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MJ MJ Records 2016 Fall Series Bundle

MJ MJ Records has captured sounds from the Minneapolis area. Delivering these amazing shows in the gorgeous physical format of artfully done cassettes. Live music across three tapes, maintaining the high standards for the label. 

Here are the links to the posts:
IE - Live - 7​/​21​/​2016 ZOZO Tek - Live - 2​/​27​/​2016 American Cream Band - Live 2015 - 2016

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American Cream Band - Live 2015 - 2016

Throwing the sounds backwards, American Cream Band sounds more like an African orchestra from the nineteen fifties and sixties. Psychedelic wind hits these beats and warbled notes are played through a relentless percussion exhibition. Groovy bass is the only root to this world. Heavy to say the least. While listening to Live 2015 - 2016 your attitude will be adjusted like subtle vertebrae on a giraffes neck.

Well over forty minutes across ten tracks, there is no stopping the force behind American Cream Band. Nathan Nelson plays with a multitude of musicians over a variety of venues. Improvisational blessedness for the Minneapolis Minnesota area. What surfaces is shark attacks of live music, biting listeners with well defined chomp patterns. Not sloppy gummy jams, but precise sound forays. From beats to drones, instrumental to vocals, jazz to rock, this is the cream of America.

A very thoughtful selection of live performances curated by Nathan Nelson. With so much to choose from, these…

ZOZO Tek - Live - 2​/​27​/​2016

Journey into the ambient jungle. Paralyzing horns piercing like frog dipped blow darts. Beats in cadence with rising anxiety of loosing yourself in a world where the sun is permanently kept away. There is a tangent quality of peacefulness and beauty. Maybe rest will somehow induce the ability to hear more clearly. With out noticing the music becomes your totem. Like a snake in a wicker basket, yearning for these melodic horns is the only appeasement your existence knows.

ZOZO Tek is from Minneapolis and consist of Joseph Burns and Mariel Oliviera. This live cassette was recorded at Drone Not Drones 2016, in the wee hours of the morning. MJ MJ Records has the complete description here, so i am not going to rewrite it.

This music has some serious roots in talent. The timing alone is absolutely majestic. The sounds beat and sparkle along like breathing or blood pumping through your core. The first side of the recording is a little more hairy. Approaching your ears like ghost rattle in th…

IE - Live - 7​/​21​/​2016

Driving sounds pumping your consciousness full and clearing out ambient cobwebs. IE surges forward with pulsating synthesizer mercury. Heavy and free flowing sounds, sparkling in a turbulent electronic current. Energy to remove the madness of the daily world.

This is a live recording of IE at the Profile Event Center in Minneapolis. Each side of the tape is a ten minute foray on to open night roads, where speed is blurred by the distance light can travel. IE is a four person ensemble with John Vitale on bass, Meredith Gill with a percussive assault, Michael Gallope and Travis Workman melting fingers to the keyboard arrays. This group produces tones that hearken to times of hazy tripped out early seventies bands. Listeners being absorbed by their surroundings as ambivalence of the world around them creates the one moment they are in. IE is incredibly smooth with sounds balanced together so very well. They seem to fall into the pipeline and finally appear after the wave ends.

This casse…

A Giant Fern - Three Impressive Cassettes

Electronic forms dancing in bewitching sonic fields. They take all forms in order to mesh with each separate listener. A Giant Fern turns the spotlight on, in order for their true identity to be heard.
Try and hear with quick links to each:
Problems That Fix Themselves - The Mold Will Die Rhucle - Colourless Kösmonaut - Master Generator

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Kösmonaut - Master Generator

On winter islands, in a still forest of pines, a lone warrior parts motionless molecules with an incredibly sharp sword. Percussion and strings echo through the consciousness as frozen air is cleaved in a rhythmic well practiced dance. The picture fades as the land is bombarded with the static of time. Ride the iron train of drone and enjoy the sounds more than the sights. The ethereal whistle blows for so long as the rumble of motion vibrates through the mind. Somehow hollow and completely dense simultaneously.

Amazingly the Kösmonaut release Master Generator is finely deft in the art of mutation. By the time track four "Waiting Room" ends, a new cycle of sound starts with "Lumbar Puncture". Finding home in a middle eastern tone and timber and covering the sound field with a smokey obscurity. Back to an almost frightening ferry through ambient haze, notes chiming like broken shutters in the wind.

The sky radiates again, not with sunlight but sustained glow from me…

Rhucle - Colourless

Beautiful ambient music is always a nice treat to listen to and write about. This release on A Giant Fern by Rhucle, is a substantial addition to tones evoking higher spiritual awareness. As with all music on the this razor edge pathway up, the talent rest in never reaching the top or looking down below. Understanding spirituality revolves around the thoughts that it will never be fully understood, or even partially for that matter. And in this realization, the disappointment associated with never reaching a goal and always being on a journey, can be frightening. This cassette titled Colourless by Rhucle mirrors those thoughts in sound.

This composition focuses on the process of points in between. Hovering in this realm for long enough, the allurement becomes hypnotizing. Colourless consist of eight tracks covering close to forty minutes. A drone world pushing past the infrared and finding place in longer wave lengths. Complete peacefulness in sound, and this is incredibly difficult t…

Problems That Fix Themselves - The Mold Will Die

If you could some how amplify the sounds of microbial processes, this cassette by Problems That Fix Themselves would be a good example of how this world drones on. Listening to molecules move, sounding incredibly dense and layered. Chemical reactions sparking indescribable notes of interest. Similar to the quietness of a starry sky being intruded by matter burning through the outer layers of the atmosphere. There is something alien about this release titled The Mold Will Die. An ambient world where you can never find complete comfort.

The composition consist of basically four tracks over a period of about a half an hour. The world created is a bath of radiation. Gamma rays of sound bombarding the consciousness above and beyond the anesthetizing drone taking all the space in the background. In this state, the mind is open for conditioning. Much like an episode on the original Star Trek where Kirk ends up on the table looking at the swirling mind control disc above (Dagger of the Mind).…

Sulcus - Stochastic Deployment vol2: Transistor Matadors

The radio dial turns.... An infinite spectrum of possibilities, music, talk, static and squelch or any combination of these sounds. The fuzzy hiss becomes clear and the prevailing media is as it should be, guitar, bass and drums. When does this exist? Who is playing the instruments? Why are there people saying things from the well of time? The answer is Sulcus and this is their release Transistor Matadors.

Traditional modern rock swirling in disintegrating airwaves. Lengthy contaminations of broadcast oddities stuck together. Separation only causes the original copy to become utterly damaged. With adroit talent of the Sulcus technicians, only the truly beautiful mutations are taken. These are then bestowed on to the listener's with the knowledge of the existence of this San Diego laboratory. The amassment of terrestrial sounds lurking invisibly on reels of fused magnetic tape is a true project of extraction. With heads down working and alternately playing this stoned out soundtrac…

Painted Faces - Hermit of Bushwick

Slowly unfolding, Painted Faces has the patience to feather the sound canvas with mesmerizing delectation. If anyone is intrigued by genres being mashed together, they should listen to Hermit of Bushwick with special interest. David Drucker has moved off into a style of music that could be called lo-fi drone pop. Not  sure if this was the his intention on the initial composition start, but Hermit of Bushwick is difficult to classify, making it hypnotizing.

This cassette is completely different to say very plain and simply. Nine songs that move from twinkling electronic wander to sporadic vocals twisting your mind. Listen and think about the words Painted Faces conveys, poignant and haunting simultaneously. There is a drone quality sometimes becoming clearly apparent then disappearing into blistered deconstructed guitar, making itself heard in the moonless night. I want to say... Amps for Christ mixed with a Zappa record that wobbled off the turntable. Great cohesiveness as a complete …

anthéne - permanence

As our world rotates on it's elliptical orbit, the energy of all living beings is radiated beyond the planet's gravitational pull. Much like breathing, this energy rises and falls through the passage of time. From sparsely populated to famine from overcrowding, at peace or societies in war, natural disasters, baby booms, deforestation, and times of renaissance..., energy changes. This composition by Brad Deschamps as Anthéne captures what is natural, the energetic field of life on an evolving celestial body.

Permanence is a beautiful composition both in sound and physical presentation. Seven tracks across forty five minutes, takes the listener far below the surface. A deep plunge into sounds resting on the edge of a somber world of contemplation. An ambient journey that helps assuage the vastness all entities reside in. In a largely empty universe, Brad finds tones with feelings. His project Anthéne, captures the essence of this swirling ambient force, and at the same time, ke…

Tristan Welch - Washington D​.​C.

Allaying hum of unseen electromagnetic energy cast from poll to poll above the earth's atmosphere. In a silent world where no ears can hear, sound goes no where. Tristan Welch harnesses onto this spectrum of obscured frequencies. The elusive energy in the air before us, funneling this moment in time deep into our consciousnesses.

Two side long tracks edging into your mind like space dust covering the solar system. This composition breathes the higher drone. The feelings are ultimately relaxing. Titled Washington D.C., Tristan finds grooves in simplicity and patience. Allowing thoughts to expand while these droning notes occupy the emptiness. Like an electric blanket to protect the body as the spirit travels in distant space. Washington D.C. allows your mind to become keenly aware of the unkwon sounds that swaddle our physical selves. You will want an auto-reverse cassette player on continual loop when this tape goes into the deck. 

Take a moment and absorb the goodness! Copies of…

BBJr - Pareidolia

Carving up the parts and stacking them back together uniquely and distinctively. Bob Bucko Jr has crafted a droned out tirade of jazz and electric energy. Pounding at the windows but never breaking the glass. There is no room for more anything. The earbuds have a full BBJr smattering again and Pareidolia will keep them saturated for a long while.

For tracks make up this forty minute tape. The balance from front to back is perfect with each other. A sea of roaring waves lulling your consciousness while the extreme edges of the world crackle with sounds never imagined before. Bob Bucko Jr has a serious talent for playing and waiting for the echoes to fade away before his havoc on the guitar begins again. Like he is speaking some forgotten celestial language from prominent mountain tops.The sounds leave their gravitational constraints. The surface drones away until the skies snap again returning frequencies of fascination.

This Bob Bucko Jr release on Already Dead Tapes and Records came …