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with throats as fine as needles s/t $12 Deep inside an abandoned bunker on New Zealand's north island, With Throats as Fine as Needles have perfected their craft. On this, their debut CD release, the group has expanded to a quartet. Birchville Cat Motel's Campell Kneale and Pseudoarcana chief, Antony Milton, have joined forces with James Kirk (Sandoz Lab Technicians, Gate) and Richard Francis (Eso Steel) to create a claustrophobic, organic web of massive drones. Everything on this CD was recorded outdoors with battery-powered instruments. Underneath the ground, the quartet burrows out their own cavern, bouncing sounds off the walls until it becomes a singular, solid mass. Each gently sculpted tone floats in humid air. The music is saturated with the dirt and grime from a million a years of human history, wailing out in unison like an excavation turned exorcism. With Throats as Fine as Needles are your guides through this aural fog. Co-released with Ohio's Students of Decay imprint. Reviews for previous release, "Czechoslovakia": "Czechoslovakia" is the debut CD-R from With Throats as Fine as Needles, the duo of Campbell Kneale and Pseudoarcana head honcho Antony Milton. Their work together is more claustrophobic than either usually sounds in various solo guises, which makes sense given these extended drones were captured in abandoned bunkers and tunnels in the hills of Wellington. The end results, comprised of a variety of mostly undescernable noise generators, are compelling slabs of grimy minimal feedback doled out as constant piercing organ tones and feedback with sculpted tones gently floating in and out of the mix. Amid this, dripping sounds and hushed vocal mumbles can be heard, but it's mostly impossible to tell just what's doing what. It's as if the very caverns themselves are moaning, and in some cases groaning, too. The results are relentless void scapes lent a damp resonance via the recording environments; the kind of ominous emenations that easily saturate the mind/body at high volumes and render the listener prostrate in the best way. The natural reverb only further enhances this dense, occasionally harsh, aural fog. - Lee Jackson |
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