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Odysseus
Tip! *50 copies limited edition* Another fine mess we've gotten you into
What We Talk About: Tiece
What We Talk About When We Talk About Love: January 2022 — January 2023: A series of Swiss underground music making. 13 artists, 13 months, 13 records of previously unheard music – to be revealed every 13th of course.
Teufelskeller
Heavy and face-melting, free improvisation/free jazz wall of energy, and physical approach performance with drone/noise elements. Something pounding and dark is coming out from the dungeons…
At Grnd Zero
This recording comes from a memorable show the band performed during their first (and so far last) tour in France. The concert had been a heavy mass of around 90 minutes, of whom only a part was caught on cassette, as nobody remembered to flip side when it was time. Anyway what got recorded is here, and it's still enough to dig the psychoactive multitude of sound informations Melting Mind delivered in Lyon that night. A hypnotic vortex of multi-layered dimensions. Italo-noise at its best, as in …
Wasteland Jazz Ensemble
Tip! Wasteland Jazz Unit is a staple in the world of destroyed music. With countless releases cataloged by a literal who's who in the field, (cassettes, CDrs and records on American Tapes, Troniks, New Forces, Oxen, Torn Light, Nashazphone and of course - there was a split 7" w/ Tiger Hatchery on Gilgongo), the duo of Jon Lorenz and John Rich occasionally expand their scathing, feedback-saturated reed work into a full ensemble. Here, as a 7 piece group including Dylan Posa (guitar), Edward Ricar…
Coyote's call
Way-above-average improv from Japan. Electric strings (guitars?), saxophones, electronics, and samples move with unexpected ease frommeditative passages to intense blow-outs to free scatter. Sax player Yoshinori Yanagawa plays with the same sort of depth and passion as Albert Ayler-no fakin, no academic rendering. But hes only part of a much larger whole. The wash of precision rumble and sound-tweaking that surrounds everything creates chaos from an intensely ordered technology. Strange (not wei…
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