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[bangtanghan]

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[uboatheflesh]

Hi everybody! my new LP "impossible light" is now out digitally on The Flenser. You can also pre-order the vinyl, tapes and shirts.

It has collabs w Otay:Onii, Liturgy, Charlie Looker and Blood of a Pomegranate. It was mastered by Lawrence English and has visual art by Quartzvii and photography by Frankie Pan (including the shot below). It's intended to be listened to with either a big sound system or good headphones at a high volume.

- It's 6 years in the making, the Origin of My Depression (2019) was made *during* making this. It became such a big, complex album that I sidelined it for the Origin, especially since my mental health wasn't ideal at the time. Now its finally out and I can close a chapter of my life and move on.

It's the opposite of The Origin, although it is not a purely 'happy' record by any means. I suggest you listen from beginning to end, as it starts off gloomy, but doesn't end gloomy. Ultimately, its a record about the possibility of a future.

The dolls deserve human instrumentality too. Hope y'all like it. -X

[depravednotdeprived]

Chat Pile tapes

[muttuary]

new pins 🦇🩸

[vyva-melinkolya]

this spring in Denver,“Orbweaving” (in it’s entirety) will make it’s live debut in the USA.

[christiandegn]

Cover artwork for the new Scarcity record, The Promise of Rain

[buellerismyfriend]

Have a Nice Life @ Bowery Ballroom (New York, NY)

[womenofnoise]

Leah B Levinson of Agriculture

[cremationisirreversible]

𝐻𝒜𝒱𝐸 𝒜 𝒩𝐼𝒞𝐸 𝐿𝐼𝐹𝐸

[kimkimberhelen]

chat pile has really mastered the art of serial killer noise rock

[bortchilladelphia]

Jared's Top Ten Albums of 2024! 5. Uboa - Impossible Light

Ambient and noise music can be difficult to write about. It often boils down to "made me feel nice :)" or "made me feel sad :)," or in the best cases "made me feel both :)". But I'm gonna do my best with Uboa.

Uboa is the musical project of one Xandra Metcalfe, a trans woman from Australia. Her album The Origin of My Depression made waves in noise music circles back in 2019, and it's one of my favorites! As the name suggests, it's a pretty devastating album, so I was prepared to be hurt again by Impossible Light. While it's still a harrowing listen at times (see the harsh noise passages of "A Puzzle" or "Weaponised Dysphoria"), Impossible Light tempers itself by allowing a little hope to shine through in the epic near ten minute closer Impossible Light / Golden Flower, stressing that the horrors of living life as a trans woman are worth it for the chance to live your truth as your true self. At least that's what I glean from this. There are lyrics, but often they are obscured, either by the volume of the surrounding chaos, whispers, or screaming either from Uboa herself, or from one of several guests, including fellow trans heavy music artist Haela Hunt-Hendrix of Liturgy fame.

It's also surprisingly "musical" sounding, for lack of a better term, with "Endocrine Disruptor" even approaching sounding like a traditional rock song, with it's natural drums, crunching guitar, and screamed vocals. Elegant melodies peak through the oppressive atmospherics of electronic feedback and noise. Hope and beauty attempting to overtake the harsh darkness, before finally it relents in the end. It's a very cinematic album, one that demands to be listened to in whole in a single sitting.

Uboa has released two very excellent, and honestly very different visions of noise music in the past ten years, and she's definitely earned herself a fan in me. I can't wait to see what kind of directions her music takes in the future. The way she creates these cinematic journeys into her struggles both with gender dysphoria, depression, and the societal place of trans people are both thrilling and heartwrenching. Hopefully the Impossible Light at the end of the tunnel grows brighter for her, and everyone, every day. <3

[doggerell]

HOLY SHIT

[depravednotdeprived]

Chat Pile shirts

[linguaignotakaraoke]

I feel the top of the roof come off

Kill everybody there

And I'm watching all the stars burn out

Trying to pretend that I care

But I didn't, no one ever does

And I would, no one ever will

Can't you see it's all flown out of my hands?

And our clothes are all too often ripped

And our teeth are all too often gnashed

And it lasts as long as it possibly can

[vyva-melinkolya]

@planningforburial at Prepare The Ground, Toronto