skeleton warrior - pornographic hologram - obsolete units - cass - 5$
One of the more secretive acts in the strange terrain of Florida-based noise makers, the always enigmatic Skeleton Warrior allow some more presence to take hold with this epic tape of bewildering glee. Pornographic Hologram very literally veers from speaker-damaging scuzz rock to amphetamine-ruined industrial pop to analog synth caterwauling to everything else in between. No spaces left untouched, and yet a distinct linking thread holds it all in place. A diverse and vigorous long-player made perfect for the adventurous.
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hells hills - little matter of death - obsolete units - cass - 5$
An aural hallucination of multi-manned brash and foggy ambiance, three pieces drift forever-penetrable with clouded vapors, dank electronics met with possible codes and all manner of using instruments both standard and near-imaginary for the greater good of providing ominous comfort. A much-needed documentation of a musical force with already infamous happenings in-the-flesh, Little Matter Of Death is the debut recording from the Brooklyn-based quintet Hells Hills. An echoing guitar dream eventually gives way to a piece of guttural vocal shouts punctuated by lost beats and the utmost pile of astral sounds. Ending on the flip with a staggering quarter-hour session of their harshest and most surreal strengths manifested live to some lucky attendees, Hells Hills punctuate with a drone-infused mission, yet always finds strange diversions and other bits of sonic paraphernalia to coat these songs with an unequivocally luminous stamina.
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millions - static and distance - obsolete units - 3" cdr -4$ sold out
David Suss is the sole party behind Millions, and his monstrously dense and overpoweringly gorgeous take on the peaks and valleys of drone is remarkable for a solo project. Overseeing a complex set-up of guitar, synths, and electronics, Suss uses this mini-CD-R as the platform for a 20-minute composition that puts emphasis on the brighter tonalities and absorbing euphoria that inhibits his oeuvre. Layers of unending haze and blissful noise hold power for the whole of this piece; followers of Matthew Bower and the VHF imprint need keep close watch.
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telecut powers - kiss the viper's fang - obsolete units - cass - 6 $ sold out
The occult-drenched fog of this transcendental duo hangs high on Fang. In the midst of generating a lauded trajectory of constant performance and resoundingly impenetrable mythology, the homemade boilings of analog-generated dread forage forward in the midst of perplexing discomfort and lo-fi tape ambiance. Some of the richest minimal synth work you're likely to hear; a must for Cluster and Demons fanatics. Bleak, bizarre, and entrancing.
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