A deliciously deadpan video that destroys everything I hate/secretly love. Personal pools, clean white linen, keyboards and mic stands. "Babyfangs '77" off of Afraid's equally deadpan and destructive tape Sinister Vibes is distinctive mood piece. A shining clean edifice being eaten alive from the inside by something profoundly disturbing. Like a brand new macbook pro filled up to critical mass with murder porn.  The blood comes. Spoiler alert. But when it does it is impossible to tell where from. Stigmata or spray from blunt impact? This works well with Sinister Vibes, the tape this comes off. That tape is a powerful piece of subversive media. Think Small Black meets Have a Nice Life. The stench of death is somewhere close, but rot can smell sickly sweet. Corpses in the basement an art gallery opening about the transcendence of black metal. We can only decontextualize so much before our violent thoughts catch up with us. 

Wednesday, March 25th, 2015 | Add New Comment (0)

Some beautiful HD footage of winter's deep maw accompanying a mysterious, elliptical tale set in said deep maw. An equally HD soprano moves from shading and coloring the surging ambient-jazz track to unleashing a tirade of superhuman whoops and calls as the track begins to accumulate weight and dread like tiny snowflakes that eventually trigger an avalanche. Amazing work out of Ireland on the always fantastic Denovali label. 

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Friday, March 20th, 2015 | Add New Comment (0)

The best cut from one of 2014's most criminally overlooked albums finally gets a video treatment...and holy shit what a video this is. If you haven't had your fill of mating snails this year, consider that rectified. Beyond that, so much of this video feels like it is happening off screen. As the digital lattice of images in the center begins to shift shapes and is invaded from the periphery by arcing spherical lines, I got a split second of existential panic. Like, "I was focusing on this small thing, but all this other stuff was happening outside that I wasn't even aware of! OMG...life!" Too heavy for a Friday morning. But also snails, slime and that vocoder effect on Marc Richter's vocals and the rolling, galloping piano/zither lines to get you outside of yourself for five minutes.

Ryan H.

Friday, March 13th, 2015 | Add New Comment (0)

The two videos we are premiering below, if viewed in their entirety, will take you through the 30 + minutes of Braeyden Jae's new(er) tape Culture Complicit out on Hel Audio. I would recommend etching out 30 minutes of your busy day to view these things back-to-back on the largest device you have available...full screen, full volume. The populating of negative spaces - black-to-white-white-to-black - unfolds into a rorschach test that reflects back submerged troubles or desires or  takes the form of universal symbols that reflect submerged troubles or desires - whatever side of the Freudian/Jungian split you fall on. Regardless, both Braeyden Jae's compositions and the raw, black and white imagery (still pixel-chunky as if viewed through some kind of early digital kaleidoscope) reflect a psyche at its most vulnerable and the channeling of swelling, building drones that absorb and then expel unconfronted psychic violence through ebb and flow of a delay pedal. It is immediate, bracing and triumphant. Otherwise, I saw ventricles opening and closing and topographical maps of European coastlines. What did you see?

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Monday, March 9th, 2015 | Add New Comment (0)

When I found out about this collaboration between Columbus, OH multi-disciplinarian Mike Shiflet and Rhode Island's finest guitar snake-charmer John Kolodji (High Aura'd) it was like the veil split and I got a fist-bump from god. In our little corner of the universe collaborations like this are massive and it is even more affirming when a piece of music delivers on every promise made. First, the cover. A non-musical aspect of ephemera that adds to the listening experience in so many ways. This is the image I immediately jump to whenever I hear about opium dens. The music that follows tracks lucid, reality-augmenting stimulus like any good (or socially corrupting) drug. The twin-guitar explorations carve out space for delicate passages over the faint roar of reverb and distortion on "Covered Bridge" and passages on "Demon Haunted World" counter noisy, full-throttle dives into troubled seas of heaving and serrated drones on "Still Life with Wound". The video for the album opener "Parlour Games", was shot by Mike Shiflet, and depicts the relationship between two women set to September's last grasp at summer idyll before settling into winter's temporary death. Shiflet's color saturation gives the short film a distinctly drawn-in effect, reminiscent of the silent films that "Parlour Games" pays homage to. The result is a completely rejuvenating, renewing effect on the piece of music. Against the backdrop fo the subtle cream color palate and the blown-out, yet mysteriously subtle greens, the washes of feedback seem to recede and the delicate melodies that Shiflet and Kolodji weave around each other immediately jump to the foreground. This is some required 2015 listening.

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Thursday, February 19th, 2015 | Add New Comment (0)

This video is a 2001 type odyssey through some subconscious minecraft training exercise and the soundtrack is a banger. Baltimore's Abdu Ali is something to behold. Totally authentic, radically positive auteur scrawling tome-length messages of hope and transcendence in drill beats and warped elevator music. We should be so lucky to have someone spitting such paralyzing truth with a barrier to entry so low. 

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Thursday, February 12th, 2015 | Add New Comment (0)

Brandon Locher (maven responsible for a shit-ton of great records and visual art on My Idea of Fun and most recently of the excellent Electronic-Jazz free-form collective The Meets) and Gerald Mattis have created a new group called Stage Hands which will release their debut record early next year. Until then they've teamed up with Joshua Rogers (Broken Machine Films) to create a video that could be footage from a prescient Commodore 64 who glimpsed our future and is now trying to warn us of some dire urban apocolypse. Remember that old cliche, "I buy punk on vinyl because it sounds warmer" (said with snooty, mansplaining affect)? I would say the same for VHS tapes, but only because it is true and I'm not an elitist iconoclast douchebag. It is weirdly comforting how that medium that can blur the edges and flatten the glare of a futuristic early-CG future-scape with scanning lines and analog fuzziness. I only watch Babylon 5 and Lawnmower Man on VHS because it looks warmer. Rogers' use of  several VHS players to run the source material and graphics is next level brilliant. So is this track. Can't wait to listen to it on vinyl, because it will sound warmer. And it's so cold in these streets.

Tuesday, December 16th, 2014 | Add New Comment (0)