#digital regress

[bandcampsnoop]

9/6/24.

Chris Natividad has been a significant part of the Oakland music scene for years - Marbled Eye, Aluminum, Public Interest and now Blue Zero.

Marbled Eye and Public Interest to remind me of Total Control, Diat, Ausmuteants, Wire and the new Osees. Aluminum have more of a shoegaze sound while (based on this one song) Blue Zero seem like a combination of all those sounds - maybe add in a little Erik Blood.

Blue Zero "Colder Shade Blue" is being released by Lower Grand. I also received an email letting me know that Marbled Eye's first two releases are being combined into one stellar LP. You can listen and order from Digital Regress.

[goodbysunball]

Digital monsters

Sneaking a few in before April's done and gone. Many of these musics were experienced digitally only for the most part, whether it was due to lack of a physical product or expensive import prices, none of which now apply (except for the Stone Rollers) as I finally get around to posting this. Ian's making Light Metal Age tapes, MIKE just put Pinball on CD, I finally pulled the trigger on KN​Æ​KKET SMIL, etc. Still, the car is the place where most listening is done these days, an unavoidable and really-not-that-bad reality. Windows down, these up:

Maria Bertel & Nina Garcia, KN​Æ​KKET SMIL (Kraak/No Lagos Musique/Otomatik)

It would not be much of an understatement to say I'm a bit burned out on free-improv-jazz and adjacent records, but a live video posted earlier this year by @dustedandsocial piqued my interest in this duo. Nina Garcia shreds and mangles the guitar in a manner both controlled and explosive, like the best no wave auteurs, but the draw here is what Maria Bertel does with the trombone. She pulls these long, drawn-out notes from the belly of the instrument, like glass fibers being pulled from a melt, reminiscent Phill Niblock's arrangements for cello or voice. There's plenty of scrape 'n skronk coming from the trombone, too, like on "Trick & Illusion," but I find the bass-y drones to be more interesting. The end result is a brittle, harsh push-pull between the relatively free guitar and the more grounded trombone, where it often sounds like the two are running in circles in a room with their eyes closed, occasionally colliding to combine forces. When they are not at odds, as on "Nightmare of a Lunatic," the results can be thrilling. At other points on the record I am reminded of Harvey Milk's "Pinnochio's Example" (the title track), later-period Sightings ("Lost Arts," "Twin Truths") and the instrumental side of Khanate ("Playground of Blind Forces," "Inorganic Body"). Given how this is presented - bare, without any perceivable ornamentation or post-production - it makes for a tough listen; you've gotta be in the mood for something this harsh and unadorned, 'cause meeting you halfway isn't happening. But, if you've any affinity for old instruments hammered into new shapes by inspired/inspiring hands, there's some powerful, almost-mystic energy wafting from the grooves.

Bobby Would, Relics of Our Life (Digital Regress)

Bobby’s back, continuing his partnership with the esteemed Digital Regress label, who brought his STYX release to the LP format. STYX was dedicated to his mother, and initial listens have left me convinced that Relics also appears to be wrestling with her passing. Unlike STYX, which contained tracks like "Hype On" that worked themselves into something resembling upbeat and energetic, Relics is a comparatively somber affair. It's bookended by two quiet instrumental tracks ("Runaway" is especially good), and in between is more skeletal, maybe even refined, version of Bobby Would. The overall effect here is often reminiscent of Wonderfuls, or Lewsberg on In Your Hands: gossamer-thin arrangements, sparkling guitars, slow tempos and mumbled vocals. While there are points where Bobby Would presents as a bit listless or hopeless, it never stretches to the maudlin, mostly due to the opaque phrasing. As on previous BW releases, the lyrics are still usually little more than repetition of single phrases until they become profound, which works especially well on these subdued arrangements. The more I listen, the more it sounds like a natural progression from his last two proper LPs, the subtle refinement of a now-signature sound. Like “Maybe You Should” from World Wide World, “Tryin' 2," "Is It Nice Now?" and “No More” rank with some of his best slow dancers; "Explain" and "All I Do" feel like Baby's grown now, using only the necessary elements to create a song and cutting the tape when it's done (not that Bobby Would has ever had a problem with economy). The only misstep here? The hidden track at the end of the physical record, a cover of UB40's "Red Red Wine" (no fucking joke), and nothing more need be said about that. The nine tracks that properly make up Relics of Our Life deserve to be lived in, spindly guitar lines swirling around like smoke and mumbled vocal incantations taking you elsewhere for the duration. Another unassuming gem from the surprisingly durable Bobby Would.

Light Metal Age, s/t (self-released)

In retrospect, I think Gen Pop's PPM66 is one of the best records to come out in the past decade, wringing modern ennui by the neck to squeeze out lyrical inspiration, nailing down a balance between catchy and smart in an impressively effortless way. That record flew, and still flies, under the radar, unfortunately, and the band is no more. Light Metal Age is the new project of Gen Pop's Ian Patrick Corrigan, and it sorta picks up the thread of PPM66, but veers off into the countrified black humor of Country Teasers ("Quil Ceda"), lonesome new age ("Oakland 2017"), and a chilling minimal synth track ("Garage In Meridian"). Corrigan's vocals sound like Bill Callahan in his early days as Smog, but in content he appears to be searching for a place or meaning or some sign that the world isn't as backwards and cruel as it actually is. I think opener "What He's Done" is my favorite song of the year so far, a perfectly dusty guitar line paired with deep, reverberated vocals coldly presenting a personal inventory (“Tattoos since he was 20,” “$20K he owes/20 years to go”). It’s all tied together by the chorus of “You said let it go/But do you know/what he’s done?,” the anxiety of being a prisoner of your past neatly summarized. “Quil Ceda" is my other standout favorite, the biting line "It will make you sick" now popping up in my head all too often as I go about my days. Really, there's something to like on every track here: the double-timed portion toward the end of "T.U.L.I.P."; the rain-soaked, pre-dawn alleys conjured by "Garage In Meridian"; and the subdued Ben Wallers impression on "Gaps In the Material." Sure, "Oakland 2017" is maybe a bit long and saps momentum plopped in the middle, but this seems more like a mixtape than a finished product, and I've come to appreciate the cracks in the tracks forced together. I've been playing it non-stop for nearly two months now, a potent distillation of the young American's modern struggle, laid out without self-pity and the right amount of simmering discontent. Can't ask for much more.

MIKE & Tony Seltzer, Pinball (10K)

Here’s an unexpectedly economical and breezy offering from MIKE, produced entirely by Tony Seltzer. Not sure what Tony Seltzer did here to allow MIKE to let down his guard and puff out his chest a little, but it’s a welcome change of pace, if a bit forgettable. Seltzer’s beats aren’t going to have many rappers come calling, but they’re exciting enough jumping off points for MIKE to try on different personas. I get hints of UGK-era Bun-B (named checked in “Underground Kingz,” as required), Young Dolph, and Lil Baby in MIKE’s rapping on Pinball, and it’s fun and jarring to hear him rap over trap beats like “Yin-Yang.” For all his efforts, the album lags in spots - “100 Gecs,” “Underground Kingz” and “R&B” have become laborious over multiple listens, the beats sputtering, the rapping losing steam without MIKE’s usual emotional overflow. But the opener “Two Door,” the unassuming bounce of “Skurrr” and "Pinball," and the Niontay-featuring “2k24 Tour” still connect, MIKE throwing off a satin boxing robe and sparring with whoever. It’s true that overexposure to this album over the past few weeks has probably taken away some of its luster, but hearing MIKE in this capacity paints a more complete picture of him as an artist. Short ‘n mostly sweet, with no tears, Pinball’s sure to be a steady listen through the punishing summer ahead.

The Stone Rollers, The Ballad of Bill Spears (self-released)

Are the Woolen Men done? Nothing official on that, but members are shifting priorities to other groups: guitarist Lawton Browning is in Change Life, and the Stone Rollers features WM drummer Raf Spielman. The Stone Rollers have been releasing single tracks, one at a time, since September of last year, and The Ballad of Bill Spears puts all four tracks together. It's a separate project and unfair to compare the two, though there are strong sonic similarities to the Woolen Men. The Stone Rollers are bouncy and hard-strumming, somewhere between folk protest songs (yes, there's harmonica) and country with a punk edge (but obviously not as bad as that descriptor conjures). In the spirit of the best country songs, the Stone Rollers don't restrain themselves from saying some really mean shit on these songs, taking people to task with an acid tongue and leaving without apology. I like all four songs - if you're not listening to the lyrics too closely, these are breezy pop songs with the strong character of the '60s - but I think "The Shell Song" and "You Can't Reach Me" are the two best. The former has the harshest lyrics ("When I see you down the line, I hope you're not the same" and "I won't wait around to see what you become/because good or bad I do not care at all"), and "You Can't Reach Me" is an ode to the dream of escaping "my life/bound up so tight" for the greener grass. All four tracks are simple and effective/affecting in an immediate way, familiar but bristling, classic-sounding but unmistakably modern. A nice teaser from the Rollers, who I can only hope will excoriate this feeble review on an upcoming track.

[backstreetsbackalright]

Maxine Funke, “exactly” [Epic Sweep, 2012]

“...had me reaching for my teenage bookshelf”

[dustedmagazine]

People Skills — Hum of the Non-Engine (Digital Regress)

Hum Of The Non-Engine by People Skills

Philadelphia likes its music noisy.Bardo Pond kicked off a wave of fuzz, grime, and mixed fidelity is hazy in the early 1990s.Philly heads like Tom Lax with his Siltbreeze label champion the out-rock chaos and broken signals emanating from the “cradle of liberty.”Lax and others have sussed out most of the city’s sonic sewer dwellers including Jesse Dewlow, who records solo as People Skills.Dewlow is unique in the Philly scene in that he comes across as a downtrodden recluse, content to coax a molasses-thick gloom cocktail from his damaged implements.He’s not rockin��� out; he’s wading through a knee-deep murk.Unsure of his destination Dewlow is concentrating on the voyage, putting one unsure foot in front of the other and wending his way.

People Skills’ closest contemporary analog sound-wise is the Californian duo German Army.Both projects are relatively enigmatic.Not many people know who is behind GA, and it’s almost impossible to find a photo of Jesse Dewlow online.They also employ similar palettes: guitars, an almost monotone vocal, broken synths and samples.The primary difference is that Dewlow seems to draw influence from Gate and The Shadow Ring, whereas GA are acolytes of Throbbing Gristle and early Nocturnal Emissions.Dewlow’s oeuvre is more experimental tinkerer than it is proto-industrial stoic.

Dewlow’s Siltbreeze LP Tricephalic Head arrived in 2014 and was straightforward and song-oriented in nature as far as People Skills material goes.Subsequent releases spanned the spectrum between morose bedroom incantations and noisy, ramshackle Rube Goldberg constructions.Hum of the Non-Engine is a grab bag of these modalities, the best of all Dewlow’s personalities.There are both highly conceptual mood pieces and mutant pop gems on display.“The Library Is on Fire” is an example of the more outré side of People Skills, its intertwined layers of gurgling synths and detuned strings drifting artfully and with an off-kilter stride.Dewlow flips the script and becomes a songsmith on “Flag for Gravity.”Complete with a lumbering drum machine rhythm, the song wouldn’t be out of place on a slowcore band’s demo tape.

The short noise piece “Oval House” leads into the haunting “Thinking Back Through our Mothers,” a gloomy electroacoustic construction.Barely heard conversations bleed into an unsettling moan that feels rather uncanny when paired with the pretty melody that Dewlow layers on top.A Sentridoh-esque ditty closes out the first side of the LP, and on the flip Dewlow continues exploring the many facets of lo-fi bedroom spirit-summoning.The mood appears to lighten, which is relative when discussing People Skills’ music, but the tempo remains leisurely throughout the remainder of the album.Dewlow masterfully balances alien atmospheres with recognizable signifiers and dispatches these strange missives at a pace that makes Hum of the Non-Engine a captivating listen.His Philly noise is delivered slowly, one moody piece at a time.

Bryon Hayes

[rocketcomics]

pure love

[owlssin]

PACIFIC RIM PACIFIC RIM I LOVE PACIFIC RIM

[yawndogs]

silly puppy! 🦴

[doesephs]

put kevin day in the nba bet he could dribble like no man’s land. interrupting ANCIENT MESOPOTAMIA:(

[ageremoji]

Cozy covers emoji!

Guys, it’s getting cold! Make sure you start bundling up and keeping warm! Maybe make yourself some hot chocolate or tea, and if you’re too little have your caregivers help!

[sugarfrostedmoth]

age + pet regression art :D i’ve been age regressing a ton lately so i felt like drawing this :3c

(SFW interaction only ^_^))

[thetobiasfinchgallery]

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✎ . . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ little summer piece of chimm-chimm, little comet, and little orchard! ⋆ˊˎ-

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[bandcampsnoop]

3/20/24.

Marbled Eye are yet another great Oakland, California band. They've been around for a while - in fact, they were featured here in 2016 and 2017. At the time, I mentioned Total Control and Diat. Those comparisons still hold true, but sometimes this has the melody of early Pixies too.

Bandcamp just did a feature on the band and also mentioned The Fall, Wire and Protomartyr.

While this LP is sold out on Bandcamp, it is still available direct from Digital Regress (who along with Summer Shade are releasing this in a few days).

[bonnieboyoo]

Baby kitty

[backstreetsbackalright]

Maxine Funke, “secondhand store” [Epic Sweep, 2012]

[chocoperrito]

got a few asks about these, n’ i still have them !

[beddybites]

Biteee,,,,do you think shinobu would happily show her medical and doctors stuff to baby obi and go like "you can poke someone's eyes out with this one.."

WITHOUT A DOUBT THIS ABSOLUTELY HAPPENS

these two are always teaming up on tengen and giyuu