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Artist: BELLOWS, JOHN
Title: Clean Your Clock
Format: LP
Label: Moniker
Country: USA
Price: $14.00
"The son of Kentucky pig farmers, JOHN BELLOWS adolescent mind had been seriously warped by the discovery of punk and an extended acid binge. He moved to Chicago in 2001 with a Tascam home recorder and a growing collection of songs. Clean Your Clock, his debut album, was completed in 2005, and self-released in a very limited pressing of CDRs. Bellows has spent the last eight years freaking out the Chicago underground with just a guitar and his singular vision. He has ingested and regurgitated virtually every form of popular music, from his fathers beloved Carter Family to the heavy riffage of AC/DC. But the psychedelic feast of Clean Your Clock is very much his own. With a playfulness rarely heard in modern music, Bellows veers effortlessly from face-shredders like "(You Just Got) Mutherfucked" to the shocking tenderness of "Imaginary Friend." And while the album covers an astonishing amount of musical ground, Bellows is no ironic dabbler. He means every last bit of it. With the long-overdue re-release of Clean Your Clock, Bellows is ready to turn on the world at large. Rural Kentuckys first and only rock savant, Clean Your Clock is his primal first statement, an almost-lost treasure of post-millennial purging. An incredibly intense live performer, Bellows continues to evolve, his musical imagination as vast as Americas rock n roll landscape. Released by the new Moniker label, started by ROBERT MANIS, the man responsible for unearthing the Death and J.T. IV albums released by Drag City." - Moniker.

Artist: HUNT, ROLLIN
Title: Criminal/Castle of Nothing
Format: 7"
Label: Moniker
Country: USA
Price: $6.00
"Rollin Hunt doesnt say publicly what planet hes from, but its safe to say it isnt ours. Disguised as a healthy midwestern boy, Rollin began infiltrating human society at an early age. As a teenager in Chicago he was never seen without a tape recorder or video camera, using the flimsy pretext of "art" to collect data for his extraterrestrial research. By his early 20s, he began recording pseudo-popular music as a way to synthesize and transmit his findings. A capable anthropologist, Rollins songs deftly penetrate various human types--the Criminal, the Bum, the Waitress--while his music has the odd quality of being both robotic and soulful. Rollin Hunt may in fact be a cosmic being who has been programmed for earthly love. There are echoes of other aliens whove come to visit our turntables--Joe Meek, Roky Erickson, Sun Ra--but Rollins outsider take on humanity has the unique quality of tenderness. Much of his charm comes from his bumbling attempts to approximate our culture--like Balki Bartokomous of TVs Perfect Strangers, he can be painfully foreign, employing stilted grammar and forgetting the names of holidays. His pop sense is likewise skewed; Jessica Hopper, writing in the Chicago Tribune, describes his sound as "unearthly shoo-be-doo... as if someone was trying to imitate the Shangri-Las or the Ronnettes but only knew them from a thirdhand description." Its not surprising, then, that hes caught on among certain warped segments of music-lovers. A bunch of worshipful foreigners have even put together a tribute album, cryptically titled Him Who Is There, that portrays Rollin as some sort of oddball Messiah. Theres a sense that this visitor, this interplanetary innocent, might have something important to teach us about human life. The two songs on this 7" serve as a raw and startling introduction to Rollin Hunt. Already hailed as "savant-garde," his musical explorations of Life on Earth will continue with a full-length album due later this year on Moniker Records (recorded with whiz-kid producer Donny Schroeder). As suggested by one of his early home recordings, titled (significantly) Dear People of the World, Hunts musical messages are meant not only for aficionados but for our entire species........................................Are we ready to listen?" - Moniker.

Artist: ONO
Title: Albino
Format: LP
Label: Moniker
Country: USA
Price: $12.00
“To non-locals, ONOs stunning Albino might have fallen from the sky, but to an enlightened and ever-growing bunch of Chicago heads the band is already full-on legend, and the release of their first recorded music since 1986 is a majorly epic landmark that needs no introduction. For the rest of yall: ONO is a unit of transcendent noise-making now in its fourth decade. Both notorious and neglected in their early years, ONOs unholy bitches brew of noisy snarl, avant-garde R&B, gospel-heavy blackness, queer sensibility and extravagant, performance-art theatrics (they once played a concert at Navy Pier in which singer travis was dragged through the audience in a steel cage, naked but for a jockstrap) was in a whole nuther galaxy from the macho Chicago punk scene that spawned them. Reemerging in the late 00s with astonishing vehemence and an expansive, multi-generational lineup, theyve been embraced by a more fertile and experimental Chicago scene, and are about to explode skulls internationally. travis has always referred to fellow-founder P. Michael ONO as the leader of the band, but anchor might be more appropriate—P. Michaels groundswelling bass and nasty, insectoid beats are unquestionably the glue that binds the sprawling noise. But then theres travis, whose fierce brilliance carries echoes of punk prophets like Patti Smith, Iggy Pop and Gil Scott-Heron but is always pure, raging ONO. As for the rest of the band, check the sick, Beefheartian groove of Veil, or their revelatory cover of the Velvet Undergrounds All Tomorrows Parties, which manages to excise much of the songs innate sentimentality while upping its sonic generosity, the wall-of-sound sprouting weeds and flowers in its cracks. ONOs original mission statement (1980) runs through this music more truly and deeply than ever, so to quote it in full and let it speak for itself: ONO1980// Experimental Performance, NOISE, and Industrial Poetry Performance Band; Exploring Gospels Darkest Conflicts, Tragedies and Premises. Some deep-listening shit--beyond recommended!” - Moniker.

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