NYOUKIS, DYLAN - The Acrylic Widow

"Nyoukis! The name trumps hot on the carved brass horn. Gongs crash shrill and slaves shriek aloud. You Sir! Expecting pure vocal gravy like on Carrion Hut or Hora? Madam, perhaps the holy minimal strings like that Golem grey Penderecki served us on Owl Tapes? No. Nein. Nyet. Not the fucking case pal.\r\nFour measured tracks. Two dedicated to the cats thats been making heads turn for a while now (Banana Seymour & that Dogfella exactly) but all washing up a new kind of psychedelic moss. Fresh thin tendrils, easy to snap, but determined to grow among loose grey matter late on into the next day, and the next and the next.\r\nDry coughs and outta-wack piano chords play into Boy Scout bike repairs, test the bell, spin the wheel! Hot air leaks from a perished rubber hose. With knuckles like hazelnuts, these sounds shine like delicately laid cobblestones, laid end-to-end without no fuss or haste, they are tram tracks. Late night thumps, boof, baff and a lousy Soft Machine organ solo talks a Brighton raver down from gritted jaw oblivion. \r\nIdeas are put through the wringer in stereo effect. The domestic bric-a-brac builds up: a motorcycle revving, the dry crunch of gravel underfoot...a jumble sale of sweaty woollens, singing out through pinched throat to make un-sense of the phrase iss, sum bear-lae-um. An unexpected kitchen sink gamelan makes for a discombobulating listen. Tension is introduced via leathery lunged accordion but theres no crass crescendo. Fading out like a flu virus...

Euro voices abound in tangled syntax. Verbs sounds & nouns renamed. Sure, theres blubber and chunder...you, you, you and me thats slam-up-bang to babby titter chat for starters. Then the downs come in re-directed by taut tape loops making the ecstatic, grooving on the surface of a micron-thin bubble. The proclamation, Im right here leaves us in no doubt who you are sharing your damp bedsit with tonight, slurping up the old wine as red as pooled blood.

Another take on the stretched ritual. A parrot squawks underwater struggling for fresh O2. Furious eraser scurrying action is met with the stony silence of a 14 year old girl while apples crunch between strong white teeth. Our old friends, words, are worried and fretted in a dark experiment; turned over looking for new seams and valves to shuck and prise open like ripe clams until mucus-like muscle slips free and falls to the flagstones below.

\r\n\r\nThis is a living s_ɬ©ance with The Acrylic Widow. Wisdom from the Old Ones, the thin Venn diagram slice between frantic scuttling & sweet Miskatonic stoned. - Discombobulate.
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After nearly a decade of false starts, multiple game plans veering off the rails, and a handful of shattered hopes and/or dreams, the odyssey is finally complete—the new Fusetron site is here.

This is the first phase of a multipart rollout that will span the next few months: the currently browsable stock includes miscellaneous new releases from the past 8+ months (we have a lot of catching up to do), plus approximately a third of our backstock. Note that we’ve reduced/slashed prices on many titles and will continue to do so in order to make room for new stock. We’ll also be expanding / tweaking / improving / debugging the site itself (for example, we still have work to do on the automated international postage system, not to mention the inevitable inventory discrepancies that come with transferring an ancient and massive database to a new system).

Over the next few months, as we take inventory, clean house, and delve into our storage, we will be uploading thousands of additional items, gradually, on a near-daily basis. This will include the majority of the LPs, as well as many titles, in all formats, once thought long-gone. Many currently “sold out” items are likely to resurface.

Finally, once our general backstock is up (probably in the next two or three months) we’ll begin making our extensive stockpile of rarities available online for the first time: tons of random out-of-print titles, "deadstock," warehouse finds, secondhand collectibles, etc., accumulated over the past few decades.

Frequent/returning customers will be getting early access to these items. Details to follow on how this will work (a priority mailing list? a 'frequent flyer'-like program?), but it will not be based on dollars spent. We want to reward those who consistently support us, especially in the discogs marketplace era (to those who show up trying to poach five copies of a one-off rarity, and nothing else, ever… ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ).

So—we suggest you take some time to dig through the site—even we’ve been surprised by what’s been turning up, and there’s much more to come.
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