Every now and then, towards the end of my work shift, I tend to doodledraw just to kill the last few minutes before I clock out, usually on Saturday mornings (I work the graveyard shift). Today (April 28th, 2018) was no exception.
I left a bit of space blank next to one of the guys in case I wanted to use this for a mailart postcard in the near future...figures the stamp(s) might cover up some of the artwork (especially if I mail it internationally) but oh well, heh.
I received this nice piece of mail art from Per-Arne Hognert (along with a CD of his, which I might possibly review some other time) last week. I love one-of-a-kind 1-of-1 hand-assembled collage mail art such as this, and Per-Arne is quickly becoming one of my favorite people to exchange mail with.
Last week I received a package in the mail from John Aldridge (Hillsborough, NC). Mr. Aldridge has been involved in multiple projects, including NJ9842, Big Ed, and was a member of the (sadly now defunct) Facepalm Death. I first met him at the first ATLANTIFEST in December 2016, and he later booked my gig at the Juggling Gypsy in Wilmington, NC during my Hell Garbage tour last November.
The items were packed in an envelope previously sent to him by Henry Rial (From Pittsburgh, PA and runs the PENNSYLVANIA HYPNOCENTER label; he also booked my Pittsburgh gig at the Glitterbox Theater during my aforementioned tour), who also wrote the note on the back of it.
Each item was limited to 15 copies apiece.
Óglaigh Na hÉireann - Niae
A collage of field recordings, gargled lo-fi black metal vocals, strumming on an electric that doesn't sound like it's plugged into anything, and all throughout the disc is a high-frequency buzzing sound. I imagine a black metal musician playing his guitar while on a nature hike at a state park. Lots of birds chirping. It's like something that the Les Legions Noires collective (notably Aäkon Këëtrëh) would record/release in this day of age of digital recording devices. The last track is different from the rest in that it consists of a collage of tape manipulated vocals. Kinda like the closing bit on Pink Floyd's "Bike" but on some realllllly bad acid during a Satanic ritual. It must be an outtake from the first Ghoulies movie or something, haha.
Léig - Baithis
Harsh noise made by a six-year old with his caretakers and one guest. No really, it says so in the liner notes, and you can hear his voice throughout. It's like if Finland's own THE SILVER ditched their guitars and drumkit in favor of a bunch of fx pedals. DO YOU WANNA DAAAAAAANCE?!
3-way split tape
This one's gonna be a bit tricky to review because it sounds like all of the tracks segue directly into each other. Kind of like an audio exquisite corpse.
JRV is the solo noise project of Carl Kruger from Wilmington, NC. I had the pleasure of seeing Mr. Kruger perform at the Juggling Gypsy cafe in Wilmington during my Hell Garbage tour last November. He performed with his daughter (!) under the name "Kruger Family Christmas"
His track consists of what sounds like metal scraping, feedback, EQ'd madness, and a low droning cable buzz hum behind it all. Chaotic yet organized at the same time.
NJ9842 is the next track. Cinematic soundscapes with what sounds like a guitar and someone messing with a toy phone at the beginning. The track quickly simmers down, and I'm guessing into the ACEPHALE track, which starts off with delay fx applied to Casio drumbeats and other stuff. Has kind of an underwater low-key vibe to it. It slowly builds up into clanging noises and harmonium-esque sounds. Kinda like Nico's The Marble Index meets Einstürzende Neubauten. The track abruptly cuts off, ending the tape.
I illustrated these doodly doot-doot doodles on the morning of April 1st, 2018. Not only was it April Fools Day, but ALSO Easter Sunday.
The first drawing was originally drawn upside-down. There was an angry eyeball expression somewhere towards the bottom, and a possibly a vomiting skinhead on exit stage left evennnn...but eventually I flipped the paper upside down and drew what ended up being what you see here and uh HEAVENS TO MURGATROYDDDD
The second drawing (the pig-dog-looking thing) was done in literally less than 3 minutes, and it shows. I was dubbing cassettes and while getting ready to visit someone, so I drew that while I waited for the tape to finish dubbing. It was a SHORT TAPE I guess.
Oh btw I was sober/not on drugs when I drew those drawings. I wanna draw more drawings of things that I drew just to share them with you lovely fine people of Electronic Cottage Cheesesicleodeon.
So there you have it: two pictures that I dang done did a draw of on Easter Sunn O))) Day aka April Fools Day. Just be glad I didn't draw anything like that song "April Fools (He Had the Change Done At the Shop)" by the Frogs.
Monday, April 9th, 2018 // 7pm
at The Bunker
in Ybor City
Presented by The In-Between
In Sonitus Lux (Atlanta, GA)
Make That Door Make That Noise
Rest in Satin Silence
I arrived early enough to beat the afternoon rush hour traffic and not have to pay for parking behind the venue.
It costs $10 to park after 7pm in that lot.
What the HECK, ..typical Ybor though.
I ate a "Washington Turkey" sandwich with Granny Smith apples on it. I was S T U F F E D when I finished eating it.
Oh yeah Jen Sandwich was there along with Mullarkey and Kat, and we all ate sandwiches at the same table. But not Jen or her Sandwich. Jen is alive, I assure you we did not EAT HER UP like a bunch of FINE DUMB CANNIBALS.
The Bunker (officially "Tre Amici at the Bunker") is a coffee shop in Ybor that hosts various events, including punk shows, open mic nights, spoken word, graduation parties, satanic rituals, people playing board games, you name it.
I didn't drink their coffee this time around, I was already feeling high-strung enough.
The shows are cool and all, but what's even cooler is that there are chickens all over the place outside.
Opening the show was Mullarkey's solo improv experimental noise project Watchable Wildlife. The set consisted of them taping keys down on 2 different keyboards run through tiny amps, and then singing a song (from their more musical project Run-On Sunshine) through a modified telephone. They did not call Vicente's house.
At one point, Mullarkey threw an old zine of theirs from the 1990s. It fell on the floor and I picked it up to see what it was. "That's an old collectors item, Dylan!" They said. I might review it some other time. It features Bad Religion AND Wayne Kramer, and apparently Jello Biafra makes an "unofficial guest appearance."
Another highlight of that set
was people passing by looking in,
wondering just what the hell is going on.
A couple almost walked in
but they didn't
THEY HAD A DOG
DOGS AREN'T ALLOWED IN THE VENUE
UNLESS THEY HAPPEN TO BE SERVICE DOGS.
Up next was V/Cr, an improv collab set consisting of doot-doot saxamaphonist Christopher Moore (from Lakeland, and coming soon to a Wolf Eyes Instagram meme near you) and Vallam Bar'rett (The Tampa person who booked the whole dang shebang, daddy-o) on assorted electronics and synchronized TV.
Their set was very atmospheric and trippy and the television was playing a bunch of wigged out static that rhythmically synched up to the noise being played and let me tell ya, it was way cooler than anything on FOX NEWS or CNN or those scrambled porno channels you attempted to watch when everyone else was sleeping (we haven't woken up yet).
I had to leave at 9:30pm because I live in Lakeland and have to be at work by 11pm, but I did manage to catch Zillah (Rest in Satin Silence) soundcheck and snap a picture. He's been playing a lot of bass guitar lately.
In Sonitus Lux was the touring artist that the show was initially booked for, but apparently they never even showed up. I hope they're doing ok/staying outta trouble. In case you don't know: In Sonitus Lux is Serson (aka The Subliminator) from Atlanta, GA playing an instrument known as a hang, along with a touring collaborator playing a different instrument.
Earlier that day, while walking down 7th, a guy held up a red sign telling sinners of all sorts need to repent or some shit. He was staring at his phone. I thought this was hilarious and tried to take s picture with my own phone, but a car drove by verrrrrrrrry slllllllllllowwwwwwwwlllllllly, thus obstructing my view. And by the time it passed, the guy looked up from his phone and I wasn't able to get a silly photo taken of him stoically gazing at his phone.
I just got home from work and I think I'm gonna go to sleep now.
Happy Halloween, pilgrims.
Jen Sandwich reported on the same show in this photo essay.
I started recording "noise music" in early 2004, completely unaware of any "scenes" or other individuals doing this sort of thing. A lot of lo-fi recordings on a portable tape player, oftentimes guitar or bass feedback drone and delay.