Monday, March 30, 2009
This is the Japnoise outfit, not the NZ BM outfit. Perhaps that's obvious, since Graviyaunosch is not a very evil-sounding name. Although I guess it could be a very very very very very forsaken (not to mention grim and frostbitten) mountain in Scandinavia or something. Instead, it's just some nonsense that singer/drummer Tatsuya Yoshida spit out while playing. This is another best of for me in that it's my favorite Ruins album.
Chipmunk doom. Others may prefer The Illusion of Motion, but not me. I guess these guys may be back together, at least for a reunion show or something like that. Don't be scared by the drum circle/seance/prayer candle nonsense on the cover -- this is some heavy shit.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Friday, March 20, 2009
I don't really care for most black metal, but every now and then I'll come across one that has a little more to it than the standard tortured wails and My Bloody Valentine-esque guitars. This one has all the silly histrionics, but there's actually some interesting music here too. It's kinda disjointed and noodle-y and really poorly recorded, but that all adds to its outsider charm.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
I can't believe I've had this blog for months without posting this, the most joyful musical recording I've ever heard. Of their various live and studio albums and 7'', this one, which turned out to be their final live performance, best captures the Pussy essence. Listen for lead singer/drummer Adris Hoyos panting into her headset microphone in between songs.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Saturday, March 7, 2009
1997 album from Danish weirdos Düreforsög, which apparently means "animal testing." There are some moments when they sound annoyingly close to Mr. Bungle, but all in all it's an inventive album with some excellent drumming and the sort of herky-jerkiness that I tend to like. I didn't know there were bands in Denmark.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
I was born feet first, and it shows in the way I think.
I work at the sausage-stuffing plant, it makes my clothing stink.
My old lady's name is Lois, I love it when she sucks my dink.
When we set Sonny's balls on fire, she didn't even blink.
Monday, March 2, 2009
For Pharos and Melvin and anyone else who likes things that are good.
320 kbps (re-upped after Megaupload deleted the last one)
Extremely odd release from the Metal Enterprises record label, whose demented non-genius I first read about over at The Corroseum. Apparently this incarnation of Killer Fox is not a true incarnation at all, as half the band died in a car crash in 1987, while this came out in 1990 with none of the original members involved. Ingo Nowotny, head of Metal Enterprises, was known for rushing out product with little regard for quality or, in this case, copyright. (Look who's talking, eh?) In any case, I expected to snigger while listening to some utter sonic crapulence, but to my great surprise, I kinda like it. In fact many of these tunes would fit right in on the Old Lady Drivers debut on Earache. I should add that there is no moment during which any of this makes sense -- mostly you'll find yourself saying what the fuck? -- but it's bound to at least bring a smile to your face. And if I can bring a smile to the face of just one of you, it will all have been...oh, and the cover. The cover! How does this kind of thing happen? Anyway, enjoy.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
More music from Brazil, this time from 1987. It's a frothy mix of avant-rock, punk rock, jazz and no wave which only occasionally sounds Brazilian. At times they even approach the frantic freneticism of The Stick Men. And you know how I love frantic freneticism.