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KELIPPAH 008LP
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"Previously, a boy dreams the dreams of many other boys. He meets three other boys and they dream together. Sadly, one of his co-dreamer's dreams become nightmare. In an effort to avoid seeing their own dreams relegated back to sleeping, our hero and his fair dreaming compatriots leave their troubled friend to face his nightmares on his own. His nightcap is quickly filled and the boys march forward, eventually seeing all of their dreams made manifest. In this installment our boy has become a man too accustomed to living his boy dreams. When he places his head upon his pillow these days there is nothing, as if there is nothing left to dream of. Perhaps his conspirators sense this? They dream apart now and our hero's empty nights only serve to marginalize him from these other boys. Our man must be gifted with powers beyond the ordinary because, much as his boy dreams had become real, so too his man dreams of emptiness soon become his waking life. Unlike his lost troubled co-dreamer from years past, his nightmares are far too mundane for anyone to care about. He dies this way. Special thanks to Charlie Gilmour, millionaire." Paste-on sleeve with hand-painted artwork and labels.
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GER 052LP
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$15.50
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Gatefold double LP version.
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GER 052CD
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$15.50
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2005 release. "Improvisation, over time, yields access to substratum vistas of altogether unseen colouration. This is characteristic of a place in which our music occurs. It may be heard simultaneously here on earth, it may be heard now in the future in surround-sound, DVD audio, via light pipe, etc. But due to its place of origin, it reaches us here without translation, solely as echoes sounding from an immaterial world. Not unlike the radio dish tuned into Space, hoping to catch some intergalactic communique, we've assumed responsibility for broadcasting the atmosphere surrounding the other intelligences combined among us."
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PLANAM ZAUM
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"Recorded close to the group's inception in 1994, Languid Red Marchetti is the NNCK sound in its empirical form, rhythmically a-linear and fundamentally abstract. While NNCK would go on to become a seven piece performing group, recording and touring extensively, this recording documents a smaller group of four original members engaged in the hermetically sealed sonic exploration which best locates their aesthetic origins. From the group's statement on Languid Red Marchetti: 'A proto-intuitive Latihan of feedback + pre-scaffold juxtaposition of layers which would come to constitute edifice, and eventually dwelling. Where we would soon occupy this sound, it here was a force in and of itself, its directionless propulsion compounding into substance and landscape.' This deluxe edition Planam LP comes with a NNCK generated essay on sound imaging through improvisation and is packaged in a full color jacket depicting 'The hypothetical dissolve/corruption + subsequent inevitable repetition of Suprematism.' Edition limited to 340 copies, with full-color cover, infra-Suprematist inner sleeve and ultra-liner notes insert by Keith Connolly."
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LOCUST 113LP
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Limited double vinyl LP version. "Locust is proud to announce the release of Clomeim, the new studio album from New York's No-Neck Blues Band. Clomeim is an evolution, a vital document of change in The No-Neck Blues Band's 15+ years of para-musical activity. This pivotal recording is a creative distillation of the collective at a new and startling saturation point. For three rainy days in March 2007, the seven-headed hydra that is NNCK holed up in Black Dirt Studios, their newly outfitted recording studio in the foothills of upstate New York. With a discipline and a clarity of vision they've rarely displayed before, the collective channeled all of their energies into hours of recording live, real-time improvisation. After months spent sculpting and recasting the raw material, Clomeim emerged -- a distinct whole, recalling in its parts the communal howl of Algarnas Tradgard, the dead spirit channeling of Geino Yamashiro Gumi, the glacial shadowplay of Heresie era Univers Zero, and krautrock zenith Faust at their finest hour. Clomeim is that rare hybrid -- a rock exterior with a cryptic, experimental core; a dense groover and a burning, exploratory psychedelic grimoire for the new dark ages." Last copies...
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S@1 084LP
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"This is the bomb NNCK dropped on ATP, December 2006. Entirely new sequence and improved mastering and fidelity from the CD-R version."
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VICTO 103CD
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"Enregistre <> au 22e Festival International de Musique Actuelle de Victoriaville le 21 mai 2005." Live Victo recording; this one uses up the Sound @1 catalog #82, in case you're keeping track.
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VF 031CD
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UK reissue of this 1996 release, originally on Sound @ One/Ser. This double CD outputs 111 or so minutes worth of this group's dizzying array of sonic blattage, cable disruption, tribal tranceadelics and trip or drone aesthetic. I heard that this was largely recorded on a NYC rooftop, but you certainly can't hear any breeze -- there is, however, some serious driftage going on all over the place. Out-of-nowhere double album magnum opuses tend to go on to have genre defining significance, and it's easy to see this one having research visibility for decades to come, as the pinnacle of its contemporary scene. Packaged in a slimline jewel case (to assure those worried this thing would come wrapped in tree bark or something), with an intriguing multi-page booklet of almost Gysin-esque hieroglyphics.
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S@1 064CD
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Recorded June, 2002. "Yes, by God, here's another one. Rock root punch left in bloody piles of nutmeg dirt circus. Fuck the bleat. Fuck the beat. Fuck the entire fucking fleet. A return to the magnificence of spell-over-form. An end to spiel-necessity. Destructive formatting vanishes in a pfff of steam. Welcome to one future. For information on NNCK conult yr local oracle." -- Byron Coley
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S@1 050CD
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$12.00
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..Hurt Me. Jewel-cased metallic-inked cover reissue of the out of print Revenant CD. "The No Neck Blues Band, adrift in the ozone-tinged air of lower & upper Manhattan for nearly a ghost decade, stood at a fork. To one side lay the path to continued avoidance of human contact, and lifetimes of hemeretic improvisational events. To the other side was the trail into a kind of new free-pub-fat-rock dynamism, attaching the head of Lou Gare to the body of Martin Stone. Which way they would go was never predictable. The myriad recordings & performances that No Neck produced during their first half-life existed more in the realm of spirit than of flesh. Even those who witnessed the performances or beheld the recordings had difficulty in ultimately grasping them. The faces of No Neck were transitory, in all senses of the word. Rock gesture, drone gesture, folk gesture, improv gesture, all of them traced smoky features across the band's collective visage, shifting like a big cloud of burned & exhaled cheeb. By the time No Neck hooked up w/ John Fahey, their image was fractal. Unable to hold -- or even define -- their center, fragmentation itself had become their milieu. Through records, they had discovered someone they believed to be a fellow traveler in Jerry Yester. When they found out that he had a studio in the Ozarks, they were on the first bus south. And when they came to the fork, they took it. Fahey smiled on this in his own weird way & here are the results. They have been in the process of becoming for longer than you can probably appreciate. Dig them now." --Byron Coley
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