Patrick EmmSleep Eater (YDLMIER)

 
More Boston on Boston love with this one. Emm is somewhat of a newcomer, although he’s still shown his awesomeness on his debut Mythics. This tape is a whole other beast, though. It’s dark as hell and full of sci-fi horror electronics, brittle contact mic static, clattery field recordings, and warped tape fuckery. These are the dark sounds that emanate from the recesses of your dirty basement. Sounds of paranoia & terror, swampy bubbling & eery chirps, didgeridoo electronic waves, muffled percussive field recordings, woozy synths, shrieking high end whines, haunted echoes from the shadows, heaving drones rumbling below everything. This tape is 100% cool and totally recommended. Perfect for all y’all scuzzy folks.


Sky BurialThe Cadence Of Collapse (Small Doses / Phage Tapes)

 
This is one book you shouldn’t judge by its cover because this one is fucking AWESOME (and that album art just ain’t my style). Michael Page, the dude from Fire In The Head, goes cosmic, with Threnody For Collapsing Suns comprising the middle of a loose trilogy (in between Kiehtan and the brand new Aaegri Somnia). This one is a huge slab of deep space. Black wind howling through wastelands, haunted humming power lines, an exploded galaxy’s worth of space dust dirtying up the place, synths ranging from demonic heartbeat pulses to zen drift euphoria, soothing shimmer next to brain stopping blasts and bleak industrial tension. It’s both dark & light, the sun in all its glory and the resulting black hole, with beauty scattered throughout. Only three tracks, clocking in at 50+ minutes, absolutely huge, sprawling to infinity. Black bliss kosmische for the next century.


Nicholas SzczepanikBlue (self released)

 
I wrote about Ante Algo Azul back when I received the first in the series. Now that it’s come to a close, I thought it deserved a little retrospective. To recap, AAA was Szczepanik’s 12 piece subscription series in which each month, he would send a 3″ CD-R with a single 15-20 minute track of his gorgeous new minimalism, each with handmade individual packaging, and usually accompanied by an insert of something like a small photograph or a piece of prose. Each item is so beautiful & intricate, it could have its own photo shoot, so I opted for a group shot to keep things simple, and then direct you to this site where he documented the process with lots of photos.

The music contained in the 3.5 hours of AAA is a dream come true. It might be an easy mistake to write these off purely as exercises or experiments due to the format, but they’re so much more than that. These songs are as deep and fleshed out as his single track full length, Please Stop Loving Me. For such a minimal sound, Szczepanik really has an amazing range. There’s mournful Basinski textures, sci-fi tractor beams, static harmonies, Eliane Radigue homages, all wrapped in Szczepanik’s own meditative perspective.

I’d like to say something like “Nicholas Szczepanik is quickly becoming one of my favorite artists” but it’s too late. He’s already there, sitting at the top of my list. It’s not just the prolific part, (ok, it’s totally the prolific part) but it’s also that he’s crafting THEE BEST sounds to be coming out of music today. It’s honestly the most perfect blend of minimal & maximal, crystal clear smooth long form tones & textured emotional high volume drones. Literally, perfect. And this is me talking about him as an artist, not just Ante Algo Azul. But when you have someone like that who puts out a slice of brilliance every month for 12 months, and then has the gall to release in the same year what’s likely the year’s best drone full length? This dude is fucking unstoppable.

It’s a damn shame if you missed out on this series. It’s too late to buy in, but you can still stream (almost) all of the songs and even buy some of ’em too. Who knows, maybe they’ll show up on his rarities box set in 50 years.


AvgrundenDen Fördömda Jorden (Ominous)

 
Please tell me you remember Avgrunden’s last album, Gremorian Chants, because it was just fucking AWESOME (and now it’s up for free downloading). Well, the previous solo efforts of Victor have rounded out to a full four piece band, and this new album is slowed down, shifted from a doom drone to a more doom psych sound now. This time around it’s a concept album (title translated to “The Cursed Earth” I think) about “the great Nordic emigration to America in the 1800s.” Think Earth covering the Dead Man soundtrack, that’s what this is like. Absolutely enormous. Wide open, expanding to infinity, hulking, dusty, dark, and evil. Midnight in the desert, coyotes & Native American chiefs howling at the moon, resonant guitars making the walls of the Grand Canyon crumble, thundering drums splitting the earth in two. Gets in a serious groove sometimes and turns fucking heavy, beautifully doomed, delicate when it needs to be, but totally fucking epic the whole time. It’s about 75 minutes long and is non-stop amazing. It was released on tape by Ominous, which is now sold out, but I know a CD & digital version are on their way as well, perhaps also put out by Ominous? Who knows. I just know this shit is essential.


Super MineralsEarth Acropolis Welcomes Panacea Home: Man The Rod, Woman The Measure, And Metabolising All Their Poisons With Ease (Stunned)

 
The coolest jumbled mess of a tape. Two side long pieces of weirdness meandering through a hundred different electronic sounds, all murky as fuck and screaming bogs ‘n’ caves. Dank clicks & pops, swamp gas lighting up the thick fog, every little drip echoing for miles, depths unknown, deformed tweaked out monsters lurching in the dark, droozy cycles forming half-hearted beats, sustained drones created out of resonant walls, moaning chants, bicycle bells & distant guitars, chirps clattering, pulsing, weaving twisted melody dreams. A fucked ‘n’ drugged journey through the abstract. Awesome as hell, as expected from Stunned and this duo that’s still too way under the radar.


AquarelleA Strange Sweet Woe (Students Of Decay)

 
Absolutely incredible. Ryan Potts (the Rest & Noise dude) has made the most stunning drone album and it’s the first in Student Of Decay’s new subscription series. Overwhelmingly beautiful, waves of pure golden static perfection that don’t let up. Textured like a yellow tree caught glowing in the sunrise, or sand dunes being molded by the wind. Weeping joy, soothing sadness, painfully euphoric on every level. Piano & guitar acoustics woven in smooth contrast to the mostly digital canvas, giving way to some stretched out rhythmic loops. As warm and inviting as drone should be. The essential autumn record to last you through next spring. Another fuckin year end contender. No idea how to handle all this awesome.


Ernst KarelScuol-Motta Naluns (Gruenrekorder)

 
Absolutely one of a kind. Karel has made field recordings of gondolas, chairlifts, funiculars, and various aerial cable cars in Switzerland, without any self righteous tweaking or altering. These sounds are coming straight from the cars. Mostly a calm, serene, and hushed album, with lots of motorik rhythms and mechanical percussion breaking through. The man-made sounds are the focal point, gears grinding, bang clanking, crunching, howling, etc. This is one that demands your full attention though, as it’s easy to think there’s nothing going on if you’re not 100% intent on hearing it. Despite the spiked mechanics, it’s a record of profound & solitary quiet. But it’s not empty by any stretch of the imagination. Just the opposite. It’s full of life. Every little detail is captured, the wind carrying through the mountains, distant animals, hushed hums, Swiss voices, it’s celebrates the minutiae and tells me to live in the moment and enjoy what I hear around me. Pay attention, hear it, live it. Truly fantastic. Swiss Mountain Transport Systems could be my new life mantra.


Benoît Honoré PioulardMalick (Desire Path)

 
Pioulard taking a step away from the lo-fi dreamy popness on those amazing Kranky records. Still 100% sun soaked beauty but now losing its shape a little, turning into a more abstract field of waving drones, harmonium & guitar humming sweet, gliding effortlessly through harmonies, wrapping everything in dappled gold. Warmth abound, everything soft, slow, & absolutely perfect, something that resonates with me way more than anything he’s done before. Another contender for droner of the year for sure. Totally fucking gorgeous. Would truly love it he continued in this direction, as Plays Thelma only clocks in at a criminal 23 minutes. And only 300 copies pressed. Pick one up while he tours with A Winged Victory For The Sullen who for some stupid fucking reason are SKIPPING BOSTON SRSLY WTF.


Brandon NickellDeath Phoebus (Monorail Trespassing)

 
How this tape has made it half a year without a single fuck given about it is beyond me. Everything Nickell puts out should be on everybody’s radar, especially on a label as reputable as MT. A short tape of unsettling drones, the first track is harsh noise stripped and starved of it’s volume. Delicate piercing trills sawing through your soul, swirling lasers set for the heart of the sun, culminating in a flurry of panic buy cialis locally static & ghostly cries.The B side takes a darker tone, deep murky drones gurgling while those high end chimes from the first track occasionally pop up for maximum creep factor. Like sitting in the darkness of an alien ether bog, hearing the most awful foreign sounds, foreboding as fuck, knowing full well that you’re about to get pounced. Totally fucking awesome. Nickell knows what’s up and The World Is A Refuge From Perfection is just a little nugget of his brilliance.


SculptureElk Cloner (Dekorder)

 
A music/animation duo with a “psychophonotropic picture disc LP.” Basically, two dudes whose live show is better than their records so they compensate by making zoetropic LPs. Super fucking cool zoetropic LPs. These guys sound like a collab between an ADHD Boards Of Canada and a noisier Andrew Douglas Rothbard on LSD. Some crazy shit in here. It’s a techno glitch madhouse with ’50s avant garde electronics & sci-fi sounds, ’60s psych, and ’70s film score snippets. Truly the wackiest wonkiest beats around, dubby trip hop going toe to toe with breakcore, max chill groovin with acid freakouts, sequenced synth loops and glittery robotronics strolling through the common, all manner of awesome thrown into a blender, soundtracking the only kind of club I’d ever want to go to. Digital music that most certainly belongs on the turntable. See the zoetrope in action and while you’re at it check out the brand new video for “Elk Cloner.”

Liturgy: huge transcendental black metal which nobody seemed to give a shit about, Royale only at about quarter capacity when Liturgy went on, only played a half hour set which would have been pretty lame, but it was ok because they didn’t actually sound all that great, the lead guitar & drums were all you could hear, drowning out the second guitar, bass, and vocals, literally couldn’t hear any vocals unless it was one of those solo vocal loop songs, and the second guitar was almost non-existent, theories: a) I was standing in front of the lead guitar amp so it was my own damn fault, b) the sound guy did a super shitty job, c) the lead Liturgy guy came down with a case of the big egos… at least the drummer was a fuckin BEAST

Asobi Seksu: never sounded better, they were buy cialis canada loud as hell, more metal than pop, falling right in line with Liturgy & Boris, covered JAMC’s “Never Understand” and Yuki jumped into a mostly bland audience but it was still super fucking awesome, lots of Citrus love which was great for a Citrus lover such as myself, finished with one of the more epic songs on Citrus (can’t remember which one) and then Boris’ drummer Atsuo came out to fuck shit up on his set while Yuki took on Tony’s drums and Tony messed around with James’ pedals while James destroyed his guitar, so so cool

Boris: LOUD doomgaze psych metal awesomeness, lots of newer material but the good stuff, crowd was way into ’em, obviously, sadly only did a couple of the slow doomed shit, still great, ended with “Pink” and an epically long “Aileron,” expectedly bangedover this morning

 

Liturgy


 
Asobi Seksu



 
Boris





Mario GonzalezJade Garden (Already Dead)

 
Chicago dude’s debut of scattered electronics on a newish tape label that’s already almost 20 releases deep. This is some crazy potent shit, pumping out all sorts of stuff using jungle beats, electro-acoustic processing, ambient glitch, static noise blasts, smooth pop charm, and whatever else meets Mario’s needs for electrosploitation. Sueisfine is sexy as fuck, the tracks alternating between sultry grit & chill grooves. A total crowd pleaser, but I’d say the crowd is a pretty niche bunch. That niche could just be you & your other, a private party for two that starts with some freaky shit on the dance floor. Or it could be the inspiration for your next homegrown DIY DJ set. Either way, this album is fuckin hot and full of amazing beats for all occasions. Not too shabby for a debut.

Twin Stars: husband/wife visuals team (Linda Aubry & Michael T. Bullock)

Ricardo Donoso: playing new material from Progress Chance (which if you don’t remember I’M IN LOVE WITH), potentially one of the best sets of the year, first song in he fucking melted the speakers, literally. He only got to play about a song and a half before one of the speakers couldn’t handle the Donoso Dream and sounded like it wanted to die. Since the speaker couldn’t get its shit together, Ricardo cut the set short by about, oh, 95%. MEGA-EST BUMMER :(

Mark Fell: techno glitch destruction, absolutely insane, owning the whole fucking room, breakdancing crew formed a circle and went to town, showing off their hottest while Fell teased them with second long rhythms, a suited up Justin Timberlake lookin motherfucker tweaked out and danced sexy seizure style, people walking into the club dressed to the nines ready to get their mid-week freak on giving each other the most ghastly looks when hearing what kind of non-danceable awesomeness Fell was spewing, definitely the coolest show Non-Event & Basstown have graced Boston with this year
 

Twin Stars

 
Ricardo Donoso

 
Mark Fell