The second release from this Kawabata Makoto-less Acid Mothers splinter group consists of three fairly similar instrumental blues tracks. While not a huge departure from their last album, here the band comes across as more focused and succinct in their songwriting.
If you're a Western Mass townie, its likely that you've experienced more of Thurston Moore's side projects than you've ever thought possible. Of all his recent non-Sonic Youth outings this little piece of analog realy exciting.
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This fag tapes release features a bunch of unidentified nut jobs exploring out-of-the-ordinary vocal sounds in what is probably an abandoned cellar in Ohio. Depending on which way they are interpreted this collection of tracks can either be a set of anthems for despairing mental patients or the sound of really depressingly sour group sex.
Split over a C10 cassette, this wheezy grind and its dark cousin lie in the middle ground between their big label releases and the scratched nothingness of some of their CD-R jams. Nate young's unintelligible vocals on the untitled A Side say more about his possible profligate ways than any lyric sheet could.
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