Episode 721 features Throwing Muses, Eros, claire rousay, Moin, Zachary Paul, Voice Actor and Squu, Leya, Venediktos Tempelboom, Cybotron, Robin Rimbaud and Michael Wells, Man or Astro-Man?, and Aisha Vaughan.
Episode 722 has James Blackshaw, FACS, Laibach, La Securite, Good Sad Happy Bad, Eramus Hall, Nonconnah, The Rollies, Jabu, Freckle, Evan Chapman, diane barbe, Tuxedomoon, and Mark McGuire.
Wine in Paris photo by Mathieu.
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Thanks again to all for the participation in the annual Brainwashed Readers Poll. Everyone helped nominate and everyone voted. Here are the results, with some comments from the staff. All the Best for 2011!
Album of the Year
Swans, "My Father Will Guide Me Up a Rope to the Sky"
I hope songs like "No Words / No Thoughts" and "You Fucking People Make Me Sick" are sign posts for where Swans might go on the next album. Seeing the band live was much more exciting to me than listening to the album, mostly because the album felt a little predictable and the live show was stupendous, exhausting, and volatile. In fact, Swans at the Middle East Club was easily the best concert in Boston all year long. The bonus disc is the direction I think Gira will eventually head, and I look forward to hearing him apply his talents to longer songs and more abstract ideas. - Lucas Schleicher
This threatened to be a let down, hugely influential band coming back at a time when everyone seems to be scrabbling for a cut of the reunion market. However, all fears were unfounded as Michael Gira and comrades made an album every bit as classic as any other Swans album. - John Kealy
If it weren't for Swans, 2010 may have been the year that music turned narcoleptic. Gira sounds just as angry and vital as ever. - Matt Spencer
While not a perfect album by any means, and not my favorite in their discography, the simple fact that Gira resurrected Swans with same intensity he finished it off with over a decade ago makes it my favorite of the year. While some of the songs sound more like they'd fit better on an Angels of Light album, the intensity of "No Words/No Thoughts" and "Eden Prison" are clearly Swans, and bode well for the next album. - Creaig Dunton
I can't say that I was especially blown away by this album, or that I am entirely on-board with Michael Gira's "apocalyptic bluesman" vocals, but hearing these songs live damn near caved my head in. Gira remains a primal and vital creative force. -Anthony D'Amico
Current 93, "Baalstorm, Sing Omega"
Each new album from Current 93 is like an epistle received from a good friend who has been on a long voyage. David Tibet visits places most people feign away from, which is the vocation of a true poet, and is what makes his lyrics remarkable. I'm quite thankful for his frequent updates on conditions in the spiritual realms he spends his time in. - Justin Patrick
The final part of David Tibet's Aleph trilogy is all kinds of awesome. I couldn't pick a favorite out of the three albums but this has definitely finished off this chapter of his back catalog in style. - John Kealy
Yellow Swans , "Going Places "
Goodbye Yellow Swans, we hardly knew you. - John Kealy
I've had the good fortune of hearing the Yellow Swans since the very beginning and I can't think of another noise group who has remained so consistently engaging. "Going Places" is the best possible finale. - Matt Spencer
I ignored this until the very end of the year. With close to 30 full-length albums released in the last eight years and another 15 or so EPs, knowing when Yellow Swans were making great music and when they were spewing forgettable noise was almost impossible. "Going Places" is awesome, but blogs must have done a lot for its popularity. - Lucas Schleicher
Grinderman, "Grinderman 2"
The beauty of Nick Cave's twisted fantasia lies in his recklessness. Grinderman is a project based solely in wild fits of rock and Cave's dirty crew delivered a second helping as sweaty and uncontrollable as the first. There was a time when fearless bar bands would be the cause of strung out patrons dropping hard cash to pour poison down their throat--now Grinderman allows excessive consumption flourish within the privacy of your own home. - Justin Spicer
Like Chicken Soup for the Scum Rock Soul, Nick Cave and friends serves up another album of sleaze and innuendo, and very little subtlety, but I don't think any of us would have wanted him to do it any other way. Nothing new, nothing groundbreaking, but a lot of fun nonetheless. - Creaig Dunton
While the Bad Seeds have become a Las Vegas cabaret caricature of themselves, Grinderman has been more successful at taking Nick Cave's tongue-in-cheek ideas and making them work. This is not as good as the debut but there were some great moments on it for sure. - John Kealy
Oneohtrix Point Never, "Returnal"
This is the year Daniel Lopatin shed his underground tatters from some regal clothing thanks to a bevy of mainstream supporters and vocal online fans. Returnal is not the apex of Lopatin's work as 0PN but it does find him doing what all experiment-driven musicians must do to remain relevant: grow. - Justin Spicer
Daniel Lopatin manages to stand out in a field crowded by imitators and trend-hoppers. His music evokes a very real sense of futuristic ruin. - Matt Spencer
There was a crazily disproportionate amount of excitement surrounding this, but it definitely seems like the most consistently good album that Lopatin has released to date. -Anthony D'Amico
Brian McBride, "The Effective Disconnect (Music Composed for the Documentary Vanishing of the Bees)"
To expect anything less than stunning from McBride would be foolish and this certainly met my expectations. Absolutely wonderful music from a thought-provoking documentary. Show you care, hug a hive. - John Kealy
Autechre, "Move of Ten"
I've bought every Autechre album at its release since Chiastic Slide back in '97, and none have measured up to that disc in my eyes. Yes, I know, LP5 is the shit, but it's still not my favorite. I'd been largely underwhelmed since then, but I found both of the albums they put out this year engaging. Of the two, this is my favorite one, mostly because it seemed like they delved back in to fractured '80s techno beats more than they had in quite awhile, and actually crafted a few songs that can get stuck in one's head. The two albums are definitely siblings, but this is the better one. - Creaig Dunton
People still like Autechre? Wow. Do they sound different now or something? -Anthony D'Amico
The Legendary Pink Dots, "Seconds Late for the Brighton Line"
Another strong album from a group who is now entering their fourth decade. - Jon Whitney
This album rekindled my interest in Edward Ka-Spel's career. -Anthony D'Amico
Philip Jeck, "An Ark For The Listener"
I've always felt this warm, inviting haze of noise on Jeck's records, but on here it's engulfing a multitude of hidden melodies and tones that make it the most compelling of his work that I have yet to hear. The use of turntables and other people's records is done in a way that is completely different than any other artist, and the album sounds like no one else at all. - Creaig Dunton
Nice, but a little disappointing after his last album, which was a defining moment for Jeck in my ears. This continues on from it, but doesn't push my buttons as hard. - John Kealy
Sun City Girls, "Funeral Mariachi"
A surprisingly simple and hummable final release by Sun City Girls with a decidedly spaghetti Eastern flavor. My favorite record of the year by miles. - Duncan Edwards
The passing of Charles Gocher left a celestial-sized hole in SCG but the group's last effort not only pays its highest respects to the memory of Gocher, it is an open armed bearhug to longtime fans and new converts alike. Blending the melancholic black of a funeral procession with the festive celebration of life in death akin to the Dia De Los Muertos, Funeral Mariachi makes us weepy that SCG is no more, but ecstatic that a lengthy catalog of triumphs awaits those who continue to discover SCG's immeasurable contributions to modern music. - Justin Spicer
I wish they'd been this focused and melodic when Gocher was still alive. Impressive end to a very strange and compelling career. -Anthony D'Amico
Pan Sonic, "Gravitoni"
Emeralds , "Does It Look Like I'm Here?"
An amorphous blob of a record; difficult to describe but pretty and accessible - Duncan Edwards
The Cleveland threesome not only won fans over with a vast expansion of their textured sounds, their first big tour only lent credence to the idea that the band has yet to fully realize their potential. Bringing warmth and creativity to their compositions live only makes one wonder what lies next for Hauschildt, Elliott, and McGuire but Does It Look Like I'm Here? serves as a readymade testament to the band's potential. - Justin Spicer
Another brilliant album from a brilliant band. - John Kealy
I finally accept that Emeralds is a pretty great band. -Anthony D'Amico
James Blackshaw, "All Is Falling"
Cyclobe, "Wounded Galaxies Tap at The Window"
Genius. Perfect. Manic. - John Kealy
This was completely worth the wait- definitely one of my favorites of the year. -Anthony D'Amico
Michael Gira, "I Am Not Insane"
A fantastic introduction to what was to come from Swans, the DVD on this is particularly great as I had always wondered how Gira cut his grass. - John Kealy
Funding for the next Swans album should come from reissues of out-of-print Swans records. Acoustic Gira is cool, but great Swans records are better. - Lucas Schleicher
I would have tried harder to track one of these down if I had known that it addresses Gira's lawn maintenance ritual. -Anthony D'Amico
Thee Silver Mt. Zion Memorial Orchestra, "Kollaps Tradixionales"
Album of the year for me. I still get shivers listening to "I Built Myself a Metal Bird...", serious violin playing! - John Kealy
Barn Owl, "Ancestral Star"
This album has more almost-good songs than probably anything else released this year. Exasperating. -Anthony D'Amico
Flying Lotus, "Cosmogramma"
Overrated in the extreme. I still can't fathom how Warp got this uninteresting. - Lucas Schleicher
JG Thirlwell, "Manorexia: The Mesopelagic Waters"
Best Manorexia album yet. Great memories of seeing Jim Thirlwell and his ensemble play some of this at Brainwaves 2008. - John Kealy
As visceral and disquieting as classical music can get. - Anthony D'Amico
Current 93, "Haunted Waves, Moving Graves"
A good companion to Baalstorm but not sure this will have the long-term interest as a standalone album. - John Kealy
Demdike Stare, "Liberation Through Hearing"
Demdike Stare , "Voices Of Dust "
Keith Fullerton Whitman, "Disingenuity/Disingenuousness"
Keith is always great, but this is stupendous stuff. It's electro-acoustic/analog craziness filtered through new age Emeralds shine and the 2001 soundtrack. Just wish it was easier to keep up with him! - Lucas Schleicher
The Fall, "Your Future, Our Clutter"
As always: uniquely poetic, crabby, and humorous. - Duncan Edwards
My issue with the Fall is that I have such love for their debut through Perverted By Language that any new albums seem to not measure up. I must say that of their mid/late '00s output, this one has been the most memorable, which has to account for something. Best album this year by a 50 year old alcoholic with a band young enough to be his children, that's for sure. - Creaig Dunton
Eleh , "Location Momentum"
Eleh is clearly among the top of the "new school" of minimalism, creating vast landscapes of tone that are very sparse and arid, but never dull. While so many artists try their hand at this sort of thing, the results are usually an abject failure of sixty minutes of sine waves that no one, including their mothers, want to listen to. Here it is the most subtle of variations and structure that elevate it towards greatness. I still think having a bit of vinyl surface noise is an extra treat for us, but even on a pure digital format, it's brilliant. - Creaig Dunton
Gorgeous, the true definition of dream music. - John Kealy
Jefre Cantu-Ledesma , "Love is a Stream"
Even though devoting an album to the idea of love makes me cringe a little, this was in pretty heavy rotation at my place for many weeks. Isolating the blurred guitars from shoegaze and discarding all the less-awesome stuff seems like such an obvious idea in retrospect that I am surprised no else thought of it (except for maybe Lovesliescrushing). -Anthony D'Amico
Caribou, "Swim"
Dan Snaith's best album to date: a brilliant pop masterpiece. I'm thankful some people can still write catchy songs. - Jon Whitney
Actress, "Splazsh"
This would have been massive if it had come out in 2002, as it reminds me of all the best Mille Plateau stuff from that era. I'm glad someone is still kicking sick old-school minimal electronic dub jams. -Anthony D'Amico
Deerhunter, "Halcyon Digest"
Deerhunter have always had a knack for pop-rock songwriting, but this was the album that brought that talent out. A great reminder that artistic vision and popular music don't have to stand on opposite poles. - Matt Spencer
Kurt Vile was playing the other day on the radio and I thought it was Deerhunter. There's too many bands who sound exactly the same right now and this album was completely unremarkable. I can see why Kranky dropped them. - Jon Whitney
Loscil, "Endless Falls"
Yup, Scott Morgan is still quietly putting out great albums. -Anthony D'Amico
Liars, "Sisterworld"
Foetus, "Hide"
Another classic from Jim Thirlwell. I don't know who he's sold his soul to but it's paying off. - John Kealy
Four Tet, "There Is Love in You"
Autechre, "Oversteps"
Starts off strong but meanders into beige territories. What happened, Autechre? - John Kealy
The brooding, gothy older brother to Move of Ten's electro love, I wasn't quite as enthralled with this one at first listen, but its layers of pseudo harpsichord and analog synth sounds stand well on their own, and lacks the "lets hit random buttons and call it a track" feel that a lot of later period Autechre is based on. - Creaig Dunton
Autechre again? What the hell? - Anthony D'Amico
Benoît Pioulard, "Lasted"
Gil Scott-Heron, "I'm New Here"
Only 28 minutes long but these defiant and loving fragments mixed with four well-chosen covers add up to a powerful emotional statement on mortality from a legend. - Duncan Edwards
Such a weird, fractured record. I'm not surprised it showed up on this list, but it feels incomplete and haphazard. I'd love to hear him do even more spoken word stuff with a different producer and other musicians. - Lucas Schleicher
Stereolab, "Not Music"
Not interesting. - Jon Whitney
Wooden Shjips, "Vol. 2"
Master Musicians Of Bukkake, "Totem 2"
Max Richter, "Infra"
Sun Araw, "On Patrol"
Turd-wave. - Matt Spencer
Keith Fullerton Whitman, "Generator"
Dead C, "Patience"
Still gnarled and ugly, still awesome. -Anthony D'Amico
LCD Soundsystem, "This Is Happening"
WTF? Only about half of this album is listenable. - Jon Whitney
There wasn't anything here that was nearly as awesome as "All My Friends," but there were a handful of pretty killer singles anyway. I had to immediately delete "Drunk Girls" from my iPod before I could enjoy them though. -Anthony D'Amico
Baby Dee, "Book of Songs for Anne Marie"
The original EP was good but this is by far and away a major improvement. The songs have truly come alive with the new arrangements and recordings. Seeing Dee play these songs on tour afterwards was also a real treat. - John Kealy
Mark McGuire, "Living With Yourself"
The proliferation of McGuire's solo material should leave him barren at this point but Emeralds' venerable guitarist continues to mine the stringed instrument for all its worth. Living With Yourself is a culmination of a few years work, playing as the final act of the current McGuire while serving as an invitation to view the future McGuire. - Justin Spicer
Fuzzy, warm and inviting, this is a fantastic album. How he has the time to put out so many good solo albums on top of Emeralds is beyond me. - John Kealy
Am I the only one who thinks he looks like he could be Thirlwell's lost son? - Jon Whitney
Mogwai, "Special Moves"
The National, "High Violet"
I do not understand why people like this band so much. - Anthony D'Amico
Wovenhand, "The Thrashing Floor"
Acid Mothers Temple & The Melting Paraiso UFO, "In 0 To Infinity"
The Fun Years, "God Was Like, No"
Kind of like a warmer, friendlier Philip Jeck. I'm not entirely sure that particular niche needed to be filled, but I dug this anyway. -Anthony D'Amico
Antony & the Johnsons, "Swanlights"
Even Bjork's gurgles and burps couldn't vault this album into the top 50. - Jon Whitney
Boduf Songs, "This Alone Above All Else In Spite Of Everything"
The darkest yet strangely most accessible thing Boduf Songs have done, this was a real surprise. I love what Mathew Sweet has done with his music and can't wait to see where he goes from here. - John Kealy
Demdike Stare, "Forest Of Evi"
Jana Winderen, "Energy Field"
Pantha du Prince, "Black Noise"
TwinSisterMoon, "...Then Fell the Ashes"
This was my favorite album of the year by a landslide- best thing to come out of the Natural Snow Buildings camp yet. -Anthony D'Amico
This monumental record makes me quiver. I'm ashamed the Brainwashed readership hasn't rated this much, much higher. - Jon Whitney
Xela, "The Divine"
Anbb (Alva Noto & Blixa Bargeld), "Mimikry"
Nurse With Wound & Larsen , "Erroneous: A Selection Of Errors"
Oval, "O"
I liked this album and was quite pleased about Markus Popp's return, but it made almost no impact on me at all. I imagine it is pretty hard to consistently redefine music though. -Anthony D'Amico
BJ Nilsen, "The Invisible City"
I usually don't care for music this austere, but Nilsen is in a class by himself as a sound architect. -Anthony D'Amico
Burzum, "Belus"
I liked him more when he was burning churches. -Anthony D'Amico
The Black Angels, "Phosphene Dream"
The North Sea, "Bloodlines"
Xela, "The Sublime"
Charlemagne Palestine, "Strumming Music For Piano Harpsichord And Strings Ensemble"
Rene Hell, "Porcelain Opera"
Robedoor, "Burners"
Ufomammut, "Eve"
Fennesz - Daniel - Buck, "Knoxville"
Killing Joke, "Absolute Dissent"
Rhys Chatham, "A Crimson Grail"
Bardo Pond, "Bardo Pond"
BJ Nilsen & Stilluppsteypa, "Space Finale"
While I felt it was a bit overlong at around 90 minutes, the strong points of this collaboration definitely made up for its shortcomings. - Creaig Dunton
Ceremony, "Rocket Fire"
Why this album didn't get love from all around the world mystifies me. The perfect encapsulation of noise rock, and especially the best moments of the Jesus and Mary Chain, it was chock full of distortion, feedback and rigid drum machine beats, which makes anything a winner in my book. - Creaig Dunton
Jack Rose, "Luck in the Valley"
Jon Mueller, "The Whole"
Koen Holtkamp, "Gravity/Bees"
Nicholas Szczepanik, "Dear Dad"
Altar Eagle, "Mechanical Gardens"
I am the target demographic for lazily melodic electro-pop. This was a thoroughly charming album. -Anthony D'Amico
Little Annie & Paul Wallfisch, "Genderful"
Fun and instantly likable. Annie is one step closer to becoming the world's reigning chanteuse. -Anthony D'Amico
Locrian, "The Crystal World"
After a few years of eps and splits, chicagos Locrian focused on two albums that were their most consistent yet. While Territories was more "rock" focused with a slew of guest vocalists, The Crystal World was a bleaker, darker set of tracks that emphasized their ability to create taut, dramatic menace. - Creaig Dunton
Magic Lantern, "Platoon"
Natural Snow Buildings, "The Centauri Agent"
Rangda, "False Flag"
Pretty decent album, but not nearly as great as it should have been. -Anthony D'Amico
These New Puritans, "Hidden"
Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti, "Before Today"
Beach House, "Teen Dream"
Nothing new but high-quality dreamy psych-pop with the accent on beauty: mainly female voice and lovely electric guitar tones. - Duncan Edwards
Eleh, "Radiant Intervals"
Nick Cave and Warren Ellis, "The Road soundtrack"
Warpaint, "The Fool"
Black Keys, "Brothers"
Eluvium, "Similes"
High On Fire, "Snakes For The Devine"
Joanna Newsom, "Have One on Me"
Organum, "Sorrow"
Svarte Greiner, "Penpals Forever And Ever"
Taylor Deupree, "Shoals"
The Knife In Collaboration with Mt. Sims and Planningtorock, "Tomorrow In a Year"
Single of the year
Zola Jesus, "Stridulum" (& Stridulum II)
Bold and epic, this EP (which ended up as an LP before the year ran out) has made a believer out of me. - Jon Whitney
Sounds like Pat Benatar fronting an '80s goth band in the best possible way. -Anthony D'Amico
Zola Jesus, "Valusia"
Forest Swords, "Dagger Paths"
I think Forest Swords have a great idea going, but I want to hear it executed better. The songs were often beautiful, but over-long and sometimes tedious. Their next album could be great if they just shaved off some fat. - Lucas Schleicher
Grouper, "Hold/Sick"
Liz Harris' talent of covering music in a heavy veil of frost continues to expand over the course of her latest 7-inch. What's to be said that hasn't about Harris' work other than she's an original whose best attribute lies in subtle change. - Justin Spicer
LA Vampires meets Zola Jesus, "s/t"
I like Zola Jesus as much as the next guy, but this was instantly forgettable. White people dabbling in dub almost always ends badly. -Anthony D'Amico
Oval, "Oh"
ORLY? - Jon Whitney
Keith Fullerton Whitman, "Variations for Oud and Synthesizer"
Whitman's 2010 was monumental as he shook his noised funk for concise musical movements and renewed vigor. Amidst the pile of his worthy releases to be praised, the 7-inch that found Whitman combining an ancient Persian instrument with a tricked out synthesizer not only was daring in concept but in execution. The two instruments, rather than providing a night-and-day paradox, married well and provided the Western world with a renewed sense musical history. Whitman had a praiseworthy 2010 and Variations may well be his statuette commemorating his Achievement in the Arts & Sciences. - Justin Spicer
Sun Araw, "Off Duty"
Grinderman, "Worm Tamer"
Moon Duo, "Escape"
Nurse With Wound, "Rushkoff Coercion"
Flying Lotus, "Pattern+Grid World"
Antony / Fennesz, "Returnal"
Ceremony, "Leave Alone/Walk Away"
Cyclobe, "The Eclipser"
I am startled that anyone even managed to hear this- I don't think I have ever seen a record sell out as fast as this one. -Anthony D'Amico
Grails, "Black Tar Prophecies, Vol. 4"
Andrew Liles, "Where The Long Shadows Fall"
Ceremony, "Someday"
Loud waves of sweet guitar noise and euphorically miserable vocals. - Duncan Edwards
Seefeel, "Faults"
Fovea Hex, "Hail Hope!"
Jack Rose & D. Charles Speer and the Helix, "Ragged and Right"
Loose and raucous fun. Also, I am a sucker for Merle Haggard covers. - Anthony D'Amico
James Blake, "Klavierwerke"
Bill Orcutt, "Way Down South"
Four Tet, "Angel Echoes"
The Bug, "Infected"
Vault/Reissue
Einstürzende Neubauten, "Strategies Against Architecture IV"
A vivid recap of a prodigious decade for Neubauten, listen to this and weep at what you have missed (unless you've had the sense to get the dozens of releases it draws from while you could). - John Kealy
I'm not arguing that the music on this album isn't awesome, but I'm highly suspect if any of the people who voted for this actually own it. - Jon Whitney
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, "Tender Prey"
I honestly have only been a sporadic Nick Cave listener over the years and I just recently heard this album for the first time, but I can see why it gets so much love. I get a little bored at the overindulgence in the blues and Americana sounds, so the more singular "The Mercy Seat" and "Deanna" go a long way with me. - Creaig Dunton
Slowdive, "Pygmalion"
I think I still have the price sticker on the original version I bought that was so hated the US label refused to put it out, Creation dropped them, and the band split up. It's still better than any Mojave 3 release, however. - Jon Whitney
"Blue Skied an' Clear" is quite possibly the greatest song ever. -Anthony D'Amico
Emeralds, "Emeralds"
It's puzzling why these tracks were considered out-takes but I'm glad Hanson took pains to rescue this from limited-edition purgatory. - Matt Spencer
Galaxie 500, "On Fire"
Thomas Köner, "Teimo"
I tried extremely hard to get into this year's Thomas Köner reissues, but I cannot escape the fact that early '90s dark ambient does not age particularly well. -Anthony D'Amico
Thomas Köner, "Permafrost"
Kevin Drumm, "Sheer Hellish Miasma"
Thomas Köner, "Nunatak"
Nurse With Wound, "Automating Volume 3"
Jesu, "Heart Ache & Dethroned"
Can Jesu's Heart Ache and Dethroned be seen as anything other than a signal that Godflesh is coming back? Nearly all of Jesu's slow-burning beauty was replaced by bleak riffing. - Matthew Jeanes
Essentially documenting Justin Broadrick's earliest and most recent output as Jesu, one can hear his progression from sprawling improvisations into concise, pop-focused songs. Considering Godflesh is all but officially resurrected and Pale Sketcher is there for the electronic tracks, I hope this stays as the Jesu "sound". - Creaig Dunton
Tim Hecker, "Haunt Me Haunt Me Do It Again"
Wire, "Send Ultimate"
Reissuing the band's full length debut after a long period of silence in 2002, the supplimental disc wisely includes the otherwise forgotten tracks from the first two Read & Burn EPs, the long out of print Twelve Times You 7" and a few unreleased tracks and demos fleshes out this return to form, which became an odd bit of aggression followed by the very pop Object 47 a few years later. How this fits into the new Red Barked Tree is something I'm quite curious to hear. - Creaig Dunton
Earth, "A Bureaucratic Desire for Extra Capsular Extraction"
Alva Noto, "For 2"
Even though it's a compilation of commissioned pieces, this still feels like a thematically unified album. It has that distinctive Noto sound, but even here it sounds like Nicolai went out of his comfort zone and tried new approaches to tracks, and manages to succeed at every turn. - Creaig Dunton
Hildur Gudnadottir, "Mount A"
Hildur is pretty great and all, but this album was way too monochromatically bleak for me. -Anthony D'Amico
Les Rallizés Dénudés, "Heavier Than A Death In The Family"
One of the best album titles ever for some of the most psychedelic and troubling rock music committed to tape. - John Kealy
Takashi Mizutani is an absolute supernova of a guitarist. I don't know why he even bothered having a backing band. -Anthony D'Amico
Robert Wyatt, "Rock Bottom"
One of the best and most poignant examples of very English whimsy; with added Ivor Cutler and Mike Oldfield. - Duncan Edwards
Godflesh, "Streetcleaner Redux"
I love this album now, but when I bought it as a teenage metal head, I thought the guitar playing was absolutely horrible and could not understand how this could possibly appeal to anybody. -Anthony D'Amico
Crass, "Stations of the Crass (Crassical Collection)"
This was a massive album for me, but I still can't figure out if Penny Rimbaud's drumming is utterly ridiculous or totally brilliant. -Anthony D'Amico
Mark McGuire, "Tidings/Amethyst Waves"
I don't think Mark McGuire can go a single day without recording something worth hearing. -Anthony D'Amico
Master Musicians Of Bukkake, "Visible Signs Of The Invisible"
Neurosis, "Enemy of the Sun"
King Crimson, "Lizard"
Les Rallizés Dénudés, "Blind Baby Has It's Mothers Eyes"
This one's great too- now can someone please reissue December's Black Children and Flightless Bird? -Anthony D'Amico
Various Artist Compilation
Deutsche Elektronische Musik Volume One: Experimental German Rock and Electronic Music 1972-83 (Soul Jazz)
Nigeria Special: Volume 2 Modern Highlife, Afro Sounds & Nigerian Blues 1970-6 (Soundway)
A wonderful curating job as it's an incredible selection, I'm anxiously awaiting more volumes. - Jon Whitney
Fabric 55:Shackleton (Fabric)
Missing Deadlines: Selected Remixes by Ulrich Schnauss (Rocket Girl)
The World Ends: Afro Rock & Psychedelia in 1970's Nigeria (Soundway)
One of the most solid and varied Africa compilations that Soundway has ever released. -Anthony D'Amico
Viva Negativa! A Tribute To The New Blockaders: Volume III: USA (Important Records)
We Are All One In The Sun - Tribute To Robbie Basho (Important)
Auteur Labels: Factory Records 1987 (LTM)
This has absolutely no business being on any "best of" list anywhere. 1987 was a terrible year for Factory Records. - Anthony D'Amico
Fabric 52: Optimo (Fabric)
In Search of Hawkwind (Critical Mass Records)
I am not sure we needed two Hawkwind tributes in one year. This one doesn't even have "Orgone Accumulator" on it! -Anthony D'Amico
Les Filles du Crepescule (LTM)
This was such an eclectic assemblage of dissimilar artists, but it definitely turned me onto to some very cool bands. -Anthony D'Amico
Saigon Rock & Soul: Vietnamese Classic Tracks 1968-1974 (Sublime Frequencies)
I had absolutely no idea that Southeast Asia produced so much great music until this year. Bang Chan's "Nhurng Dóm Mat Hoa Châu" floored me. - Anthony D'Amico
The Sound of Siam: Leftfield Luk Thung, Jazz and Molam in Thailand 1964-1975 (Soundway)
I will be forever indebted to Soundway for exposing me to Chaweewan Dumnern. And forever frustrated at how hard it is to find anything else by her. -Anthony D'Amico
Angola Soundtrack (Analog Africa)
I always look forward to more tales of Samy Ben Redjeb's record-scavenging misadventures. -Anthony D'Amico
Baby How Can It Be? (Songs of Love - Lust & Contempt from the 1920s & 30s) (Dust To Digital)
Foundation Stones: The Stunned Box (Stunned Records)
Kode9 DJ-Kicks (!K7)
Martyn: Fabric 50 (Fabric)
Nigeria Afrobeat Special: The New Explosive Sound In 1970's Nigeria (Soundway)
It was revelatory to discover that: 1.) there many other excellent Afrobeat artists besides Fela Kuti, and 2.) some of them actually wrote tight, structured songs that ended in under ten minutes. -Anthony D'Amico
Of Spectres and Saints ii (elseproduct)
Tradi-Mods Vs. Rockers - Alternative Takes on Congotronics (Crammed)
Worth The Weight - Bristol Dubstep Classics (Punch Drunk)
Jon Savage Presents Black Hole Californian Punk 1977-1980 (Domino)
Bellyachers Listen: Songs From East Africa 1938-46 (Honest Jon's Records)
Boxed Set
Coil, "Colour Sound Oblivion"
Almost as good as being there. - John Kealy
Current 93, "Current 93"
The most ridiculously expensive music purchase that I have ever made, but an absolutely beautiful object. I think I want to be buried with it. I just wish I loved early Current 93 as much as I love more recent Current 93. -Anthony D'Amico
Neu!, "Vinyl Box Set"
Overpriced cash grab. I'm sticking with my CDs thanks. - John Kealy
Current 93, "Like Swallowing Eclipses"
I am not the biggest fan of early Current 93, so the prospect of Andrew Liles reworking it all was a very appealing one for me. His feats of alchemy were not as spectacular as I had hoped they'd be, but this was certainly enjoyable and crazily ambitious. Maybe it will continue to grow on me, as I still don't feel like I have fully processed it all. -Anthony D'Amico
Sun City Girls, "330,003 Crossdressers From Beyond the Rig Veda"
Merzbow, "Merzbient"
Robert Wyatt, "EPs"
Kevin Drumm, "Necroacoustic"
Sun City Girls, "Dante's Disneyland Inferno"
Orange Juice, "Coals to Newcastle"
Blissful, shambling, literate, wry attempts to blend the sensibilities of Chic and Noel Coward. - Duncan Edwards
Artist of the Year
Current 93
Zola Jesus
Swans
Keith Fullerton Whitman
Emeralds
Grinderman
Sun City Girls
Nurse With Wound
Kevin Drumm
Autechre
Again with the Autechre? I am in disbelief. - Anthony D'Amico
Label of the Year
Domino
Mute
Type
Important
Ectopic Ents
Thrill Jockey
Young God
Kranky
Warp
Touch
New Artist of the Year
Rene Hell
I bet Jeffrey Witscher will be pretty surprised to learn that he is the best new artist this far into his career. It was certainly very cunning of him to strategically change his moniker in a year with so few exciting debuts though. -Anthony D'Amico
Lifetime Achievement Recognition
Peter "Sleazy" Christopherson
It is impossible for any reader of brainwashed to have not encountered an album cover he photographed, watched a music video he directed, listened to a recording he participated in, or a musician he influenced. In all aspects of the term "lifetime achievement" he has defined. - Jon Whitney
Very few musicians influenced my musical sensibilities as much as Peter Christopherson did. First, he turned me off with Throbbing Gristle and all the obtuse, weird noise he made. I hated it, but I couldn't stop listening and thinking about it. Then, he and Jhonn blew me away with Coil. For years, I spent all my time searching their records out at the record stores in St. Louis. The seasonal EPs changed my life entirely, and hearing Horse Rotorvator and Love's Secret Domain for the first time were two of the most exciting musical experiences in my life. Along with just a couple other people, Peter opened the universe up for me and made it far more awesome than I thought it could be. That might sound corny, but I say it with absolute confidence. Through Coil and Peter, I found Current 93, Nurse with Wound, Foetus, Meat Beat Manifesto, Clive Barker, Derek Jarman, and many others. I finally got to meet him during Brainwaves '08. I don't know what I expected, but what I found in our brief interactions was a kind, funny, immensely humble person that obviously cared about music and the people around him. I feel very lucky to have met him, and even luckier to have found his music. - Lucas Schleicher
Peter Christopherson's role in Throbbing Gristle and Coil were unmeasurable, both groups eliciting transformative experiences at various stages of my life. His work in the visual spectrum of the arts whether it was commissioned videos for MTV or artwork for albums close to his heart were a cut above the rest. His final years showed a personal and creative edge that threatened to push beyond his more renowned works. He has left behind a rich body of work which will no doubt still be beautiful, challenging and upsetting for a lifetime to come. - John Kealy
Peter "Sleazy" Christopherson was an angel of electricity cast in human form. He retained his teenage lightning until the very end and will be dearly remembered for expanding the vocabulary of electronic music, for his magisterial photographs which are essays on the interplay of shadow and light, and his legacy of video work which captured soul in fluid motion. He was a gentleman who upheld the integrity of his artistic vision, which was fertile and prolific. He tantalized and delighted his fans not only with all that he managed to deliver in the span of time he spent here on Earth, but also with all the projects he had in mind. These remain as seeds left behind to inspire the living. The body of work Sleazy left behind is exemplary. - Justin Patrick
It is hard to think of another person that has had as much impact on my cultural development as Peter Christopherson, as Coil was my gateway to a whole new subterranean world of other aberrant musicians, artists, and writers. Equally important is the fact that Sleazy never stopped being relevant, a near impossible feat after more than 3 decades of music-making. I am heartbroken that there will never be another Threshold HouseBoys Choir album and that I will never get to hear X-TG. He will be missed. - Anthony D'Amico
Compared to many other Brainwashed staff and readers, I wasn't as huge of a Coil fan in comparison. Not that I didn't like them, far from it...many of the albums and songs I heard I really liked, it just didn't fully click with me, but I expect it will at some point in the future. However, Sleazy's work in Throbbing Gristle gave them a distinct sound that defined "industrial" music, and unfortunately we will never see the potential that could have been with X-TG. But really, Christopherson's influence in music goes far deeper than this. Considering his design work with Hipgnosis and his video work in the 1980s and 1990s, almost anyone who listens to music has, in all likelihood, come in touch with his work, even if they have never heard of Coil, Throbbing Gristle, or the Threshold Houseboys Choir. Sadly, it seems like it took his death for the wider world to realize just how much he contributed over his life. I don't think there could be a more fitting choice for this year's recognition. - Creaig Dunton
Worst Album
Vampire Weekend, "Contra"
Smashing Pumpkins, "Teargarden By Kaleidyscope 1: Songs for a Sailor"
Titus Andronicus, "The Monitor"
I like these guys, but I'm afraid that I am unable to overlook the fundamental ridiculousness of an indie rock Civil War concept album. -Anthony D'Amico
Herbie Hancock, "The Imagine Project"
I am impressed at the spectacularly unfortunate assemblage of artists involved in this album. Also, it is amusing that celebrating peace seems to be the fastest and most effective way to elicit an avalanche of ill-will. -Anthony D'Amico
Wolf Parade, "Expo 86"
Hot Hot Heat, "Future Breeds"
Liz Phair, "Funstyle"
Squarepusher, "Shobaleader One: d'Demonstrator"
Dimitri From Paris, "Get Down With the Philly Sound"
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Troy Schafer and Nathaniel Ritter, our brethren behind the urfolk band Kinit Her and soon to be known for their work as Wreathes, have been collaborating with Eric Bray of Arctic Hospital since 2005. At that point they formed The World On Higher Downs, a band who would go on to release one full length album and one 7" single in 2007. Now this mysterious unit has shifted focus completely and changed their name to Compass Hour. The name change certainly seems appropriate because their music is so dramatically different, though the line up remains the same, Compass Hour is a new and unique band. This trio, with the assistance of Nathan Tarrant and Vincent Wachowiak, sets aside the daylight of their previous project and serve up a shimmering moonlight ritual. Imagine the ritualistic prog of early Algarnas Tradgard or the witchy melodies of Comus filtered through the cyclical sensibilities of the Theatre of Eternal Music. This album is winding songs of pastoral nightwalks through the northern forests. A processional trance folk band decorated in tense and elegaic arrangements, weary strings and brass, exotic percussion pushing the march while leaving behind only the earthly sinister vibrations that pulse throughout.
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Horseback is the psychedelic avant-metal band from Chapel Hill founded and led by multi-instrumentalist musician Jenks Miller. Horseback's last full-length, the entrancing and genre-defying Invisible Mountain, was hoisted through the underground on the Utech and Aurora Borealis labels before finding wide release on Relapse in 2010. Whereas the Invisible Mountain had its own hidden language; Forbidden Planet speaks in tongues. Conjuring a primal brew of severe and otherworld mutations, sounding like everything from blissed-out psychedelic fuzz to distant forest-fed black metal and hideous power electronics all at once. The determined and aggressively transformative atmosphere of Forbidden Planet reaches far beyond the Invisible Mountain's passive hypnosis. As with most Horseback material, hypnotic guitar patterns lead the work, but here they are stripped and broken by chaotic rhythms, submerged in cosmic debris and infused with a blackened alien vocal presence. Six lengthy tracks, featuring the mastering talents of James Plotkin and original artwork from Jenks Miller.
In 1986, Duane Warr retreated to his trailer home with an 8-track recorder to make an album which turns out to be a bit more than a doom-laden, cartoonish amalgam of the antics of everyone who has played air guitar in just their underwear during a dark night of the soul.
Warr's 1984 psych-drone debut Starting Over was ignored and his attempts to make country music also got nowhere. A couple of years later, someone pulled a blade on him at his factory workplace and he apparently went home in an enraged state, and had a dream where he wreaked vengeance and devoured human flesh and bones. Animals is his attempt to make sense of the dream. Anvil, eat your hearts out.
The first 70 seconds of the title track will be enough for most listeners to either embrace (or be repulsed by) the ridiculous beauty of Dwarr. Grunts and howls and squealing synths preface plodding sub-Sabbath earnestness. Actually, a glance at the album cover may be all that is needed: Warr in bare-chested He-Man pose, sword aloft, snake wrapped around his leg, human skull nearby, cannibals feasting, a partially submerged Statue of Liberty in the middle distance and a crumbling city on the horizon.
Animals is a subterranean impression of 1970s progressive rock; and a bleary crude blueprint for a psychedelic version of doom-metal. Key track may be "Are You Real" with its chorus of "Christ, Christ are you real?" sounding as much an unfortunate cry of sexual passion as the anguished plea of a man on the cusp of the spiritual transformation which would occur as Duane Warr found God (or vice versa). "Lonely Space Traveler" has a contrasting slower pace that is not so much relaxed as completely over-medicated; with Warr singing a standard rebuke to the human failure to treat all hobos as if they could be the messiah (or words to that noble effect).
This project might be called "outsider art" but I don't care for the way that somewhat patronizing term can label artists eccentric or mentally ill as a way of stimulating interest. Animals is an oddity, but it represents an honest attempt to document some weird feelings with what the artist had at hand: a few instruments, fierce motivation and less than state-of-the-art technology. That said, Duane Warr is now a realtor and I can only hope he never sets out to record an album about that.
Gregory Scharpen’s latest EP under the pseudonym Thomas Carnacki (named after the main character in William Hope Hodgson’s series of ghost finder stories) sounds like one of those Victorian spirit photographs made music. Whether it is a trick of the mind or a psychic invasion, these four pieces unsettle and disorientate like malevolent specters.
Scharpen has served a tour of duty accompanying Matt Waldron in some of irr. app. (ext.)’s live incarnations and echoes of Waldron’s neosurrealist compositions appear fleetingly during The Disappearance of This Terrible Spool. The sonic experiments kick-started by Coil as Black Light District or on The Remote Viewer are also given a look in by Scharpen. Here he attempts to open up listeners' worldview to the things that are best ignored; tapping into mental states that may tap back.
However, the music here is cut from a very different cloth and the weird moods of Hope Hodgson’s short stories are more evident than any musical influence. Ectoplasmic tendrils form unfathomable noises as unknown machines creak, click and rattle. It is easy to imagine Scharpen recording this within his own electric pentacle. "Ecstasy, Vaguely Porous (A Palindrome)," a mercifully short and terrifying piece, looks behind the curtain of death. Pale voices writhe in a desolate ether, eternally alone.
The tenth full-length from Asteroid No. 4 finds this group of professed musicologists flowing between a myriad of musical styles, each tinged with the band’s brand of psychedelia, with a balance between jangly and anthemic melodies. Having relocated from Philadelphia to the Bay Area, their sound takes on a less grungy east coast feel, opting for a more open, "cool" west coast feel, extra bass added to offset the lighter notes with heavier undertones. While less drenched in lysergic reverb, their romance with the past still runs deep, nostalgia a key thread throughout the album.
Part of the independent psych scene since the mid 1990s, the group has a penchant for textured guitars and reverb-drenched harmonies reminiscent of the British indie sound of the 80s and 90s, with doses of late 60s jangle that inspired their music. Northern Songs finds them truly DIY, entirely in their own studio with no guest appearances, and mixing and mastering entirely by the band for the first time since 2006. The title itself refers to the location of the newly located band to their northern California studio in San Rafael. Yet their latest offers a more polished sound, trading reverb for atmosphere, and dialing up the bass for a more polished but haunting effect, as on "Swiss Mountain Myth." The song was inspired when inclement weather stranded the band in a small Swiss town with their tour bus driver, with whom relationships were already strained, and whom had taken to carrying around a machete-sized knife. The band attributes the event as their personal version of The Shining. While polished, this does not mean the album is refined of all edges; there are bangers like "All Mixed Up" and "Hand Grenade" that take no prisoners, and fuzzed out spacescapes like the riffs-heavy "No One Weeps."
Their reverence to 80s-90s reverb can be heard on "No One Weeps," with a bass line reminiscent of Psychocandy, but musical elements aren’t limited to this era alone; in fact, "Paint it Green" could potentially be mistaken for a reworking of David Bowie’s "Heroes." The group pulls from their musical knowledge to incorporate homages across decades, from 60s pop and beyond, but is not bound to any decade, timeless pop hooks that find a home just as easily in 2020. Lyrically, the album is scattered with current social and political commentary. Hooky, well-crafted melodies provide an air of pop-driven nostalgia, hearkening back to what may feel, to many, like a more normal time compared to today.
On this beautifully presented little 7", Japanese artist Sawako Kato uses a variety of found sounds to create an audio representation of what are or will become fossils, either literally or conceptually. With one side sourced from handmade crystal radio recordings and the other being field recordings of a then-abandoned amusement park, the sense of emptiness and decay is clear among the subtle sounds presented.
The A side of the record consists of random radio recordings around Brooklyn, New York, that (I assume) Sawako carefully processed and edited to create a somber, yet relaxing composition.Quiet, but dense walls of voice fragments and pieces of conversation appear over long, spreading passages of somber melody in "Radio Stone," all the while relaxing bits of static can be heard.There is a certain nostalgia in hearing that static that anyone who owned a small, cheap portable AM or FM radio will surely feel, a sound that is alien to anyone who has only experienced MP3s or internet radio stations.The short "Dot" that follows is mostly made up of silence, with the occasional blip of voice or interference appearing.
On the flip side, "Season Off" is untreated field recordings from the Astroland amusement park in Coney Island, which was, at this time, closed to the public.Distant car horns can be heard, but the creaking doors and metal scraping that appears is quite jarring and somewhat painful to hear, especially when paired with the long passages of emptiness.The second piece "Astro Land" sounds exactly as expected from a field recording in an abandoned park.The only real sound to be heard is the howling wind, affected by the still, lifeless rides that were just sitting there to decay.
While I found the processed melodies of "Radio Stone" to be quite beautiful, I thought the Astroland recordings on the B side were the most fascinating.They are the epitome of what field recordings should be:they do more than just capture the ambient sounds, but also present a mood and image of the location and its context.While this amusement park and traditional radio may be in the process of fossilization, this document is a compelling one that ensures neither will be forgotten.
Originally composed for five channel video installations by artist Byron Westbrook (who has worked with the likes of Rhys Chatham and Phill Niblock), the four pieces that make up this album stand strongly on their own as a traditional two channel listening experience. Based upon a variety of pre-recorded and live sources, some of which were weaved together to create singular works, the results often show little semblance of their original forms and become something else entirely.
The four works on this album were all composed in distinctly different ways.The first piece was a live studio improvisation for trumpet, guitar and autoharp that was then mangled and processed live for performance.Opening with delicate, shimmering sounds and soft currents of tone, the piece eventually segues into louder, more commanding passages, but never becomes too much.Bits that resemble sustained notes on a violin or cello arise towards the end, but are obviously not actually there.However, what might be the forceful notes of a trumpet almost seem recognizable towards the end, but that could be a complete fabrication of my mind.
The second track is comprised of two different performances using only guitar feedback that are molded into a completely different sonic character, though at times the unmistakable squall of guitar noise seems to be irrepressible.The piece emphasizes the subtle elements of feedback, focusing on the hum that builds into noise.Undulating, rhythmic elements appear, as does an overarching sense of restrained heaviness…the intensity we all associate with a blast of feedback is there, but kept at bay like a wild animal.
The two remaining pieces were built from a total of five performances, all utilizing processed recordings of viola, organ, and found sounds.Interestingly, but unsurprisingly, both go in extremely different directions.The first of these two pieces has an overall more abrasive feeling, with crackling sounds and machinery like textures.It’s quiet, but there is a consistent stuttering metallic din to be heard that slowly builds in intensity.Of the entire album, this is probably the weakest piece in my opinion, simply because it is rather monochrome and heavily focused on repetition.
The second, however, is the only one here in which the true sounds of the source material can actually be heard.Opening with a digitally reassembled passage of viola, it then leads into mostly untouched heavy organ sounds, with delicate strings to accompany it.The processing elements here are far more subtle:towards the second half it is mostly just used to stretch the more traditional tones out to infinity, creating an enveloping mass of sound that eventually goes out like a lamb, ending on the smallest of sounds.
While there is definitely an overarching concept of using and reusing live performances in a live context, this is a strong piece of audio even without any knowledge of how it was created.While personally I would have enjoyed being able to hear a true five channel mix of these installations at home, this stereo version is still enough to satisfy.
Recorded just towards the end of the career, the Philadelphia noise rock trio ends up departing on a definite up note. This four track EP is an exemplary one, capturing both the surly, filth driven noise scuzz with the melodic, '80s death rock leanings that vocalist John Sharkey would carry over to his current Puerto Rico Flowers project.
There almost seems to be a bit of intentional obscurity in the structure of the disc, with the opening and closing tracks being very in-line with 2007's Babylon Rules and all its grimy punk violence, while the two sandwiched in the middle are much more melodic in nature, almost like the band was a bit apprehensive of this "softer side" being heard initially.The opening "Pissing At The Moon" is, therefore, not unexpected in the least for anyone who knows Clockcleaner.Crawling along at a snail's pace with sharp, trashy metallic drums and a basic repeating guitar rhythm, Sharkey's voice is up front, bring along the dramatic monotone style that is the obvious result of hearing every worthwhile goth band of the 1980s.
The closer, "Midnight Beach," channels the trio's industrial heritage with the rapid fire drums and random percussion sounds thrown around with reckless abandon.Between that and the distorted, bass led opening and outbursts of guitar squall, there's more than a hint of Swans and Big Black to be found, of course with the requisite deadpan vocals.
Squeezed between these two blood and shit covered outbursts are two songs that show a very different Clockcleaner sound."Chinese Town" uses ragged high pitched guitar and simple, plodding drums, but opens up with dramatic flourishes of sound that is the very definition of the sum being greater than the parts.In addition, the presence of what at least resembles a guitar solo and actual moments of melody in the vocals, rather than the morose, autistic approach that’s usually utilized creates a song that’s definitely catchier than the usual audio abuse.Lyrics like "Everyone I have ever loved is sleeping in the ground" keep it grounded in familiar territory, however.
"Something's On Her Mind" pushes those barriers even more, with a guitar sound that screams "new wave" at the onset, more actual singing, and a sense of propulsion that is quite different than the usual zombie death march.Even some of the grime is stripped away, to the point where it sounds almost "normal," although with old school demo tape aesthetics.This feels like the jumping off point that lead to Puerto Rico Flowers, with its slightly less morbid feel and catchier songs.
As far as "final albums" go, Clockcleaner at least went out on top of their game, pleasing fans with familiar material while still dabbling in new realms, and not simply shatting something out to cash in on any sort of legacy.While it's always sad to hear a band I like ceasing to exist, at least it is a strong, memorable exit from this world.
While I have always associated Shiflet with his harsher noise output, his work goes much deeper than that, and this self-released album demonstrates his versatility. His synthesis of harsh noise, droning textures, and hidden melodies showcases a careful equilibrium that he retains throughout.
Shiflet is also known for his graphic design work (he's responsible for the iconic continuity of recent Intransitive Records releases), so it's not surprising that his audio works retain a similar sense of care and restraint to his visual arts, pushing boundaries but with the caution and consideration of an artist.This is even more overt on Llanos, as he juggles three different, often disparate styles seemingly with ease.
The opening "Antrim" exemplifies this, mixing a chirping mechanical drone, buried, stuttering guitar melodies, and a bit of raw noise that never reaches an abrasive point.It’s a beautiful combination, with the static drone elements, the dynamic melodies, and the chaos of noise living together in perfect harmony.
The long "Pink Meadow" uses its duration to create a more diverse composition, slowly building up from filtered static into subtle changes and variations, adding in what sounds like distant field recordings and soft, melodic tones that eventually outpace the static, allowing the musical elements to overtake.While shorter, the title track allows things to go the other way, throwing a distant malfunctioning television together with a bit of digital noise.In comparision to the other tracks, this one errs a bit more on the side of noise, but only ever so slightly, continuing to balance the different sounds beautifully.
The second half of the album has a different, more somber mood in my opinion, with the abrasive squawking electronics of "Sunbathers" obscuring a dark musical drone.The short "Web Over Glen Echo" strips away most of the noise moments in lieu of a filmic ambience, with muted tones audible in a far off corner."Gunpowder (For Raglani)" also relies on sad tones that are amongst a layer of varying static, cyclic melodies that are offset by the slightly abrasive noises.It builds to a sense of hypnotic repetition that becomes soothing and relaxing, but still allows a variety of subtle and varying sonic textures to be heard.
In his description of the disc, Shiflet's quote "the noise and the music have made peace" couldn't be a more concise descriptor for this album.It's not an easy endeavor, in my opinion, to work in these very different contexts without leaning too heavily into one side or another, but here it seems to be done with ease.Llanos is an album in which subtlety and beauty can, and should be enjoyed by all adherents to the genres he works within.
Campbell Kneale has been enjoying quite an impressive creative rebirth since retiring Birchville Cat Motel and re-emerging as Our Love Will Destroy the World, but he wound up with an extremely difficult predicament on his hands in the process: 2009's Fucking Dracula Clouds pretty much perfected the art of being as gnarled, ugly, and visceral as possible and took guitar-based noise about as far as it could logically go.  Unwilling to repeat himself, these two new albums document Kneale's struggle to emerge from that stylistic cul de sac and find innovative new ways to remain vital and nightmarish.
It took me a while to warm to Krayon's Blue Eyes Are My Reward because it feels a bit restrained and scattered compared to past Our Love Will Destroy the World albums.  In fact, the exuberantly strummed acoustic guitar in "Kisses Flaming Hell" approximates what I envision Swervedriver jamming at a beach party might sound like (which is "pretty damn annoying," actually).  However, the rest of the album is pretty unwaveringly excellent despite Kneale's many bold departures from his comfort zone. He does include one characteristically snarling hellscape in the roaring "Triple Encryption Dynasty" that should please anyone hoping for more typical OLWDTW fare, but the remainder of the record is packed full of unexpected surprises ranging from psych-damaged bagpipe drones to tabla-driven ethno-ambiance.  There are also several songs that call to mind a more muscular version of mid-period Zoviet France, melding insistently looping pile-ups of odd percussion, field recordings, and voices with strangled and warped guitars. The fact that very few of these pieces are immediately recognizable as Our Love Will Destroy The World could arguably be considered a flaw, but that is an inherent and unavoidable peril with evolution in general.  This is a very impressive and unexpected effort.
Dekorder's I Hate Even Numbers, on the other hand, is significantly more immediate, distinct, abrasive, and consistent, yet falls quite flat progression-wise.  Thematically, Kneale stays pretty focused on further exploring the possibilities of incorporating thumping beats and deep bass lines to his usual ear-searing, cacophonous onslaught. The dance music elements are generally kept pretty straightforward, like the four-on-the-floor house beat of the title cut, but that seems to be the point: rendering danceable grooves undanceable with shrill feedback, metallic whines, and a litany of non-musical sounds.  Unfortunately, Kneale doesn't quite go anywhere worthwhile with it on the first half of the album, opting to idly ravage unchanging beats without much in the way of pay-off.  The second side of the album is a bit more inventive, as both "Snipers on Skis" and "Twins Like Swans" are built upon unusual mutant-Indian beats, but it still can't escape feeling like a series of underdeveloped song skeletons.  The album's brightest spot is "Tokyo Modern Magic" which marries a somewhat anthemic synth motif to grinding guitar noise and bubbling electronics with some success.  It still fails to evolve much, but it achieves a kind of immersive power simply through sheer density and activity.  I Hate Even Numbers is definitely heavy and attention-grabbing, but its appeal dies rapidly with repeat listens.
Of the two albums, Blue Eyes Are My Reward is the vastly superior one, proving that Campbell is still as daring, restless, and inspired as ever.  In fact, Kneale himself has described it as the best thing he's ever done and I come pretty close to agreeing, but Fucking Dracula Clouds was an absolute monolith of brutality.  I Hate Even Numbers should have been yet another such triumph, but Campbell appears to have lost his talent for dynamics somewhere during the recording process: he seems a bit de-fanged, content to merely augment his songs with harshness rather than aggressively tearing them to shreds or burying them in avalanches of entropy.  The difference between "unpleasantly discordant" and "viciously ugly" is a hugely important one, I'm afraid. These two records definitely leave me pleasantly puzzled, hinting that Campbell's days as a guitar abuse visionary may be winding to a close, but that yet another artistic breakthrough may be imminent.