the kingdom of heaven must be taken by storm.

sorry i was getting a hair cut.

cool, cool water.

lo-fi kosmische kraut noise recorded live back in the golden days of san diego past. beautiful hypnotic synth jammers... if yr into emeralds or any of the modern shit, then you'll really dig physics. put out on gsl a long long time ago, i haven't seen this around very much, but everyone should know this gem.

scenes in the city.

this is absolutely one of my favorite post rock records ever. i bought this right when it came out because it had members of crimson curse & guyver one, two of my favorite bands at the time. i loved the artwork for the cover, & i stared at the record sleeve (this was '99 after all & i was one of those vinyl nerds) everytime i would put it on. the first song golden hill made it onto every single mixtape i made for anyone when this came out. tristeza used clean guitars in this amazingly propulsive ways to build stunning dynamics without falling into the cliched tropes of soft loud soft that many bands like this do. really emotionally gripping, i think the closest might be the mercury program or six parts seven. this soundtracked many hot hazy summertime afternoon naps after i spent all day at the beach.

glory gongs.

three mile pilot were such a ridiculously talented band, & i always felt they were really underrated. even their post break up bands never got the recognition they truly deserved. now that they're back together again, hopefully they will start touring more regularly. this album is one of the best that late nineties san diego had to offer.

xerox my hand.

sorry carp, i don't have audioflashcard, but i do have this gem. kill me tomorrow were from san diego, & were one of the last really interesting bands to emerge from that city. while signed to gsl, i think they could have just as easily been on skin graft or load. they don't have the same affinity for noise that most of those bands did, but their whole hearted embrace of weirdness reminds me of their providence brethren from the same era. just dark noisy post punk that is perfect for bike rides in nice sunny weather. this is one of the few albums from that era that still captivates my interest the entire way through.