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?

Raed Yassin – Archeophany

So, one of the things about no longer working from home is that I don’t spend so much time checking out new music. However, that doesn’t really excuse the length of time since my last post since I have about 10 albums I think should be shared widely, so the real reason is that I didn’t do any posts. Also, I moved house. Also, I spent time finishing off an epic project of my own stuff, which I may or may not write about at some point.

I discovered this through the Quietus. It is most experimental, most hypnotic, most droney, and, like an awful lot of stuff I post here, I have no idea where to begin describing it apart from what I have already typed. The opening piece doesn’t really prepare you for what comes after, but it does give a reason for the closing piece.

It does, at times, remind me of Malayeen, albeit that might be me being lazy because of relative geographical proximity.

Stara Rzeka and M. Takara – Live at CCSP

Both of these gentlemen have visited the ‘bergs before and by rights should probably visit more often but I’m not conscientious enough in doing new posts. Blame it on the new post-editing software which isn’t quite as intuitive as it claims itself to be.

So this release is a recording of a show they did after having only jammed for 90 minutes prior. The music itself is the best kind of improvisational maelstrom, hypnotic as all fuck. If you was down with the recent Gnod & João Pais Filipe collaboration, this may well be your thang.

Autotelia – I

I love this album whenever I listen to it, but it’s bang on perfect for these semi-hypnagogic states that my first couple of hours of each day tends to be.

This is that kind of mellow motorik kosmiche type music that is just totally trance inducing. An altered state all by itself.

I understand one half of Autotelia is no longer with us, which is very sad. This is some legacy, however.

Anna von Hausswolff – All Thoughts Fly

I must admit, when I read the press release from Southern Lord what did say that this was Anna simply playing the organ unaccompanied, no singing, nuthin’ (exact words, guv), I wasn’t filled with hope.

Maybe it’s because I had a bit of a beast of a last month, but when I did play it, all doubts vanished. It was, is, and forever will be perfect. It genuinely does not matter that her wonderful voice is kept in the cupboard on this album (no, it really was, she told me, she had a special box made for it and even provided it with a personal servant while she communicated with people via email, semaphore and carrier-pigeon).

Despite the strange ways my life has turned over the years, I don’t have that many regrets, even now, but one of them is not going to see her play in Leicester late in 2015 because it clashed with the night my ex-wife was going for a weekly visit to a friend and I didn’t think it worth the battle at the time. And then about a week later I got into her second album and really regretted it. Not fighting the battle, I mean. But then I always thought I’m a lover, not a fighter, except that’s been a rather bitter laugh over the last few years…

Enough of my woes, listen to the organ! (and there was me saying I don’t type much these days).

Paisiel – Unconscious Death Wishes

Whims, eh? There’s actually a fair bit I’ve discovered lately, but I’m on the wrong PC and have bad memory. Otherwise I suspect I’d bombard you with another buses series.

How often do I need to post the work of Julius Gabriel? Probably as often as he does it. Dude is properly on it. So is his partner in this maelstrom, João Pais Filipe, who you will also hear in the next post, equally maelstromic. Neologisms, eh? I love ’em. This is the musical equivalent.

This be the second Paisiel album, so I hope it means there will be more.

Tengger – Spiritual 2

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I had a thought nag me that I’d posted their first album, and indeed I had.

This one is nice and mellow, and was a perfect one to start the day whilst my brain still tries to remember what I do for a living. I’ve allowed my schedule to become such that the alarm goes off at 8.15 and I stumble downstairs, turn the pc on, make a coffee, begin work. I must admit I do miss the walk in in the morning, but I don’t miss getting up at 7ish.

 

 

Sunburned Hand of the Man – Jaybird

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I only have one complaint about this album. Some of the grooves just stop, like someone simply pressed ‘stop’ on the tape recorder. I can just hear them say, what, you got 16 minutes and 58 seconds (for example) of a most righteous groove! What more could you possibly want? Well, another 16 minutes and 58 seconds would be nice…

Its a live recording, so the awesome bass playing isn’t as prominent as it should be. But thats a trade-off, I bet if they went into the studio proper for this it would never turn out like this. It might be just as good, but it wouldn’t be like this. And I must admit, I like this. Much.