Phil Elverum, a.k.a. the best thing that’s ever happened
to music, has just released the first track off his upcoming album, Clear Moon. Both the album and its forthcoming companion LP, Ocean Roar, were recorded at The Unknown, Elverum’s new recording studio (a “de-sanctified church” in Anacortes, WA). Hear how it all sounds in “House Shape,” and look for Clear Moon on May 22 via P.W. Elverum & Sun.
• P.W. Elverum & Sun: http://www.pwelverumandsun.com
Western metereology geeks/Google users won’t need telling that March 20 was, for those in the northern hemisphere of the obscure planet “Earth,” the time of the vernal equinox.
How appropriate, then, that Newcastle’s über-hip, über-mysterious underground acidtechnodisco label Signals has just brought out this storming four-tracker from Danny Wolfers — a.k.a. Legowelt, a.k.a. Franz Falckenhaus, a.k.a. Danny Blanco, a.k.a. Gladio, a.k.a. Dickie Smabers & the Moerwijk Crew, a.k.a. Seaside Houz Boys, a.k.a. Venom 18, a.k.a. Florenza Mavelli, a.k.a. the Psychic Stewardess, a.k.a. Raheem Hershel, a.k.a. Jackmaster Corky, a.k.a. Twilight Moose, a.k.a. Squadra Blanco, a.k.a. Phalangius, a.k.a. Sammy Osmo, a.k.a. Westside Box Savants, a.k.a. Polarius, a.k.a. Salamandos, a.k.a. Nacho Patrol, a.k.a. House of Jezebel, a.k.a. Klaus Weltman, a.k.a. Smackos, a.k.a. Danny Wolfers, one half of Catnip, one half of the Chicago Shags, one-fifth of Legopel, one half of Macho Cat Garage, one half of Los Hermanos Rodriguez, one half of Smackulator, one half of Trackman Lafonte & Bonquiqui, one third of Mr Clavio — packed full of what the man himself would probably refer to as “moody, arcane, tape-smudged, ghetto North Sea houze trax and raw, dirty, nefarious, autistic, Detroit unicorn, forest-techno futurism. And when I say ‘techno’, I don’t mean that boooooooooooring contemporary shit they call techno nowadays, with over-rated, talentless, pretentious, douchebag, cunt DJs playing a few halfassed dumb mongo beats and being all arty fartsy about it.”
Lock the door, close the curtains, turn off your phone — and get gloomy with the reeeal shit. A storm’s coming. Buy the 12-inch here.
“Live at Fountain Art Fair” [03.10.12]
The only proper way to fist pump is with your pinky stiff to the sky. Now, I’ll say this until 2013, but this is the year of mixtapes and straight bass (IMO)! Here, instead of drone or bathdub or doom, Bass Control (a.k.a. Dennis Sebayan, not sybian) subtly crushes a non-stop grind of bass-pops for the avant-garde found art community. But that was just an occasion (full of Pioneer DJM-900NEXUS love and acoustical airplane hanger resonating echos). As soon as the warmth hits, Bass Control rips through the winter-window plastic covers and drags ya out the apartment, dancing and screaming. And he don’t give a fuck; he’ll serve the whole NYC progressive house community with rays of FUCK YOU LET’S DANCE. Ain’t no smoke and mirrors. Just straight jam. Check it, this set ends because of recording issues. Bass Control is never finished. What’s that? A slice of Miami? At Ultra Music Festival this weekend? Yeah, brahhh. Bringing that NYC to Miami on the Eco Village stage starting at 7 PM to keep your Saturday night moving. Oh, you won’t stop? Mia Lounge from noon to 5 AM will continue to wick and light ya ass on Sunday.
• Bass Control: http://www.facebook.com/pages/DJ-Bass-Control/300727791199
• Creator Entertainment: http://creatorentertainment.com
Lithic Fragments [excerpt]
Daggg, sleeper hit! I purchased the Tigerbitch and Sudden Oak cassettes off Brunch Groupe and to this Lithic Fragments came too, and it’s way full of win. I mean, to the naked listener, this sounds like being naked listening to music. But if you listen for awhile, closely or not, you’ll hear bends and wobbles, rhythms forming and disintegrating, and tones that’ve always been and never heard. Lithic Fragments is quite the journey through sound and patience. What’s this? Fucking heat into sound? Also, the tape is in foil, so be careful not to scrape it (like I did) on the inside of your portable. Actually, that’s the only problem I see with Lithic Fragments. Other than that, it made my shelf. One. Long. Steady…
• Brunch Groupe: http://www.brunchgroupe.com
One Hitter Wonders: A Collection of Song Poems [preview]
Ever thought of writing a song for a bunch of lo-fier musicians? Well, this is pretty much it. The project launched in the winter, I believe. On Culture Dealer. Which, I wrote an e-mail to the dude (who’s this dude) when the idea launched, axing him if it’d be solid to write a Chocolate Grinder post for this collection, and then turn the post into a song ON the collection. Awesome idea, right? Your response will be as loud and clear to me as his was. ‘_’ At least he made a solid business model and gave it a slick title: One Hitter Wonders: A Collection of Song Poems. But, I mean, $7 a song, and then it’s sold later as a $5 collection cassette? That’s brilliant. Blows Bored Fortress and split tape clubs out of the water. Feel free to scope what other listeners have to say on One Hitter Wonders: A Collection of Song Poems. Bottom line: it’s a funny idea!
• Culture Dealer: http://culturedealer.com