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album cover MOE, OLE-HENRIK Ciaccona / 3 Persephone Perceptions (Rune Grammofon) 2cd 22.00
Not for the faint of heart. But pretty bad ass. If you can say that about an academic, avant-garde, micro-detailed, solo VIOLIN recording. Two discs worth to boot! Norwegian composer Ole-Henrik Moe (henceforth known as OHM as per the liner notes), who studied with extreme 20th c. classical dude Iannis Xenakis, offers up 43+40 minutes of stark, scary musick, all brilliantly performed by his wife, violinist Kari Ronnekleiv. Disc one, "Ciaccona", is a tour-de-force of scratching and sawing and scraping, tortured strings sculpting some kind of strange and terrible beauty out of the vast (yet intimate) soundspace that the resonant silences present here delineate. In fact, these recordings took place an a (presumably empty) church, that Ronnekleiv alone fills with menacing drones. It's pretty frickin' amazing that this is all played straight through by one person. She's got incredible stamina and such subtle, awesome control, her fingers commanding overtones, with no overdubs.
More high end shriek and suspenseful shimmer is to be heard on disc two, "3 Persephone Perceptions". On both discs, at times it's like you're hearing the violin analog to a free jazz saxphonist's circular breathing freakout, or for that matter a demented little kid's frantic balloon-rubbing. But plenty of it is quiet and atmospheric as well, full of droning delicate waver, suggesting the weeping of a frightened child. Sudden bursts of sound are the whip hand coming down.
With all these dynamics of hush and hysterics, this is a palate cleanser that puts other stuff in perspective... put on some, say, Wolf Eyes or Yellow Swans on after this and they'll sound like campfire singalongs. Heck try this back to back with some black metal, we swear the corpsepainted ones will seem just a little less intense than they previously did. Hmm...Orthrelm/Octis might be a match for it though. Maybe it's the association we make between stabbing violins and stabbing knives due to Bernard Herrmann's infamous score to Alfred Hitchcock's Psycho, but this is definitely "shower scene" music at times. And the whole thing could easily be running through the head of any self-respecting resident of your local Asylum for the Criminally Insane. Play it LOUD. And tremble.
Perhaps how we're describing this isn't what OHM intended... but c'mon it's what any normal person's gonna hear. And also what any abnormal person (i.e. typical AQ customer) who digs the weirder, out-there edges of "20th Century Classical" (a la Xenakis), is gonna like.
Comes in the usual nice Rune Grammofon packaging with a suitably evocative Kim Hiorthoy designed digipack sleeve.
MPEG Stream: "Ciaccona track 14"
MPEG Stream: "3 Persephone Perceptions track 3"
MPEG Stream: "Ciaccona track 2"

MOEBIUS Blotch (Nepenthe) cd 14.98

album cover MOEBIUS Nurton (Blue Pole) cd 16.98
THIS IS CURRENTLY OUT OF PRINT OR OTHERWISE UNAVAILABLE TO US AT THE MOMENT, SO PLEASE DO NOT ORDER IT. SORRY.
It's so inspiring and sadly all too rare to find someone who was making challenging music that sounded ahead of their time decades ago, and who is STILL pushing themselves to creating music with the same adventure and scope. All too often, those who were at the forefront of creative musical invention end up settling down and creating safe and boring music as the years pass. Even many AQ psych/prog/kraut favorites end up going that route. For proof just take a listen to what folks like Franco Battiato or Tangerine Dream made decades into their careers. Luckily there are some exceptions to that downward spiral, and Dieter Moebius is a perfect example of how one can continue to make weird and wonderful music years and years after they first hit the scene. From his pioneering krautrock/kosmische work with Cluster and Harmonia as well as collaborations with Brian Eno, it would be very easy and well deserved for Moebius to just rest on his laurels. But even after those trailblazing years of the '70s he continued to make great albums into the 80's and still does today. Nurton, released in 2006, is his first solo outing in over seven years and it finds him as unpredictable and pleasing as ever. The sounds he creates take twists and turns that hold your attention fast, and he's always able to take you to a special spaced-out place full of wonder, bliss and intrigue. Crazy instrumental electronica to put the youngsters in the field to shame.
MPEG Stream: "Mahalmal"
MPEG Stream: "Warum?"
MPEG Stream: "Opaque"

album cover MOEBIUS Tonspuren (Bureau B) cd 17.98
Moebius's first solo album from 1983 is also one of our favorites of the post-Cluster universe. We first heard this when it was recently reissued on cd via the Japanese import label Captain Trip (along with Zero Set and Rastakraut Pasta), but it was much too expensive to list. Thankfully, the Bureau B label has come to the rescue and we're able to share this gem with you (they did vinyl, too, we listed a few weeks back).
Moebius has always been the more elusive and ornery of the Cluster duo. By 1983, Roedelius already had 5 solo albums under his belt, but Moebius always seemed to prefer working with groups or one-off projects, where he could entertain his curious sonic predilections against the grain of other performers. Surprisingly for his first actual solo release, he turns in an intriguing and engaging pop record. Not "Pop" in the commercial sense, but Tonspuren is surprisingly big on melodic but idiosyncratic precise miniatures with songs sounding like they were made by tiny but giddy machines.
Yet unlike Roedelius, Moebius allows no willful excursion or baroque tangent to intervene with the concise construction of his compositions, keeping them reduced to as essential compositions as possible, though much warmer and more fluid than, say, the compositions on Cluster's Curiosum (reviewed elsewhere on this list). Tellingly, this was made at the height of German New Wave, and one wonders how much of that may have played an influence. If you liked Cluster's Zuckerzeit, then check this out! Highly recommended!
MPEG Stream: "Contramio"
MPEG Stream: "Rattenwiesel"
MPEG Stream: "Sinister"

album cover MOEBIUS Tonspuren (Bureau B) lp 23.00
Moebius's first solo album from 1983 is also one of our favorites of the post-Cluster universe. We first heard this when it was recently reissued on cd via the Japanese import label Captain Trip (along with Zero Set and Rastakraut Pasta), but it was much too expensive to list. Thankfully, the Bureau B label has come to the rescue and we're able to share this gem with you.
Moebius has always been the more elusive and ornery of the Cluster duo. By 1983, Roedelius already had 5 solo albums under his belt, but Moebius always seemed to prefer working with groups or one-off projects, where he could entertain his curious sonic predilections against the grain of other performers. Surprisingly for his first actual solo release, he turns in an intriguing and engaging pop record. Not "Pop" in the commercial sense, but Tonspuren is surprisingly big on melodic but idiosyncratic precise miniatures with songs sounding like they were made by tiny but giddy machines.
Yet unlike Roedelius, Moebius allows no willful excursion or baroque tangent to intervene with the concise construction of his compositions, keeping them reduced to as essential compositions as possible, though much warmer and more fluid than, say, the compositions on Cluster's Curiosum (reviewed elsewhere on this list). Tellingly, this was made at the height of German New Wave, and one wonders how much of that may have played an influence. If you liked Cluster's Zuckerzeit, then check this out! Highly recommended!
MPEG Stream: "Contramio"
MPEG Stream: "Rattenwiesel"
MPEG Stream: "Sinister"

album cover MOEBIUS & BEERBOHM Double Cut (Bureau B) cd 17.98
Of all the various collaborations that krautrock maestro Moebius of Cluster fame has been involved in, we have to say this 1983 collaboration with Gerd Beerbohm might just be the most mind blowing of them all. Originally released on Sky, it's been out of print for ages, so we were so thrilled when we saw Bureau B was going to reissue it, as it's a record that foreshadowed so many sounds of the rhythmic underground that we would love for years to come.
The record opens with "Minimotion" a totally menacing and suspenseful track that sets the mood perfectly for the rest of the record. Like the darkest side of Goblin, or what John Carpenter would want to base the tension of an entire film around. The next two tracks "Hydrogen" and "Narkose" are stunning in how ahead of their time they sound, even now. It's like an otherworldly version of minimal techno, practically the blueprint for what the Chain Reaction crew would be creating more then a decade later. Like the sounds of a steam engine filtered through the lens of a horror movie, so mesmerizing and menacing. The record's final track is the epic 21 minute "Doppelschnitt" and really should be played as loud as possible and made as required listening for anyone making minimal techno or any sort of electronica really, as this shows you the hypnotic possibilities of this sound. No doubt folks like Villalabos, Monoton, Moritz Von Oswald, and Carl Craig got their ears on this album early on, as this record really laid out the ingredients for what would go down in Berlin and Detroit in the years to follow.
But what makes Double Cut so incredibly special is not just that it was ahead of its time, mastering a genre that hadn't even been invented yet, but that in its minimalism, they made a record that creates such a strong mood and has such a distinct overall sound. It's like being trapped in a completely distinctive outer dimension. It wouldn't surprise us if David Cronenberg was hip to this record while he was making Videodrome. It's not often you get to talk about records that completely set the stage for a whole movement of music making to come in its wake. This is one of those records, and we're so damn glad its back in the world where it belongs. A unanimous favorite for sure, as everyone here at the store is totally in love and in awe of Double Cut!
Not yet reissued on vinyl but we're told that will be coming soon, hopefully.
MPEG Stream: "Minimotion"
MPEG Stream: "Doppelschnitt"
MPEG Stream: "Hydrogen"

album cover MOEBIUS & BEERBOHM Double Cut (Bureau B) lp 23.00
Now available on vinyl, this rad krautrock reissue we recently made a Record Of The Week!
Of all the various collaborations that krautrock maestro Moebius of Cluster fame has been involved in, we have to say this 1983 collaboration with Gerd Beerbohm might just be the most mind blowing of them all. Originally released on Sky, it's been out of print for ages, so we were so thrilled when we saw Bureau B was going to reissue it, as it's a record that foreshadowed so many sounds of the rhythmic underground that we would love for years to come.
The record opens with "Minimotion" a totally menacing and suspenseful track that sets the mood perfectly for the rest of the record. Like the darkest side of Goblin, or what John Carpenter would want to base the tension of an entire film around. The next two tracks "Hydrogen" and "Narkose" are stunning in how ahead of their time they sound, even now. It's like an otherworldly version of minimal techno, practically the blueprint for what the Chain Reaction crew would be creating more then a decade later. Like the sounds of a steam engine filtered through the lens of a horror movie, so mesmerizing and menacing. The record's final track is the epic 21 minute "Doppelschnitt" and really should be played as loud as possible and made as required listening for anyone making minimal techno or any sort of electronica really, as this shows you the hypnotic possibilities of this sound. No doubt folks like Villalabos, Monoton, Moritz Von Oswald, and Carl Craig got their ears on this album early on, as this record really laid out the ingredients for what would go down in Berlin and Detroit in the years to follow.
But what makes Double Cut so incredibly special is not just that it was ahead of its time, mastering a genre that hadn't even been invented yet, but that in its minimalism, they made a record that creates such a strong mood and has such a distinct overall sound. It's like being trapped in a completely distinctive outer dimension. It wouldn't surprise us if David Cronenberg was hip to this record while he was making Videodrome. It's not often you get to talk about records that completely set the stage for a whole movement of music making to come in its wake. This is one of those records, and we're so damn glad its back in the world where it belongs. A unanimous favorite for sure, as everyone here at the store is totally in love and in awe of Double Cut!
Not yet reissued on vinyl but we're told that will be coming soon, hopefully.
MPEG Stream: "Minimotion"
MPEG Stream: "Doppelschnitt"
MPEG Stream: "Hydrogen"

album cover MOEBIUS & BEERBOHM Strange Music (Bureau B) cd 17.98
Along with the Record Of The Week, Double Cut, we also have the duo of Moebius and Beerbohm's first outing together, Strange Music from 1982. And strange it surely is. Perhaps not as sonically perfect of a release as Double Cut, it goes in all kinds of intense directions. Starting with the urgent post punk drumming that opens the first track, "Subito", adding to it a swarm of buzzing synths that swirl and sting. Most songs here percolate and gurgle in brash noisy soundscapes, like an industrial swamp with affected vocal noises, and pulsating whirrs. Other songs lurk menacingly and pace creepily with ominous synth howls, reminding us of Throbbing Gristle's murky but dangerous vagueness. With only glimpses of Moebius's past life with Cluster, it seems the newly formed duo were trying their hardest to remove themselves from that past and into new unknown territory. A welcome exploration that only got better and more refined (and engagingly rhythmic) on Double Cut.
MPEG Stream: "Subito"
MPEG Stream: "White House"
MPEG Stream: "Clarks Shiraz"

album cover MOEBIUS & BEERBOHM Strange Music (Bureau B) lp 23.00
Along with the Record Of The Week, Double Cut, we also have the duo of Moebius and Beerbohm's first outing together, Strange Music from 1982. And strange it surely is. Perhaps not as sonically perfect of a release as Double Cut, it goes in all kinds of intense directions. Starting with the urgent post punk drumming that opens the first track, "Subito", adding to it a swarm of buzzing synths that swirl and sting. Most songs here percolate and gurgle in brash noisy soundscapes, like an industrial swamp with affected vocal noises, and pulsating whirrs. Other songs lurk menacingly and pace creepily with ominous synth howls, reminding us of Throbbing Gristle's murky but dangerous vagueness. With only glimpses of Moebius's past life with Cluster, it seems the newly formed duo were trying their hardest to remove themselves from that past and into new unknown territory. A welcome exploration that only got better and more refined (and engagingly rhythmic) on Double Cut.
MPEG Stream: "Subito"
MPEG Stream: "White House"
MPEG Stream: "Clarks Shiraz"

album cover MOEBIUS & PLANK Material (Bureau B) cd 16.98
Released between 1980's Rastakraut Pasta and 1983's Zero Set, Moebius and Plank's second outing from 1981 reigns in most of the reggae and African rhythms that inspired the other releases but still remains more driving and eccentric than any of the Cluster records from around the same period. Opener "Conditionierer" with its fast bopping rhythm could easily be one of their most rocking dance-floor friendly tracks ever, even if the weird electronic bleeps and pitch-shifted layers take it to a place little seen in rock or dance circles. "Infiltration" and "Osmo Fantor" are more moody and industrial sounding similar in feel to pieces on After The Heat with Brian Eno. Yet the central track "Tolikuehn" is more menacing and forceful with frenetic distorted synth arpeggiations that would sound just right in some Italian giallo film or cyber thriller. But it isn't until the final track "Nordoestliches Gefuehl" that the eccentric vibe of the record closes with a long blissful drifting piece reminiscent of the last Koss record, Ancient Rain, that unites the eccentricities of the record into a unifying lasting whole. Nice!
MPEG Stream: "Conditionierer"
MPEG Stream: "Nordoestliches Gefuehl"

album cover MOEBIUS & PLANK Material (Bureau B) lp 23.00
Released between 1980's Rastakraut Pasta and 1983's Zero Set, Moebius and Plank's second outing from 1981 reigns in most of the reggae and African rhythms that inspired the other releases but still remains more driving and eccentric than any of the Cluster records from around the same period. Opener "Conditionierer" with its fast bopping rhythm could easily be one of their most rocking dance-floor friendly tracks ever, even if the weird electronic bleeps and pitch-shifted layers take it to a place little seen in rock or dance circles. "Infiltration" and "Osmo Fantor" are more moody and industrial sounding similar in feel to pieces on After The Heat with Brian Eno. Yet the central track "Tolikuehn" is more menacing and forceful with frenetic distorted synth arpeggiations that would sound just right in some Italian giallo film or cyber thriller. But it isn't until the final track "Nordoestliches Gefuehl" that the eccentric vibe of the record closes with a long blissful drifting piece reminiscent of the last Koss record, Ancient Rain, that unites the eccentricities of the record into a unifying lasting whole. Nice!
MPEG Stream: "Conditionierer"
MPEG Stream: "Nordoestliches Gefuehl"

album cover MOEBIUS & PLANK Rastakraut Pasta (Water) cd 15.98
Krautrock fans are familiar with these guys: Dieter Moebius, who is one one-half of Cluster, and Conny Plank, the producer/engineer responsible for recording sooooo many amazing albums in the '70s and '80s. Both were also members of Liliental. In the early-mid '80s they teamed up for a series of albums together, of which 1980's Rastakraut Pasta was the first.
Various instruments (and non-instruments too?) were played by the duo, then manipulated via Plank's mixing desk, with Moebius providing additional electronics. Can's Holger Czukay also dropped in to lay down bass on a few of the tracks. The results are all quite pleasant and playful, goofy even, tinged with a sunny Jamaican dub reggae influence (hence the Rastakraut title), most notable in the quirky percolating grooves of "Missi Cacadou". And it's quite obvious that this album has something to do with Cluster, nobody else really ever made music like this. Experimental and accessible, weird and wonderful, sorta surreal and not so serious, yet still quite affecting - and full of effects! From the chugging motorik distortion of "Feedback 66" to the looping lovely melodies of "Two Oldtimers" to the more abstract ambience of "Solar Plexus", Rastakraut Pasta is an airy delight. It's mostly instrumental, but when there are vocals, they are heavily treated and fragmentary, and with or without 'em you'll be humming and nodding along.
This new Water label reissue includes new liner notes, providing quotes from Moebius or Plank about each track. Recommended, and we're looking forward to what we'll assume are upcoming Water reissues of the other M&P records, especially the darker, more rhythmically driven Zero Set from '82.
MPEG Stream: "Rastakraut Pasta"
MPEG Stream: "Feedback 66"
MPEG Stream: "Missi Cacadou"

album cover MOEBIUS & PLANK Rastakraut Pasta (Bureau B) lp 23.00
Recently reissued on cd, now also available on vinyl!
Krautrock fans are familiar with these guys: Dieter Moebius, who is one one-half of Cluster, and Conny Plank, the producer/engineer responsible for recording sooooo many amazing albums in the '70s and '80s. Both were also members of Liliental. In the early-mid '80s they teamed up for a series of albums together, of which 1980's Rastakraut Pasta was the first.
Various instruments (and non-instruments too?) were played by the duo, then manipulated via Plank's mixing desk, with Moebius providing additional electronics. Can's Holger Czukay also dropped in to lay down bass on a few of the tracks. The results are all quite pleasant and playful, goofy even, tinged with a sunny Jamaican dub reggae influence (hence the Rastakraut title), most notable in the quirky percolating grooves of "Missi Cacadou". And it's quite obvious that this album has something to do with Cluster, nobody else really ever made music like this. Experimental and accessible, weird and wonderful, sorta surreal and not so serious, yet still quite affecting - and full of effects! From the chugging motorik distortion of "Feedback 66" to the looping lovely melodies of "Two Oldtimers" to the more abstract ambience of "Solar Plexus", Rastakraut Pasta is an airy delight. It's mostly instrumental, but when there are vocals, they are heavily treated and fragmentary, and with or without 'em you'll be humming and nodding along.
MPEG Stream: "Rastakraut Pasta"
MPEG Stream: "Feedback 66"
MPEG Stream: "Missi Cacadou"

album cover MOEBIUS / PLANK Material (Captain Trip) cd 26.00
THIS IS CURRENTLY OUT OF PRINT OR OTHERWISE UNAVAILABLE TO US AT THE MOMENT, SO PLEASE DO NOT ORDER IT. SORRY.
Awesome awesome Cluster related reissue.

album cover MOEBIUS / PLANK Rastakraut Pasta (Captain Trip) cd 26.00
THIS IS CURRENTLY OUT OF PRINT OR OTHERWISE UNAVAILABLE TO US AT THE MOMENT, SO PLEASE DO NOT ORDER IT. SORRY.
Awesome awesome Cluster related reissue.

album cover MOEBIUS / PLANK / NEUMEIER Zero Set (Captain Trip) cd 26.00
THIS IS CURRENTLY OUT OF PRINT OR OTHERWISE UNAVAILABLE TO US AT THE MOMENT, SO PLEASE DO NOT ORDER IT. SORRY.
Awesome awesome Cluster related reissue.

album cover MOEBIUS / PLANK / NEUMEIER Zero Set (Bureau B) cd 17.98
The collaboration between Dieter Moebius (Cluster, Harmonia), Connie Plank (the producer of pretty much every great Krautrock record), and Mani Neumeier (Guru Guru's drummer) almost sounds too good to be true. But, the one and only recording these three produced in 1983 proves to be amazing. The albums stands as a stunning amalgamation of Kraut motorik rhythms, angular electronic percolations, and a space-funk futurism that's wholly unique to Zero Set. In the early '80s, Plank had been hired to produce the early D.A.F. recordings, beefing up their already muscular Teutonic electronics; and that steroid bloated sound is found within the tight punches of electron poly rhythms and agitated sequences of arpeggiated bleep here too. The tracks all lock around the precisely synchronized rhythms of Neumeier, who has much more of a Donald Johnson / A Certain Ratio approach a la tight punky propulsion rather than the monstrous, if languid fills of "Stone In" on Guru Guru's UFO. Moebius later bemoaned that this album got "too close to techno for comfort." Well, it's actually better for it! Even if it did get close to an electroid techno, Zero Set is both weirder and more playful than many of the electronic body music practitioners of the day. This might not be something for those of you seeking the pastoral prettiness of Harmonia's Deluxe or the Cluster & Eno album, but as an response to the Neue Deutsche Welle sounds from that time period, Zero Set stands out amazingly well. Recommended!
MPEG Stream: "Speed Display"
MPEG Stream: "Load"
MPEG Stream: "Recall"

album cover MOEBIUS / PLANK / NEUMEIER Zero Set (Bureau B) lp 23.00
The collaboration between Dieter Moebius (Cluster, Harmonia), Connie Plank (the producer of pretty much every great Krautrock record), and Mani Neumeier (Guru Guru's drummer) almost sounds too good to be true. But, the one and only recording these three produced in 1983 proves to be amazing. The albums stands as a stunning amalgamation of Kraut motorik rhythms, angular electronic percolations, and a space-funk futurism that's wholly unique to Zero Set. In the early '80s, Plank had been hired to produce the early D.A.F. recordings, beefing up their already muscular Teutonic electronics; and that steroid bloated sound is found within the tight punches of electron poly rhythms and agitated sequences of arpeggiated bleep here too. The tracks all lock around the precisely synchronized rhythms of Neumeier, who has much more of a Donald Johnson / A Certain Ratio approach a la tight punky propulsion rather than the monstrous, if languid fills of "Stone In" on Guru Guru's UFO. Moebius later bemoaned that this album got "too close to techno for comfort." Well, it's actually better for it! Even if it did get close to an electroid techno, Zero Set is both weirder and more playful than many of the electronic body music practitioners of the day. This might not be something for those of you seeking the pastoral prettiness of Harmonia's Deluxe or the Cluster & Eno album, but as an response to the Neue Deutsche Welle sounds from that time period, Zero Set stands out amazingly well. Recommended!
MPEG Stream: "Speed Display"
MPEG Stream: "Load"
MPEG Stream: "Recall"

album cover MOEVOT Best Of (Sanity Muffin) cassette 5.98
Mutiilation, Vlad Tepes, Belketre, Torgeist... all groups that typically inspire a certain amount of reverence and awed respect in black metal circles, those outfits being the more well known members of Les Legions Noires, aka the Black Legions, a small underground group of black metal musicians, who came together in the late eighties / early nineties, and created a super distinctive, and extremely kult body of work. The Black Legions numbered maybe ten people, but in different configurations, those ten formed multiple bands and projects, and released super limited, and nearly impossible to get demos, from strangely named hordes like Vzaeurvbtre, Brenoritvrezorkre and Vermyapre Kommando. And while the sound was typically raw and primitive, black and buzzy, noisy and super lo-fi, there was another side of the Black Legions, groups who trafficked in a sound a bit more mysterious and moody, a black ambient strain that gave us outfits like Amaka Hahina and Aakon Keetreh. But by far, our favorite of those more black ambient Black Legions groups, was Moevot, aka Vordb Dreagvor Uezreevb, who also played in loads of other Black Legions outfits like Belketre, Torgeist, Brenoritvrezorkre, Vagezaryavtre, etc.
Moevot conjure up a seriously grim and creepy sound world, brooding and murky, the sound fuzzy and low fidelity but somehow simultaneously lush and layered. The overall sound has a vibe much like current soundscapers like The Caretaker and Tim Hecker, but more home brewed, more raw and primitive, stripped down and skeletal in places, but almost noisy in others. Some tracks sound like black metal riffs, played with no distortion, slowed down and blurred into swirling streaks of pulsing mesmer, others are just voices, and sound choral / liturgical, haunting and hushed. Scattered throughout are field recordings of crackling fires, chirping birds, whispering winds all woven into softly whirring organs, gentle acoustic guitar strum, monk like chanting, and woozy spectral croons, long stretches of near silence, bleed into dreamily melancholic slow motion melodies, tranquil and soporifically hypnotic. Hushed, barely there drifts, float over distant sonic swirls, buried murky melodies unfurl throughout, there ARE raspy vokills here and there, but they sound so much more mysteriously abject when placed amidst the otherwise dreamlike blackened sonic landscapes.
So gorgeous and otherworldly, a bleary, balearic sprawl of soft focus, creeping black beauty, a grimly blissful songsuite that's equal part slowed down nightmare lullaby and woozy atmospheric dreamdrift thrum. If this weren't a cassette that was LIMITED TO 100 COPIES, you can bet this would have / could have / should have been a Record Of The Week!
MPEG Stream: "In Einem Friedhof - Errance"
MPEG Stream: "Notre Pere"
MPEG Stream: "Oraison"
MPEG Stream: "Voultehtr Voaguprueeb"

album cover MOF FAR FAR RAH Little More (Sabbatical) cd-r 8.98
We only have 5 or 6 of these which is probably enough, cuz boy is this a weird one. We've had these for a really long time, so can't remember the story about who this guy is or what else he's done, but this record, well, it starts out with SEVENTY FIVE super short vocal experiments, as in 6 seconds to 29 seconds, running the gamut from animal like growls, wild hysterical shrieks, disembodied humming, percussive experiments, heavily effected beat box, sort of throat singing, growly death metal grunts, operatic howling, and pretty much all manner of fucked up vocalizations. Think an audio test record featuring nothing but Eye from the Boredoms doing vocal exercises. Fucked up, weird, a novelty, totally cracked and demented. Definitely worth it to disrupt your next party or to torture your downstairs neighbors, but hold on, there's a nearly hour long final track, also seemingly constructed from vocals (?) and it's gorgeous, an extended soundscape of layered hum, of shimmering drones, distant click and skitter, deep bell like tones, murky floorcore, looped stuttering rumbles, moaning and groaning warbles, all drifting beneath a thick fuzzy haze. Almost sounds like it could be the first 75 fragments combined into one thick swirling morass.
Definitely cool And quite weird. We only have a tiny handful, so act fast if you want one of these...
MPEG Stream: "Little More"

album cover MOFF, JAR Commercial Mouth (Pan) lp 28.00
This is the debut full length from this US artist/soundscaper, whom we first heard via a remix on Harald Grosskopf's Synthesist/Re-Synthesist lp, and whose sound falls somewhere between the ADD short attention span plunderphonia of John Oswald, and the textured, layered, warblescapes of turntablist Philip Jeck. Two sprawling sidelong tracks, that sound like they could be part one and two of the same piece, finds Moff, employing a definite kitchen sink style of composition, that initially had us hearing some Our Love Will Destroy The World, especially in his ability to create rhythms and grooves from strange samples and layered loops, in places it gives the sound a sort of hip hop / dance music vibe, but that vibe is subtle, and sort of gets lots in Moff's wild collaged soundscapes, the structures lurching and stuttering, the sound dense and chaotic and not a little bit noisy, super psychedelic, tripped out and in its own way sort of heavy.
The sound palette, and the seamless juxtapositions, also remind us of DJ Female Convict Scorpion, only armed with a DOZEN turntables instead of just two. A constant barrage of samples and snippets, looped and layered, tripped out and kosmische at times, darkly psychedelic and almost jazzy at others, it's definitely chaos, but some impossibly controlled chaos, the whole thing strangely, and seemingly impossibly melodic, the idea of some random jazz loop, some burst of truncated rhythm and some weird little blurt of distorted crunch, would somehow come together to form some brief bit of super hooky, noisy catchiness, speaks to Moff's mastery. A dizzying, mind melting sonic overload that is pure ear candy, absolute headphone blissout, with the B side sounding almost soundtracky, but the soundtrack to some sort of wild, super lysergic drug freakout, or perhaps some super arty, experimental film all rapid cuts and flickering images, the noisiness finally abating near the end of the album, and blissing out into a dreamy droney coda. WAY recommended.
And like all Pan releases, super deluxe packaging, the record housed in fantastic silkscreened PVC jackets over printed full color sleeves, pressed on 140 gram vinyl and of course EXTREMELY LIMITED!!!

album cover MOFF, JAR Financial Glam (Pan) lp 28.00
Record number two for Pan from this LA soundscaper / visual artist takes up where the last one, Commercial Mouth, left off, a dizzying sonic collage that we compared in that first review to both Campbell Kneale's Our Love Will Destroy The World and local turntablist DJ Female Convict Scorpion, and this new one definitely falls more toward the latter, a heady psychedelic soundscape of orchestral blurts, noisy, avant chaos, densely layered headphone deep listening rife with moaning brass, atonal symphonic sprawls, at times sounding like Philip Jeck spinning multiple Art Of Noise records, while an orchestra tunes up in the background, everything wreathed in clouds of alien electronics, lilting melodies, thick swells of grinding low end thrum, buried percussion, another record with impeccable sound design, reminding us of other aQ faves like Roly Porter or Ben Frost, but Jar Moff's modus operandi is way more chaotic and abstract, a Joe Meek kitchen sink approach that defines JM's maximal soundworld, one that sans headphones can be a bit overwhelming, but close listening reveals the constantly shifting layers, the collapsing textures, and blossoming melodies, distorted guitars, plinkety plonk piano, sawed strings, all smeared into swirling zephyrs of sound, coalescing into dense, deep psych-noise dronemusic, then just as quickly splintering into more abstract, avant ambience and spacious psychedelic drift.
Pressed on 140 gram vinyl, mastered by Rashad Becker, and housed in a white sleeve wrapped in a super striking yellow and black silk-screened PVC jacket, with some primitive glyph like abstract artwork.

album cover MOGGS The White Belt Is Not Enough (Absolutely Kosher) cd 14.98
This debut from Moggs has caused some confusion around here lately. Sorta in a similar way that Fucking Champs' III album did a whiles back (on which they called themselves "C4AMP5"), on the spine of this cd the band's name looks like "TNO995". Not only that, but the high contrast cover photo and the album title brewed up anticipations of hip San Diego post-punkers (some of the most white belt wearin' kids around) coming together with electro-clashers (some of the most tinted sunglass wearin' kids around). However, these expectations were for the most part washed away once the cd was heard. So, now that we've set those obstacles aside, let's get on to the music. A four year long labor of love, the completely self-produced Moggs' album is actually quite a melting pot. That said, the dominant sound is a Rob Crow meets Sonic Youth amalgamation of pop smarts and flights of guitar distortion. Cool!
MPEG Stream: "Disco"
MPEG Stream: "Take Take Take"

album cover MOGLASS, THE Kogda Vse Zveri ZhiliKak Dobrye Sosedi (Nexsound) cd 8.98
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For a land as huge as The Ukraine, the amount of exceptional music that makes it half way round the world to Aquairus is proportionally very small, especially when compared to how much we get in from New Zealand and Finland. Thus, we were quite intrigued by the prospects of the Russian ensemble The Moglass who prefer to qualify their music as 'personal folk' -- an anti-genre that is beyond the mutable definitions of post-rock, psychedelia, or space-rock. That said, The Moglass are not without precedents, as this trio (armed with guitars, bass, old Soviet synths, and tons of effects) realizes the pinnacles of Popul Vuh (particularly their Werner Herzog soundtracks) entirely through the haunted drones of guitar feedback. Periodically, they have included several radio transmissions all in Russian, so the exact meaning is unknown to us, but the urgency of some of those broadcasts speaks of traumatic events. These work very similar to Godspeed! You Black Emperor's found sound interludes (e.g. "the car's on fire, and there's no driver at the wheel..."), but the mysteriousness due to the language barrier works to enhance the overall mood of the drone rather than compartmentalize it into leftist rhetoric. Although it's a mere 30 minutes long, "Kogda Vse Zveri Zhili Kak Dobrye Sosedi" (which we learned from their website translates as When All the Animals Lived As Good Neighbours) is a remarkably strong album.
RealAudio clip: "A1"
RealAudio clip: "A3"

album cover MOGLASS, THE Sparrow Juice (Nexsound) cd 11.98
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It's been a while since we've heard from Ukrainian abstract free folk ensemble The Moglass, who in the past have spun darkly delicate webs of creaking ambience, rumbling disembodied drones, stumbling tribal primitivism, all tangled up in a massive swirl of dreamlike ether.
Thankfully not too much has changed. Incorporating bits of jazz (via subtle sax) and all sorts of found sound and field recordings, The Moglass spread simple guitars out over skeletal frameworks of not-quite-rhythms, glistening sonic sparkle, and moody murk, creating slow swirls of ominous sound. The thing about The Moglass, is that they don't just create noises and sounds, little sonic events that 'happen' and then fade away, their music has a purpose, a drive, a direction, the guitars, and the spare riffs they unleash are propulsive, they carry us forward, pulling us by the ear into a world that sounds simultaneously fascinating and frightening. Bits of intercepted shortwave radio, the sounds of families talking, and children playing, are slowly subsumed by thick low end melodies, warm bowed warbles, glistening with bits of glitch and buzz, sleepy and serene, but always gorgeously melancholy. Maybe more than any of their other records, Sparrow Juice has a bit more twang, a little spaghetti western, a little Morricone, although they do a fantastic job of stripping those sounds down and stretching them out into abstract desertscapes. Elsewhere, music boxes hover weightless above creaks and scrapes, thick swirls of molasses like sound crawl glacier-like, swallowing all the sounds it encounters and building to an almost roar, thick fuzzy sun dappled buzz slithers and shimmers like purloined slabs of some long lost M83 single, and guitars and computers and synthesizers are wrapped into rightly wound knots and allowed to slowly unravel, becoming big billowy clouds of rumbling whir and keening skree. So good.
MPEG Stream: "Obviously Political Lyric"
MPEG Stream: "Revisited With K."
MPEG Stream: "Maya Britanova"

album cover MOGLASS, THE Uhodyaschie Vdal' Telegrafnye Stolby Stanovyatsa Vsyo Men'she i Men'she (Nexsound) cd 8.98
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Second missive from this mysterious Ukrainian ensemble exploring the dark and cobwebby corners of free folk, shuffling rhythmic tribalism, space-y dronemusic, and splattery free rock ambience. A dreamy and expansive travelogue of endless soundscapes, glassy sheets of crystalline shimmer, warm and smooth, with melodies woven subtly throughout. Metallic glistenings, tinkling guitars and glitchy crunch struggle to disrupt the ambient dreaminess while occasional machine like rhythms chug tirelessly over atonal melodic clusters and urgently strummed angular guitar chords. Even though the band themselves describe their music as 'personal folk music', the actual sound is much closer to the drone music of AQ faves Jonathan Coleclough, Mirror or Organum, and occasionally the free ambient clatter of the Dead C or Skullflower. Really gorgeous stuff.
MPEG Stream: "Track 2"
MPEG Stream: "Track 4"

album cover MOGOL, LES (MOGOLLAR) Danses et Rythmes de la Turquie (World Psychedelia Ltd.) cd 17.98
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Like we said in the 3 Hur-el review, above, the Middle Eastern '60s/'70s psychedelic rock scene is quite a happenin' phenomenon here at Aquarius -- bands from Istanbul blending the "heavy" beat sounds of London, L.A. and San Francisco with their own ethnic musical traditions. So, along with that great 3 Hur-el disc, we're *really* pleased to have just gotten cd copies in stock of a 1971 album by the fantastic Mogollar (or Les Mogol as they were known in France, where this LP was first released). This band has been a super favorite of ours ever since we first heard 'em on the "Love Peace & Poetry: Asian Psychedelia", "Turkish Delights", and "Hava Narghile" compilations. Yep, they appeared on all three of those fab comps, deservedly so as they were not only one of Turkey's biggest pop bands of the time but also one of the best, near as we can tell. They formed in 1967, playing a style of experimental psychedelic rock based on the folk music of the Anatolian region of Turkey. Their unique Anatolian (or Anadolu) "pop" sound is simply a delight, as amply demonstrated by this particular album. It features 13 tracks (none of 'em to be found on the aforementioned comps) that are based on traditional songs -- but for sure the original versions didn't sound like this, so groovy and hip. They employ some standard sixties rock instrumention -- plenty of electric organ getting almost "In-a-gadda-da-vida"-ish at times -- but also really bring the traditional Turkish instruments to the fore, playing ikligs and baglamas and darbukas and kasiks...all kinds of stringed and percussion instruments, often used traditionally but more often just fiercely strummed to great rock 'n' roll heights. Compared to 3 Hur-el's "Hurel Arsivi" this almost-all-instrumental album is folkier *and* jazzier, the electric organ giving some tracks a kind of Martin Denny exotica vibe. Both discs, though, would make great party records. Highly recommended!!
(Windy's new favorite record -- thus proving once again that in her personal canon of favorite all time records, about 90% of them are from 1971-74. And she's delighted to find that the track "Wildflower" was liberally sampled by none other than AQ-fave Amon Tobin for his stellar "Verbal" song... thus proving once again what great taste Tobin has, we says.)
MPEG Stream: "Madimak"
MPEG Stream: "Fairy Chimneys"
MPEG Stream: "Wild Flower"

album cover MOGOLLAR s/t (World Psychedelia Ltd) cd 17.98
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Anadolu Pop, yeah! It's no secret that for the Aquarius staff and quite a few of our customers, the rock 'n' folk of hippie-era Turkey holds a BIG attraction. We're way into all the comps and reissues that have come out in recent years documenting how back in the late '60s and early '70s Turkish youth took the Western beat and psychedelic sounds that were current at the time and melded them to traditional Turkish folk forms, with fuzz guitars and ethnic instrumentation like saz and iklig combined into an energetic, 'exotic' and exceedingly infectious hybrid pop music. And perhaps the best example of this Middle Eastern psych-rock is the band Mogollar (aka Les Mogol). We've already freaked out about the one cd of their stuff we've previously been able to stock, the Danses et Rythmes de la Turquie album from 1971. Now, the same Korean reissue label brings us another, their rare self-titled second album (also it seems from '71), and it's just as good! The first track you might recognize from the Asian installment of the Love, Peace, & Poetry series. And one of the bonus tracks is on Hava Narghile compilation, while two are amped-up versions of songs from Danses et Rhythmes. Yep, there's eight utterly kick ass bonus tracks, all from 1970 or '71 singles releases, that are a bit more rocked (and tripped) out than the somewhat folkier instrumentals on the album proper. You can hear more of an Iron Butterfly influence on a few of these...and Byram hears hints of the Beefheart rhythm section circa Mirror Man on "Behind The Dark", one of the couple English-language tracks here. Awesome, essential. As is the whole album. Languid grooves, frenzied fretting, such great atmosphere, just wonderful stuff. The cd booklet includes photos and an informative English-language essay detailing the history of the band, which is great to have (even if it doesn't tell us in what year this was released). Definitely add this to your Turkish psych-pop collection, or start one with this!!
MPEG Stream: "Hicaz Mandira"
MPEG Stream: "Karsiki Yayla"
MPEG Stream: "Behind The Dark"

album cover MOGRAG MAGAZINE Vol. 1 / 2009 (Mograg Garage) magazine 15.00
Mograg Garage is a Japanese DIY art gallery run out of an actual garage in suburban Tokyo. To commemorate their first year of exhibitions, they published this small, but gorgeously detailed and beautifully produced full-color 40 page catalog documenting the artists that exhibited last year.
Eight artists are represented with six writers contributing columns (all translated into English). Their plan is to release a catalog every year. And if they're all like this one, then sign us up for a subscription! The artworks are highly visual, bold and graphic, lots of colorful psychedelic landscape paintings (including one of a giant cave that is also the head of a sabre-toothed tiger), intricate and epic tattoo-like line drawings, pop-surrealism, embroidery of colorful birds, lush photographs, computer-generated collages and graffitti like drawings. Jim Woodring is cited as an influence, and one can see influences of Hayao Miyazaki and Takashi Murakami here too which should give you some idea of the gallery's core aesthetic. A lot of the art looks like what you would see in Juxtapoz magazine (but without that magazine's air of self-importance). The columns are equally strange, in that they're not so much about the artists or artworks (at least not in a way we can directly understand), but about random experiences and points of view. For instance, one column expounds on the art of booger collecting (!), others are more lyrical and poetic, while still others are more informative and practical like the one on how to run your own art and toy gallery. Which is the best advice to take from this, as the folks who run Mograg certainly know what they're doing and how to have fun doing it too. These are VERY LIMITED!! We only got a handful of these from a local Japanese friend and not sure we can get more. Definitely, a unique publication you won't easily find elsewhere!

MOGWAI 4 Satin (Jetset) cd 6.98
Finally reissued on cd. Has 3 tracks and one hidden one which is apparently not available on the UK version, or so our UK customers lament.

album cover MOGWAI A Wrenched Virile Lore (Sub Pop) cd 14.98
Originally released special on vinyl for this year's Black Friday Record Store Day, this new record from Scottish post rockers Mogwai is not in fact a proper album, but is instead a collection of remixes, and the remixers read like a list we would have put together ourselves: Justin K. Broadrick (Jesu, Godflesh, JK Flesh, etc.), Xander Harris, Zombi, Soft Moon, Tim Hecker, Umberto, Robert Hampson (Loop, Main, etc.), Cylob and more!! Which means if you're anything like us, a new Mogwai record would already be a no brainer, but Mogwai remixed by all those folks? Holy cow.
Broadrick starts things off with a remix that essentially transforms Mogwai into Jesu, and we're not complaining, fuzzed out and dreamily bleary, big distorted drums, swirling synths, weird shimmery processed (auto-tuned?) vocals, the M83 vibe looms large for sure, dirgey, and fuzzy and fantastically blissed out. Tim Hecker takes Mogwai's "Rano Pano", adds some grit and strips away some of the extraneous sounds, and creates a warm, warbly, almost Steve Reich-ish sprawl of pulsating repetition. The Soft Moon pours on the distortion, wreathing "San Pedro" is cloud of thick buzz, and dense swirls of synth squelch, turning the original into a crunchy post rock / new wave / noise rock hybrid.
Xander Harris drags "How To Be A Werewolf" into some futuristic soundtrack territory, all pulsing eighties VHS car chase grooves, and skittery programmed rhythms, all over soft chordal swells and sci-fi bleeps and bloops. The Zombi track could essentially BE Zombi, all pulsating synths, ominous minor key melodies, super cheesy eighties synth swells, total retro cinematic synthscapery. Umberto too digs into similar territory, but as you might imagine, he slows it down, and turns it into something much more harrowing and haunting, drifting choir like vocals over spare drum machine pulse, swirls of gauzy synth, all brooding and ominous and sinsterly soundtracky.
We weren't familiar with Klad Hest, but his/their awesomely titled "Mogwai Is My Dick RMX" is like a super charged Autechre remix, skittery IDM, that gradually grows more and more dense and frenzied, the drum progamming going blissfully haywire. Cylob represents the electronica sector too, their take on Mogwai, more electro pop, complete with woozy vocodered vocals, and more retro synths. RM Hubbert is another name we weren't familiar with, his track more like a cover, a blurry tangle of Appalachian guitar, with hushed, whispered vocals, that become hauntingly robotic, which sounds pretty amazing/surreal when paired with the dark brooding guitarscaping.
Finally, Robert Hampson finishes things off with a near 14 minute version of "La Mort Blanche", which over the course of its 14 minutes transforms repeatedly, from murky field recorded ambience, to dreamy washed out, sweetly melodic minimalism, to pulsing, shimmering electronic drift, to synth heavy droned out crunch, to textured glitchy abstractions, to lush soaring loveliness, woozy basslines and swooping backwards guitars, to a final blissful blowout which wraps crunchy swaths of super distorted buzz, around the lilting pastoral main melody. So good!
MPEG Stream: "George Square Thatcher Death Party (Justin K Broadrick Reshape)"
MPEG Stream: "Letters To The Metro (Zombi Remix)"
MPEG Stream: "Rano Pano (Tim Hecker Remix)"
MPEG Stream: "San Pedro (The Soft Moon Remix)"

album cover MOGWAI A Wrenched Virile Lore (Sub Pop) cd 14.98
Originally released special on vinyl for this year's Black Friday Record Store Day, this new record from Scottish post rockers Mogwai is not in fact a proper album, but is instead a collection of remixes, and the remixers read like a list we would have put together ourselves: Justin K. Broadrick (Jesu, Godflesh, JK Flesh, etc.), Xander Harris, Zombi, Soft Moon, Tim Hecker, Umberto, Robert Hampson (Loop, Main, etc.), Cylob and more!! Which means if you're anything like us, a new Mogwai record would already be a no brainer, but Mogwai remixed by all those folks? Holy cow.
Broadrick starts things off with a remix that essentially transforms Mogwai into Jesu, and we're not complaining, fuzzed out and dreamily bleary, big distorted drums, swirling synths, weird shimmery processed (auto-tuned?) vocals, the M83 vibe looms large for sure, dirgey, and fuzzy and fantastically blissed out. Tim Hecker takes Mogwai's "Rano Pano", adds some grit and strips away some of the extraneous sounds, and creates a warm, warbly, almost Steve Reich-ish sprawl of pulsating repetition. The Soft Moon pours on the distortion, wreathing "San Pedro" is cloud of thick buzz, and dense swirls of synth squelch, turning the original into a crunchy post rock / new wave / noise rock hybrid.
Xander Harris drags "How To Be A Werewolf" into some futuristic soundtrack territory, all pulsing eighties VHS car chase grooves, and skittery programmed rhythms, all over soft chordal swells and sci-fi bleeps and bloops. The Zombi track could essentially BE Zombi, all pulsating synths, ominous minor key melodies, super cheesy eighties synth swells, total retro cinematic synthscapery. Umberto too digs into similar territory, but as you might imagine, he slows it down, and turns it into something much more harrowing and haunting, drifting choir like vocals over spare drum machine pulse, swirls of gauzy synth, all brooding and ominous and sinsterly soundtracky.
We weren't familiar with Klad Hest, but his/their awesomely titled "Mogwai Is My Dick RMX" is like a super charged Autechre remix, skittery IDM, that gradually grows more and more dense and frenzied, the drum progamming going blissfully haywire. Cylob represents the electronica sector too, their take on Mogwai, more electro pop, complete with woozy vocodered vocals, and more retro synths. RM Hubbert is another name we weren't familiar with, his track more like a cover, a blurry tangle of Appalachian guitar, with hushed, whispered vocals, that become hauntingly robotic, which sounds pretty amazing/surreal when paired with the dark brooding guitarscaping.
Finally, Robert Hampson finishes things off with a near 14 minute version of "La Mort Blanche", which over the course of its 14 minutes transforms repeatedly, from murky field recorded ambience, to dreamy washed out, sweetly melodic minimalism, to pulsing, shimmering electronic drift, to synth heavy droned out crunch, to textured glitchy abstractions, to lush soaring loveliness, woozy basslines and swooping backwards guitars, to a final blissful blowout which wraps crunchy swaths of super distorted buzz, around the lilting pastoral main melody. So good!
MPEG Stream: "George Square Thatcher Death Party (Justin K Broadrick Reshape)"
MPEG Stream: "Letters To The Metro (Zombi Remix)"
MPEG Stream: "Rano Pano (Tim Hecker Remix)"
MPEG Stream: "San Pedro (The Soft Moon Remix)"

album cover MOGWAI A Wrenched Virile Lore (Sub Pop) 2lp 19.98
THIS IS CURRENTLY OUT OF PRINT OR OTHERWISE UNAVAILABLE TO US AT THE MOMENT, SO PLEASE DO NOT ORDER IT. SORRY.
Originally released special on vinyl for this year's Black Friday Record Store Day, this new record from Scottish post rockers Mogwai is not in fact a proper album, but is instead a collection of remixes, and the remixers read like a list we would have put together ourselves: Justin K. Broadrick (Jesu, Godflesh, JK Flesh, etc.), Xander Harris, Zombi, Soft Moon, Tim Hecker, Umberto, Robert Hampson (Loop, Main, etc.), Cylob and more!! Which means if you're anything like us, a new Mogwai record would already be a no brainer, but Mogwai remixed by all those folks? Holy cow.
Broadrick starts things off with a remix that essentially transforms Mogwai into Jesu, and we're not complaining, fuzzed out and dreamily bleary, big distorted drums, swirling synths, weird shimmery processed (auto-tuned?) vocals, the M83 vibe looms large for sure, dirgey, and fuzzy and fantastically blissed out. Tim Hecker takes Mogwai's "Rano Pano", adds some grit and strips away some of the extraneous sounds, and creates a warm, warbly, almost Steve Reich-ish sprawl of pulsating repetition. The Soft Moon pours on the distortion, wreathing "San Pedro" is cloud of thick buzz, and dense swirls of synth squelch, turning the original into a crunchy post rock / new wave / noise rock hybrid.
Xander Harris drags "How To Be A Werewolf" into some futuristic soundtrack territory, all pulsing eighties VHS car chase grooves, and skittery programmed rhythms, all over soft chordal swells and sci-fi bleeps and bloops. The Zombi track could essentially BE Zombi, all pulsating synths, ominous minor key melodies, super cheesy eighties synth swells, total retro cinematic synthscapery. Umberto too digs into similar territory, but as you might imagine, he slows it down, and turns it into something much more harrowing and haunting, drifting choir like vocals over spare drum machine pulse, swirls of gauzy synth, all brooding and ominous and sinsterly soundtracky.
We weren't familiar with Klad Hest, but his/their awesomely titled "Mogwai Is My Dick RMX" is like a super charged Autechre remix, skittery IDM, that gradually grows more and more dense and frenzied, the drum progamming going blissfully haywire. Cylob represents the electronica sector too, their take on Mogwai, more electro pop, complete with woozy vocodered vocals, and more retro synths. RM Hubbert is another name we weren't familiar with, his track more like a cover, a blurry tangle of Appalachian guitar, with hushed, whispered vocals, that become hauntingly robotic, which sounds pretty amazing/surreal when paired with the dark brooding guitarscaping.
Finally, Robert Hampson finishes things off with a near 14 minute version of "La Mort Blanche", which over the course of its 14 minutes transforms repeatedly, from murky field recorded ambience, to dreamy washed out, sweetly melodic minimalism, to pulsing, shimmering electronic drift, to synth heavy droned out crunch, to textured glitchy abstractions, to lush soaring loveliness, woozy basslines and swooping backwards guitars, to a final blissful blowout which wraps crunchy swaths of super distorted buzz, around the lilting pastoral main melody. So good!
MPEG Stream: "George Square Thatcher Death Party (Justin K Broadrick Reshape)"
MPEG Stream: "Letters To The Metro (Zombi Remix)"
MPEG Stream: "Rano Pano (Tim Hecker Remix)"
MPEG Stream: "San Pedro (The Soft Moon Remix)"

album cover MOGWAI A Wrenched Virile Lore (Sub Pop) 2lp 19.98
Originally released special on vinyl for this year's Black Friday Record Store Day, this new record from Scottish post rockers Mogwai is not in fact a proper album, but is instead a collection of remixes, and the remixers read like a list we would have put together ourselves: Justin K. Broadrick (Jesu, Godflesh, JK Flesh, etc.), Xander Harris, Zombi, Soft Moon, Tim Hecker, Umberto, Robert Hampson (Loop, Main, etc.), Cylob and more!! Which means if you're anything like us, a new Mogwai record would already be a no brainer, but Mogwai remixed by all those folks? Holy cow.
Broadrick starts things off with a remix that essentially transforms Mogwai into Jesu, and we're not complaining, fuzzed out and dreamily bleary, big distorted drums, swirling synths, weird shimmery processed (auto-tuned?) vocals, the M83 vibe looms large for sure, dirgey, and fuzzy and fantastically blissed out. Tim Hecker takes Mogwai's "Rano Pano", adds some grit and strips away some of the extraneous sounds, and creates a warm, warbly, almost Steve Reich-ish sprawl of pulsating repetition. The Soft Moon pours on the distortion, wreathing "San Pedro" is cloud of thick buzz, and dense swirls of synth squelch, turning the original into a crunchy post rock / new wave / noise rock hybrid.
Xander Harris drags "How To Be A Werewolf" into some futuristic soundtrack territory, all pulsing eighties VHS car chase grooves, and skittery programmed rhythms, all over soft chordal swells and sci-fi bleeps and bloops. The Zombi track could essentially BE Zombi, all pulsating synths, ominous minor key melodies, super cheesy eighties synth swells, total retro cinematic synthscapery. Umberto too digs into similar territory, but as you might imagine, he slows it down, and turns it into something much more harrowing and haunting, drifting choir like vocals over spare drum machine pulse, swirls of gauzy synth, all brooding and ominous and sinsterly soundtracky.
We weren't familiar with Klad Hest, but his/their awesomely titled "Mogwai Is My Dick RMX" is like a super charged Autechre remix, skittery IDM, that gradually grows more and more dense and frenzied, the drum progamming going blissfully haywire. Cylob represents the electronica sector too, their take on Mogwai, more electro pop, complete with woozy vocodered vocals, and more retro synths. RM Hubbert is another name we weren't familiar with, his track more like a cover, a blurry tangle of Appalachian guitar, with hushed, whispered vocals, that become hauntingly robotic, which sounds pretty amazing/surreal when paired with the dark brooding guitarscaping.
Finally, Robert Hampson finishes things off with a near 14 minute version of "La Mort Blanche", which over the course of its 14 minutes transforms repeatedly, from murky field recorded ambience, to dreamy washed out, sweetly melodic minimalism, to pulsing, shimmering electronic drift, to synth heavy droned out crunch, to textured glitchy abstractions, to lush soaring loveliness, woozy basslines and swooping backwards guitars, to a final blissful blowout which wraps crunchy swaths of super distorted buzz, around the lilting pastoral main melody. So good!
MPEG Stream: "George Square Thatcher Death Party (Justin K Broadrick Reshape)"
MPEG Stream: "Letters To The Metro (Zombi Remix)"
MPEG Stream: "Rano Pano (Tim Hecker Remix)"
MPEG Stream: "San Pedro (The Soft Moon Remix)"

album cover MOGWAI Batcat (Matador) 12" 9.98
12" vinyl teaser for the new full length that drops next week. The title track is from the album, which if you're a Mogwai fan you'll be buying anyway. But the other two cuts here are non-album b-sides. One's got a great title ("Stupid Prick Gets Chased By The Police And Loses His Slut Girlfriend") and the other boasts guest vocals from the legendary Roky Erickson of the Thirteenth Floor Elevators. Though, if we didn't know it was him, we're not sure what we'd think.

MOGWAI Come On Die Young (Matador) cd 10.98
Man, I can't remember the last time I saw such crappy cover art (the Sleater Kinney album comes in a close second in terms of bargain bin art work atrocities). Anyway... the second full studio album is certainly NOT crap, however, don't expect too much of the sonic explosiveness of "Young Team". Lethargic heroin-drenched Slint/Velvets intricate guitar strum acts more as a slow descent into mope rock heaven. All the while a bleak white trash accompaniment of mumbling television broadcasts of football games and talk shows is Mogwai's choice of text while they tune out in their drug addled depression.

MOGWAI Come On Die Young (Matador) 2lp 15.98
THIS IS CURRENTLY OUT OF PRINT OR OTHERWISE UNAVAILABLE TO US AT THE MOMENT, SO PLEASE DO NOT ORDER IT. SORRY.
Man, I can't remember the last time I saw such crappy cover art (the Sleater Kinney album comes in a close second in terms of bargain bin art work atrocities). Anyway... the second full studio album is certainly NOT crap, however, don't expect too much of the sonic explosiveness of "Young Team". Lethargic heroin-drenched Slint/Velvets intricate guitar strum acts more as a slow descent into mope rock heaven. All the while a bleak white trash accompaniment of mumbling television broadcasts of football games and talk shows is Mogwai's choice of text while they tune out in their drug addled depression.

album cover MOGWAI Earth Division (Sup Pop) cd ep 5.98
The original masters of the loud/quiet/loud, slow build post rock epic, return with a new 4 song ep on Sub Pop, their home for the last few records, and again, the band continue to explore, and push boundaries, having shed the sound they helped define with their seminal classic Young Team, one they found hard to outgrow until recently. But outgrow it they have, and Earth Division might be their most varied, and most UN-Mogwai release yet.
The record opens with the gorgeous piano/string lament "Get To France" (the band haven't lost their knack for inappropriate song titles!), a gorgeous, lush cinematic chunk of chamber music that should have directors worldwide after them to score films, a darkly delicate, haunting bit of loveliness, with a slightly sinister vibe. So perfect. "Hound Of Winter" is up next and is even less Mogwai-y, a n acoustic guitar / harmonica country folk ballad, all minor key and melancholy, with softly crooned vox, the only nod to the loud/soft/loud days of old, is a burst of super dramatic strings, that fades out as quickly as they swooped in, only to return near the song's end, creating yet another fantastic bit of soundtracky string laden dream folk, which most bands would kill for, but we can't help but get the feeling these guys are just dabbling, and somehow dabbling brilliantly.
Our favorite track here though would have to be "Drunk And Crazy", which is a tripped out stretch of noisy, distorted shoegaze soft noise bliss out, buried electronic beats, murky churning riffage, all wreathed in a patina of crumbling buzz and swirling shimmer, only to suddenly dissipate into another gorgeous bit of strings and piano chamber music, only to have the beat and the buzz swoop right back in, this time melded to the chamber music, creating a gorgeous gloriously fuzzy melodic chamber buzz, or something. Whatever it is, it's a shame it only lasts for 5 minutes. The record finishes off with another pretty one, a lovely little melodic guitar figure, drifts beneath lush strings, and over a plaintive piano melody, the only nod to any sort of rock band roots, is when the bass comes in, and add some low end heft, its melody all tangled up with the guitar's, another brief bit of soundtracky prettiness, that again has us thinking these guys are capable of so much more than just writing rock songs. Directors, the line starts here.
MPEG Stream: "Drunk And Crazy"
MPEG Stream: "Get To France"

MOGWAI Earth Division (Sup Pop) 12" 10.98
The original masters of the loud/quiet/loud, slow build post rock epic, return with a new 4 song ep on Sub Pop, their home for the last few records, and again, the band continue to explore, and push boundaries, having shed the sound they helped define with their seminal classic Young Team, one they found hard to outgrow until recently. But outgrow it they have, and Earth Division might be their most varied, and most UN-Mogwai release yet.
The record opens with the gorgeous piano/string lament "Get To France" (the band haven't lost their knack for inappropriate song titles!), a gorgeous, lush cinematic chunk of chamber music that should have directors worldwide after them to score films, a darkly delicate, haunting bit of loveliness, with a slightly sinister vibe. So perfect. "Hound Of Winter" is up next and is even less Mogwai-y, a n acoustic guitar / harmonica country folk ballad, all minor key and melancholy, with softly crooned vox, the only nod to the loud/soft/loud days of old, is a burst of super dramatic strings, that fades out as quickly as they swooped in, only to return near the song's end, creating yet another fantastic bit of soundtracky string laden dream folk, which most bands would kill for, but we can't help but get the feeling these guys are just dabbling, and somehow dabbling brilliantly.
Our favorite track here though would have to be "Drunk And Crazy", which is a tripped out stretch of noisy, distorted shoegaze soft noise bliss out, buried electronic beats, murky churning riffage, all wreathed in a patina of crumbling buzz and swirling shimmer, only to suddenly dissipate into another gorgeous bit of strings and piano chamber music, only to have the beat and the buzz swoop right back in, this time melded to the chamber music, creating a gorgeous gloriously fuzzy melodic chamber buzz, or something. Whatever it is, it's a shame it only lasts for 5 minutes. The record finishes off with another pretty one, a lovely little melodic guitar figure, drifts beneath lush strings, and over a plaintive piano melody, the only nod to any sort of rock band roots, is when the bass comes in, and add some low end heft, its melody all tangled up with the guitar's, another brief bit of soundtracky prettiness, that again has us thinking these guys are capable of so much more than just writing rock songs. Directors, the line starts here.
MPEG Stream: "Drunk And Crazy"
MPEG Stream: "Get To France"

album cover MOGWAI Government Commissions BBC Sessions 1996-2003 (Matador) cd 14.98
You might say that all that you (and we) love about Mogwai is perfectly encapsulated on this disc! The crushing squalls of distortion, the shimmery washes of dreamy ambience, the slow building epics, the tranquil shimmery barely-there pop often complely obliterated by a ferocious onslaught of thick distorted guitars and pounding drums, shoegaze meets metallic crunch meets slowcore meets minimal pop meets ferocious noise rock. The loudest louds, the quietest quiets. Mogwai do their 'thing' (the thing that EVERY post-Slint post-rock band has tried to do for the last decade) better than anybody. For a while there, Mogwai were the next big thing, and then they -were- the big thing, but then, for some reason, interest seemed to wane, and Mogwai were just another band making pretty good records. But that has more to do with fickle indie rockers than the way things were. Mogwai kept putting out amazing records, playing devastating live shows, and perfecting their gorgeously schizophrenic sound. So here's a kick in the pants, a reminder, a trip back to the first time you heard Young Team and thought to yourself, "What the fuck" and then probably moments later thought "This is the greatest thing I have ever heard!". And you know what? It probably was. And listening to these BBC sessions we're tempted to think it just might still be.
MPEG Stream: "R U Still In 2 It"
MPEG Stream: "Cody"
MPEG Stream: "Secret Pint"

album cover MOGWAI Government Commissions BBC Sessions 1996-2003 (Matador) 2lp 16.98
THIS IS CURRENTLY OUT OF PRINT OR OTHERWISE UNAVAILABLE TO US AT THE MOMENT, SO PLEASE DO NOT ORDER IT. SORRY.
You might say that all that you (and we) love about Mogwai is perfectly encapsulated on this disc! The crushing squalls of distortion, the shimmery washes of dreamy ambience, the slow building epics, the tranquil shimmery barely-there pop often complely obliterated by a ferocious onslaught of thick distorted guitars and pounding drums, shoegaze meets metallic crunch meets slowcore meets minimal pop meets ferocious noise rock. The loudest louds, the quietest quiets. Mogwai do their 'thing' (the thing that EVERY post-Slint post-rock band has tried to do for the last decade) better than anybody. For a while there, Mogwai were the next big thing, and then they -were- the big thing, but then, for some reason, interest seemed to wane, and Mogwai were just another band making pretty good records. But that has more to do with fickle indie rockers than the way things were. Mogwai kept putting out amazing records, playing devastating live shows, and perfecting their gorgeously schizophrenic sound. So here's a kick in the pants, a reminder, a trip back to the first time you heard Young Team and thought to yourself, "What the fuck" and then probably moments later thought "This is the greatest thing I have ever heard!". And you know what? It probably was. And listening to these BBC sessions we're tempted to think it just might still be.
MPEG Stream: "R U Still In 2 It"
MPEG Stream: "Cody"
MPEG Stream: "Secret Pint"

album cover MOGWAI Happy Songs For Happy People (Matador) cd 15.98
I haven't really been all that moved by Mogwai since they basically reinvented indie rock / post rock years ago with their seminal Young Team record. On Young Team, Mogwai took the loud/quiet dynamics of Slint and added a My Bloody Valentine wall of guitars and the results were nothing short of breathtaking. Millions of bands who were already trying to sound like Slint now had a new, even less attainable goal. The two records after Young Team, Rock Action and Come On Die Young, were okay, just not as inspired sounding, especially with all of us comparing them to their mighty breakthrough YT. So it's really exciting that this new record is so great! And it sounds totally fresh, even though the sound is so reminiscent of eighties college radio indie rock! The dynamics are gone now (although the tattered remains of their loud/soft past surface once in a while), not surprisingly. Mogwai had obviously been slowly shuffling down some sort of entropic path, not knowing where they'd end up and sort of feeling their way tentatively. Happy Songs is like that, meandering, filled with tension and emotion, that slowly disipates as the songs wind down and run their course. Shimmery and shuffling and summery and hypnotic. Sinister, but only slightly so. Smoky and loping, propulsive but only lazily so. There is an urgency, but it is displayed in Mogwai's restraint now, instead of the more obvious bombast of their early years. Galaxie 500 is the band that comes to mind most, especially when there are vocals, heavily reverbed, over ultra simple guitar lines, achingly plaintive lyrics, and simple spare rhythms. Codeine and Slint are other obvious comparisons. As is Godspeed (with all the random samples). Lugubrious and glacial, lazy and hazy, the perfect wandering the streets on a sweltering summer night music, or driving aimlessly sad and confused music, all minor key and melancholy but with a weird sort of hopefulness under the surface.
MPEG Stream: "Moses? I Amn't"
MPEG Stream: "Hunted By A Freak"
MPEG Stream: "Kids Will Be Skeletons"

MOGWAI Happy Songs For Happy People (Matador) lp 11.98
THIS IS CURRENTLY OUT OF PRINT OR OTHERWISE UNAVAILABLE TO US AT THE MOMENT, SO PLEASE DO NOT ORDER IT. SORRY.
I haven't really been all that moved by Mogwai since they basically reinvented indie rock / post rock years ago with their seminal Young Team record. On Young Team, Mogwai took the loud/quiet dynamics of Slint and added a My Bloody Valentine wall of guitars and the results were nothing short of breathtaking. Millions of bands who were already trying to sound like Slint now had a new, even less attainable goal. The two records after Young Team, Rock Action and Come On Die Young, were okay, just not as inspired sounding, especially with all of us comparing them to their mighty breakthrough YT. So it's really exciting that this new record is so great! And it sounds totally fresh, even though the sound is so reminiscent of eighties college radio indie rock! The dynamics are gone now (although the tattered remains of their loud/soft past surface once in a while), not surprisingly. Mogwai had obviously been slowly shuffling down some sort of entropic path, not knowing where they'd end up and sort of feeling their way tentatively. Happy Songs is like that, meandering, filled with tension and emotion, that slowly disipates as the songs wind down and run their course. Shimmery and shuffling and summery and hypnotic. Sinister, but only slightly so. Smoky and loping, propulsive but only lazily so. There is an urgency, but it is displayed in Mogwai's restraint now, instead of the more obvious bombast of their early years. Galaxie 500 is the band that comes to mind most, especially when there are vocals, heavily reverbed, over ultra simple guitar lines, achingly plaintive lyrics, and simple spare rhythms. Codeine and Slint are other obvious comparisons. As is Godspeed (with all the random samples). Lugubrious and glacial, lazy and hazy, the perfect wandering the streets on a sweltering summer night music, or driving aimlessly sad and confused music, all minor key and melancholy but with a weird sort of hopefulness under the surface.

album cover MOGWAI Hardcore Will Never Die, But You Will (Sub Pop) 2lp 19.98
We all love Mogwai. Ever since their 1997 debut Young Team, which still pretty much is the standard for brooding, slow building quiet/loud/quiet/loud post rock, and sure, none of their records since have been as good as Young Team, but the thing is, they've all been pretty damn good, some of them GREAT. Many of them deceivingly good, only to gradually blossom into greatness on repeated listens, which we're beginning to think is the case with this, their latest, and easily their best titled. In fact, we might posit that the new Mogwai has one of the best titles of any record, ever!
C'mon. It's called: Hardcore Will Never Die. But You Will. Kind of surprised some other band (a hardcore band?) hadn't thought of that already, but then somehow it seems more fitting on a band, that's not really at all hardcore. And Mogwai have always had a knack for song titles, which comes in handy when you're essentially an instrumental band, and song titles are thus removed from any sort of lyrical constraints or parameters.
Needless to say, fans of Mogwai are gonna dig this too, unless you absolutely hated the last few, in which case, give the sound samples a go, and see what you think. But was far as we're concerned, this is another winner, from a group, who essentially created a genre, and even with a legion of imitators, have virtually no equal.
The cool thing is that Mogwai no longer feel wedded to the whole slow build quiet/loud thing, sure they indulge once in a while, and yeah, they still do it better than most, and if you see them live, these guys can get as loud as ANY band, but here, they're more about creating gorgeous chunks of indie rock. And on Hardcore, the sound is as varied as ever. Opener "White Noise" is gorgeous, thick with whirring keyboards, and some strange guitar crunch, laced over their meandery post rock, super melodic and sun dappled and really, great. Winding down after only 5 minutes, we really wish it would have gone on for twice as long at least.
"Mexican Grand Prix" is a big surprise, sounding more Like Neu! than Mogwai, with a clipped electronic pulse, electronic drums, warm wheezing organs, and vocals! Whispery and a little distorted, there are some computer voices too, and the drums get all stuttery, it sort of sounds like a darker, heavier Stereolab, but still manages to sound like Mogwai.
Much of the rest of the record is just super hooky, fantastically melodic, crunch guitar driven post rock, sounding like Mogwai for sure, but minus the super stripped down verses and explosive choruses, then there are tracks like "Letters To The Metro" which are all hazy and dreamy, with gorgeous slide guitars, simple stripped down drumming, and prominent piano.
"How To Be A Werewolf" might be the first track to really slip back into the old Mogwai template, but even then, it still sounds great, and original, the guitars are weirdly distorted, wrapped in effects, all draped over some strange bit of distant percussion, while the rest of the track offers up spidery melodies, simple propulsive drumming, and yeah, an eventual guitar heavy coda. "Too Raging To Cheers" does the same, starting off with some minimal piano, letting guitars surface, and grow gradually more distorted, same with the drums, there are even some strings, it's very moody and melancholy, and does explode into a very epic majestic Godspeed like climax.
Finally, the record closes with the awesomely titled "You're Lionel Richie", which is definitely an extended and abstracted version of the Mogwai formula, the sound minimal and shuffling, dark and brooding, eventually slipping into near silence, just some little tendrils of barely there guitar, only to come back in all distorted and buzzy, loping, and midtempo, eventually blossoming into something that sounds almost orchestral, soaring and wailing and seriously sonically transcendent, proving effortlessly, that Mogwai don't NEED to sound like the Mogwai of old, but can whenever they want to, and when they do, it will still totally and completely KILL.
While they last, we have the deluxe double disc version of the cd, which includes a 23 minute bonus track called "Music for a Forgotten Future (The Singing Mountain)", and don't fret vinyl folks, the lp includes a download card which ALSO includes that bonus track, even though it's not on the lp.
MPEG Stream: "White Noise"
MPEG Stream: "Mexican Grand Prix"
MPEG Stream: "You're Lionel Richie"

album cover MOGWAI Hardcore Will Never Die, But You Will (Deluxe) (Sub Pop) 2cd 15.98
We all love Mogwai. Ever since their 1997 debut Young Team, which still pretty much is the standard for brooding, slow building quiet/loud/quiet/loud post rock, and sure, none of their records since have been as good as Young Team, but the thing is, they've all been pretty damn good, some of them GREAT. Many of them deceivingly good, only to gradually blossom into greatness on repeated listens, which we're beginning to think is the case with this, their latest, and easily their best titled. In fact, we might posit that the new Mogwai has one of the best titles of any record, ever!
C'mon. It's called: Hardcore Will Never Die. But You Will. Kind of surprised some other band (a hardcore band?) hadn't thought of that already, but then somehow it seems more fitting on a band, that's not really at all hardcore. And Mogwai have always had a knack for song titles, which comes in handy when you're essentially an instrumental band, and song titles are thus removed from any sort of lyrical constraints or parameters.
Needless to say, fans of Mogwai are gonna dig this too, unless you absolutely hated the last few, in which case, give the sound samples a go, and see what you think. But was far as we're concerned, this is another winner, from a group, who essentially created a genre, and even with a legion of imitators, have virtually no equal.
The cool thing is that Mogwai no longer feel wedded to the whole slow build quiet/loud thing, sure they indulge once in a while, and yeah, they still do it better than most, and if you see them live, these guys can get as loud as ANY band, but here, they're more about creating gorgeous chunks of indie rock. And on Hardcore, the sound is as varied as ever. Opener "White Noise" is gorgeous, thick with whirring keyboards, and some strange guitar crunch, laced over their meandery post rock, super melodic and sun dappled and really, great. Winding down after only 5 minutes, we really wish it would have gone on for twice as long at least.
"Mexican Grand Prix" is a big surprise, sounding more Like Neu! than Mogwai, with a clipped electronic pulse, electronic drums, warm wheezing organs, and vocals! Whispery and a little distorted, there are some computer voices too, and the drums get all stuttery, it sort of sounds like a darker, heavier Stereolab, but still manages to sound like Mogwai.
Much of the rest of the record is just super hooky, fantastically melodic, crunch guitar driven post rock, sounding like Mogwai for sure, but minus the super stripped down verses and explosive choruses, then there are tracks like "Letters To The Metro" which are all hazy and dreamy, with gorgeous slide guitars, simple stripped down drumming, and prominent piano.
"How To Be A Werewolf" might be the first track to really slip back into the old Mogwai template, but even then, it still sounds great, and original, the guitars are weirdly distorted, wrapped in effects, all draped over some strange bit of distant percussion, while the rest of the track offers up spidery melodies, simple propulsive drumming, and yeah, an eventual guitar heavy coda. "Too Raging To Cheers" does the same, starting off with some minimal piano, letting guitars surface, and grow gradually more distorted, same with the drums, there are even some strings, it's very moody and melancholy, and does explode into a very epic majestic Godspeed like climax.
Finally, the record closes with the awesomely titled "You're Lionel Richie", which is definitely an extended and abstracted version of the Mogwai formula, the sound minimal and shuffling, dark and brooding, eventually slipping into near silence, just some little tendrils of barely there guitar, only to come back in all distorted and buzzy, loping, and midtempo, eventually blossoming into something that sounds almost orchestral, soaring and wailing and seriously sonically transcendent, proving effortlessly, that Mogwai don't NEED to sound like the Mogwai of old, but can whenever they want to, and when they do, it will still totally and completely KILL.
While they last, we have the deluxe double disc version of the cd, which includes a 23 minute bonus track called "Music for a Forgotten Future (The Singing Mountain)", and don't fret vinyl folks, the lp includes a download card which ALSO includes that bonus track, even though it's not on the lp.
MPEG Stream: "White Noise"
MPEG Stream: "Mexican Grand Prix"
MPEG Stream: "You're Lionel Richie"

MOGWAI Kicking a Dead Pig/Fear Satan Remixes (Jetset) 2cd 13.98
THIS IS CURRENTLY OUT OF PRINT OR OTHERWISE UNAVAILABLE TO US AT THE MOMENT, SO PLEASE DO NOT ORDER IT. SORRY.
We at AQ all agree that the last Mogwai album, Young Team is one of the best things we've come across in a while; they take the slow build, dynamics, and instrumental intensity of Slint and add crashing guitar lyricism. Reason to celebrate: My Bloody Valentine's Kevin Shields, contributes a stunning sixteen-minute distortion-heavy brainmelter (so that's what he's been doing instead of giving us patiently drooling fans another MBV record). And if that isn't enough, there are also remixes by Mu-ziq, Alec Empire, Arab Strap (the Scottish duo whose murkiness calls to mind the Tindersticks more than anyone else), Third Eye Foundation, Kid Loco, and others. Very colorful vinyl.

MOGWAI Kicking a Dead Pig/Fear Satan Remixes (Jetset) 3lp 13.98
THIS IS CURRENTLY OUT OF PRINT OR OTHERWISE UNAVAILABLE TO US AT THE MOMENT, SO PLEASE DO NOT ORDER IT. SORRY.
We at AQ all agree that the last Mogwai album, Young Team is one of the best things we've come across in a while; they take the slow build, dynamics, and instrumental intensity of Slint and add crashing guitar lyricism. Reason to celebrate: My Bloody Valentine's Kevin Shields, contributes a stunning sixteen-minute distortion-heavy brainmelter (so that's what he's been doing instead of giving us patiently drooling fans another MBV record). And if that isn't enough, there are also remixes by Mu-ziq, Alec Empire, Arab Strap (the Scottish duo whose murkiness calls to mind the Tindersticks more than anyone else), Third Eye Foundation, Kid Loco, and others. Very colorful vinyl.

MOGWAI Les Revenants (Rock Action) lp 24.00

album cover MOGWAI Mr. Beast (Matador) 2lp 16.98
THIS IS CURRENTLY OUT OF PRINT OR OTHERWISE UNAVAILABLE TO US AT THE MOMENT, SO PLEASE DO NOT ORDER IT. SORRY.
When we first heard Mogwai's Young Team record almost a decade ago, we were knocked on our asses. That was exactly what we had been itching to hear but just didn't know it. Epic near metal post rock, dramatic and ultra dynamic, soft / loud moody indie rock epics. Taking bits and pieces from the Pixies and Slint and other bands that came before but making them into something wholly new and unique. And thus was spawned band after band, from Godspeed to the current crop of metallic post rock to the brooding instrumental indie rock of bands like Explosions In The Sky. All of them owe a massive debt to Mogwai, and Young Team in particular. After Young Team, Mogwai continued to do what they did arguably better than anyone else, each record a subtle variation on the last, one was more consistantly louder, one was softer and dreamier, the next was a "return to the ultra dynamism of Young Team" the next was something completely new and different. Ultimately though, they all sounded like Mogwai, and if there was such thing as a cd that held 12 hours of music, they all could have come from that single 12 hour album. But who was complaining? Not us. We loved the sound of Mogwai, and didn't want them to change, sure we would have dug another Young Team, but it was joy to get a new Mogwai record every time, that was instantly familiar, but had enough new stuff going on that it kept things interesting. And so it went for almost a decade, which brings us to Mr. Beast. And on the one hand, it perfectly keeps with the pattern, it's most definitely Mogwai, sonically there's no doubt about that, but on the other, this is a very weird record. For Mogwai at least. To begin with, the songs are all pretty short, none break the six minute mark, most hover at around four, but the devil is in the details, and you know how the devil always has the best music...
The sound on Mr. Beast is much more dense and polished, some songs are straight up guitar heavy shoegazing rockers, some are haunting lullabies with programmed drums and lap steel guitars. A couple tracks sound almost like Coldplay with balls (and bigger guitars), there's lots of piano, in fact the first song is almost entirely piano driven, as are a couple later on in the record, there are some very Flaming Lips moments, lush pop with BIG drums, some bits of Polvo-like angular indie jangle, even some full on metal riffing, but they all sound like Mogwai. And that's the key. It all sounds so effortless, so perfect. Not in a bad way, in that special way that few bands ever achieve. It's like if Mogwai suddenly decided to do a note for note cover of Brooks And Dunn or Pink or Slayer or anybody, it would STILL sound like Mogwai, or if they decided to only play skiffle or bluegrass or polka, you'd still hear it and immediately know it was Mogwai, and it would be really really good.
It's that effortlessness that makes this record so good. Like their records before Mr. Beast, familiar enough to fit comfortably in the canon, new and weird enough to make us love them all over again.
For a limited time, the cd comes in a deluxe hardcover book version with a bonus DVD, featuring a documentary about the making of Mr. Beast.
MPEG Stream: "Auto Rock"
MPEG Stream: "Glasgow Mega-Snake"

album cover MOGWAI Mr. Beast (Matador) cd + dvd 15.98
When we first heard Mogwai's Young Team record almost a decade ago, we were knocked on our asses. That was exactly what we had been itching to hear but just didn't know it. Epic near metal post rock, dramatic and ultra dynamic, soft / loud moody indie rock epics. Taking bits and pieces from the Pixies and Slint and other bands that came before but making them into something wholly new and unique. And thus was spawned band after band, from Godspeed to the current crop of metallic post rock to the brooding instrumental indie rock of bands like Explosions In The Sky. All of them owe a massive debt to Mogwai, and Young Team in particular. After Young Team, Mogwai continued to do what they did arguably better than anyone else, each record a subtle variation on the last, one was more consistantly louder, one was softer and dreamier, the next was a "return to the ultra dynamism of Young Team" the next was something completely new and different. Ultimately though, they all sounded like Mogwai, and if there was such thing as a cd that held 12 hours of music, they all could have come from that single 12 hour album. But who was complaining? Not us. We loved the sound of Mogwai, and didn't want them to change, sure we would have dug another Young Team, but it was joy to get a new Mogwai record every time, that was instantly familiar, but had enough new stuff going on that it kept things interesting. And so it went for almost a decade, which brings us to Mr. Beast. And on the one hand, it perfectly keeps with the pattern, it's most definitely Mogwai, sonically there's no doubt about that, but on the other, this is a very weird record. For Mogwai at least. To begin with, the songs are all pretty short, none break the six minute mark, most hover at around four, but the devil is in the details, and you know how the devil always has the best music...
The sound on Mr. Beast is much more dense and polished, some songs are straight up guitar heavy shoegazing rockers, some are haunting lullabies with programmed drums and lap steel guitars. A couple tracks sound almost like Coldplay with balls (and bigger guitars), there's lots of piano, in fact the first song is almost entirely piano driven, as are a couple later on in the record, there are some very Flaming Lips moments, lush pop with BIG drums, some bits of Polvo-like angular indie jangle, even some full on metal riffing, but they all sound like Mogwai. And that's the key. It all sounds so effortless, so perfect. Not in a bad way, in that special way that few bands ever achieve. It's like if Mogwai suddenly decided to do a note for note cover of Brooks And Dunn or Pink or Slayer or anybody, it would STILL sound like Mogwai, or if they decided to only play skiffle or bluegrass or polka, you'd still hear it and immediately know it was Mogwai, and it would be really really good.
It's that effortlessness that makes this record so good. Like their records before Mr. Beast, familiar enough to fit comfortably in the canon, new and weird enough to make us love them all over again.
For a limited time, the cd comes in a deluxe hardcover book version with a bonus DVD, featuring a documentary about the making of Mr. Beast.
MPEG Stream: "Auto Rock"
MPEG Stream: "Glasgow Mega-Snake"

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