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Siltbreeze

The Souls Of Birds And Mice
2024 Stock. Released in 2015, this is arguably Dan Melchior's stand alone release in a massively impressive catalog. Eschewing the gutbucket trawl & extended electro pedal-whomp, The Souls of Birds and Mice is more fugue like; it isn’t composed of elements so much as it is composed of the composing of elements. Recorded at a pivotal time in the his life, one can detect the influences varying from his wife, Letha Rodman-Melchior to Pale Cocoon, Martin Davorin Jagodić' & Pôle running through this …
InSec
Mega Tip! Omit’s ‘inSec’ is “new,” but not new. Recorded in 2013, the masters lost in the label’s murky somewheresville that always shows up when moving. For those who don’t know, Omit is an experimental electronics artist from New Zealand’s south island who, since 1990, has released thirty-some xerographed cassettes and CDrs in the Dead C orbit for those who do. It’s not enough to say that ‘inSec’ is an ambient masterpiece bringing to mind a John Carpenter soundtrack performed by the Hub becaus…
Mf
Last year, Bill Orcutt of 90s gnarly Miami noise group Harry Pussy blasted the bejesus out of blues with a beat-up guitar and blew us all away with How The Thing Sings to get a spot on our favorites of 2011. Now, Orcutt’s buddy Mark Feehan, who frequently played spastic guitar for Harry Pussy, is releasing his first solo record, MF, with old Harry Pussy promoters Siltbreeze Records. Feehan’s independent work is somewhat similar to Orcutt’s acoustic binges of raw Americana, but it echoes louder h…
Heaps of nothing
The second album from Australian band Naked On The Vague, who have doubled in size for this batch of new material. The tone is characterised by dark and fearsomely heavy garage-punk, with a wafer-thin coating of distortion lending a little extra bite to the band's already vicious dynamics. "Bleak, unrepentant, withering and droll, Heaps of Nothing is a 21st century codification of the gallows wit and mesmerizing otherworldliness of (Dub Housing-era) Pere Ubu, Primitive Calculators and L…
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