★Siltbreeze
Sensacao Do Principio
Sensacao Do Principio is the third release proper from Tropa Macaca and their first with an American label. Their previous efforts on Ruby Red and Qbico were magnificent (though hard to find) efforts of blotted, aural sci-fi codifications somewhere between Anar Band and Blues Control. The two-track full-length continues their foray into post-psychedelic instrumental morphine, where Moolah's LP and Pink Floyd's "Several Species of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together in a Cave and Grooving with …
What Was Music?
Harry Pussy was a noise rock band from Miami, active from 1992 to 1997. The main members were Bill Orcutt on guitar and vocals and Adris Hoyos on drums and vocals. Other members included briefly Ian Steinberg on accordion, and later either Mark Feehan or Dan Hosker on second guitar. They recorded primarily for the Siltbreeze label. The often violent and sexually charged music of Harry Pussy is still well-regarded and highly influential in the noise and noise rock scenes.
Ride A Dove
Shockingly violent, brain-exploding music that says it's rock right on the cover. Otherwise, you might think it was a snuff record. Will thrill you with the joy of living, but will also make you run outside and start a fistfight. S'okay though, as the band started plenty of fights themselves. Miami's greatest. Bill Orcutt, Adris Hoyos. Tracklisting: I Started a Band, Self Expression, The Man in the Mirror, Ride a Dove, Free Pussy, The Man in the Mirror Part II.
Houston
What is it about Houston that so haunts its denizens? Whether it be the free-form mumblings of the Red Krayola or the fuckery of the Kangaroo Court and the mysterious plunk, thuds, and howls of Jandek, the city and its ghosts hiss just below the surface, spinning cobwebs that dangle from every note. Everything has been touched by the phantom of the city. And even though Tom and Christina Carter now reside in Austin, they have turned to face these ghosts on their sixth album overall, simply entit…
Wild & Inside
"Sick to Death" received worldwide accolades for its frantic pacing, unimpeachable lyric quality, & nugget after nugget of pop hooks buried under a gob of lo-fi muzz. This time they explore a cleaner, more inimitable sound. Gone is the wall of crud that prevents discerning listeners from identifying the instrumental play-by-play; it its stead, a set of crafted songs recall the paisley punk of The Last & the rural-delica of Great Plains, as well as nodding to the sanguine pop of early Flying Nun …
Tusk
Back in stock. 'Tusk wields its classic rock appellation like a talisman, but it still owes more to the lava-like flow of Repent, the trio's voice-free collection of in-concert jams recorded in 1996, than it does to any collection of rock songs that I've ever heard. They get some of the component pieces right; there's Robbie Yeats' inexorably driving drumming, Bruce Russell and Michael Morley's grinding rhythm guitar riffs, and Morley's vocal melodies that ooze out of the static-ridden ha…
Whitehouse
There's not much in the way of commentary or anything about that, though, so either call it a wry Kiwi joke at the Yanks' expense or just something that looked nice enough to use. Consisting of six tracks of unsurprisingly varying length - fairly short or totally long - in ways The White House is Dead C as per usual and in others a bit of a diversion from the usual form. Notably, there's evidence of relatively more production - while it's hardly hard-disk billion-track digital sound or the like,…
Project for a revolution in NY
Dead C. mainstay's multiple personalities mull the merits of the back-to-monodiglycerides movement.
Rabbi sky
Mr. Ubiquitous lends his formidable name and image to a Siltbreeze project. Experimental drones and noises with nods to Phill Niblock and noted pop subversive James iDumpi McNew. A big, clanging, obstreperous, kosher meatloaf of an album.