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Artist: AMOLVACY Title: Ho-Ho-Kus Format: LP Label: Black Velvet Fuckere Country: USA Price: $17.00 |
| "At least pray God to give me patience in my suffering. So concludes Lover Go From Hence, a tale of tumultuous romantic upheaval on the new Amolvacy record Ho-Ho-Kus. Here we have hearts wrenched from guts and firmly planted in the dirt; but also sprouting new romance, seduction, and... the church? And the French? Francois Rabelais wrote Garantua And Pantagruel - a major influence on this album - in the early 16th c. to caricature the faux morality of his time. Amolvacy offer Ho-Ho-Kus in the same cantankerous spirit, but this time perhaps to parody their own morality. Lead vocalist Sheila Donovan (ex-Tall Boys) is a longstanding member of the Laboratory Theater Company in NYC, and her partners are Aaron Moore of Volcano the Bear and Dave Nuss of the No-Neck Blues Band. Together they are the Amolvacy family. All things were shared in the making of this record, nothing hidden, no secrets left untold. Pressed on clear vinyl, in a die-cut sleeve." -Black Velvet Fuckere. |
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Artist: CRAPPY NIGHTMAREVILLE Title: Neutron Dracula Format: 7" Label: Black Velvet Fuckere Country: USA Price: $5.00 |
| "13 gestating years past and CRAPPY NIGHTMAREVILLEs pod unfolds in full color via this 7" single which is not just their debut but also birth marks the first of a four part vinyl single series: an engraved introduction by way of alien-forcept exacavation of their Old Kentucky Womb. Prior stages spiraled from Public-Prank to Outer-Earth Music-Concret to Scaling-the-Scaur of Bavarian-Salt-Licks. Side A, "NEUTRON DRACULA", imagines the scene from gypsy classic Latcho Drom when children sing "We are the bloody nail in the foot of Jesus on the cross", only reinterpreted as a Saturday morning cartoon. Side B, "BLACK BEAM DUB", is smoke from a wounded nurse surrealing Sun Ra into a new form of dub music that will have you and your headphones installing a seatbelt into your couch for endless round trips. Crappy Nightmareville is one of Louisvilles longest running aural magnetic-bananimals and shares drinking water with a huge cast of bands including The Web, Evergreen, The Belgian Waffles, Sapat and Kark. Beautiful post-nuclear fall-out full-color sleeve. Edition of 350." - Black Velvet Fuckere. |
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Artist: JACKWACKER Title: ...Things From Inside The Body Format: LP Label: Black Velvet Fuckere Country: USA Price: $13.00 |
| "Fucking Hoosiers. We brought you Jim Jones, Michael Jackson, Axel Rose, David Lee Roth, Rahsaan Roland Kirks hot-shot of dope, Americas widest spread infestation of the Ku Klux Klan and a bunch of flat land covered with republicans, bibles, corn and soy beans. Though even in shithole towns exceptions abound and often the bubbles amongst the bleakest territories are the most potent. We could jabber on about exiles like Phill Niblock, jump way back to Gennett Records, cull the vineyards for the lost White Noise recordings of the late 70s, cross-examine Xenakis various teaching assistants at I.U., draw a family tree connecting MX-80 Sound and John Cougar Mellencamp to the same branch or suss out the collective Hoosier psychic-retribution following the night both DNA and William S. Burroughs shared stages in Bloomington... but the wax winged frisbee from the dead that we have HERE is the last nail in the wheezing coffin of INDIANA PUNK ROCK. 13 years after the fact, JACKWACKERs recorded remains have finally been excavated for your ears and Ill be damned if they are not as vital as ever, proving to be the final chapter of the story told by MX-80 Sound, Dancing Cigarettes, The Gizmos, Dow Jones & the Industrials, Panics, the Red Snerts comp and of course, the Belgian Waffles! What we also have here is one of very few early 90s groups that could keep their blowtorch ablaze between the shitstorm of their contemporaries HARRY PUSSY and MONOSHOCK. If Harry Pussy stoned the blues and Monoshock winged the Hawk with a hiss, then Jackwacker lit up a diesel-doused NO-WAVE with a couple hits of speed a la throned & one arm left gropin for some shit tickets danglin on a wire hanger in a drafty busted out skyroof like a wabber-jawed fish out of water with an under-bite, flapp-flossin the gills of its tail betwixt the holes in your head. They strapped on Nikola Telsa ear goggles and dropped some towers while everyone gawked at the planes. Jackwacker crawled out of the bleak bubble of early 90s Bloomington followed by a short lived relocation to Madison, Wisconsin, where they soon dissolved. Thriving briefly as outsiders of the Midwest No-Wave hula bahloo, they shared bills amongst folks like Couch, Duotron, the Scissor Girls, The Flying Luttenbachers, To Live and Shave in L.A., Zerobot and Lake of Dracula. This scene often relied on theatrics and the lions share of its sound artifacts are not up to snuff but thankfully Jackwacker aint like that. Elijah Prichett sang and played a guitar strung with 3 bass strings and 3 guitar strings. Rob Stockwell played drums. Both grew up as musicians with serious chops honed in the classical and jazz world. This physical endurance/precision/memory cant be hidden with JACKWACKER but they both had the HEAD, HEART and BALLS to stear clear of flacid progressive rock virtuoso noodling or incidental rote-ranting bullshit and INSTEAD created the perfect juxtaposition of fryin an egg on your g-spot primal ID and know-how intention/control; plainly speaking they just fucking rock. Of the handful of people that cared about the Harry Pussy sound sphere back in the day, there is now a bus load of handfuls aping their sound into a retrograde orbit. Lets correct the mis-readings, go back to the source, tap the well and realign, post-haste." - Black Velvet Fuckere. |
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Artist: PHANTOM FAMILY HALO, THE Title: The Legend of Black Six Format: LP Label: Black Velvet Fuckere Country: USA Price: $14.00 |
| "Debauche hedonism a la early 1970s rock... a party album for excavating your libido. Krautrock lock grooves give way to full throttle Alice Cooper/Black Sabbath moves but mid-tempo Scott Walker fronting early Roxy Music is closest to the core; with occassional flickers of Tangerine Dream synth-glaciers and Marc Bolan bare-bones. Dominic Mario Santo Cipolla also sings in Dead Child (Venom/Judas Priest veined metal band with David Pajo on guitar; ep forthcoming) and plays drums and sings some with Sapat (forthcoming LP/CD on Siltbreeze). Phantom Family Halo guitarist Michael McMahan was also a touring member of the Slint Reunion band and founding member of The For Carnation along with his older brother Brian McMahan. Vinyl only silk-screened first edition." - Black Velvet Fuckere. |
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Artist: UNCLE JIM Title: Superstars Of Greenwich Meantime Format: LP Label: Black Velvet Fuckere Country: USA Price: $22.00 |
| "Ruling at the perpetual pivot and pole of a peerless sound world over the past 25 years, the SUN CITY GIRLS are one of the few last arab cowboys of genius. SUPERSTARS OF GREENWICH MEANTIME is the premier long player from the UNCLE JIM... a smoked out X+Y=Fuck You dialectic. Rawer than Rudy Ray Moore, shrewder than Lenny Bruce, more spoken tongue wizard insanity than Lord Buckley and more deranged than Charles Baudelaire; this is ALAN BISHOPs own personal anthology of BLACK HUMOUR, filled to the brim full of diatribes backed up by bad ass musicians (including all of the Sun City Girls). A masterpiece of the SCG cannon. Limited to 500 copies." - Black Velvet Fuckere. |
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Artist: V/A Title: Ass High And Left Of Center Format: VHS Label: Black Velvet Fuckere Country: USA Price: $14.00 |
| "Last copies of this ultra limited video compilation compiled in 1997 through the damaged lenses of a very Siltbreeze world view. Two full hours of psychedelia, free-jazz, noise, lounge-music infitration-confrontation, experimental film (high and low brow), live footage, collage and beyond. UN, featuring Marcia Bassett now of the Double Leopards and Hototogisu and Tara Burke now of Fursaxa, offers a scorching live set that included found films projected on to them and addition video tweakery from Chris Gray who now plays with Double Leopards and Endless Boogie. Twisted Village shredder Bob Bannister (with TONO-GUNGAY) throws down hot licks guitar based psychedelic speaking in tongues rock from a live show in Cleveland. NOGGIN presents home made film a la the Stan Brakhage paint directly on the celluloid approach accompanied by some of their best audio, ever. CLIMAX GOLDEN TWINS construct a radio circus in a room full of record players simultaniously playing beautiful handmade "art records" construct by Jesse Paul Miller of SECRET RECORDS." -Black Velvet Fuckere. |
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Artist: VALLEY OF ASHES Title: Cavehill Hunters Attrition Format: Triple LP Label: Black Velvet Fuckere Country: USA Price: $42.00 |
| "In todays scene of hippy dippy two bit mystic miasmas and self-appointed avatars hung up high on hollow Shangri-La noose-notion-poses, one who plays psychedelic music is hesitant when choosing adjectives. Utter the term freak folk and Vallley Of Ashes might cut yr face. Approach with candor and they might peel back their own skulls and open their minds to you plain and simple -- straight from the gut. Cavehill Hunters Attrition is a sprawling triple LP collection that channels a huge spectrum yet maintains a distinct overall sound of their own that is not at all trying hard to be unique yet at the same time is not looking backward to the past. The sound is timeless -- is it 1972 or 2003? A marriage of refinement and roughness, killer chops and outer abandon, structure and spontaneity, private and public, introversion and extroversion, sobriety and derangement, abject orchestras and backwoods dirges, tuning up and tuning in, microtones and dead moon anthems, love and hate; delicate hazy acoustic smoke rings, primitivist-exorcist metal, esp/actual singed free drifts of strings-wood-skin, junkyard gamelan, sunday morning chamber pot clouds and a gritty analog warmth lazy river town opium den dwellers both vital yet polluted -- with catfish the size of barges lurking down in the mud below the surface. Points of reference range from the kommunial flow of Siloah, the delicate fog song-smithery of Stone Angel and the heaviness of primitive Amon Duul 2 and Trad Gras. Yet the sound is distinctly American -- Midwestern - Kentucky chrome held together with duct tape. This beautifully packaged box set culminates with a side long liveboot dream-frisbee of a Danny Whitten-era Crazy Horse-smoking some Algerian-bluegrass w/ the Velvet Underground riding that full moon mood elevator. Valley of Ashes contains members of endless Kentucky sound miners including Sapat (forthcoming LP on Siltbreeze), Virgin Eye Blood Brothers, Raw Thug, Kark and the Magick Markers." - BVF. |