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album cover MONOSOV, ILYA Solo Cello #1 For Charles Curtis (Eclipse) cd 14.98

MPEG Stream: "Solo Cello #1 For Charles Curtis (Excerpt)"

album cover MONOSOV, ILYA & PRESTON SWIRNOFF Seven Recorded Works (Eclipse) lp 13.98
Strange sonic document from two mysterious Californian musicians / sonic technicians, Ilya Monosov and Preston Swirnoff. Seven pieces utilizing hurdy gurdy, harmonica, melodica, organ and piano. Abstract wheezing soundscapes of thick chordal exhalations, stretched into swirly drones over creepy pointilist piano, dense with overtones and drenched in reverb. A tranquil, drowsy drift that builds into Argento style horror movie music freakouts, before drifting off again into clouds of mournful tinkling chimes over strangely tuned pianos and strangely reverberating whirs and thrums. LIMITED TO 500 COPIES!

album cover MONOSOV, ILYA & PRESTON SWIRNOFF The Shining Path (Eclipse) lp 13.98
Another gorgeously abstract sonic outing from the duo of Ilya Monosov and Preston Swirnoff. Side one finds the two exploring similar sounds as on their first lp, utilizing bowed guitars, tape loops and air organ, weaving a lush and organic sounding harmonic soundworld, warm and rich, multi-layered and strangely melodic, soothing and dreamy and languidly stretched out into a smokey blur. Side two finds the duo in their psych rock group The Shining Path, employing guitar and electric organ, and unleashing a throbbing low end, over which is splattered freaked out chaos guitar, huge slabs of atonal psychrock skree and screeched and howled vocals way off in the distance. LIMITED TO 500 COPIES!

album cover MONOSOV, ILYA E. Seven Lucky Plays, Or How To Fix Songs For A Broken Heart (Language of Stone) cd 13.98
Multi-talented experimental music maker shows his softer more self reflective side. With a set of songs in the tradition of Serge Gainsbourg, Vincent Gallo, and Leonard Cohen.

MONOSTADT 3 Experiment 8.2 (Digestive System Records) lp 14.98

album cover MONOSTADT 3 Experiment 8.2 (Digestive Systems) lp 14.98

album cover MONOTON Blau: Monotonprodukt 02 26y++ (Oral) cd 16.98
THIS IS CURRENTLY OUT OF PRINT OR OTHERWISE UNAVAILABLE TO US AT THE MOMENT, SO PLEASE DO NOT ORDER IT. SORRY.
Konrad Becker released only a couple of albums in the early '80s under his moniker Monoton. The modest editions of his recordings relegated him to inevitable obscurity, until in 1996 The Wire published a list charting the "100 Records that set the world on fire (when no one was listening)," with Wire writer Biba Kopf citing the Monotonprodukt 07 20y++, second Monoton record, on that list. Released in 1980, Blau is the first album from Monoton, sparking curiosity as to what the other Monotonprodukt releases would have been with this album being Monotonprodukt 02 and the second album being Monotonprodukt 07. Where are the other 4? And when will we get to hear them?! Regardless, Becker's Monoton produced a hyper-bleak precursor of electronica, bridging the kosmische sounds of Cluster and Conrad Schnitzler with the more contemporary sounds of Pan Sonic and Coh. Slow motion rhythm boxes offer skeletal structures upon which Becker adds little more than minimalist synthetic percolations, metallic arppegiations, and Spartan bass tones, swirling in a black-hole dub production coldly anticipating what Pole would do some 20 years later. A very welcome reissue.
MPEG Stream: "Ein Wort"
MPEG Stream: "Dubwise"

album cover MONOTON Monotonproduct 07 (Desire) 2lp 30.00
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OOOHHH!!! NOW ON VINYL FOR THE FIRST TIME IN OVER THREE DECADES!!!
Konrad Becker released only a couple of albums in the early '80s under his moniker Monoton. The modest editions of his recordings relegated him to inevitable obscurity back then, but thankfully through the magic of reissue technology more folks now have had a chance to enjoy his genius work, a hyper-bleak precursor of electronica, that bridged the kosmische sounds of Cluster and Conrad Schnitzler with the more contemporary sounds of Pan Sonic and Coh to come.
We're sure that there are more than a few modern music nerds out there who hang on every word printed in The Wire, so the reissue of anything by Monoton will no doubt thrill those avid Wire readers. Of course, not everyone keeps one eye on The Wire; so allow us to reiterate what that fine British music magazine penned about this album in 1996, The Wire did a cover story entitled "100 Records that set the world on fire (when no one was listening)," and which featured plenty of favorites already heralded in their pages (Derek Bailey, Faust, Fushitsusha, Nurse With Wound, Bernhard Gunter, etc.) as well as a handful of brilliant records which apparently nobody else had ever heard. Monoton's 2nd album, Monotoprodukt 07, from 1982, found its way onto that list of 100 seminal albums, despite the fact that barely anyone actually owned copies of this self-released album of Germanic proto-electronica. Wire scribe Biba Kopf was one of those lucky few, and certainly said it better than we could have: "[This album] is so alive with the pulses that triggered many electronicas to come, from techno through trance to Mego's creeping static, you could make a case for Konrad Becker's guruhood. Yet for all its prescient washed out tones, threadbare textures and minimalist rigour, it has the edge on much that followed. Adopting an imperious art stance towards mainstreams and margins alike, Becker cast a cold analytic eye over electronica's urfathers, picking up on Suicide's jittertronic urgency, if not their melodrama, and DAF's throbbing sequencers, but with the sex threat removed, which he patched into his own crackling circuits, hissing vistas and tumbling beatstreams."
Lo and behold, the good people at Oral in Canada were kind enough to reissue Monotonprodukt 07 first on cd back in 2003 (long since out of print) and now at last on vinyl, complete with a beefed-up re-mastered sound complements of the best in the business, Rashad Becker (no relation?), making for a very cool and highly recommended listen! We concur with The Wire about this album's importance. This really is one of aQ's experimental electronica essentials.
MPEG Stream: "Dancing & Singing"
MPEG Stream: "Fire"
MPEG Stream: "Root Of 1 = 1"

album cover MONOTON Monotonprodukt 07 20y++ (Oral) cd 16.98
THIS IS CURRENTLY OUT OF PRINT OR OTHERWISE UNAVAILABLE TO US AT THE MOMENT, SO PLEASE DO NOT ORDER IT. SORRY.
We're sure that there are more than a few modern music nerds out there who hang on every word printed in The Wire, so the inevitable reissue of anything by Monoton will no doubt thrill those avid Wire readers. Of course, not everyone keeps one eye on the Wire; so allow us to reiterate what that fine British rag had penned about Monoton nearly a decade ago. The Wire had published a list, entitled "100 Records that set the world on fire (when no one was listening)," which included plenty of Wire favorites (Derek Bailey, Faust, Fushitsusha, Nurse With Wound, Bernhard Gunter, etc.) as well as a handful of brilliant records which apparently nobody else had ever heard. Monoton's Monotoprodukt 07 found its way onto that list of 100 seminal albums, despite the fact that barely anyone actually owned copies of this self-released album of Germanic proto-electronica. Wire scribe Biba Kopf was one of those lucky few and certainly said it better than we could have that this album "is so alive with the pulses that triggered many electronicas to come, from techno through trance to Mego's creeping static, you could make a case for Konrad Becker's guruhood. Yet for all its prescient washed out tones, threadbare textures and minimalist rigour, it has the edge on much that followed. Adopting an imperious art stance towards mainstreams and margins alike, Becker cast a cold analytic eye over electronica's urfathers, picking up on Suicide's jittertronic urgency, if not their melodrama, and DAF's throbbing sequencers, but with the sex threat removed, which he patched into his own crackling circuits, hissing vistas and tumbling beatstreams."
Lo and behold, the good people at Oral in Canada (who also happen to be the same folks who curate the Mutek electronic music festival) were kind enough to reissue Monotonprodukt 07, complete with a beefed-up re-mastered sound, making for a very cool and highly recommended listen!
MPEG Stream: "Dancing & Singing"
MPEG Stream: "Fire"
MPEG Stream: "Root Of 1 = 1"

album cover MONOTONIX Body Language (Drag City) cd 12.98
First off, go see these guys if you get the chance. It's a crazed rock spectacle, kinda like Japan's DMBQ but more dangerous, or at least shirtless. They live up to the hype you may have heard about their live performances, that's for sure. This guitar/drums/vocals trio from Israel are very, very rock n' roll, and they know how to put on a show. Probably everyone who's ever seen them has a good story, likely to include the drummer soloing whilst simultaneously crowd surfing, and the band's wiry, longhaired, mustachioed frontman (who looks like a cross between Iggy Pop and Doug Henning) energetically scampering about, spilling many, many audience members' beers (grabbing 'em with his teeth and tossing them back over his head, usually, at least if they're served in plastic cups). Allan's Monotonix show story even involves a goat!
But, the question remains, does any of that translate on record? Well this six song, 24 minute Drag City debut should answer that question. It reveals some depth to the riffy, hard and heavy, good times rock they dish out at their shows, with more melody and intricacy certainly (surprisingly). The title track, ferinstance, is almost prog pop! Yet, they don't stint on the fuzzy guitar and pounding drums we were expecting either, so if you play it loud, you might manage to spill a beer or two on yourself at home. If you just see 'em live, what you'll remember is how they played, not what they played. But spin this a few times, and some of these riffs may get stuck in your bangin' head. However, Monotonix live is a tough act to follow, which is their own damn fault, and so this still seems a bit secondary, like, they've gotta make records, if only to have something to sell on tour. But it is nice to see that they've put some effort into this aspect of the Monotonix experience too, instead of totally coasting on their live insanity.
MPEG Stream: "Body Language"
MPEG Stream: "No Metal"

album cover MONOTONIX Body Language (Drag City) lp 12.98
Also we got this on vinyl, here's what we said about the cd last time.... First off, go see these guys if you get the chance. It's a crazed rock spectacle, kinda like DMBQ but more dangerous, or at least shirtless. They live up to the hype you may have heard about their live performances, that's for sure. This guitar/drums/vocals trio from Israel are very, very rock n' roll, and they know how to put on a show. Probably everyone who's ever seen them has a good story, likely to include the drummer soloing whilst simultaneously crowd surfing, and the band's wiry, longhaired, mustachioed frontman (who looks like a cross between Iggy Pop and Doug Henning) energetically scampering about, spilling many, many audience members' beers (grabbing 'em with his teeth and tossing them back over his head, usually, at least if they're served in plastic cups). Allan's Monotonix show story even involves a goat!
But, the question remains, does any of that translate on record? Well this six song, 24 minute Drag City debut should answer that question. It reveals some depth to the riffy, hard and heavy, good times rock they dish out at their shows, with more melody and intricacy certainly (surprisingly). The title track, ferinstance, is almost prog pop! Yet, they don't stint on the fuzzy guitar and pounding drums we were expecting either, so if you play it loud, you might manage to spill a beer or two on yourself at home. If you just see 'em live, what you'll remember is how they played, not what they played. But spin this a few times, and some of these riffs may get stuck in your bangin' head. However, Monotonix live is a tough act to follow, which is their own damn fault, and so this still seems a bit secondary, like, they've gotta make records, if only to have something to sell on tour. But it is nice to see that they've put some effort into this aspect of the Monotonix experience too, instead of totally coasting on their live insanity.
MPEG Stream: "Body Language"
MPEG Stream: "No Metal"

album cover MONOTONIX Where Were You When It Happened? (Drag City) cd 14.98
If you've ever heard anyone speaking about Israeli trio Monotonix, you've no doubt heard one main detail: the band is fucking INSANE live. There's not even enough hyperbole that could accurately describe the sensation of seeing these three hairy, scantily clad, mustachioed dudes chugging Red Bull (no, really, there wasn't a beer in sight, just... Red Bull... and lots of it) and rocking their balls off like, well, no one else. Their super stripped down approach, consisting of guitar, drums, and a singer decked out in nothing but a pair of short shorts, is sure to appeal to fans of sleazy, sweaty rock in the vein of the Estrus Records roster, the Jon Spencer Blues Explosion, and Royal Trux. The band's unhinged live performances have certainly set the bar pretty high and sort of jinxed any attempts to review their albums, because no one - NO ONE - could ever capture that kind of energy in the studio. And even still, Monotonix know how to bring it, and their albums are a perfect lesson in relentlessly wild, bloozey fun. While the sound is not exactly "tight", the band has mastered the art of holding it together in their own way, never missing a beat in the process. The sound of Monotonix is relatively simple, but very effective: Super thick, octaved guitars, heavily accented wildman vocals, and drumming that is even more impressive when you see the guy being hoisted up on his bass drum while audience members hold the snare and the hi-hat and pass him through the crowd. All in all, Monotonix make ridiculously fun music, giving you the freedom to get drunker than drunk while they do all the hard work. Instant party. 'Nuff said.
MPEG Stream: "Flesh And Blood"
MPEG Stream: "My Needs"
MPEG Stream: "Spit It On Your Face"

album cover MONOTONIX Where Were You When It Happened? (Drag City) lp 15.98
If you've ever heard anyone speaking about Israeli trio Monotonix, you've no doubt heard one main detail: the band is fucking INSANE live. There's not even enough hyperbole that could accurately describe the sensation of seeing these three hairy, scantily clad, mustachioed dudes chugging Red Bull (no, really, there wasn't a beer in sight, just... Red Bull... and lots of it) and rocking their balls off like, well, no one else. Their super stripped down approach, consisting of guitar, drums, and a singer decked out in nothing but a pair of short shorts, is sure to appeal to fans of sleazy, sweaty rock in the vein of the Estrus Records roster, the Jon Spencer Blues Explosion, and Royal Trux. The band's unhinged live performances have certainly set the bar pretty high and sort of jinxed any attempts to review their albums, because no one - NO ONE - could ever capture that kind of energy in the studio. And even still, Monotonix know how to bring it, and their albums are a perfect lesson in relentlessly wild, bloozey fun. While the sound is not exactly "tight", the band has mastered the art of holding it together in their own way, never missing a beat in the process. The sound of Monotonix is relatively simple, but very effective: Super thick, octaved guitars, heavily accented wildman vocals, and drumming that is even more impressive when you see the guy being hoisted up on his bass drum while audience members hold the snare and the hi-hat and pass him through the crowd. All in all, Monotonix make ridiculously fun music, giving you the freedom to get drunker than drunk while they do all the hard work. Instant party. 'Nuff said.
MPEG Stream: "Flesh And Blood"
MPEG Stream: "My Needs"
MPEG Stream: "Spit It On Your Face"

album cover MONOTRONA Hawkeye & Firebird (Menlo Park) cd 13.98
Upon first seeing the robed, glow-in-the-blacklight performance artist/superhero/lo-fi synth mistress Monotrona last year, chanting distorted gibberish while striking imposing stances onstage, we were ready to beleive she was from outer space. However, evidence of her involvement in Duotron (with New Orlean's Mr. Quintron) canceled that theory, and recent reports link her to New York. Her songs have something to do with the cosmology of a set of superbeings, of which "Hawkeye & Firebird" represent the heroine/slave. Or something; I guess we'll find out when her website is built up more. This is frantic, weird, sugary-to-sinister synth ultra-pop videogame music, sung in a language resembling bizarro japanese- and there's a smashing cover of Doo Rag's "Thermos Malling's Coin." Like a J-pop Matthew Ritchie trapped in a gameboy, Monotrona has created a strange, alternate universe, governed by it's own gods and languages -- definitely an interesting place to spend the next 20 minutes.
RealAudio clip: "Cadillac Fantasy"

MONOTRONA Ooka Meets Jing Pow Ki Poo (Eerie Materials) lp 8.98
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album cover MONOZID Say Hello to Artificial Grey (Major Label) cd 12.98
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Everyone loves the '80s right? Well, no, but that doesn't mean that we can't take the good stuff that the '80s created and turn it around and make it better. That's what Monozid (from Leipzig, Germany) does time and time again on their debut full-length. There's a few post-punk bits, an early Sonic Youth noise-guitar element, and a lot of Three Imaginary Boys/Seventeen Seconds era Cure, but all of it topped with a 21st century sensibility. Monozid is not re-hashing old tricks worn out twenty years ago; they're using what came before to make great modern pop music. Some songs are instrumentals, the remaining are either sung in German or English. With song titles like "Du Bist Mein Mann, Sabrina" ("You are my man, Sabrina") we wish we could speak more than infant-German to understand just what they're singing about! Recommended.
MPEG Stream: "Let's Shake Hands and Wonder"
MPEG Stream: "Soundtrack zur Frisur"
MPEG Stream: "Stanislawa Popielska"

album cover MONOZID Say Hello to Artificial Grey (Major Label) lp 8.00
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Everyone loves the '80s right? Well, no, but that doesn't mean that we can't take the good stuff that the '80s created and turn it around and make it better. That's what Monozid (from Leipzig, Germany) does time and time again on their debut full-length. There's a few post-punk bits, an early Sonic Youth noise-guitar element, and a lot of Three Imaginary Boys/Seventeen Seconds era Cure, but all of it topped with a 21st century sensibility. Monozid is not re-hashing old tricks worn out twenty years ago; they're using what came before to make great modern pop music. Some songs are instrumentals, the remaining are either sung in German or English. With song titles like "Du Bist Mein Mann, Sabrina" ("You are my man, Sabrina") we wish we could speak more than infant-German to understand just what they're singing about! Recommended.
MPEG Stream: "Let's Shake Hands and Wonder"
MPEG Stream: "Soundtrack zur Frisur"
MPEG Stream: "Stanislawa Popielska"

MONROE MUSTANG De Avonden 091099 (Jagjaguwar) cd 8.98
Recorded live for Dutch radio, an all-acoustic set of old and unreleased Monroe Mustang tunes, plus one Pete Townsend cover. Plaintive and lovely.

MONROE MUSTANG I Am The Only Running Footman (Emperor Jones) cd 10.98
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Sleepy and lo fi, Austin outfit Monroe Mustang release this 20 minute slice of deep melancholia, calling to mind the bleakness of Will Oldham, the quiet delicacy of Bedhead, and the lush minor epics of Black Heart Procession. Two part lead vocals complement the softly clanging guitars. Nice.
RealAudio clip: "Weren't Cone"

MONROE MUSTANG Plain Sweeping Themes for the Unprepared (Trance Syndicate) cd 13.98
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Austin quartet whose label compares them to the Byrds crossed with Bowie. Epic and sweeping. John from the Mountain Goats compares them to Pink Floyd circa the first two albums, minus the spacerock.

MONROE MUSTANG Plain Sweeping Themes for the Unprepared (Trance Syndicate) lp 10.98
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Austin quartet whose label compares them to the Byrds crossed with Bowie. Epic and sweeping. John from the Mountain Goats compares them to Pink Floyd circa the first two albums, minus the spacerock.

MONROE MUSTANG The Elephant Sound (Jagjagwuar) cd 12.98
The second record from these Austin shoe-gazing lo-fi twang popsters find them retreating even more from the rock, and lands them somewhere between the dreamy slo-rock of Bedhead / American Analog Set and the murky drones of Stars of the Lid. Recommended!

MONS VENERIS / MORTE INCANDESCENCE split (Legion Blotan) 7" 11.98

MONSERE, ANNELIES & RICHARD YOUNGS Three:Four Split Series - Volume 3 (Three:Four) 10" 17.98

album cover MONSTER ISLAND Dream Tiger (The End Is Here) cd 11.98
What struck me first when I heard Monster Island was how the soft female vocals and one-speed plunky-chunky guitar were more than a little bit reminiscent of the Young Marble Giants... but with further listening a psychedelic, slightly strange, off-kilter edge emerged. The lengthy list of other instruments put to use on "Dream Tiger" include: harmonium, sitar, toy piano, chinese organ, oud, water harp, djembe, flute, cello, and shakuhachi. Whew! Other folks that were brought to mind? Well, The Pastels and Bongwater too. Mixed by Warn Defever.
RealAudio clip: "The Dead Father"
RealAudio clip: "Halloween"

album cover MONSTER MAGNET 25 Tab (SPV) cd 14.98
Hard to believe that there was a time when Monster Magnet were not goofy cartoon parodies of metallic space rock (and we mean that in a good way). We love their ridiculous lyrics, overblown I AM GOD themes, their obsession with hotrods and honies and loads and loads of drugs, and of course their sound, that Hawkwind on steroids super RAWK. But there was a time, when Monster Magnet were fucking scary. A drug drenched musical outerspace acid trip, a BAD trip, all blown out guitars, every pedal turned all the way up, amps to infinity, face behind a greasy mop of hair, house lights off, black lights on, one riff beaten to death and launched heavenward. This was that time. It was a satanic drug thing they used to say. And it sounds like it. Originally released in 1991, "Tab" is arguably the band's finest moment, 30 minutes of outerspace drug rock divinity. The ultimate slab of psychedelic downer drug rock. The first 6 or 7 minutes are a primitive Krautrocky jam, simple propulsive drum beat, wordless vocals, sparse instrumentation, before the drugs really kick in, then "Tab" becomes a supecharged Loop or Spacemen 3, all fuzzy guitars, and swirls of reverb and delay and every other effect under the sun. Over the course of the next 20 minutes the guitars get more freaked out, the vocals get distorted and delayed and shot into space, the effects take over completely until the band is barely audible under the dizzying sonic chaos. So blissfully divine. "25" is way more rocking, a pounding drum beat, and a ripping garage rock riff, vocals a super distorted smear of sound, again the whole thing drenched in space rock goo and blown out rawk madness. "Longhair" is a lazy laidback psychdrone groove, stoned and staggering, giving Kyuss a style and sound to rip off for sure. And the final track "Lord 13" is a shuffling spacerock raga, with shuffling percussion, hand drums, strummed acoustic guitar, all under that ubiquitous druggy haze.
For this new reissue, they've tacked on a 7 minute live version of "Spine Of God". Murky and lo-fi, but appropriately druggy and spacey, with plenty of hilarious crowd conversations between folks who were oblivious to the fact that they were standing RIGHT next to the guy taping the show, but the mighty power of "Spine Of God" is untouchable, a slowly uncoiling dirge, that is somehow only enhanced by the dipshit telling his friend about some new tape he got.
It's a satanic drug thing. You wouldn't understand.
MPEG Stream: "Tab"
MPEG Stream: "25/Longhair"

album cover MONSTER MAGNET 25 Tab (SPV) lp 21.00
THIS IS CURRENTLY OUT OF PRINT OR OTHERWISE UNAVAILABLE TO US AT THE MOMENT, SO PLEASE DO NOT ORDER IT. SORRY.
Now reissued on vinyl too!!
Hard to believe that there was a time when Monster Magnet were not goofy cartoon parodies of metallic space rock (and we mean that in a good way). We love their ridiculous lyrics, overblown I AM GOD themes, their obsession with hotrods and honies and loads and loads of drugs, and of course their sound, that Hawkwind on steroids super RAWK. But there was a time, when Monster Magnet were fucking scary. A drug drenched musical outerspace acid trip, a BAD trip, all blown out guitars, every pedal turned all the way up, amps to infinity, face behind a greasy mop of hair, house lights off, black lights on, one riff beaten to death and launched heavenward. This was that time. It was a satanic drug thing they used to say. And it sounds like it. Originally released in 1991, "Tab" is arguably the band's finest moment, 30 minutes of outerspace drug rock divinity. The ultimate slab of psychedelic downer drug rock. The first 6 or 7 minutes are a primitive Krautrocky jam, simple propulsive drum beat, wordless vocals, sparse instrumentation, before the drugs really kick in, then "Tab" becomes a supercharged Loop or Spacemen 3, all fuzzy guitars, and swirls of reverb and delay and every other effect under the sun. Over the course of the next 20 minutes the guitars get more freaked out, the vocals get distorted and delayed and shot into space, the effects take over completely until the band is barely audible under the dizzying sonic chaos. So blissfully divine. "25" is way more rocking, a pounding drum beat, and a ripping garage rock riff, vocals a super distorted smear of sound, again the whole thing drenched in space rock goo and blown out rawk madness. "Longhair" is a lazy laidback psychdrone groove, stoned and staggering, giving Kyuss a style and sound to rip off for sure. And the final track "Lord 13" is a shuffling spacerock raga, with shuffling percussion, hand drums, strummed acoustic guitar, all under that ubiquitous druggy haze.
For this new reissue, they've tacked on a 7 minute live version of "Spine Of God". Murky and lo-fi, but appropriately druggy and spacey, with plenty of hilarious crowd conversations between folks who were oblivious to the fact that they were standing RIGHT next to the guy taping the show, but the mighty power of "Spine Of God" is untouchable, a slowly uncoiling dirge, that is somehow only enhanced by the dipshit telling his friend about some new tape he got.
It's a satanic drug thing. You wouldn't understand.
MPEG Stream: "Tab"
MPEG Stream: "25/Longhair"

MONSTER MAGNET 4-Way Diablo (SPV) cd 16.98

album cover MONSTER MAGNET Dopes (Studio 13) 10" 8.98
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We posted this on the New Arrivals list a couple times sans review, just so the MM fanatics and various other folks who didn't necessarily need a review to know this was something they needed, but promised then that we would offer a more comprehensive review of this, a brand new 10" (the second in a series) from our favorite Space Lord Motherfuckers, the mighty Monster Magnet, who whipped up these jams to sell on their recently wrapped up Dopes To Infinity 2011 tour, which as the name suggests, found the band revisiting their classic album of the same name from 1995, which is what this 10" is all about, three tracks from Dopes To Infinity, "King Of Mars", "All Friends and Kingdom Come", and the title track, all reimagined, reworked and according to the band, "Lo-fi, decidedly deranged and extremely psychedelic", which definitely describes these doped up, blissed out, cosmic stoner rock space-psych blowouts.
"All Friends" is definitely more lo-fi than the original, transformed into more of a spaced out creep, with lots of extra effects, but it's not until "King Of Mars", that the reimagining becomes more dramatic, the sound even trippier than the original, ominous and satanically sinister, total drug rock ear candy for sure, and then "Dopes To Infinity", which was already pretty much perfect as it was way back in 1995, is just somehow made MORE perfect, or maybe -differently- perfect, it's tough to even listen objectively, cuz once that instantly familiar riff came in we were GONE, totally transported to some hedonistic offworld drug den, where MM are the house band, black lights and alien babes and amps from here to high heaven. Fucking awesome! Of course.
And as we've mentioned in other MM reviews, it's a satanic drug thing, you wouldn't... well, wait a second... since you're reading the aQ list, you probably DO understand. So grab one of these before they're gone (we're one of the only places this is available)...

MONSTER MAGNET Dopes To Infinity (A&M) cd 12.98
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Hands down, Monster Magnet are Andee's favorite stoner metal / cock rock band. Huge riffs, catchy songs, and the most brilliantly inane lyrics about the universe, sponge baths, asteroids, volcanoes, muscle cars, love slaves, Satan, pot, death, and of course, penises! Really.

album cover MONSTER MAGNET Dopes To Infinity (A & M) 2lp 28.00
Dopes To Infinity could very well be our favorite record ever from these Space Lord Motherfuckers. Although since it was released in the early days of the aQ list, it has a surprisingly short, although still pretty goddamn succinct, review:
"Hands down, Monster Magnet are Andee's favorite stoner metal / cock rock band. Huge riffs, catchy songs, and the most brilliantly inane lyrics about the universe, sponge baths, asteroids, volcanoes, muscle cars, love slaves, Satan, pot, death, and of course, penises! Really."
And while really, what else needs to be said? But heck, maybe we can elaborate a bit. Especially for folks new to this whole psychedelic space rock thing, who may have missed out on Monster Magnet completely, which would be a shame, as they are top of the heap as far as we're concerned, pretty much perfectly melding the cock rock over the top theatrics of Kiss, to the drugged out heart of the sun space rock blowouts of Hawkwind, pop songs swathed in thick layers of dense bongsmoke FX, hooks galore that seem to splinter into endless black hole psych drone drifts or pounding riff heavy metallic crunch. Sure they're goofy, but that's part of the fun. A blurry bleary buzz drenched raga will give way to a crazy catchy riff heavy chorus, which in turn will explode into a prismatic spaced out psych jam, all driven by incredible production, killer riffs, and those aforementioned ridiculous/genius lyrics.
Now available as a super sweet double lp, and still available as a cd too. Needless to say, utterly and totally recommended.

album cover MONSTER MAGNET God Says No (A&M ) cd 16.98
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Now available domestically, for those who sweated out their Monster Magnet addictions and held off buying the expensive import version that we've had for a few months. The same review applies: the newest record from the reigning kings of drugged out hedonistic space metal is a worthy follow up to 1998's 'Power Trip' . They continue on their convoluted trajectory, from druggy sludge, to MTV Pop stars to...well, to wherever they are now. The new record is catchy and heavy (the single 'Heads Explode' is destined to be an MTV staple, especially with the babes-and-explosions video) but surprisingly, there's lots of slow, sort of introspective stuff, complete with casios, drum machines, hushed vocals, and gently strummed guitars. But it is Monster Magnet after all, so it's only a matter of time before Dave Wyndorf spits out a line like '..bathing in the sweat of a million orgies...' or ' It's time to suck the cock of the firegod!!' and everything is set right again.
RealAudio clip: "God Says No"
RealAudio clip: "Heads Explode"

album cover MONSTER MAGNET Last Patrol (Napalm / Spinning Goblin) cd 15.98
Monster Magnet might just be one of our favorite bands ever. Pretty much every incarnation too. From the early days, the "satanic drug thing you wouldn't understand" era, all Hawkwind channeling heavy psychedelic drugged out stoner rock megajams, to the Kiss worshipping, over the top, cockrock ridiculousness of Dopes To Infinity and Powertrip. The crazy videos, the insane lyrics, the impossibly catchy songs, the choruses to die for, if we were doing a Weird Science sort of scenario, but instead of building the perfect dream girl, we were conjuring up the perfect band, it very well might end up sounding just like Monster Magnet.
We were warned that this new one was something different altogether again, that it was darker and moodier, and not nearly as bombastic or heavy, all of which is true, but even so, we're digging this like crazy, the core sound still pure Monster Magnet, the brooding, dramatic majesty, the crushing metallic heft, the psychedelic space rock shredding, and while songs like the opener are sort of moody and minimal, there are just as many tracks, like the title track for example, that are just primo MM, pounding drumming, space lord motherfucker riffage, Dave Wyndorf's distinctive dramatic rock god vox, and again, hooks galore, the band able to take crazy poppiness, and disguise it as spaced out heaviness. And yeah, lots of Last Patrol is dark and folky, lots of acoustic guitars, the vibe actually sort of MM via Spacemen 3 which as you might imagine is not a bad thing AT ALL. In fact, we'd say maybe 50 percent of the record is sort of dark, acoustic, psychedelic, druggy space folk, the vibe very classic seventies, think all that classic acid folk, but done MM style, and for every bit of bongo laced, string laden acoustic guitar cosmic broodery, there's some classic heavy psych drug rock heavy metal stomp to balance it out.
Another classic from these space lord motherfuckers, and thus, needless to say (but we'll say it anyway), WAY recommended. And while they last, we have the digipack version with bonus tracks.
MPEG Stream: "I Live Behind The Clouds"
MPEG Stream: "Last Patrol"
MPEG Stream: "Three Kingfishers"
MPEG Stream: "Stay Tuned"

album cover MONSTER MAGNET Mastermind (Napalm) cd 14.98
We're gonna just come out and say it. Monster Magnet have NEVER made a bad record. Ever. They've come close for sure. And there have definitely been some bad songs, but every record has had at least a handful of MM classics. Sure maybe once they made the shift to a more pop oriented sound, there was no hope of them ever making another Spine Of God. But that was just fine with us, we love Dopes To Infinity or Powertrip as much as we love Spine Of God. To be fair, being superfans, we're probably not the most objective when it comes to MM, but we will say, the last couple of records, Monolithic Baby and 4-Way Diablo, were probably the weakest of all the MM records. That said, there was plenty on both to dig, just in comparison to some of the other stone cold classics, those two maybe paled. So we were maybe expecting more of the same, another Monster Magnet record, that maybe didn't rule, but that was pretty great, and had at least a few killer jams, but then BLAM. First song in, and we're digging the heaviest, fiercest MM record in ages. "Hallucination Bomb" is low slung and sinister, swaggering epic stoner space rock bliss, fat fuzzy bass, a killer main riff, wild loose leads, and ridiculous over the top lyrics, what more could we ask for? How about a whole record that good! That's right, you got it, solid top to bottom, with another clutch of ridiculously genius song titles too: "Bored With Sorcery", "The Titan Who Cried Like A Baby", insanely inspired lyrics like "I'm a pumped out freak on a big wheel..." and some of the sickest riffs since God Says No.
We could go song by song, but why bother, if you're like us, you'd buy a new Monster Magnet no matter what, and the fact that it totally rules, only makes it that much better. And if you've somehow made it this far without hearing MM, holy shit man, what's wrong with you, total epic over the top stoner space rock genius of the highest order, buy this one, then go get Spine Of God, Superjudge, Dopes To Infinity, hell, you're gonna want them all. And odds are you'll have a new favorite band. It's a Satanic drug thing, you wouldn't understand. Trust us.
Absolutely recommended.
MPEG Stream: "Hallucination Bomb"
MPEG Stream: "Bored With Sorcery"
MPEG Stream: "The Titan Who Cried Like A Baby"
MPEG Stream: "When The Planes Fall From The Sky"

album cover MONSTER MAGNET Mastermind (Deluxe Version) (Napalm Records) cd + USB stick 31.00
Fancy Black Friday Record Store Day version of this latest slab of hook filled stoner space rock heaviness from these long time aQ faves, comes as a deluxe digibook, with two bonus tracks, housed in a fancy box with a little window through which you can peep the USB drive, which contains the whole record in MP3 form, bonus tracks and all, as well as ringtones, an interview with MM mastermind Dave Wyndorf, desktop wallpapers and a Napalm Records sampler...
We're gonna just come out and say it. Monster Magnet have NEVER made a bad record. Ever. They've come close for sure. And there have definitely been some bad songs, but every record has had at least a handful of MM classics. Sure maybe once they made the shift to a more pop oriented sound, there was no hope of them ever making another Spine Of God. But that was just fine with us, we love Dopes To Infinity or Powertrip as much as we love Spine Of God. To be fair, being superfans, we're probably not the most objective when it comes to MM, but we will say, the last couple of records, Monolithic Baby and 4-Way Diablo, were probably the weakest of all the MM records. That said, there was plenty on both to dig, just in comparison to some of the other stone cold classics, those two maybe paled. So we were maybe expecting more of the same, another Monster Magnet record, that maybe didn't rule, but that was pretty great, and had at least a few killer jams, but then BLAM. First song in, and we're digging the heaviest, fiercest MM record in ages. "Hallucination Bomb" is low slung and sinister, swaggering epic stoner space rock bliss, fat fuzzy bass, a killer main riff, wild loose leads, and ridiculous over the top lyrics, what more could we ask for? How about a whole record that good! That's right, you got it, solid top to bottom, with another clutch of ridiculously genius song titles too: "Bored With Sorcery", "The Titan Who Cried Like A Baby", insanely inspired lyrics like "I'm a pumped out freak on a big wheel..." and some of the sickest riffs since God Says No.
We could go song by song, but why bother, if you're like us, you'd buy a new Monster Magnet no matter what, and the fact that it totally rules, only makes it that much better. And if you've somehow made it this far without hearing MM, holy shit man, what's wrong with you, total epic over the top stoner space rock genius of the highest order, buy this one, then go get Spine Of God, Superjudge, Dopes To Infinity, hell, you're gonna want them all. And odds are you'll have a new favorite band. It's a Satanic drug thing, you wouldn't understand. Trust us.
Absolutely recommended.
MPEG Stream: "Hallucination Bomb"
MPEG Stream: "Bored With Sorcery"
MPEG Stream: "The Titan Who Cried Like A Baby"
MPEG Stream: "When The Planes Fall From The Sky"

album cover MONSTER MAGNET Monolithic Baby! (SPV) cd 21.00
Bigger! Dumber! Sillier! Better than ever! Who else could we be talking about but Monster Magnet! It's time for the return of the modern gods of spaced out sexed up cock rock. Heavy and trippy and druggy and catchy, Monster Magnet are the perfect mix of Hawkwind, Black Sabbath, Kiss, and Spinal Tap. What started out as a "satanic drug thing you wouldn't understand" has turned into the catchiest, silliest, most enjoyable band you're likely to see on MTV. While this may not be as subversively sludgy as their brilliant early classic Spine Of God, or as perfectly polished as the more recent Power Trip, it's still pretty fucking great. Frontman Dave Wyndorf spits an endless flow of sexual non sequiters and boastful proclamations, tales of outerspace exploration, sexual escapades (often coincidentally occurring in space), rocking, sex, and... well... even more rocking and more sex! Massive slabs of perfect sludgy stoner space rock with HUGE guitars, classic riffs and hooks galore keep all Wyndorf's silliness grounded -just- this side of Kiss-like buffoonery. But Monster Magnet wear it well. Really well. They may have begun life as an underground drug metal cult, but this is where they always knew they'd end up, in a space-ready tour bus, cruising the galaxy looking for new worlds to rock and new babes to bed. And if you need to know just how anticipated this record was around these parts, Andee will count this as his THIRD copy of Monolithic Baby! purchased, having bought the import lp, and then the import cd and now this (as this version has two extra tracks not on the import) and his housemate Josh is also on number three, having bought an import cd version, then the import version with the DVD, and now this domestic version. Was it worth it? Andee and Josh both say "Hell yeah!" Comes with a DVD containing two videos (one involving lots of scantily clad ladies, and one involving a computer generated space ship hurtling through the void), two live tracks and an interview.
MPEG Stream: "Radiation Day"
MPEG Stream: "Unbroken (Hotel Baby)"

album cover MONSTER MAGNET s/t (Glitterhouse) cd 12.98
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We've had this before, but it's not always that easy to find. So while we have a few in stock we thought we'd list it. It's the very first aluminum slab of Satanic Drug psych-metal to come from the demented minds of Dave Wyndorf and Co., released on Germany's Glitterhouse label way back in 1990, including songs from their two even earlier and rarer 7" releases. A couple of the six tracks here were reprised on their Stateside debut Spine of God (and the track "Tractor" was reworked on their mainstream breakthrough disc Powertrip). But, even as sludgy and Stoogesy as Spine of God was, this disc is even rawer and heavier. The most primal Monster Magnet there is! Definitely a must for fans of their earlier, less polished/poppy stuff (which we also like). So, if you bow to the bull god, get this now before it's gone (again).

album cover MONSTER MAGNET Spine Of God (SPV) cd 13.98
"It's A Satanic Drug Thing ...You Wouldn't Understand". Monster Magnet's motto, emblazoned on the back of the cd booklet, is something that they really did live up to, sonically and otherwise, back in the day. Maybe not the healthiest lifestyle choice (frontman Dave Wyndorf actually almost died recently from, yes, a drug overdose), but it sums up Monster Magnet, musically speaking. If you want to hear some "stoner rock" that's both spacier and scarier and Stoogier than most, early Monster Magnet (before they got big) is the way to go.
We reviewed their droniest bad trip masterpiece, the reissued 25...Tab ep a couple lists back, and now follow-up with a review of another favorite, their debut full-length entitled Spine Of God, originally released by Caroline in 1992 and now reissued on vinyl with snazzier graphics and bonus track (a demo version of "Ozium").
This came out at the height of the grunge era, but sounds just as Stonehenge (a la Hawkwind) as it does Seattle (a la Mudhoney). It includes their Grand Funk cover, "Sin's A Good Man's Brother", alongside such downer, druggy hits from some parallel just-say-yes universe as "Pill Shovel", "Nod Scene", and "Zodiac Lung". A wasted, burn-out classic, laid-back and leaden, dazed and phased.
MPEG Stream: "Nod Scene"
MPEG Stream: "Snake Dance"

album cover MONSTER MAGNET Spine Of God (SPV) 2lp 23.00
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Now reissued on vinyl too!!
"It's A Satanic Drug Thing ...You Wouldn't Understand". Monster Magnet's motto, emblazoned on the back of this sleeve, is something that they really did live up to, sonically and otherwise, back in the day. Maybe not the healthiest lifestyle choice (frontman Dave Wyndorf actually almost died recently from, yes, a drug overdose), but it sums up Monster Magnet, musically speaking. If you want to hear some "stoner rock" that's both spacier and scarier and Stoogier than most, early Monster Magnet (before they got big) is the way to go.
We reviewed their droniest bad trip masterpiece, the reissued 25...Tab ep a couple lists back, and now follow-up with a review of another favorite, their debut full-length entitled Spine Of God, originally released by Caroline in 1992 and now reissued with snazzier graphics and bonus track (a demo version of "Ozium").
This came out at the height of the grunge era, but sounds just as Stonehenge (a la Hawkwind) as it does Seattle (a la Mudhoney). It includes their Grand Funk cover, "Sin's A Good Man's Brother", alongside such downer, druggy hits from some parallel just-say-yes universe as "Pill Shovel", "Nod Scene", and "Zodiac Lung". A wasted, burn-out classic, laid-back and leaden, dazed and phased.
MPEG Stream: "Nod Scene"
MPEG Stream: "Snake Dance"

album cover MONSTER MAGNET Superjudge / She Digs That Hole (Studio 13) 10" 8.98
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We've been digging the latest Monster Magnet record Mastermind lately bigtime (you should be too!), a total return to form for sure, and as if that wasn't enough MM for all the space lord motherfuckers out there, along comes this, a super limited tour only 10", that besides being available exclusively from the band on tour, or from the band's website, is also available from aQ! We're one of, if not THEE only store to have these, and we won't have em for long, limited to just 500 copies, we got a batch direct from the band, so grab one while you can.
The A side is a rerecorded version of the MM classic "Superjudge", a stripped down version, that manages to be as heavy and psychedelic as the original, all spaced out with spidery Eastern guitar melodies, minimal drumming, and some SERIOUSLY fuzzed out bass buzz, that gives the song some skull caving crunch for sure, killer vox, a dead ringer for the original, but set amidst this new arrangement, pretty hard to fuck with, and pretty awesome that decades on, these guys can still slay, and like all MM jams, the song blossoms into an awesome spacey psychedelic freakout near the end, not super heavy and blown out, more sort of trippy and druggy, which suits the new version to a tee.
The B side is a similarly rerecorded version of a song from Mastermind, the main riff like a muddy, murky slowed down Stooges, and like "Superjudge", it's a stripped down practice space jam, more minimal, but still explosive and heavy and epic, a little dirgier than the original, complete with those majestic cock-rockin' choruses and the sort of epic space rock riffery that still kicks ass over most of the other wannabe spacerockers out there.
Released on the band's own label, limited to 500 copies, we got a handful, but guessing these might go quick...

album cover MONSTER MOVIE All Lost (Graveface) cd 10.98
Early last year an album simply titled Transistor arrived on our doorstep. It swiftly swept us up in its wispy pop charms. We soon discovered that the band behind it was lead by Christian Savill of the wonderful Slowdive. Now that we're fondly acquainted we've eagerly anticipated a new Monster Movie full length, and here it is! The duo's third album is the musical equivalent of snowflakes caught on your eyelashes, golden tendrils brushing your cheek and dandelion puffs floating in a gentle breeze. The second song "Vanishing Act" is a total heartbreaker with its angelic male and female vocals (courtesy of guest singer Rachel Staggs). Oh so dreamy, ephemeral and achingly lovely imbued with shades of '60s pop and '70s soft rock. The cover art illustration of a fella scarfing down handfuls of candy hints at the sweetness within, but doesn't really do the album justice. Sigh inducing!
MPEG Stream: "Vanishing Act"
MPEG Stream: "Return To Yesterday"

album cover MONSTER MOVIE Transistor (Graveface) cd 9.98
Shhhhh... This cd arrived quietly with very little fanfare, but that's totally in line with its unassuming, hushed dream pop sounds. If you dig the airy, acoustic prettiness of bands such as Scotland's Camera Obscura and Belle And Sebastian, Monster Movie might be next on your list o' UK sweethearts. Actually if you look a little bit closer, you might spy a familiar face in this 'Movie's cast from an old beloved band. Who? What? Why, it's noneother than Slowdive's Christian Savill who along with Sean Hewson and Austin, TX based vocalist Rachel Staggs form the current line-up (actually the band's been around in some shape or form since way back in '89). Released on Graveface Records, home to some other fine bands we've been diggin of late -- namely Dreamend and Spires That In The Sunset Rise.
MPEG Stream: "Chances Are High"
MPEG Stream: "Letting You Know"

MONSTRE Sucre 3 (Alien8 Recordings) cd 12.98

album cover MONTAG Alone, Not Alone (Gooom / Carpark) cd 14.98
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MPEG Stream: "Grand Luxe"
MPEG Stream: "Temps Partiel"
MPEG Stream: "Perfect Vision"

MONTAG Are You A Friend? (Gooom ) cd 15.98
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album cover MONTAG Going Places (Carpark) cd 14.98
Hmmm, if Euro smooth operators Air were indie popsters their music might sound something like this! Going Places definitely has an international flair, but at the same time it charms with a less sleek, more bedroom-y kind of feel. The man behind this album is Montag, one lone fellow whom his parents call Antoine Bedard. A couple of years ago he put a call out beckoning contributors and collaborators for his recording project We Have Sound aka his third full length. He got responses back in spades from around the globe from the hippest now-est artists -- M83's Anthony Gonzales, Stars' Amy Millan, Ghislain Poirier, Owen Pallett of Final Fantasy, Beach House's Victoria Legrand, Ida Nilsen of Great Aunt Ida, Leah Abramson, and Au Revoir Simone. All of them lend their sweet singing to Montag's dreamy electronic pop tunes.
Quite akin to Stephin Merritt's The Sixths or Dntel's latest album Dumb Luck (on which the mastermind wrote and performed the and got friends and fellow artists to sing!), and definitely for fans of Dntel, Casiotone For The Painfully Alone and the Morr Music label.
MPEG Stream: "I Have Sound"
MPEG Stream: "Best Boy Electric"

album cover MONTALBA, GEORGES Pipe Organ Favorites / Fantasy In Pipe Organ And Percussion (Hit Thing) cd 15.98
Unfortunately, we can't play this disc in the store too often because Andee expects to be taken out for pizza and Jim starts having these creepy ice skating flashbacks from his childhood. But for those of you out there who love big organs, and I *know* you're out there, you're guaranteed to feel the swell of these pipes down in your loins when you crank this one up. Originally released in 1957 and 1958, the two albums on this disc are classics in the pipe organ genre. They were both produced by 101 Strings creator Dick Miller, who was apparently always keeping his sights on the bleeding edge of hipness. What's more is that Georges Montalba was nothing more than a pseudonym. The real man behind the organ here was Bob Hunter, a man who already had an immensely successful career as a concert pianist and arranger. While this may not seem all that odd -- plenty of people in show business use pseudonyms -- the persona of Georges Montalba was made ever more mysterious by two additional circumstances. The first was that Mr. Hunter, for some reason, never told anyone about his being Mr. Montalba with the exception of an audience attending a 1964 performance by "Montalba" in which he revealed his true identity. The second was the exploitation of Montalba's true identity by none other than the Church of Satan's longtime leader Anton La Vey. La Vey apparently milked a Church of Satan follower's suspicion that he was in fact Montalba. It wasn't too difficult to fabricate a story to fit since he had -- prior to acquiring his day job as Satan's spokesman -- been a successful theater organist in the San Francisco bay area. The whole gruesome (well, not really gruesome, but very interesting none the less) story is related in detail by both reissue producer Toby Dammit and Anton La Vey's own daughter Zeena Schreck (who disputes her father's claim) in the liner notes. Listening to this disc, it comes as no surprise that one might become convinced that Mr. Church of Satan himself was behind the pedals. The playing by Hunter of the huge Robert-Morton Pipe Organ (to which was affixed an additional complement of a Deagan vibraphone and a set of orchestral chimes) is truly possessed. Not to disparage Mr. La Vey or his followers, but upon closer listening you can tell that the caliber of playing is a notch above Mr. Satan's. On these two Hi-Fi Mono recordings Hunter performs the works of Saint-Saens, Khatchaturian, Rimsky-Korsakov, Manuel de Falla, Wagner, Sousa, Grieg and more (including a couple original compositions) with all the ferocity of Swedish progster Bo Hansson (see Hansson & Karlsson). Take this one home and crank it up 'til your neighbors' ears bleed.
RealAudio clip: "Ritual Fire Dance"
RealAudio clip: "Anitra's Dance"

MONTANER, RITA Rita De Cuba (Tumbao) cd 13.98
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Born in 1900, Rita Montaner was enrolled in a conservatory of music in Cuba and studied voice and piano at the age of ten and received her diploma at sixteen. By the age of 19 she was giving recitals throughout Cuba, at 22 she was one of the first voices to be heard over Cuban national radio and at 27 flew to New York -- beginning her career as an international artist. But despite her extensive performances abroad and her knowledge of the European classical repertoire, it was to Cuba that she always returned and it was the music of Cuba that she performed the most. On this collection of recordings, mostly made in 1928 & 1929 in Cuba (there are six tracks recorded in 1940 & 1941), Rita sings the songs of her countrymen, including Moises Simons, Ernesto Lecuona, Juan Bruno Tarraza and many others. Her operatic singing style stands out on these recordings and some here even remark that she sounds a bit like Minnie Mouse. On most of the tracks she is accompanied by Orquesta Hermanos Palau, but there are a few duets of Rita with piano on here as well.
RealAudio clip: "El Manisero"
RealAudio clip: "Alla En El Batey"

album cover MONTEIRO, ALFREDO COSTA & BEN OWEN Frele A Vide (Contour Editions) cd-r 11.98
Two quietly busy sound-artists wrangled together a not-so quiet album of unstable electro-acoustics. Ben Owen is a NYC based sound artist we have been familiar with over the years, in part due to his work running the always impressive Winds Measure Recordings label, complete with some exceptional letterpressed packaging to house the hushed minimalism and subtle field recordings. Monteiro Alfredo Costa is one of those artists who's been very prolific throughout the European sound-art / improv circles but is something of a mystery to us. His work purports to share an interest in low-fi technologies and unstable processes - with crappy tape decks, feedback systems, found objects, and old record players working into his repertoire of electro-acoustics. It is a model of instability that seems the modus operandi for this collaboration with pierced tones of variably sourced feedback wavering upon that high-tension wire between sonic evaporation and sonic obliteration. These oblique, ear-ringing hums couple with microwave sizzlings, deadened electrical buzzes and gravel-crusted static to form chunks of sound that butt up against one another. Compared to the brutalist agenda of Merzbow, Prurient, The Rita, etc, this would hardly qualify as a noise record, as the compositions are thoroughly detached from any overt confrontation, but these grey rumbles and bright rattlings can get quite noxious. One can think of Joe Colley, Chop Shop, or Kevin Drumm during their introspective ruminations on electro-acoustics and noise disintegration. Released on the small Contour Editions imprint, run by the very talented Richard Garet. Limited to 150 copies.
MPEG Stream: "Sans Titre 2"
MPEG Stream: "Sans Titre 3"
MPEG Stream: "Sans Titre 4"

album cover MONTENEGRO, HUGO Moog Power (Get On Down) cd 16.98
Hugo Montenegro was one of many light composers of the space-age bachelor pad era that included Dick Hyman, Esquivel, Frank Comstock, Ferrante & Teicher and Ray Coniff. What set him apart from his contemporaries was a flair for restless frenetic rhythms, scatting vocalese, and groovy surfy spy themes like the soundtrack for such b-movie potboilers as The Lady In Cement and the TV shows The Wrecking Crew and The Ambushers. But his most literally electrifying moment came from his adoption of the Moog synthesizer for 1969's Moog Power, one of the more zany Moog records out there next to Gershon and Kingsley's In Sounds From Way Out. Not that he was exactly going for that. Everyone knew the Moog could make odd sounds, but Montenegro wanted to mine its musical potential to see if it had commercial appeal.
While the record is mostly covers of the day, "Hair/Aquarius", "Traces", The Doors' "Touch Me", and others by The Turtles, Harry Nilson and Jimmy Webb ("MacArthur Park", but only the rocking end part!), he puts such high energy into the arrangements which gives the songs a kind of warped feeling like the Hullabaloo singers on speed. We're sure that has only added to its appeal amongst Incredibly Strange Music circles. But the title song, the only Montenegro original, is worth the price of admission alone!
MPEG Stream: "Moog Power"
MPEG Stream: "Dizzy"
MPEG Stream: "MacArthur Park"

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