So, I guess I've been neglecting this site for, oh, 3 1/2 years now?
A lot has happened. Funny how employment keeps writing on the back burner. What's more, the cockshits at 000webhosting have decided to put a pop-up over every page on the site, making its use super-irritating.
I will be working on new tape reviews, and a new site with a new CMS and a new host in the near future. God knows how I've avoided getting hacked with a four year-old Drupal installation.
Is this the part where I tell you that I'm not going to review another Emmy Collins tape?
"Edition of 20 copies. Originally recorded 1987."
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currently listening to: the sound of cars passing on the road
Okay, so I admit it...I've been a little lax about updating for the past month. And for good reason: I finally got a job. But don't think I'm going to start getting personal here; time for what I've been into lately.
Okay, now that we've got the waste of time out of the way, we can get to more serious matters. What curious slab of noise awaits me from the bowels of Kalamazoo, Em Eye?
Waste of Plastic: Whether intentional or not, this tape more or less lives up to its series' namesake. Why waste a couple hundred words on a tape that probably took more time for me to pop into my deck than to 'write,' record, produce, master, and dupe? I don't know. You tell me.
Wikipedia defines the word "juxtaposition" as "the act or an instance of placing two or more things side by side." This cassingle's juxtaposition of the most harsh and ethereal elements of underground experimental music is a testament to the breadth of work those with crude sonic materials and low-fidelity aspirations are capable of.
I've heard of Steely Dan, but I've never really listened to them. I know enough about them, however, to know that this sort of thing isn't really my cup of tea. Nevertheless, I will endeavor to listen to this tape with open ears and an open mind. Strap yourselves in: this is the first solo outing of Steely Dan frontman Donald Fagen.
I came home from Goodwill yesterday evening sure I had found an oddity no other human being had ever set eyes (or ears) on: A black cassette with a simple Halloween-themed label proudly displaying six words: "Voices, Sound, Music - Chamber of Horrors."
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