A latin flair is brought to face with a trumpet, and I am thrilled. Check out the playful body work! Shrieks of terror end this frightful soundfest. In the rear of the field were pictures of space shuttle. Classic. An ear-splitting 2001 Monolith sound had the skin on my face peeling back. Don’t expect to get a warm welcome, though – screeching feedback and drones erupt from your speakers as soon as you turn it on – pity the poor souls who cranked up the volume! This feedback lasts for a minute and 12 seconds, and just when you think it’s getting unbearable, a crushing riff tears it’s way through, followed by Dubin’s insane vocals, and more ear-splitting feedback. By the time the listener has heard the grating screeches and white noise at the beginning of Pieces of Quiet, it refuses to retract its talons until you’ve sat through all 56 minutes of the closest thing to hell any human being will ever experience while alive. He ran the label hEADdIRT, but has since gotten out of that, only to begin yet another label, a techno record label called Lo Fibre which no longer releases anything. The face that is pictured on the cover of the Godflesh EP is from a movie called Seconds (1965) featuring/directed by Rock Hudson (sp?) The face is shown during the first moments of the movie, from different angles. The songs were Love is a Dog from Hell and My Own Light.
Nitty Gritty Dirt Band at the Great Southeast Music Hall in Atlanta, probably 1973, Will the Circle Be Unbroken tour. Also with Todd, also ears ringing. I kid you not, the stage had a huge backdrop of an Easter Island-looking monolith. My hot girlfriend Paula drove us, and the drummer, who I clumsily interviewed, ogled her as she took photos for the piece. Split Enz at the Agora Ballroom, Atlanta, 1983. I came in during Jason’s set and almost had my face peeled off. Tegan’s parents had taken us a boat ride where we had docked at Sandy Point, a sandbar that surrounded a tiny island and was popular with boaters. I tilted my head back, towards the white-hot bulb of the sun. My face rested against her neck and I could feel the difference in temperature between our skins, hers felt mercifully cool against the searing warmth of my cheek. My face rested against her neck and I could feel the difference in temperature between our skins, hers felt mercifully cool against the searing warmth of my cheek. Her voice was ear splitting. Sounds that take you back, while keeping you firmly planted in today. New England’s Deep Send Records found their blend of Tampa death metal and Northern European black metal to be worthy of a full length, after the band gained notoriety for their demo in 2001 and self-titled EP from 2003. You Ever Get Punched In the Face For Talking Too Much? Move over Sweden – another band from The Netherlands has captured my ear.
Beery Method once again had the honors of developing and producing the visual architecture for Miami’s premier horror rock band The Hoy Polloy and their latest album Dancing With The Panther. The green gremlin-like character peeking around the ear of the panther head refers to the first track title of the album Little Vandals. A super passionate group of musicians have found their voice, a unique sound, and strive to continue to open doors to new levels of success through their musical passion. Splitting the duality of hero and a darkly death side to the film I split the cosmonauts face peeling back to reveal a skull. On their latest tape Spectre, though, Emit’s sound has morphed into something that more resembles some mutated, primitive 80’s darkwave being completely taken over by malevolent spirits. GULAGGH Vorkuta CD DIGIPACK CBR97 When I was first introduced to the entity known as Stalaggh a few years ago, the Dutch blacknoise maniacs crawled under my skin immediately. THEOLOGIAN The Further I Get From Your Star The Less Light I Feel On My Face CD DIGIPACK CBR87 The Further I Get From Your Star, The Less Light I Feel On My Face is the latest chapter from New York power electronics/synth-death demon Leech. Gnaw Their Tongues peels back additional layers of it’s bombastic horror to reveal moments of euphonic beauty more than we’ve heard on the previous albums. One such winged me back to a different post-code, to an England that like a translation almost was, to my muscular days that were marvellous being ordinary. It might have been heatstroke, the unfocused flame of desire for a name in a book, a face on the screen, the anonymous object of love.
She was packing for a flight back to Japan as she explained. The pages smelled of barbequed duck and peeled away from one another, leaving paper splinters on my fingertips. She handed me her black cocktail dress with the low back and the mid-thigh split that drove me crazy. Already I had loosened my belt two notches, the buckle wagging on my waist like a tongue. March 21, 2001. Fast and in-your-face punk, this is their finest hour- essential! 8 blistering new tracks from San Francisco’s finest purveyor of skin-melting speed and mind-altering psyche! Ever wonder what Motorhead mixed with the Heads would sound like? Now we know thanks to this brilliant followup to their Alternative Tentacles debut II Brand new on limited Blue & Black Splattered Vinyl! More Info. The band has just reissued it based on the original AT artwork! This Is My Fist, Shotwell, Abandon, and The Peels are here to bring back the spirit of 89′. In 1995, the Olympian monolith that is Sleater-Kinney rose and went on to wreak blissful havoc on rock fans’ eardrums (and hearts) for the next ten years. A New Wave (No Cities to Love, 2015) No Cities to Love’s greatest strength and biggest weakness is its consistency rather than discrete songs, the constant flow of riffage and angular detours just sounds like each successive song is a deeper-peeled layer from the one before. But this band has never come off like quitters, even when they split up. New music is due this week from Ramleh, En, Sad Horse, and Akkord, while old music is due from Fingers Inc. Schueler and Hopkins formed Vincent Over the Sink in 2001 and offered little in the way of heralded releases. After the strong reception of his split EP with Silent Servant, solo work for both Cititrax and Jealous God, and recent feature on the Cititrax: Tracks Volume One EP, Oliver Ho (also known for his Raudive alias) expands upon the themes in his earlier output. My mother wouldn’t buy me a drum because back then the situation in Jamaica was very tense. Sterling mouths these words silently, in the past, straight into my face. Peel back the skin on your tongue and just taste it, for example, in the desperate letters of Engels from Manchester to Marx in the London Library reading room, blood cutting loose from the designated arteries, system- builders sensing their nostrils filling up, caked with the stuff, frightened, seized, writing out ways to staunch the flow. And now William Blake sounds off in my ear; between the tiny length between the cup of the ear and the wind-pipe a text ends with, Note! This Angel, who is now become a devil, is my particular friend: we often read the Bible together in its infernal or diabolical sense, which the world shall have if they behave well. Amazing reissue of this 2001 EP of really punky black metal from Japan’s finest.
Christian Fennesz is probably best known for 2001’s Endless Summer, an album of processed reflections on the Beach Boys. Fennesz has demonstrated a sympathetic yet adventurous ear when supporting vocalists. Back to the future, 2004: the digital music scene is in full stream. But just below that ebb and flow is a distinct and gorgeous strumming, something for the present and familiar that sinks into my skin and makes the unknown an appreciable entity.