Тихие улицы Греты Гарбо – Это был понедельник​.​Я превратился в собаку

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Me neither.

So, Russians have a way of doing buses in a different way. The Тихие улицы Греты Гарбо bus has just one stop on the journey, although it’s a big stop and really contains two stops when you ride the journey it offers. The first five minutes of the journey are an actual song and the second 11 minutes of the ride are a different thing altogether, really, but by God! Most effective.

They only seem to do one stop rides. It would be good to take a journey on one of their buses with a larger number of stops.

 

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Vago Sagrado – Vol. III

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The theme for this week is buses, as I have a week off work just because. This means I get to ride many more buses than usual.

The first of this weeks buses comes from Santiago, Chile, a country rightly famous for Follakzoid and also for sounding like a cold place whilst simultaneously  sounding like one of my very favourite hot foods of all time. Almost all of my stir fries have chopped chillies in them. I particlarly like the ones called Birds Eye Chillis though they do not look like birds eyes, or even mass produced frozen food. Maybe a native of Santiago would find my attempted humour even less funny than my usual peer group do.

This is what comes of looking at many buses.

So this bus has a picture of some old ruins on the front. I don’t know what to make of them. Nothing, I suppose. They’re ruins. Let them be. Let them fade with all those other failed constructs from past times and spaces, a reminder of something you never knew in the first place.

This bus sounds like it’s motoring along smoothly, and the journey it takes you on is a pleasant one. It doesn’t get in your face with how much of a good bus it is, it just drives along at an appropriate speed for the environment in which it travels through.

I heartily recommend this bus to all who would take a bus journey.

Prima – Performance

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Yo means yo

On this page the word happened

Kiss my nerves
make them jangle

Fun things to make with discarded headless skulls: prophecies in a vacuum

A midsummer night’s defence mechanism

There’s a new horse in the area
someone tells me it’s a neighsayer

A wide field studied with a narrow vision is still a wide field, but will be poorly understood

The glories of the former are the burdens of the latter

The chair is king! All hail the chair!

There is no truth, so believe everything. Except for the outright lies.

This room has many corners
not all of them are dark
it’s the lighted ones that hide the most

I just need to know how to get to the roof
the trouser snake paused in his commotion

I used to be a siren
sitting on a rock

Please don’t step on the cracks in my soul.
It makes them that much harder to repair

Please don’t drive wedges between the gaps in my personality.
The holes are harder to fill when occupied with foreign bodies.

People who consider themselves untouchable need to be touched more often

Actually, I’m trying to de-cipher you

Dead Sea Apes – Recondite

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Tomorrow has broken down. Please wait with today until tomorrow can be repaired. Yesterday is currently closed for refurbishment, and cannot be opened at present. Please remain with today until tomorrow is open.

Where is my universe? I asked. Exactly where you left it, came the reply. Only it’s not there, that’s a different universe entirely, said I. Are you sure? I was asked. But it looks the same, was insisted. Oh, it’s not, quoth I, I know my universe when I see it. But what’s the difference? Oh, no difference. It’s just not the same universe. It might look the same, it might have the same constituent parts…
…but try getting in it.

 

In Zaire – Visions of the Age to Come

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Chainsaw in a cavern, itself the size of Enki, is summoned to the prince, because he wants to climb a tree. It’s not to say he’s done it, as achievement doesn’t matter, and its not to claim the summit, as he wants to cut it down. And no-one else will follow, because he is the prince. But the cavern claims possession, on the tree and on the chainsaw, it can hear reverberations, that’s what it listens for. The rhythm of murder is summoned again, it’s greatest hits trotted out from inside, it’s first and last are always the same, the circle is trembling and no-one will notice. He substituted death for a different kind of ending, a muted transformation that to eyes will look the same. Reflected multi-facets keep the maelstrom looking busy, but since it’s only dreaming, the chainsaw can return. And the cavern didn’t notice, it was tuned to a vibration that was selling different waveforms to a different kind of light. Henceforth it tried to end itself and hope the story stabilised but constant repetition turns into new ideas. And new ideas are crazy, they are always asking questions, though the Oracle retired and they just hang in the air. The air, it’s worth repeating, is one more time from fusion, and the further here you take it, the quicker it will come. Be ready for what hits you though it isn’t real and you won’t feel it.

Gnod – Just say no…

gnodIn complete contrast to the previous two posts, here we have a whole heap of ‘AAAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!’ aimed right at your face.  And what a fine heap of grumpy-old-man stuff it is, too. Mind you, they’re probably a bit younger than me (I’m 46).

Gnod have made it their recent mission to try and re-politicise the alternative music scene. My own feelings on this are mixed because I have to admit I’ve never seen a tsunami turn back because of protesters on the beach, but that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t be encouraging people to pull their heads out of their ****book feeds and actually look at the world around them and try to re-engage with other actual people, instead of relying on some commentator you will never meet to tell you that things are actually one way that suits them better than you. Also, people are actually nicer to each other when they talk to each other instead of when they argue on the internet, a pastime which only brings out one thing in people and that is the worst.

It reminds me in spirit of the last great outpourings of political music that I was aware of in the 1990s, particularly around the Criminal Justice Act that came in around that time. One of the main reasons for my mixed feelings is because the discontent from those times was one of the main reasons for Tony Blair, and I don’t believe I need to explain why we don’t want a repeat of all that, now. For all that we decry the current wave of so-called populism, it seems it was alright when he did it. But now I’m going all political and frankly I should leave that to this album, and I’m also giving the impression that I think political music is mistaken when I don’t actually think that at all.

So anyway, musically speaking, this is five tracks of loud done in the way that Gnod do loud, which is to say very well. There is rhythm and groove as is their wont, loud guitars, snarling guitars and vocals, and, er, well. You get the message.

I also wouldn’t be at all surprised if you weren’t to see this on a t-shirt or ten before the year is out.

But whilst we’re talking Gnod, I’ve also just discovered The Somnambulist’s Tale from 2012, which is completely at the opposite end of the sonic spectrum from this and demonstrates just how fucking good they have always been. And did you notice that I asterisked a particular web-resource, but left the word ‘fucking’ uncensored? Have it.

Sargent-Major Waffle

Or: here are some things that are not albums, or maybe they are.

athalcSo, we likes Hey Colossus, we do. And earlier this year they did something right out of the 90s, they released a single backed with 2 ‘remixes’ (strictly speaking, ‘versions.’) And what versions they are – the version of In Black and Gold is like a deconstructed drum’n’bass / free improv mashup, whilst the 11 minute re-take of Wired Brainless is pure repetition bliss, with added electronic noises (I can’t tell whether some of the added noises are vocals that have been very harshly treated).

Oh, and the actual single track isn’t half bad either. Go here and listen.

Rise of the Echo Drone seem to be largely doing Ep’s. Since I last mentioned them, another couple have hit the wires and they are definitely worth checking out. sotdThey seem to have camped in a field which touches on psych, shoegaze, dreampop, electronica, tribal rhythms, that 90s techno that included people like The Orb, and sensual vocals. Needless to say, I’m a bit hesitant of trying to reduce them to one sonic label. I also want to draw your attention to this track off one of the ep’s for two reasons – Milo used a shorter excerpt of the same Lennon speech on the second Patterns of Faith album (which I can’t currently link to because it’s no longer available anywhere), and secondly because seriously, listen to what he is saying. It is really very simple, a bit scary, and very liberating.

nunsValerio Cosi seems to have dug out many collaborations and older works for his Bandcamp. You won’t like everything unless you happen to like every single instance of recorded sound, anywhere, ever, or maybe I’m just narrow minded. My favourite is the split single he did with Fabio Orsi (their collaborative album is also worth your time). Sadly he has yet to put up Heavy Electronic Pacific Rock – maybe he is not at liberty to. One of the greatest albums ever made, that is, to this mind, but if you like that kind of mind-bending psychedelic-jazz  featuring saxophones with tribal rhythms – and who doesn’t? – then you’ll also want to check out Pulga Loves You.

iiiAlso, Rakta.  When I first typed this paragraph, I typed ‘They have also not yet done another album but have put out some songs.’ So I go to do the links, and the page for III – which was roughly two songs long when I bought it –  now describes what is either an album or a long EP. Ditto, Intencao had one track and now has two, and there’s Rakta em Transe as well. Odd marketing. However, the Rakta energy is still very much present, and they still tag their cavernous sounding tribal post-punk as ‘World Music.’ Love it.

 

zeissElectric Moon – two and a half hours of live psychedelic jams. Technically it’s an album, yes. You are no doubt different to me, but I am unlikely to listen to it all in one go, because two and a half hours, and that’s why I’m not treating it as an album. Anyway, I didn’t write this post to be argued with. Just go and listen to it. Whilst I’m on the subject of Electric Moon, bass player and graphic designer Komet Lulu put out this song, and this also comes with a hearty Soundbergs recommendation.

mnmlsAlso, when I did the Menimals post, I mentioned that there may be another album with the same title and opening track and yet be a different beast altogether? That there is. It is also very, very good, and I invite those of you who enjoyed the first of their self titled albums to go and listen to the second.

Little tidbit – I did my first ‘general chat‘ type of post on July 28th 2015, the second one not long after. This here third instalment is brought to you by July 29th 2016. This was not consciously intentional. I wonder if it’s a time of year thing?