Monday, January 15, 2018

Nagual - Clear III

Sounds from Nagual seem to gently blow through the consciousness. Sustained strings dancing in time. Notes lightly clattering in a building upheaval of radiation. Clear III resembles a day in sound, slowly rising like heat in the earth's atmosphere, then dispersing as the sun moves below the horizon. Warmth is the feeling most imparted by Nagual. Like the friction from gears in a wristwatch, small parts moving in a hidden harmony. Faintly heard when the world is quiet, but working ever loudly when the mechanism is pressed for audio clarity. Energy in motion and moving forward, sounds rattle and fill thoughts with infinite wonder. Ian McColm and David Shapiro are the force behind Nagual. This is a really beautiful release from sound to vessel.

Clear III is two six minute tracks, one on each side of an eight inch lathe cut released by Pidgin Records. I have not found a stand alone website for Pidgen Records, but this is Ian and Dave's label and everything should be on their bandcamp page. The square 8" lathe cut was done Precarian Cuts and includes a note on the process and playing details. The most important fact to process is the extremely limited number of Clear III releases, just twenty five. Only six currently remain available. So do not wait.....







VERY COOL!
I added a short video clip of the record in motion. Sorry about the voices near the end. That was my family and not on the recording.



Links

Sunday, January 14, 2018

John Freidel - Entrancer

As the night creeps in and the distinction of vision starts to wain, sounds loose their point of recognition. The world tilts slightly towards mystery, normality always in question. John Freidel has created a recorded conduit, allowing listeners to explore the electronic cemetery. Each track another grave site of experiences, flowing with as much beauty as it can muster. This is still mildly foreboding, but the trance like qualities keep ears transfixed and consciousnesses connected.

Entrancer is a behemoth of tunes on the verge of suspense and terror. The are moments crossing this boundary, but much of the time is spent listening in from the perimeter. Ten tracks clocking in around forty five minutes in length. The entire composition smoothly transitions from vintage music boxes to hazy beach side boardwalks. All twisted and joined together in some late seventies science fiction classic. Ghosts, aliens, government agents or deranged killers, theses sounds are the canvas for any number of tales. I have a comparison in mind but will refrain from using it. In a previous post, my last effort to compare was met with dismay... Entrancer is a classic, these sounds could be from past, present or future. A world where fact and fiction bend into a prismatic vortex, emitting harmonic vibrations like Pied Piper's flute.

John Freidel released this on his own. Not sure how many editions he made, but they are currently available through his bandcamp page. Entrancer is solid from start to finish and John Freidel gets praise for this composition of sublime beauty.




John Freidel - bandcamp - facebook

Saturday, January 13, 2018

Public Speaking - Grace Upon Grace

The sound from Grace Upon Grace fits on the pages of a well read book. Unveiling itself, tracks like chapters, Jason Anthony Harris as Public Speaking sparks perceptive listeners with both carefully woven melodies and insightful lyrics. These songs are delivered with the most precarious tone. Innocence with an up welling of emotion, the tracks seem to slip back and forth between tenderness and angst. With tight harmonies filling every moment, the entire soundscape is gleamed and polished. There is no disjointedness, just vexing and chilled fields in accord.

This release has an interesting flip side, the same tracks with no vocals. The music on it's own seems to mildly jar the consciousness. With no voice, Grace Upon Grace plays like a rattling skeleton with out it's tendons. Jason's lyrics, even though coiled and always ready to strike, are the weight holding these tunes down. Without this balance, the melodies within this composition begin to tumble and break apart in fantastic slow motion. Both sides juxtaposed give listeners the introspection they will need to understand this complex en devour.

Released on Already Dead Tapes and Records, co-released with Floordoor Records, in October of 2017. This was in an edition of sixty. Being described just in time, because there are currently only four copies left at Already Dead. Public Speaking has cassette copies available as well as a compact disc version. Visit the bandcamp page for that option. Do not hesitate if you are interested, just get it and let these sounds grow with time.

Another description of Grace Upon Grace on Brainwashed






Album Trailer Video


Links
Already Dead Tapes site - facebook - bandcamp
Public Speaking - facebook - bandcamp
Jason Anthony Harris site
Floordoor Records site - facebook

Thursday, January 11, 2018

Namo - The Neanderthal Is Running Scared

O man you put those funky looking rhythms in the grooves again. Now everything is bumping around in the brain. These are the melodies that should be in every ones heads. Recipes for the mind to transition, from a world making less sense to growing expanding consciousnesses. The only refuge from video insanity, unlocking the hereditary patterns within us. Like soluble fiber, these beats attract thoughts and will need full attention to digest. O man your making me flip the tape, i got to go deeper into the jungle, searching for the tribal cooking pot.

The Neanderthal Is Running Scared is the second cassette by Namo described on Lost in a Sea of Sound. The first, was just shy of a year ago titled Only Human... Only Machine. Where is Namo now? Daily life on the planet has cooked his rhythms. This newest release has more moments of steady paced structure. When wearing the those bulky radiation suits, eventually you start to slow down . The body and mind trading work loads and this shows in the The Neanderthal Is Running Scared. All the effort to get the bunker door closed, once inside time slows down. Beautiful reflections like "Gandhi Goes Aggro", as i got to this sentence, the track kicked in on cue. Hip hop popping bubbles in the tar pit, slow and dense. Planetary crisscross from India then back to the jazz club. O man synchronicity is yours to wield, in splendid sonic flames. You did all this just on side A.

Side B is played in the red lit rooms. Power is down and the daily burn has crept through the protective barriers. Samples of whispering vocals delivered across patient beats. PA announcements muffled and garbled as sleep is on the other end of the conscious teeter totter. O man i like this side B of you. My ears are open and i can here the places you have been, maybe even where you are from. That is presumptuous though, maybe next time around. "Slower G Notes" is such a nice goodbye for now.

Release on Dystopian Caveman out of Long Beach, California. Not sure what the count is on The Neanderthal Is Running Scared, but am positive tapes are currently available.





Links
DYSTOPIAN CAVEMAN site - bandcamp - tumblr

Saturday, January 6, 2018

Horaflora / Scy1e - Body Lag / Craedle Calls

Horaflora breathes sounds from the urban waste. Clickity hiss, sizzle and strum, poppity crash, your brain is numb. Can't this sonic montage be quiet for just one second? I need to think again... Raub Roy, weren't you a highlander, an outlaw? Oh... Sorry that is Rob... spelling ya know. But maybe Raub, you are a noise marauder. Stealing defenseless sounds when ever possible. Thankfully, like Robin Hood, you give them to needy minds, like this one. My understanding has grown with listening to Body Lag. What was once only noise has somehow begin to fuse together. So many details, i sit and listen with a blank stare. There are connections, binding elements from start to finish. An audio description of some disjuncture in wavelength upheaval. I am still afraid though.

Hold on Raub, you are Scy1e too? Thought this cassette was going to balance out with a drone side. My defenses are down, Horaflora gave me an aural rufie, please don't let Scy1e violate my consciousness. I am counting on you..... To late, it was all a set up. Craedle Calls is a sputnik party line. I can't describe anything right now, too much orbital debris in my inner space. The threat level has gone down though. Craedle Calls has full sonic obscurity but seems slightly less menacing than Body Lag. There is a root clarity to the sounds. Frogs patiently hopping in a planetary sized pond, never two on one lily pad at once. This is how Scy1e sounds, infinite movement at the smallest level, a casual glance or listen would only see or hear one thing. Although to really hear this, i think have cross ears now, are they going to stay that way?

There was a band or project from San Francisco called Caroliner. Horaflora and Scy1e reminded me of them. Maybe it was just because they are in the same area. But more so how they tackle the world of aural imagery they reside in. I listened to a Caroliner album after this. Amazing what twenty plus years does for audio quality and sonic clarity. And the depth of noise, Horaflora and Scy1e somehow play under many fathoms of crystal clear water, where Caroliner had punk fuzz mixed like dirty brine.

This cassette is the artists edition of a previously released Phinery Tapes edition (sold out). Raub's version looks completely different but encapsulates the same line up of sounds. Don't wait long, of the one hundred artists editions done, only about fifteen copies remain as this is written.

When the tape is not playing, the world seems blank now.





Links
scy1e - bandcamp
Horaflora - bandcamp

Friday, January 5, 2018

Dry Valleys - Music for Cosmic Nights

These sounds seep into the consciousness like the ritualistic energy within the sweat lodge. Pressing play, equivalent to a sonic bath of timeless notes flowing through the mind. Ambient stasis held in place by a heavy molecular sea of drone. Music for Cosmic Nights is the glowing galactic fire seen across the universal expanse. The vast emptiness exposing infinite warmth, a primal harmony initializing the most meditative state.

From a small amount of internet research, it could be said Dry Valleys has returned from a lengthy sleep with a physical release. Seventy copies were curated by the German label Cosmic Winnetou. These cassettes disappearing so quickly, was fortunate to obtain a copy. Generally Lost in a Sea of Sound tries to describe releases still available for purchase. Many 2017 releases exploded out of label inventories before they were known to even exist. Like Music for Cosmic Nights and another release described a couple posts ago, Yves Malone's Boneblack on Tymbal Tapes. For a flickering project like Dry Valleys, with very few full length editions (many splits and comps), this Cosmic Winnetou release was a real treat. The music within, a massive heavy for the classic drone sound of the cassette culture return.

Fortunately Music for Cosmic Nights is available through bandcamp, spotify and itunes. Take the time and listen from start to finish. Dry Valleys is a project that immensely deserves a full journey.

*** Just received this link for a few more physical copies of Music for Cosmic Nights through Sacred Phrases label site. HERE cool!





Links
Cosmic Winnetou site - bandcamp - soundcloud
Dry Valleys - bandcamp - facebook

Thursday, January 4, 2018

Storm Ross / Shoto - Split

Storm Ross and Shoto combine their operatic rock powers delivering a short blast of earthly and ethereal guitar licks. One sub ten minute track from Storm Ross flipping to two Shoto pieces on the second side.

"I Wish I Could Have Known You" is the title of the Storm Ross track. Playing like a three part show, sounds move from the somber burial service then ascend to reaches in the afterlife. Cosmic strings rain through space showing the infinite pathways all souls can discover. Near the end, realization of the cyclic process takes hold and Storm Ross gathers acute introspective tones once again.

"Smoke Weed" and "Worship Nothing", the two Shoto offerings. These two titles together make their own metal dogma. And this is where Shoto heads, the dense core of heavy sonic foundations. Guitar strikes like a mighty sledge hammer, bass and drums pounding rhythms like some underworld machinery. Vocals soon direct this unseen operation as Earth's core becomes more obtainable.

Released on Already Dead Tapes and Records in the middle of last year. This was the second description for Storm Ross, the first was also an Already Dead release and can be read here. There are a few copies of "Welcome, Sunshine" remaining, both on vinyl and cassette. For the Storm Ross / Shoto split described here, copies are available, but they are also in very limited number.







Links
Already Dead Tapes site - facebook - bandcamp
Storm Ross - bandcamp - facebook
Shoto - bandcamp - facebook

Wednesday, January 3, 2018

Yves Malone - Boneblack

A tape escaping 2017 with little press, words or pictures. Lost in a Sea of Sound caught a few glimpses of Boneblack before it disappeared into last year.

Yves Malone took grip on the analog synthesizer and pounded it relentlessly. In a feverish orchestration, the most elusive and entrancing rhythms were released. Three tracks exemplifying the binding agents electronic sounds are capable of. Grooved out mysterious sound waves capable of overriding conscious protocols. Shadowy tones that sparkle when the aural weight is lifted. Delivering both nebulous tension and awakening thoughts simultaneously. Then there is the forth track titled Kill Kirk. This has a completely different vibe. Like Yves was channeling the animated version of Augustus Pablo in Scooby Doo and the Kingston Space Port Mystery.

 Boneblack was released by Tymbal Tapes in the first half of the year before this one. These words and photos hopefully serve as a reminder, there are many tapes that did not get attention. Leaving their label homes to find caring new owners in an undisclosed world. These movements so quick, we are left only with their digital footprints. O_O   






Links
Tymbal Tapes site - facebook - bandcamp
Yves Malone site - facebook - bandcamp 

Monday, January 1, 2018

Patrick Cosmos - Tonal Rotors

Tonal Rotors is a fascinating journey through the mind of Patrick Cosmos. Sounds, rhythms, beats and samples culled from a few years of planetary residence. The end product listens like a highly detailed ink maze. From first glance a singular beautiful object, as focus begins to discern the intricacy, the extensiveness of effort involved is more understood. With the magnitude of work presented here, listeners will surely find themselves lost, maybe the dog can lead them along. 

Twenty two tracks running course around the fifty minute mark. Patrick Cosmos taking form at the axis of the digital and analog continuum. Music randomly plotting in all directions, avoiding any true genre stamping. Longer tracks hiss as they are pulled into the pop sphere. Some tunes are assimilated with only mild contention and others escape to become nomadic sonic mutants. All reside here on Tonal Rotors and seem to cycle in presentation from foot tapping gems to buzzing psionic insects. The glaring standout listening observation... these sounds have solid grooves. 

Released on Big Sleep Records in the middle of last year. The first fifty spools were in green cassette shells, these sold out quickly. A second batch of fifty was produces in classic white, these are currently available. A little skeptical on pressing play and describing this one since it was not in the Tabs Out best 200 for the year, but i love dogs and could not resist. 

Favorite track of 2018 - The Better Parts of Space







Links
Big Sleep Records - bandcamp
Patrick Cosmos - bandcamp