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ylayali - yy

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Decades back when music seemed to stagnate, pop sounds tangled with needed creativity. Somberness or seriousness worked in on the edges, destroying the world of catchy jingles and sing along lyrics. Production began to rely upon mindful individuals not cookie cutter labels. True emotion seeped to the top, making music a statement of fantastic thoughts. Ylayali has delivered temporal piercing configuration, finding roots in the past and growing far into the future.

YY is eight homespun highly precise tracks. Fran Lyons is the creative force behind everything we hear and see. I would assume Fran's witty humor penned the craigslist post accompanying this as the description of this cassette. Ylayali approaches the sound spectrum in the most casual manner. Songs unfold with depth and complexity using varying arrays of sonic turbulence. Introspective to the point of wondering how difficult this was to publish. YY takes feelings and artistic style, laying all out for the world to hear. T…

Sister Grotto & Tucker Theodore / Planning For Burial - Split Cassette

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A companion tape to the Like Author, Like Daughter lp on Whited Sepulchre Records. You can get this as an addition when ordering the record. Two track split, Sister Grotto & Tucker Theodore on side A) with "I Don't Want To Love" and Planning For Burial on side B) with "Astrid".

Both pieces climb from lonely depths, sounds building to beautiful crescendos. Tones and tempo are similar between the artists. Sister Grotto & Tucker Theodore using a slightly wider array of sonic wizardry while Planning For Burial stays subdued and focused. This split is Whited Sepulchre Records sonic barbiturate. Take it with, when you are away from the lp. Goes down effortlessly and is time released. These artists hit heavy with vast experience and creativeness.

You can listen to this on Sister Grotto's bandcamp page. As noted earlier, physical copies available with the record purchase. In an edition of one hundred.





SISTER GROTTO & TUCKER THEODORE / PLANNING FOR BURIAL…

Midwife - Like Author, Like Daughter

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Fuzzed and seared guitar becoming something in between. Folk or pop, ambient haze dipping and droning, somehow these melodies sound familiar, yet distant. Whispery haunted vocals move through Like Author, Like Daughter, resembling clouds seen billowing below mountain perches. These were happy songs, gathering dust from never being played for such long time. Now they burn through the decay of time, emitting gentle beauty as the notes slice through nostalgic residue.

Midwife is Madeline Johnston who also composes as Sister Grotto. Her newest lp Like Author, Like Daughter floats like a bird flying into a head wind. It seems impossible not to be blown back, evolution has many mysteries. Midwife cruises through a volatile medium, distorted guitar combined with disintegrating vocals all played in a sleep state cadence. Together these attributes create the soft roar of dense air. Molecules moving in the opposite direction, pushing against the focus of Madeline Johnston's sound. With skil…

Greydini - Bananas For Gatti

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Somewhere in a world of music you are going to encounter sounds that completely confound you. Greydini has successfully shut me down. I don't understand! The pummeling feverish tempo slowing down long enough to continue on. Layers of sounds entering the pores of your skin. Bananas For Gatti is like a trap door spider, pulling you into to a dark punk hideout. Paralyzing and hypnotizing, vocals cutting through your body and horns laying you to rest.

Greydyn Wolfcow resides in a musical dimension apart from what we know. Channeling into our time framed world and utilizing the spectrum of modern sounds as a pallet. There is an early eighties rawness, without tempering and unfiltered. Eighteen tracks exploding in fifty minutes. Bananas For Gatti seems to arrive in the speakers on an electric arc. Murky static swirling around crashing beats. Don't let the saxophone mesmerize you because Greydyn has a serious story to reprogram your thoughts. A disparagement for the norm. Bananas For…

Crown Larks - Population

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Crown Larks have many ingredients with the biggest being their Chicago styled sound. Punchy guitar slicing silence with algorithmic patterns. Songs filled with diverse creativity. Genre bending and mind fraying, from punk psychedelia to revised folk disintegration. The new album Population even throws jazz roots in the ground, blossoming above all low hovering sounds.

Describing Crown Larks could be and endless en devour. Like a long fireworks show, each track detonating with it's own flavor and charm. Ten lengthy tracks, singing and swaying from the yardarms, on a course through time. Population cuts deep grooves in the sound waves, arriving from distant way points with musical exotica. So many instruments used, all beholden to a massive foundation in percussive power. There is a playfulness that gives way to serious tones. I am going to stretch to reach this connection, like Sixteen Horsepower going to the big city and meeting the James White to give them a tour. Crown Larks has…

smellycaт - dearest

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Smellycaт sniffing out sound tidbits and consummate moments in everyday life. The entire composition is inflated into a rotating sphere with small pinpricks allowing the notes to flow out. As each infinitely small sound porthole passes the listeners hearing spectrum, the mood and feel of dearest begins to amass. Beautifully sequenced in timing and flow, smellycaт works a special enchantment floating thoughts in a salt laden sea.

A double cassette emitting eroded beats from a flickering pop post nuclear landscape. The remains of civilization found in broken items and distant aspirations. Dearest embodies a sentimental connection to a phased out world. So chilled on the surface but revolving with a dense burning core, holding all thirty one of the tracks together. Smellycaт sniffing the rubble of cultures remains. Bringing treasures back with noble composure. Saying, "don't feel sad, the world has moved on, here are some beautiful memories we can share, hope this makes you a li…

noisepoetnobody - Fissure

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Percussive pressings reverberating through worldly history. Fissure has a sublime organic essence, modern and ancient in parallel. These rumblings and rattlings bleed through the fabrics of civilizations. Hints of both sacred temples and forgotten tombs, colliding together and creating a startling awakening from lengthy meditation.

Noisepoetnobody weaves a tapestry of sound. Fragments of majestic moments joined in a seamless symphony of tightly bonded notes. There are not tracks on Fissure. Just two parts divided by a momentary flip or reverse of the cassette. One long composition where noisepoetnobody is joined with Eveline Müller. Strings, springs boards spiraling together with bowls, bows and blades. In what reads as potential mayhem, Fissure brightly glows with comforting warmth. Patient, never overstretching into industrial cacophony. Sounds for imaginative minds, melded together by creative consciousnesses.

Released on the eh? label out of Richmond, California. eh? is related to…