Ruckzuck – Dynamic Equilibrium Redefined

This one is from when I was scrolling through the aforementioned wishlist and saw this, which isn’t actually that far down it. Nonetheless, I had zero memory of putting it there so I played it to try to jog said memory.

Now, memory remains un-jogged. None of the songs sounded like something I had actually heard before, so I doubt I’d heard it on the radion,and I had zero idea of this band at all, so what made me add it to the wishlist will probably remain unknown to me forever and ever amen. But I’m glad I did. This is very pleasing indeed. They sound like one of those bands who don’t take themselves uber-seriously yet want to make some bloody good music nonetheless.

It’s got more of a ‘classic’ psych rock feel, by which I mean it sounds more like the late 60s psych explosion than most of what I listen to, but they do it very well. It doesn’t sound like pastiche to me, rather that they just happen to like making this particular type of noise. And why would anyone make noise other than that which they want to make?

One Unique Signal – Aether

So a while ago I bought ‘The Drift‘ by these (did I post about it? I don’t remember doing so) which is wonderfully hypnotic and is kind of my go-to album for when my playlist only takes until about 20 minutes before I hit the hay; it’s a perfect EP for that sort of gap, especially the closing track.

But this is an entirely different beast. I suspect the line-up was different. Maybe they were jamming with peak-Oneida, as that’s who I kept thinking of when I was listening to it. And because of that, I love it. I think it might be one for more in the midst of a hectic playlist, though, rather than the wind-down before bedtime.

And I love the cover.

Sula Bassana .​.​.​And The Nasoni Pop Art Experimental Band​-​Vol​.​1

This here dates from 2006 and is a remastered version, though I would be lying if I said I knew about the original.

This can be filed under ‘psych-rock’ for those of you who like to file things under headings. It’s not much like Electric Moon or most of his solo stuff; indeed, this seems to be a kind of super-group of the era, although you can label any musical collective where the members all have different histories a super-group if you want to. Do you want to? I’m not going to. That way madness lies. Also, this is how words/phrases lose their meaning.

The title, of course, implies at least another volume.

Pärson Sound

I know I’ve used this name a lot in past posts when attempting to point signifiers to other artists, so you may be wondering why I’m posting this like I just discovered it, or something. Well, I just discovered it, or something. Discovered that it had been made available on Bandcamp, anyway. How long it’s been here, I have no idea. It’s not as if I keep a list entitled Albums I Like That Are Not On Bandcamp and regularly check for changes like some kind of librarian checking to see if Ebooks have become available for old print books that happen to be on reading lists (that does happen, and probably not just where I work).

So, for mind-bending psychedelic rock, this is ground zero. I wish I thought of that line but I didn’t; however, it sums up this album so well that I thought I’d nick it. When I first became aware of this in 2010 or so it truly astonished me, particularly the 29 minute Skrubba which actually fades out, can you believe it! I mean, how much longer did they actually jam that for?

So this is the only album by this artist, though they incarnated with mild variations in name and personnel over the next few years. But if only one album is your legacy, then why not make it the ur-psychedelic rock album?

Firefriend – Fantasma

Firefriend have become a very reliable band. I love their quite hazy version of psychy-pop. Narcotic pop I think I’ll call it. Not that I know what narcotics are anymore. Or pop for that matter.

There are some bangers on this, bangers within the Firefriend frame of reference, that is.

Also, this is shouting very loudly about being considered for me spending some money this week.

Las Cobras – Selva

So the other day when I went to the Cardinal Fuzz page looking for an album, I should actually have gone to Fuzz Club Records. Are they by any chance related? I think we should be told. After all, they’ve never been seen in the same photo together.

It says ‘London,’ only ‘London’ on the bandcamp page. I can be amongst the more stupid members of our race sometimes, but I strongly suspect Las Cobras don’t originate from London. I bet that’s actually Fuzz Club Records HQ. A quick and dirty net search suggests Uruguay, marking them as the first Uruguayans (to my knowledge) to land in this parish.

It sometimes puts me in mind of 80s stuff like Jesus & Mary Chain, that kind of genre, a name I do not know and do not care to. There’s been a through line of that thing all the way up to the present day so this isn’t a throwback, I’m just feeling too stupid to think of any other examples at the moment. Some of the tunes are proper good, though, and as an album it is an excellent thing to listen to.

The Janitors – Noisolation Session vol​.​1

I actually went to the Cardinal Fuzz page looking for something whose name I’ve totally forgot, and remembered that I played this last night and it rocked. Can’t find the thing I was looking for, though. Have to wait until I’m back on the work PC.

The Janitors have grown on me. I don’t think I was initially impressed, but this one hits the spot, and hits it good.

The fact that I myself have just finished some self-isolation is entirely unrelated.

Moths & Locusts – Helios Rising

There’s only one thing about this that annoys me. The digital mailout I was lucky enough to receive for this has all the song titles in shouty caps-lock. Do they live on Twitter, or something? Its triggered an OCD I didn’t realise I had. I’m a-gonna have to rename the files. When I’m not busy, anyway. That day may come.

There’s a whole bunch of stuff I got from Cardinal Fuzz, actually, and much of it is rather good. They seem to have sold out of all their records, though, so I’m trying to find relevant links where you can actually get the album in question if you feel so inclined.

 

 

Flowers Must Die – Återbruk

Okay, I’ve just hypnotised myself listening to this.

When you do boring spreadsheet stuff, which involves a lot of repetition, then trancey minimalistic music involving a lot of repetition is really the thing. I mean, really the thing.

Of course, I like that sort of thing anyway. Maybe that’s why I ended up doing the sort of work I do.

Their ‘Greatest Hits‘ from a while back does exactly this too, especially the 55-minute closing track.

I want to live in a universe where a 55 minute trance is genuinely a greatest hit.

 

Velvet Elevator – PRĪNCIPIUM

Parameters are for amateurs

On some deep level of consciousless, I think I always knew that

Satan has jumped up, onto the bandwagon. You can personalise your hell, for the ultimate end-user punishment experience! Of course, you’ll have had plenty of practice in western civilisation beforehand.

All my theories of life keep getting invalidated
so I seek shelter from the reality storm
and I knocked on the door
of the Ivory Pyramid
“I have a treatise,” I yelled, politely
and that was the last truth I ever spoke

More helpful definitions: world music – music that was made somewhere in, and is very much part of, this world. Insinuates that the sort of music not falling under this umbrella is in fact not of or with this world. Bit like the culture which makes such music, which clearly thinks its above the world, and that the world is merely a resource for making profits out of.

Temple of Meme

It’ll cost ya yer posture

Meaning is another form of reductionism