Excepter
Os Mutantes
it's been a while, hasn't it? my apologies, my life has been... ridiculous. i've honestly only had a few minutes in front of a computer in the last month, and i was drunk during those few minutes too, so you can understand.
the only grindcore band you'll ever need to listen to. and you can quote me on that. i'm just shocked that this band is still not all that popular. i mean, they only have a little over 11,000 listers on last.fm. there is something incredibly wrong with that. anywho, i'm done rambling, download this and listen to it, it'll probably take less time to hear the whole album then it did to read all of this.
dude, it's Del. i shouldn't have to say anything about him.
what is this? two uploads in one day?! what the motherfuck.
from what i understand about this series, jamie is going to release one CD of solo ambient music a month, for twelve months straight. as far as i know this is the first CD of the series. enjoy.
i think this review sums up this album better than i could... "Having established his art on initial releases, Tibet makes a stunning declaration of purpose on Dogs Blood Rising, one of the most frightening, nerve-wracking records ever released. Interspersing quicker tracks and two lengthy evocations of destruction, Dogs Blood shows Tibet and his collaborators -- including, as always, Stapleton -- combining everything from invocations of Yukio Mishima to Christianity in a harrowing blend. Opening track "Christus Christus" sets the tone with its heavily flanged and looped vocals, chanting the title over and over again against a wash of sound, but it's the following track, "Falling Back in Fields of Rape," which truly begins to set this album apart. With guest vocals courtesy of Crass singer Steve Ignorant, who recites lyrics clearly meant to play on both senses of the word "rape," everything -- from recurrent chants of "War!", other choral moans, varying percussion, heavily treated musical snippets, and fragment loops -- builds and fades throughout the mix. When a young girl's voice takes over the main lyrics after a snippet of a nursery rhyme is sung, the sheer sense of creep out grows even higher. It's even further intensified as Ignorant's rasping shouts of the main lyric start floating up through the mix like a mantra from hell. "From Broken Cross, Locusts" provides a semi-respite in ways, but only just, chanting from Tibet and others floating low in the mix as a recurrent, strange drum loop sets the overall pace before a sudden, frazzled ending. "Raio No Terrasu (Jesus Wept)" ratchets up everything to the level of apocalypse -- the music doesn't pound and explode, but the ever-more pained, wailed voices chanting the title phrase or other similarly disturbed lines, or simply calling and keening unintelligibly, become a disturbing, fractured and tape-treated collage of sound. "St. Peters Keys All Bloody" concludes the album on a perversely calm note, with Tibet speaking in a snarl, then softly singing "The Sounds of Silence" and "Scarborough Fair" by Simon & Garfunkel. It's a chilling coda to a striking album."
one of the oldest, and also one of the best blues compilations i've ever heard. now i know i'm not much of a blues fan, but out of all of the people i've played this album for, i've yet to have a single person say they didn't enjoy it. if you're not into blues already, please let this be your introduction. especially if you're a bob dylan or canned heat fan, because mr. thomas was a big inspiration on them.
sorry for being so lazy.
you dig harsh noise? you'll enjoy this album then. in fact, if you're into noise at all and you don't have this album than i don't know what the fuck is wrong with you. i only have two words for this masterpiece: instant classic.
an album everyone should own, or at least hear once. raw, loud, fast, noisy, what more could you possibly want from an album? i don't know if this should be labeled as punk or not, but that's probably the closest genre i can think of to this. i shouldn't even have to write anything about this classic, the name should be enough to get you to download it.
first off, ignore the album artwork, though once you see the DVD and read about the CD/DVD package it becomes a lot more apparent why they picked that picture as the cover art. The Threshold Houseboys Choir is Peter Christopherson (Throbbing Gristle/Psychic TV/Coil). even if none of the bands that he has been a part of ring a bell for you, you should still check out this album. it is one of my all time favorite albums to fall asleep to, next to Aphex Twin's Selected Ambient Works, Vol. 2.
for a record that was recorded 30 years ago, this beauty really stood the test of time. the source of the sound on this album is a violin, but he uses it in ways i've only heard a few artists use it before. it's sometimes jazzy, sometimes avant-garde, sometimes straight up noise. and it's 30 years old!
this is truly an unknown gem. so unknown that i really don't know anything about the band at all. i would recommend this album for fans of Os Mutantes.
