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Harsh Boi
New! Garydactyl sawgs uhp! Harsh Boyz plus 2 more on the same empeethree...the crappy mix for the myspace...it'll sound mad better on the tape :)
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tape art concept:
BONUS PIC!
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tape art concept:
BONUS PIC!
Sunday, September 23, 2007
HEAD MOLT / SOCIAL JUNK (Teenage Whore Tapes) Reviewed
From http://cassettegods.blogspot.com/2007/09/head-moltsocial-junk-teenage-whore.html
HEAD MOLT / SOCIAL JUNK (Teenage Whore Tapes)
Another whorish outing from the prolific haters at TWT. This one has a fat skeleton holding a cross on the cover and the Head Molt stuff is some of the grossest and least socially acceptable shit I’ve heard from them yet (which is saying something). Lots of repulsive noises and sputtering crap and then negative space zones littered with trash and echoes before the inevitable return to wretched white-faced screaming about hookers and the South Sandwich Islands. Social Junk, here, chase a slightly less aggro dragon. Their jam, “The New West,” is a fried, oddball junkyard of woozy feedback, jittery strings, and bizarre ESP percussion. There’s lots of stops, starts, and quiet parts, all steeped in tension and subliminal dread. Eventually they clatter things up into something like a climax, but it’s not nearly as straightforward-sounding as that. More great stuff from the Junk.
-BB
HEAD MOLT / SOCIAL JUNK (Teenage Whore Tapes)
Another whorish outing from the prolific haters at TWT. This one has a fat skeleton holding a cross on the cover and the Head Molt stuff is some of the grossest and least socially acceptable shit I’ve heard from them yet (which is saying something). Lots of repulsive noises and sputtering crap and then negative space zones littered with trash and echoes before the inevitable return to wretched white-faced screaming about hookers and the South Sandwich Islands. Social Junk, here, chase a slightly less aggro dragon. Their jam, “The New West,” is a fried, oddball junkyard of woozy feedback, jittery strings, and bizarre ESP percussion. There’s lots of stops, starts, and quiet parts, all steeped in tension and subliminal dread. Eventually they clatter things up into something like a climax, but it’s not nearly as straightforward-sounding as that. More great stuff from the Junk.
-BB
Thursday, September 13, 2007
HEAD MOLT / DEPRAVED HEART CRIME VS. LOUIS L’AMOUR (Teenage Whore Tapes) Reviewed
from: http://cassettegods.blogspot.com/2007/09/head-moltdepraved-heart-crime-vs-louis.html
HEAD MOLT / DEPRAVED HEART CRIME VS. LOUIS L’AMOUR (Teenage Whore Tapes)
Got a few tapes in the mailbox from this Hampton, Virginia-based scuzz label, and you could probably guess by the name that their fetishes lie on the hostile/filth side of things (their Myspace website lists the label’s influences as: “People who still buy tapes, Noise, Sluts, Whores, The AIDS Pandemic, Primitive Analog Equipment.” What this love of paid sex and tragic incurable viruses (and not-so-subtle Hole allusions?) translates to on cassette is, of course, the sound of teens gargling fecal matter. Head Molt’s side is allegedly split into 4 “parts” but I didn’t notice a break in the electric puke bubbling outta the speakers. Heat Molt, here, is 4 folks, and people are credited with playing instruments such as “cell phone” and “game of life turn spinner” and “coffee cans” but good luck identifying anything as such. Lo-fi bile, squeezed out of a putrid hose, and put in a pie tin, and thrown in your face. Laugh and lick it up. The Depraved Heart Crime vs. Louis L’amour side is two dudes who record under those names jamming together and it’s way more noise than junk. Just a steady stream of sputtering circuits, unchanging and numb. Like sticking yr head in a waterfall of hot mud. If that sounds like yr idea of a good time, get on board the Teenage Whore train.
-BB
HEAD MOLT / DEPRAVED HEART CRIME VS. LOUIS L’AMOUR (Teenage Whore Tapes)
Got a few tapes in the mailbox from this Hampton, Virginia-based scuzz label, and you could probably guess by the name that their fetishes lie on the hostile/filth side of things (their Myspace website lists the label’s influences as: “People who still buy tapes, Noise, Sluts, Whores, The AIDS Pandemic, Primitive Analog Equipment.” What this love of paid sex and tragic incurable viruses (and not-so-subtle Hole allusions?) translates to on cassette is, of course, the sound of teens gargling fecal matter. Head Molt’s side is allegedly split into 4 “parts” but I didn’t notice a break in the electric puke bubbling outta the speakers. Heat Molt, here, is 4 folks, and people are credited with playing instruments such as “cell phone” and “game of life turn spinner” and “coffee cans” but good luck identifying anything as such. Lo-fi bile, squeezed out of a putrid hose, and put in a pie tin, and thrown in your face. Laugh and lick it up. The Depraved Heart Crime vs. Louis L’amour side is two dudes who record under those names jamming together and it’s way more noise than junk. Just a steady stream of sputtering circuits, unchanging and numb. Like sticking yr head in a waterfall of hot mud. If that sounds like yr idea of a good time, get on board the Teenage Whore train.
-BB
Sunday, September 2, 2007
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Cup Cake Massacre AUG 25th 2007
Head Molt live at the Pom Hole, Richmond VA AUG 25th 2007
(Photos by Cristina! who posted them on Myspace.com)
(Photos by Cristina! who posted them on Myspace.com)
Saturday, August 25, 2007
Freedom Fest Freedumb Fest Freedamn Fest 3 & 4 20000007!!!!!
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September 2007 @ BLAK CASL (le chateau noir)
FREE DAMN FEST 3
7th
THIS IS MY CONDITION
SUBLIMINATOR
DAN HOLE POND
WILSON AND HEATH
HISTORY MYOPIC: The Quad-Prophetic Pyramid of Post-History
OBESE VEGAN
SONS OF SCIENCE
BABY GURL
DRUMS LIKE MACHINE GUNS
HOLLOW BUSH
8TH
GOLD PAINTED NAILS
HEAD MOLT
THIS IS MY CONDITION
BUMBLEBEAST
PRAEW JIK
A.M. SALAD
WHISKEY PRIEST
MINCEMEAT OR TENSPEED
PONY BONES
TENTH TO THE MOON
EILIYAS
FREE DAMN FEST 4
14TH
MAKOTO KAWABATA (solo and or with local doing improv)
NO-FI
RADIO SHOCK
YAKUZA DANCE MOB
MUGU GUYMEN
ELECTRIC KIDNEYS
IMPORTANT EAGLE AND BRAIN TAN
DIVIDED LIKE A SAINTS
15TH
CASH SLAVE CLIQUE
MAKOTO KAWABATA (solo and or with local doing improv)
DUET FOR THEREMIN AND LAP STEEL
THE EAR IS THE BRAIN
SON OF C.O.D.
NEW WAVE DYKE
FAGGOTSHIP
MP LOCKWOOD NOISE CHOIR
DOUBLEPENETRATION969
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