I’ve talked up the work of Evan Spacht as his many projects on here before because, well, when you’re good, you’re good. So that’s why I’m highlighting another release by this fantastic local artist: the new digital EP by his project Panting. A collaboration between Spacht and his buddy Davis Hooker, this work has been described by the artist like this…
Our sound is achieved through an intuitive process of transfers between acoustic instrument, to recorder, to tape, often played back and then recorded in another space, at another time, and interspersed with other recordings from other spaces at other times. Our collaboration became very much like a glass bead game, taking turns with the others thumb drive, and the materials therein.
A year’s worth of work resulted in these charmingly soupy tracks. I keep going back to “s” and its introduction and quick removal of a lumbering drum loop and its fine use of drone and atmospheric sounds sent through a puzzling and alluring wormhole.
While I would encourage you to follow the Bandcamp link above and toss some money to the artists, if you’re skint, you can also pick up a digital version of this EP through deepwhitesound.
Listening to this new collection of tunes by dwoemer, I’m kicking myself even harder for having to miss out on his performance last night at Atlantis Lounge. Kaleidoscape appears out of the ether like a beautiful homage to artists like Tangerine Dream and Jean Michel Jarre, the pioneers of synth-based beauty. In that respect, it’s much more direct and accessible than some of dwoemer’s previous work, but no less emotionally impactful. If anything, it might help draw in some folks who might have otherwise avoided this artist’s work up until now. Let this be the gateway to the wonderful discography of dwoemer, bringing new fans into the fold and giving us old guard folks more to cheer about!
We’ve talked up Pulse Emitter plenty on this site over the years, but can you blame us? Daryl Groetsch is a synth artist who is constantly pushing and challenging himself to reach greater spiritual and creative heights. And it’s only made more impressive when you meet him and learn how beautifully humble he is. The Zen-like quality of his being feels like it’s being informed by the work he does in the studio and on stage and vice versa.
Just this past May, he brought all of that and his impressive batch of musical toys to Seattle for a performance at the ever-wonderful Chapel Performance Space at the Good Shepherd Center, a bastion of forward-thinking music and ideas. And what he did over the course of 32 minutes was something close to a slow baptism, a gentle and measured immersion in the cool waters of sonic salvation and an equally calm pull back into reality. Lucky us, he captured a recording of the performance and has shared it with the world.
Listen to it here and then head to his Bandcamp page if you want to download it for future devotional delights.
As we look toward the weekend, and hopefully a couple of days of respite before getting back into the working world once more, the universe bestowed upon us two fantastic new releases to ease us into a mood of contemplation and relaxation.
A little while back, I was lucky enough to catch a live performance that featured guitarist Doug Theriault, synth wizard Matt Carlson, and vocalist Michael Stirling improvising together in the sanctuary of a local church. Their combined expressions were devastatingly beautiful and spiritually uplifting. I left the space feeling like I had been stretched out to about six inches taller than when I arrived. The three men have captured this same feeling on a new recording for Root Strata and I have been spending much of the day lost in its warm glow.
What time and mental space I’ve had left over has been taken up by the new album from Cloud City Cars. Ryan McGreer, the hirsute gent behind the project has been through the emotional wringer over the past year or so. But instead of letting it flatten him, he has found new inspiration within those tough moments. And what has come out of him is a blissfully broken collection of songs that refuse to stay on one trajectory. The freeform style of these off-kilter sequences and dying electronics is a carefree, drunken stumble through the streets with flickering LED advertisements and neon colors lighting your every step.
The first proper “album” from the dark ambient duo Grey Columns came along quietly in the middle of last month. I put the scare quotes in because, well, it’s only about 19 minutes long, which society has led us to believe doesn’t fit the description of an album. But it does fit the description in that these four tracks can’t be separated from one another. You have to take it in one long, slow gulp rather than just in piecemeal form. There’s also a true sense of purpose in how this collection is constructed. They move us with ease between the four movements of this album, sliding us into one grumbling, scratching, echoing room before we realize we’ve left the room we were just in. It’s masterful, beautiful, and the right kind of unnerving.
Astoria resident Gregg Skloff has long provided mine ears with a variety of amazing out sound. Just recently, he unveiled a blood-thickening collaboration with Arrington de Dionyso, China Faith Star, and Ben Kapp called Multitudes Into Being, to which he added his dreamy bass throb and drone. And even more recently, he slid under our door this truly outstanding collection Casiotone MT-210 compositions. I’ve been listening to this for the past 24 hours and have yet to tire of its enveloping beauty and slightly terrifying undercurrents. It’s enough to make a man start taking acid.
If you’re a resident of Portland and hit up the many experimental and psychedelic rock shows happening in the city, you’ve at least seen Dewey Mahood around. Or if you’ve wandered into his wonderful record/instrument shop Mothership Music. If you’re lucky, you can call him a friend, as he is one of the most gregarious and gentle souls in the city. And I think that comes across very strongly in his music, particularly his releases under the name Spectrum Control. The fire in the belly of these songs is warming and lovely, rather than raging and dangerous, as it centers around simple drum machine patterns and understated runs on his guitar. It’s music for any weather, and like the man behind it, its presence in your life will be an enriching one.
Everybody and their goddamned grandmother are pissing their end of the year, best of lists into the wind this week. It can be a fun exercise, but it also completely neglects the music that will sneak under your radar or that gets dropped into the world during the last month of the year.
One such record that just snuck the fuck up on me is this new jawn by XFA, the new project by friend of the site, Boston Slevin. This devilish little collection – released digitally via Equilateral Records – sounds to these ears like an overloaded NES system trying to communicate something very important. The message gets completely garbled as the fate of mankind hangs in the balance.
I know I’ve talked about Temple Maps very recently on the blog, but this post is more about the circumstances surrounding this release.
Our friends at Sonic Debris Multimedia are kicking off a new series of shows at Valentine’s tonight called DEC15MBER. Every Tuesday this month, they’ll be inviting a few bands to perform, and will also be selling short run cassettes featuring music by each of the acts. We’re talking very short run cassettes, like editions of 15.
Again it all goes down starting tonight at Valentine’s with performances by Temple Maps, ABSV, and American Merkin. All the best music to keep you good and heated on these cold winter nights.
Tribal free jazz skronk always sounds so good on a late fall afternoon. That’s the rule in our house anyway. Thankfully Million Brazilians are back with a healthy slab of the aforementioned to send Tuesday off on the right foot. The group is releasing a new LP this Thursday Poderoso Monicato, from which this space freak jam was excerpted. Can’t wait to let the whole thing wash over me some night soon when my copy arrives in the post.