california uber alles.

i have posted about this lady before here, & it's more of the mesmerizing & enchanting jams here.

ps not to get overly political, but while listening to dead kennedys i thought it was funny that a song that was written almost forty years ago is still fucking applicable in my home state. also, kinda pumped about trump being in office soon. all of the best punk records were made under reagan, & we all know what a fucking scumbag that prick was. here is to the downfall of america. see ya at the mixer.

images for a. wilner.

gorgeous gagaku orchestral pieces from the seventies.

drip from my walk.

beautiful drones from fluxus extraordinaire yoshi wada recorded back in 84. transports you to the headiest of clouds.

father's gun.

been feelin this on rainy afternoons smoking weed lately.

a thousand words.

a canadian weirdbeard lady from the early nineties. pretty uneven album, but there are some really rewarding moments on here. i'm not a fan of the whole "if i make weird sounds & then yell & then hit a snare once, then this is experimental" side of musique, but there are some really nice songs where she just focuses on jazz which reminds me a lil bit of deerhoof if greg saunier was allowed to let it all out. kinda wish she had stayed with that.

ps sad news about tomita.

pps i am now reviewing tapes for cassette gods, so if you want yr stuff up there, get at me.