is Container’s 12-inch release on Mute’s sub-label Liberation Technologies. Though your turntable has been reduced to embers, you buy the record. You make daily excuses to visit the homes of friends and family members with turntables, and you bring Adhesive with you. You stream Container’s Boiler Room set on your phone during dinner with your parents. You write angry emails to John Elliott demanding that the next Container LP drop immediately. You give yourself F-O-R-M A-L-O-G stick-and-poke knuckle tats. You have become a fresh and new incarnation of your previously whatever self and you owe it all to Container.