The Mistys – Redemption Forest (Other Ideas)
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Cassette of the Week #4 – Smarty
No more garage rock tapes, I said to myself. (I talk to myself a bunch. Don’t you?) Since I invented this feature, I’ve been picking through Wuxtry’s cassette cabinet, in hopes of finding something new and exciting to write about. I gambled on two tapes that lacked descriptions – only to find mostly non-descript, “authentic” […]
A.R. Kane – The Complete Singles Collection (One Little Indian)
The missing link between Robert Wyatt and Disco Inferno, A. R. Kane sounded equally at home in the club as in the bedroom, under the stars and in the studio.
Carter Tutti Void – Transverse (Mute)
By Princess Stomper It goes dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun. I am playing Bejeweled Blitz as I listen because I am a fidget, but I realise as the clock runs out that I have forgotten the game. I have forgotten how to play it. Match. Lines. Of. Three.
The Bastards Of Fate – Who’s A Fuzzy Buddy (This Will Be Our Summer)
Keep your ears tuned to the small towns. The future of music is living in South Dakota.
The life and death of a genre
If punk was a roar of rage, industrial music was a scream of terror.
How The Residents ruined my life (Song of the day 395)
The band’s name? Blowjob. My cool, cruel friends had told me it was because I blew down the recorder. Bastards.
10 Random Songs on my iPod (played when I’m bone tired)
One drunken female fan fell straight at my feet, and offered her hand to me to waltz while she was recovering. Wish I’d accepted.
