NOW: EAGLE ALTAR/bugskull, andrew coltrane, ophibre, america reads, niggas with guitars, knit prism, air rings vol. 1, & emuul.
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still: individual copies of skull bundle tapes available. eight volumes available. 20 copies of each - all of them nearly gone!
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celer "rags of discontentment," ALTAR EAGLE "vintage cats," blue sabbath black fiji, sacred basil, pine smoke lodge, s. r. hess, dylan ettinger & more
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finally done, this little split guy has been on the books for a while. EAGLE ALTAR offers up a thanksgeever slice of synthed out space. barely methodic, crawling along linear lines we search for hooks in the frozen undergrowth. hypnotic on some level, but always a good time.
bugskull gives us three dishes from the "communication" sessions that had to be cut from the final album to fit it on vinyl. more glowing electronic reverie that fades into the background, turning it into pure, psyched-up magic. good times again. edition of 100, pro-dubbed.
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AC brings his bag of toys back to oklahoma, but this time goes back in time and pulls out a total war bomb from the archives. heavy electronics and thick, bleeding walls of synth skronk are just what you need after a long weekend of drinking with the fam. it feels like there's some serious guitar riffing trying to find its way out of this electronic hell, but half the time there's no fucking telling what's going on here. it's everything all at once. coltrane goes to eleven. i don't even know. sax blasts come in from the deep, sourcing new megacreatures that don't just want your blood, they want your fucken soul.
rusted factories breaking down never sounded so damn good. hell, if this isn't cathartic, i don't know what is. edition of 70, pro-dubbed.
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ophibre is the main project of benjamin rossignol and "basil forests" is another impressive chapter in an ever-growing collection of killer releases. baseline electronics permeate your skull, ripping open a seam just wide enough for the shimmering guitar drones to sink in. it starts of slow and methodic, but eventually builds into a spiralling mess of sound. this sucker gets pretty fucken heavy even with the high frequencies peeling all that rust off yr brain. thick slabs of molasses will salve your wounds, but rossignol has no interest in letting you off that easy. big, meaty drones bring it all back home and settle you in for a long night of hell. aw yeah. edition of 70, pro-dubbed.
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a new series of 4-way split tapes of nothing but synth music. no guitars found here. suffice to say, pretty damn excited about these puppies. volume one features a side each from each raven brother, oklahoma flight, and our favorite resident LA goon. in other words, tape one has spare death icon planting sparkling palms and blasting off toward jupiter while charlatan hints at new ground to foray and busts a cold one. tape two, though, smooths things over with sovetskaya gone searching for bliss in bright green clouds and million mists settles the score on a bed of well-composed synthetic syrup. just what you need for these cold winter days. edition of 100, pro-dubbed.
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emuul's debut, "the ghostwood estates," was a codeine-drenched feast, and on his latest exploit "egeiro," you are wrapped even tighter in your cellophane blanket. minimal synth drones float lazily through the air creating endless sonic vectors. the brainchild of kyle iman, these sprawling pieces show an incredible restraint all the while sucking the listener deep under their collective spell.
both side-long tracks fit together perfectly. crackling tones deviate from the ghost notes underneath adding texture and references points if you're lost in the fog. this builds into an intense meditation that grows and grows until finally being killed by the sun. flip it over and you've got melancholy on phased waves of glass growing darker by the minute. beautiful. each soundscape is carefully constructed, artfully executed and soaked in the best stuff available. edition of 72, pro-dubbed.
it's definitely time to throw a party and bigger insides is your guest dj for the night. we first met chris thorne many moons ago when he appeared on "gold leaf branches" (as snake oil) and then reconnected recently as his new band, tan dollar, and new solo project (THIS) were spreading their collective wings. so what's the skinny?
minimal beats and insanely catchy casios and synths battling it out in a neon pit of doom. except there's really not any doom, but sun-specked skies and silver streams. as it hops along, you feel as though you're being whisked away on a hot air balloon ride toward the pink horizon. thorne's ability to create songs that are full of pop hooks yet disjointed and feel as though they could fall apart at any second is a gift. bigger insides: ready to throw down. edition of 70, pro-dubbed.
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pink priest sheds his summer skin and heads home for another kick at the can. "east camden" is drenched in sepia-toned nostalgia like your favorite childhood blanket, held together by the flimsiest thread. keyboards bathe in rivers of fuzz with buried melodies reaching out from their dirt beds. put the industrial revolution to sleep, folks, and sing the night away.
"east camden" picks up where his previous digitalis effort left off. it's a familiar path trekked with new intentions and hopes. everything here is gasping for one last breath. edition of 80, pro-dubbed. art by danielle nemet.
a second subscription series is also coming together quickly. it will be a series of live tapes from peeesseye (six tapes in total) from the past few years featuring guests such as shawn e. hansen & stephen o'malley. 75 subscriptions will be available, tapes pro-dubbed,
we're accepting demos now. send tapes or cd-rs to the po box below. DO NOT email me mp3s!! i will just delete them and be annoyed at you for clogging up my inbox.
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