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Pat Maher's outsider sounds have emerged in many different forms; the syrup-laced rap remixes of DJ Yo-Yo Dieting, the ketamine house of Diamond Catalog and of course the wheezing industrial ambience of Indignant Senility. Consecration Of The Whipstain is Maher's second widely-available album under the Indignant Senility moniker, and its long-form abstractions place him a step apart from his peers. Where Plays Wagner took a selection of thrift store charity records as source material, Consecration... works with a wider palette and sees Maher roughly paste together clattering percussion, wretching environmental sounds, opium drones and much more to emerge with a sound that owes more to Iannis Xenakis and Lustmord than to the contemporary set. Maher's noise roots have always given him a rougher, more abstract edge than others in the genre, but this album finds his shadowy ambience chiseled into four pitch-perfect explorations of his very particular alternate timeline. Recorded through amplifiers and microphones to give the music a chance to "breathe," the fuzzy pictures slowly come to life and offer a shocking amount of depth and variety. At times it sounds like a decaying sound strip from a '30s suspense reel, with all the crackle and flicker you'd expect to come alongside that. Maher's sounds take us into places we might not want to go, but there's no denying that once you're there it's hard to wrench yourself free. Deluxe vinyl edition, cut at Dubplates And Mastering, Berlin.
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This recording under Pat Maherr's Indignant Senility moniker first appeared as a very limited cassette on Maherr's own label in 2009, but as soon as it landed at the Type offices, they knew it needed to reach a wider audience. Using a handful of dusty Wagner pieces (no doubt scored from one of Portland, Oregon's many thrift stores), he has stretched and distorted the hallowed tones of the original material into something indescribably dark and beautiful. Like David Lynch's peerless Eraserhead soundtrack before it, this is music that sounds as if you are being dragged through rusted pipes and hearing the distant swell of broken gramophones playing in unison. Maherr has created music that is at all times exquisite but deeply disturbing. Like Leyland Kirby or even William Basinski, there is a sense of harmony, nostalgia and restraint in the layers of hiss, grit and noise. It is only very rarely you hear something as pure and enveloping as Plays Wagner, and Type is proud to be able to bring this to the wider world. Having mastered this from cassette tape, all the decomposing grime experienced on the original version (which was dubbed to aging, heavily-used C90 cassettes), has been maintained, but also has been beefed-up for public consumption. The best way to absorb an album like this is to just listen and simply slip away into a deep, nightmarish slumber. Just keep your eye on the radiator, who knows what might happen.
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This is the second in a series of two strictly-limited vinyl editions of Plays Wagner by Portland, Oregon's Pat Maherr. This recording under his Indignant Senility moniker first appeared as a very limited cassette on Maherr's own label in 2009, but as soon as it landed at the Type offices, they knew it needed to reach a wider audience. Using a handful of dusty Wagner pieces (no doubt scored from one of Portland, Oregon's many thrift stores), he has stretched and distorted the hallowed tones into something indescribably dark and beautiful. Like David Lynch's peerless Eraserhead soundtrack before it, this is music that sounds as if you are being dragged through rusted pipes and hearing the distant swell of broken gramophones playing in unison. Maherr has created music that is at all times exquisite but deeply disturbing. Like Leyland Kirby or even William Basinski, there is a sense of harmony, nostalgia and restraint in the layers of hiss, grit and noise. It is only very rarely you hear something as pure and enveloping as Plays Wagner. Having mastered this from cassette tape, Type has retained all the decomposing grime experienced on the original version (which was dubbed to aging, heavily-used C90 cassettes), but have beefed it up for public consumption. The best way to absorb an album like this is to place the needle and simply slip away into a deep, nightmarish slumber. Just keep your eye on the radiator -- who knows what might happen. Cut at Berlin's Dubplates and Mastering.
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Please note that this is part one of a two-part set. A CD edition compiling both volumes will be released as well. Under a plethora of names, Pat Maherr has hand-crafted some of the most beguiling sounds anyone has heard in the last few years -- chopped and screwed hip-hop as DJ Yo-Yo Dieting, lo-fi noise as Sisprum Vish, sample-heavy musique concrète as Moms Who Chop and cask-strength industrial ambience under the Indignant Senility moniker. Plays Wagner appeared as a very limited cassette on Maherr's own label in 2009, but as soon as it landed at the Type offices, they knew it needed to reach more ears. Using a handful of dusty Wagner pieces (no doubt scored from one of Portland, Oregon's many thrift stores), he has stretched and distorted the hallowed tones into something indescribably dark and beautiful. Like David Lynch's peerless Eraserhead soundtrack before it, this is music that sounds as if you are being dragged through rusted pipes and hearing the distant swell of broken gramophones playing in unison. Maherr has created music that is at all times exquisite but deeply disturbing. Like Leyland Kirby or even William Basinski, there is a sense of harmony, nostalgia and restraint in the layers of hiss, grit and noise. It is only very rarely you hear something as pure and enveloping as Plays Wagner. Having mastered this from cassette tape, Type has retained all the decomposing grime experienced on the original version (which was dubbed to aging, heavily-used C90 cassettes), but have beefed it up for public consumption. The best way to absorb an album like this is to place the needle and simply slip away into a deep, nightmarish slumber. Just keep your eye on the radiator -- who knows what might happen.
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