Ligature - Disappearing Act (Ascetic House)
In order to prepare for a move in March, I am starting to pair down my record collection extensively. When you reach the noise section of this task, it always becomes infinitely harder. "I have 8 tapes by this artist, and I remember enjoying them all in the one listen I gave to them. What do I do?" You sit down and listen, I guess.
This tape will be staying with me, as I find it to be among the best of the Ligature discography (the other being his tape on Monorail Trespassing). This has a very ... New York ... feeling to it that you can hear from other artists in his peer group like Shredded Nerve and Kyle Flanagan; eerie synths, whacked out tape looping, "city life" field recordings and just the right amount of harsh rage. Judging on sight alone, I am willing to wager this is a C10 or C11. Pairs pretty perfectly with the aforementioned Monorail tape, which clocks in at a C20. Some artists wish they had 30 minutes worth of sound as good as this.
Rumors I have heard indicate that Chris Hansell has quietly exited out of recording noise at this point. If so, I get it; dude has a busy life between a pizza restaurant and his other musical endeavors in hardcore. It is better to acknowledge when you should step away than attempt to continue making half-hearted material. It makes tapes like these just have an extra layer of power to them.
Max Julian Eastman - An Event in 4.75 Time (Chocolate Monk)
I am always game for the Eastman brand of tape muck weirdness. This one delivers on that end. The drums he uses here are choice. Add in found sound from god knows where. There was only a bit of CDr glitching to be had, but as long as it doesn't stop the disc completely, I can manage with it. It is to be expected with the format. This is a pretty good disc, has me excited for whatever proper full length comes from Max next.
Aaron Dilloway - Opened Door (Chondritic Sound)
This is a pretty creepy tape to have rolling before 10:30AM. I have not listened to Dilloway in quite some time. His impact on my love of noise is immeasurable to the point where it feels akin to throwing on Nirvana sometimes. I have heard what I have a million times, I think I know all the tricks and sounds. I know it is good, so the urge to revisit rarely comes.
Similar to Nirvana though, every time I throw something by Aaron on, I hear new things that were not made apparent in my first listen. My love for the man's work comes flooding in at an astonishing rate. As I finish typing this now, I am eyeing my tape wrack for which Dilloway will be put into the deck next... hmmm... Been a while since I heard Foul...