Started by GEWALTMONOPOL, December 15, 2009, 09:30:59 PM
Quote from: FreakAnimalFinland on June 22, 2023, 09:17:24 AMThe Day Of The Antler "Love Beyond Love" tapeSatatuhattaI suppose this is the biggest edition of The Day Of The Antler releases. Even previous CD was merely edition of 100. You may or may not find that from NHFASTORE or Satatuhatta store, but if it is there when you read this, I'd absolutely recommend to grab it! For the private tapes, you need to get hold of artists and not sure if they are available anyways.I don't know has it been intention, but project certainly seems like it has been only for Finnish audience. Selling hand-made packaged tapes at gigs, or to those who know where to ask. Only interview I know of, has been Finnish language audio (podcast). His sound has been described to be somewhere between industrial-noise and kosmische synth music. Music being used as vague term. This tape is among noisier ones, and despite he has things like buzzing synth tones and looping machine-esque sounds, there is lots of harsh junk noise clatter and such things. If track is titled Scrap Iron Burial Mound, that's pretty much where listened gets buried. Contemplating The Brittle Moments Of Happiness with its crackling fire in kiuas and melancholic piano sounds makes you think many recent years Finn piano works included into releases. Palokoro, Nuori Veri, Ahola & Silander, and more... Then when B-side continues, he hits in more industrial feel, where one could lump this sound closer to Pain Nail or such Finn artists. For me, the B-side is the best side on tape. When he goes into industrial-noise territory and excellent sounds/songs. For fans of "Rural Industrial"!Tape is already sold out from label, but you can find it from other dealers plus stream is here:https://satatuhatta.bandcamp.com/album/love-beyond-love
Quote from: FallOfNature on June 27, 2023, 07:03:48 AMnew tape from No Guard on rotation all weekhttps://divineseverancerecords.bandcamp.com/album/d-p-b
Quote from: bogskaggmannen on March 18, 2010, 10:13:41 PMlistened again recently the old LOTUS EATERS "Mind control for infants" CD from 2002 (?) which recently have been rereleased on vinyl. Other reason for rerelease than being members from other "famous" groups this material is far from excellent to my ears and could definitely have stayed only on CD. Mostly made up by guitar and bass, both acoustic and electric with effects. Maybe parts of it actually sounds like later day EARTH material without the drums. There are a few tracks that flow pretty well but most parts are silent and dull, without direction. Mini-LP on Ajna was much better, four tracks with limited track times maybe made it more interesting?
Quote from: FreakAnimalFinland on July 03, 2023, 08:35:42 AMAs addition, must say that it would be totally unnecessary to put this out on LP. 3 songs in 50 minutes wouldn't really go well on any vinyl format, plus there are long moments of quiet, delicate and minimal drones that would be probably absolutely sucky to listen from crackling contemporary LP pressing. CD version, recommended!
Quote from: Bloated Slutbag on July 03, 2023, 05:39:46 PMI'm just paranoid enough to entertain the possibility that the man the myth follows the forum chatter closely. Not all so very long after some (shall we reflect not-entirely-well-considered) words (not mine) were spilled dinging certain of the more "composed" approaches to soundsmithy-ing, in turn to generate a little ballyhoo upon which more than a few would weigh, out riiiiiiips a namesaked project proper soon to be steeped in the blisterscorched flames of a smoldering scrap furnace, the sort of project methinks everyone need get out of the damn system at one point or other, right, for sanity's sake I suppose I digress do I not, well and truly edging at near diametric opposition to the (earlier) namesake proper. Now, in the wake of words (mine) suggesting that the primitivo of this latest iteration were more at the surface less in the details, or even to suggest that that primitivo might merely serve, half on the sly, to obscure all that carefully crafted smithying, here blasts deferral to a scrap happy urge of proto furnace inclines, like, slowing it down, flexing for the camera, but no not in any smithying capacity rather a sort of shall it be called an urge-ent dis-capacity, an incapacity, even, if you catch my drizzle, ill-capacitated bilge-crusted abrasions sure if not quite clean, more munificently mangled 'n molested through ye olde macro grade meatgringer, savaged by yo momma, like, flatulent strangula hawked 'n blurted through knotted sphinct constrictia, with but a single solitary exception arising out the chafe for naught else but to prove the trajectory, wallowing in fluttered comas of deep-sunk forest creep, nothing absurd about it, at least not at the surface.Not entirely sure, will need to subject the holes to a good few further strains of unfettered abuse, abuse the operative word as in daaamn this shizzle be hizzling hard, short sweet nasty, the way momma makes it now*.* or then