Wasted Cathedral – I’m Gonna Love You ‘Til The End Of Time

I’m probably the last person to comment on the incongruity of artist name versus album title. I actually have nothing useful to say, other than that, to me, the combination is incongruous.

Meh. Regardless, the album is really rather good, and by really rather good, I mean excellent. My only minor quibble is that the short pieces are good enough ideas in their own right to be fleshed out further than they are, but as long as they’re good, right? Right.

The longer pieces are well trancey, which is something I’ve rattled on about loads before so I won’t again, except to say that if you want to lose youself in some monging drone, then this here is for you.

Dude here also does other things – The Switching Yard, The Radiation Flowers, and Shooting Guns.

I actually meant to post this the other day with those other two posts I did, but my mind went blank. There was also another one too, but that isn’t acyually released til the 23rd of this month and you all know how I feel about posting stuff that isn’t actually available yet. I’ll try and remember on the 23rd.

Dead Sea Apes / Black Tempest / Adam Stone – Dataland

This does not come up easily in a bandcamp search, let me tell you. As a librarian with some cataloguing nous, I suspect the metadata needs to be enhanced somewhat. Fortunately, you now have a handy link here, courtesy of me.

There is much to love with this, and much to resonate with despite the fact he keeps talking about TV and I haven’t watched TV in years. The deadpan vocals over the laid back motorik mid 90s vibe – no, we’re not talking Underworld, though I do like Underworld; it’s a way more hazy approach.

Apparently it was all done over data transfer rather than physical collaboration, yet it sounds very coherent.

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.

The entire Nest Egg discography

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I’ve been meaning to post their new(ish) album Dislocation since I got the mailout from t’Cardinal, but just, y’know, not got round to it. And the tab has been sat there waiting for me to do that thing. and I didn’t do it.

So what I did instead was listen to the other albums they had on their bandcamp, and it turns out they is all good, really good. Hypnotic and trancey with a fondness for also bringing the noise.

Of course, they aren’t aiming this music at me, despite the obvious disguise in dressing it up in so many of my favourite musical traits, the bastards. But they actually say this is for nihilists, and I am not a nihilist. Nothing is impossible (there’s a double meaning there, people; a clue that has been with us all along). So we’ll have to agree to disagree, philosophically, and just dig the music.

There’s more, too. But I’ll not post them all. Go and have a listen.

 

 

 

18th Day Of May – self titled

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Now, we all know that Assumption is the Mother of all Fuck-ups. However, piqued as I am by unusual artist names, I find myself assuming that they probably formed on an 18th of May. Otherwise, why that day in particular? Unless they pulled a date out of a hat. Depends if they have a hat. Most people have hats. I have a hat. Actually, 3. I count a baseball cap as a hat. Otherwise its 2.

They’re no longer active as an artist. I wonder if the date they decided to not be active – if decided they did – was the same, or different? Or did they pull that out of a hat as well? These are important questions!

Should you feel the need for something mellower after Banshee, this is your thang. Not unlike the equally intriguingly named Trimdon Grange Explosion.

Moths & Locusts – Helios Rising

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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.

 

 

Dead Sea Apes – Night Lands

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Dead Sea Apes and The Myrrors? (Well, Nik Rayne from The Myrrors). Get listening!

You’ll be horrified to know that I’m going to riff on the notion of subjectivity in the forthcoming words, both future and what is to come.

The reason for that is because subjectivity is brilliant, innit? After all, I thought of an answer to why it is that it isn’t just me that thinks time is speeding up. Everyone I speak to anywhere ever always agrees with me, isn’t time just whizzing by these days? I mean, the other day, I woke up, brushed my teeth, had a cup of coffee, played my guitar for a bit, had another cup of coffee, read a bit of the superb Latro in the Mist by the incomparable Gene Wolfe, had another cup of coffee, nipped to the shops to get lunch stuff for me and the kids, did lunch, washed up, did some drawing/doodling in preparation of my next album Influx Arena, did dinner, drunk tea, washed up, played guitar, programmed some drums, got my daughter to bed, played Civ for a bit, and before I knew it, it was time for bed! Just like that! Why, I mean, I barely even had time to blink!

Anyway, here’s the reason why everyone else agrees with me on this – you are all figments of my imagination. Therefore, if I think time is speeding up, then you’ll all think the same because why wouldn’t you?

Of course, you could all, and with just as much legitimacy, make the same claim towards me. And the annoying thing is, we’d all be equally right.

Abronia – The Whole of Each Eye

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I reckon I was Spanish, or at least mediterranean, in a previous life (totally a thing). That period of an afternoon between 1ish and 4ish is just not me at my best. It’s just coming up to 4pm now and I’m beginning to perk up a bit. Do you know how hard it is to stay awake and look at spreadsheets at the same time in normal circumstances? Well, what about when you should be having a siesta? What’s worse, I think I picked the wrong time to suggest that we Brits might want to consider some more European levels of humanity in our working lives…

None of which has anything to do with the music at hand. The music at hand is by someone who’s been here before. They’re just as good this time, if not more so.

Firefriend – Yellow Spider

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I would have posted about this last year when it was released, but I was a bit busy with an album or five. I shall now start paying attention to the mailouts that I get from nice people, but there still won’t be any quotable guff coming from me, let me tell you.

I was reminded of this album because Firefriend have a two track thing out now – do we still call those singles? I’m getting older and more confused. ANywho, one of the people who I follow on bandcamp bought it (one of the people who buys about 20 things a week; I mean, c’mon – how do you even do that?) so I came and checked it out and I did something I rarely ever do, I watched the videos for each track, mainly because the lack of sleep I promised myself at the beginning of this 10 day stretch without going to work is having  quite the spaced-out effect on my brain. The songs themselves are very good. The videos had a quite narcotic effect on me too, in their way, and seemed to suit the mood of the music despite their very low budget approach. But that might be the current state of my awareness for you.