No Copper is the collaborative effort between Douglas Lucas and Thaniel Ion Lee. Birds is the mellower of the two sides of this tape, recorded and edited in several locations in Kentucky and Indiana last fall. It starts out with sinusoidal missiles screaming across the stereo field accompanied by a stargazing lute-y strum. A passing aurora borealis of digeridoo, piano, and brass streaks by, morphing into a delay and feedback workout over a ramshackle nest of detuned strings. And the void waits in hellish, shimmering microtoned darkness with more squirmy, wormy strings. The delay takes over and grinds the strings into flexi-blades spinning too fast to discern. Never stick your head in the lawnmower, folks. Ouch. And just as you've given up all hope and lose consiousness, the door opens. The didgeridoo choir sings a somber processional. A monkey stomps on the cymbals and the dishes in the corner. I suppose you would call this the weird part of the tape. And the sludge rolls on.
The list of Tropical Trash Coconut Crimewave Big Band members sounds like the roster to a fantasy baseball team: Jordan Richardson, Kirk Mattingly, Ginger Cross, Jeff Komara, Neil Argabright, Warren Gray and Jim Marlowe (AKA Loin Seepage). The first track on CLIMAX CATHEDRAL / CLIMAX CONTROL (Trying to Seduce the Seven Remaining Members of My Family) sounds like a giant concrete/shit snowball, cobbled together from bent circuits and the persistent patter of a free punk backbeat. New Flesh aims straight for the gut (à la Videodrome) with a half-shouted vocal refrain, switching gears quickly from the tape collage style in Trying to Seduce... to an Unwound/Shellac-style power trio jam. The lead guitar has this ultra rude supercompressed Mclusky-ish creamy squeal easily worth the price of admission on its own. Faux Talisman is back in wild tape ghoulash territory, but Cerebral Audit returns to the refrain and fist-pumping energy of New Flesh. Penultimate track Flag Removal tries to make peace between the two camps by smearing peanut buttery guitar shrapnel over the whole mess. Closer Chump Nebula brings out the full band with electronics for a few coordinated convulsions before launching into the New Flesh / Cerebral Audit theme once again (with new vocals) to wrap up the TTCCBB side of this cassette. It's a blistering 1-2 punch well worth seeking out.