lost in a sea of sound

Warm Forms has my mind stationed in park right now. The sound rest in a world of slow rhythm and electronic radiance. The structure of this composition by Adam Tramposh (Warm Forms) is inviting and complex. This release titled Polymer Slug has a pleasant vibe connecting each track, making an uplifting and beautiful cassette to listen to. There is some chaos being emitted from Warm Forms. Not noise, but more of a maxing out of the sonic spectrum. The sound is straight in front of you while vibrating on every cell of skin simultaneously. Grandiose pipe organ rooted in historic buildings looses it's mass and slowly floats above earthly realms. This is how it all starts. There is no desire to disembark because this will be a wondrous ride. Never menacing, only reaching highs then lows. Making Polymer Slug varied and intriguing. At times the music reminds of a deep grooved seventies record fluctuating with futuristic dub. Steam rolled music flattening the glitch. You can almost hear i

The beat makes me write, makes me think, makes no sense. Moments of time are accentuated keeping pace with rapid exertion. Body and mind are confused, one still, the other racing. The split of Alter Image and The Inverted Orange are fresh squeezed sounds to ears droning in the pool of ambient wash. Alter Images side A "Fresh Perspective" is placed and named properly. The song fires at me, pulsating, shaking my monotonous existence. Pull yourself up and awaken. We have touched down. Put on this Alter Image "Sweatshirt" and float with us. You can hear now. The Inverted Orange's side B grabs your hand and helps turn around from side A. Now that you are coherent, a sonic river sounds from beneath. "Turn Your Sadness Into Jell-O", the first track on the Inverted Orange side, is so completely worthy of embarking. The beat is the wildness, the guitar is a sparkle you follow. Now lost in the interior "Frozen Moments" makes realizations with the f

Here is a cassette that balances sound from time and genre, delivering complete immersion into the fog. Kill West has a intonation that will resonate with many listeners, bringing a heavy five member onslaught with guitars, drums, bass keys and vocals. Based in Argentina this band has transcended their space time coordinate, creating a style not transfixed to any era or location. The most striking component to Kill West's sound is the drenched transmission of music laden in fuzz, feedback and reverb. With the eight tracks filling Smoke Beach, all are covered with a humidity so substantial the weight feels like a slow turned vice on your ears. Each track holds it's own on being different with many sweet moments of sheer and subtle awesomeness. The droned out wash of electric laundering fuses the entire album together. This makes Smoke Beach play out as a tight album, complex enough with variations between tracks, but best listened to in it's entirety. At times i feel Smo

Amazing live recordings captured on tape. This one is divided into what looks like four sessions spanning over seventy minutes. bob bucko JR is extremely talented with musical composition. Evidence here with these live recordings, crafting a drone based world for a sustained guitar and vocal adventure. There are all aspects of moods with Analog Masters Volume 1. Strings banged to speaker damaging levels then changing to delicately picked moments of thought provoking notes. The substance Analog Masters Volume 1 delivers the most of is emotion. This can be heard through out the cassette and is exemplified for me on the third live recording Mothership Music. bob bucko JR uses vocals on this session, culminating with an intensity heard in many of the south's delta blues artist. Something else i noticed about these recordings were segments of similarity in style to The World Is Big, The Road Is Long . This was a cassette i did a write up on back in February of this year. It sounds l