Paintings For Animals – Sun Psalms (House Of Alchemy)
A new killer tape on House Of Alchemy from Painting For Animals, some dude who calls himself Pær Svn, which may or may not be a legitimate name in another language? I don’t know. What I do know is that this is some deep shit, hardcore doom drones for cracking open the inner self. Two side long pieces, a psalm each for the Sun & Moon, two sides of the same coin, not exactly sonic opposites, conjuring the light & dark (respectively) but both definitely cemented in the underworld. Like Phurpa or Zurvan or any of those tantric minimalists, Thee Body Ov Worship is full of densely immobile darkness, slow drifts of blackened feedback and incessant rumbling, meditative buzz & hum that bores deep in your skull, all penetrating, ever present, and as welcome as an infinite sleep at journey’s end. Totally fucking awesome. Nothing quite like this. The tape is limited as tapes usually are, but is still available as far as I know. If not, head to PFA’s Bandcamp and pay whatever you want for it or anything else in his back catalog.
Grashopper – With Diamonds (House Of Alchemy)
House Of Alchemy has been super kind to us here, they reissued this super limited tour-only tape from 2009 and the world is a better place for it. Grashopper is a trumpets/electronics duo making some crazy fucked noise drones on the free jazz spectrum. There’s two side long pieces last a little over 10 minutes each, the first leaning heavy on the drone, with searing static and shrill tones that sounds like their trumpets are in flames. Surface of the sun type stuff, or rather, Icarus style, too cose, definitely, but only close enough to melt your face instead of total incineration. The B side is a bit more frantic, it starts out with an old sample of a guy grashopper telling a little girl what his music sounds like in various moods, “And when I’m sad, it’s like this…” and then Grashopper comes in with some pulsing high end grit, heading into some spacey shit, waves & rays shaking their fist, trumpets dancing in the cosmos. Totally fucking cool, and although The House has graced us with another round, it shan’t last long. Only 100 copies of this bad boy and it’s been out since sometime last year. You do the math.