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  • legendary hearts – music from the elevator – not not fun

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    Miasmic Melbourne new age prog duo Legendary Hearts (aka Andrew Cowie + Kieran Hegarty) first entered the public eye/ear in 2012 but their music has only grown more opaque with age. Music From The Elevator is their debut, originally released via the Dungeon Taxis label, and captures their chemistry in altered states of sprawl, symbiosis, and swoon. Six expressionistic oozes of infinity gauntlet guitar, slow-motion drum machines, and warped synthesizer, filtering in and out of focus, unfeeling neon seen through smoke or smog. Each piece reflects (and is named for) a different level of the structure, from the low-lidded fusion lurch of “Basement” up to skyline cosmosis vistas “Rooftop” and “Fire Exit.” Long-form, liquid, nebulous, and narcotic – Legendary Hearts walk a wavelength all their own, on their own. Remastered by Lawrence English in Brisbane, Australia. J-cards designed by Britt Brown.


  • sasha conda – bronco –

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    Bronco Stephenson – a man devoid of self doubt or the capacity for deep thought, but exceedingly effective in more carnal procedures. Armed with a solid gold hand cannon, a long territorial strut and a fierce addiction to adrenaline, inhalants and psycho-inhibitors, Bronco carves a path through The Palace Interior – a hyper-terrarean ultra mall the size of a city. A mecca of consumeristic glee where half-jacked vape junkies crowd the halls of The Walgreen’s Health Services Stratum, and The Plasticmen survey every square inch of marketable real estate.

    BRONCO is a concept album conceived and executed by Sasha Conda (sounds) and Patrick Scott-Walsh (words). BRONCO is available in physical form, including the 24 page short story by PS Walsh, from Not Not Fun Records. A .pdf of the short story is included in digital downloads of the album, available through this bandcamp.

    All sounds recorded and mixed by S. Conda and mastered by Neil Weir. Art by Keith Rankin.


  • topaz rags – the crown center – not not fun

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    Edition of 345, various colors of in hand screened
    sleeves.


  • magic eye – babylon – not not fun

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    Co-ed Edinburgh Nyquil-pop trio Magic Eye have always favored a faded, falling-through-clouds songwriting mode but Babylon filters their opaque space-echo shoegaze through new narcoleptic fidelities, birthing their best collection yet. Comprised of Alex (guitar/programming), Bek (guitar/vocals), and Roma (vocals), they suffered the rite of passage indignity of recording their first set of songs at an overly pro studio, rendering the results grit-less and dried out. Fortunately they regrouped, salvaged the stems, and methodically pieced everything back together into a lusher, degraded haze. Later takes of a couple of these cuts surfaced on last year’s Shreddin’ On Heaven’s Door cassette but the Babylon versions predate them, primordial heroin hanging in the sky, beautifully blurred, naked, and melting in the light. Mastered by Elvis Valentine. Artwork and layout by BB. Edition of 99.


  • pocahaunted ‎– emerald snake on ruby velvet – not not fun

    out of stock

    used

    Edition of 99 copies with dyed snakeskin swatches.


  • barn owl – from our mouths a perpetual light

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    warehouse find of this long oop nnf lp, still sealed
    Since first bearing witness to Barn Owl’s mythically desolate amplifier alchemy last year, we’ve been rabid fans/fanatics. But like lots of badass bands, BO are a rolling stone, heavy on the transformation tip, and the BO of today is an altered beast from the one that folkily fingerpicked Bridge To The Clouds and their self-titled disc way back when. And in case we’re not being clear: this is a beautiful thing. From Our Mouths A Perpetual Light burns with the sun-dead majesty of a Death Valley burial ground, all wasted waterless expanse and cracked earth smoke blowing in the dry wind. Heavy western drone revelations bleed into forlorn guitar drift, downcast percussion plods across the plain, a skull on its side lies in the sands. Evan Caminiti and Jon Porras have somehow flawlessly evolved Barn Owl into a blazing new universe, and From Our Mouths… is the first mission statement from their new spectral/aesthetic outpost, a stunning and timeless eight-song suite of grim cinematic electricity. Tune in, drop dead, rot on. In swank matte jackets with ‘four-armed demon warrior-yogi’ artwork by the band. Edition of 435 (275 on white wax, 160 on black).


  • severed+said – occlusions – not not fun

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    Jacksonville, Floridian John Touchton’s second release of ritualistic synthesizer music, Occlusions, is less soundtrack-ish than his last and hugely more sunken. The decision to blast his hardware through a trio of vintage amps before capturing it on the Tascam gives this set of songs a more physical aspect, thick throbs over signal buzz and low corridors of drum machinery. The pieces swerve from mechanical raga (“Black Shine Bright”) to tranced nightrides (“Death By Empire”) to Heathen Earth bass trenches (“Occluded”), but they share a processional heaviness and humid pulse. Six electronic stalker themes from under the shadow of dawn, the glow of gear the only light. Recorded in a warehouse in “the dark corners of Florida” in October, 2014 by Jeremiah Johnson; all instruments by John Touchton. Purple-imprinted silver metallic tapes in double-sided cathode-warp J-cards with images by Phantomphoton; layout and photography by Rebecca Rose. Edition of 100.


  • cankun – only the sun is full of gold – not not fun

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    Vincent Caylet’s state of mind as Cankun has always been sunburnt and woozy but, despite its title, Only The Sun Is Full Of Gold is his first to stray intriguingly into the shade. “I wanted to explore the melancholic aspect of my music, the wild side.” This motive comes through in longer, looser sections, more lurking melodies, and moments of heavier mood, communed through his ongoing language of snake-charmer guitar, heatstroked keyboards, and tribal dub electronics. As always his songs divide and diverge in unexpected moments, collaged from scattered burnzones of improvisation, until endings and beginnings become reversible. Among current French psychedelicists, Cankun’s home-rigged solar panels cast weird reflections, a warped, patient radiance. Long may it gleam. Mastered by Alex Nagle. Artwork as always by Valerian Marguery. Vinyl version on Hands In The Dark. NNF cassette edition includes a different track sequence, as well a bonus song, “Trezz.” Edition of 100.