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Brigid Dawson & The Mothers Network

Ballet Of Apes

    Tip-top of our osmosis list is the first quiver of tunes from Brigid Dawson and her newly minted Mothers Network: wise warnings dyed in dark hues, knotted and hard-won torch songs from the edge of a turbulent sea, bittersweet balladry spun in defense against evils familiar and unknown. Lovely though it may seem from a distance, the striation of loss quicksilvered throughout provides weighty balance to her contralto lilt. Those familiar with her harmonic counterpoint from her time in Thee Oh Sees or in OCS know she can belt as well as lullaby but there’s a fresh and smolderingly heavy swing in her step on display here that we mightily dig.

    “Ballet of Apes” tapestries together sessions that read like a who’s who from outside our own castle walls - in Australia with Mikey Young (Total Control/Eddy Current Suppression Ring), in San Francisco with Mike Donovan (ex Sic Alps), Shayde Sartin (ex Fresh & Onlys/lifetime ringer) and Mike Shoun (ex Oh Sees/Peacers), and in Brooklyn with instrumental heavy-weights Sunwatchers - and the results are spellbinding. At the focal point of this maelstrom, our lady, as if illumed by candlelight, intones, pleads, consoles - white magic perhaps but it carries with it the anodized tang of blood. 

    FORMAT INFORMATION

    Dinked Edition LP Info: • Exclusive Magenta Coloured Vinyl.
    • Exclusive Folded 12 X 24” Poster (Folded / With LP).
    • Signed Inner Sleeve.
    • Numbered Sleeve.
    • 500 Only.

    Eddy Current Suppression Ring

    All In Good Time

      It is impossible to deny no one sounds like Eddy Current. I was hooked from riff one and I was lucky enough to do a full tour of Australia with them years ago—good fucking boys, simple as beer and chips, and that satisfying live. But that’s not to say there aren’t odd complexities to their definitive sound. “You can smell Mikey Young’s guitar approach like Sasquatch rustling the bushes, every time you think you see the bend ahead, you go into a tunnel or backtrack for a moment, then back to a nice place you can call home. Rob [Solid]’s bass is pub-fuzz groove. It’s shellson- the-floor and leaning-against-the wall-with-one-hand-while-youhave- a-piss thinking: maybe you can take that guy? Only one way to find out— oh wait, he’s smiling…nice bloke! Danny [Young]’s drums are a clinic in reservedness: 4-on-the-floor. This guy’s Charlie Watts in the looking glass, every hit a necessity—solid, not flashy, like the lead street tough in a ‘70s flick. He don’t say much, but it counts. And then there is Brendan [Huntley], be-gloved lead mensch in this quartet. Singing with earnest street poet confidence, his message coming in on the weird-wire, hard to describe, best to just listen and see: a pubpunk- priest. “We are very pleased to have these boys back on the streets. It had been far too long.” - John Dwyer.

      STAFF COMMENTS

      Barry says: Castle Face definitely have a sound, and this newest one from Eddy Current Suppression Ring fits right in, seamlessly. Grooving guitars, frantic freak-outs and snarling vocal madness all embellish a satisfying and groove-led odyssey. Ace stuff.

      Hey there, human kids,
      Lift your face out of the feed trough and pluck that feculence from your ears. Hark! A sonar blip from beneath the pile of bodies. Boop, blip ughhh….
      People churning like a boiling swamp. Man, this din is nauseating.
      The screen flickers for the first time this year with a transmission from two months in the future:
      “the internet has deemed guitar music dead and you are free to do whatever the fuck you like ….long live the new flesh!”

      This album is Soundcloud hip-hop reversed, a far flung nemesis of contemporary country and flaccid algorithmic pop-barf.
      No songs about money or love are floating in the ether.
      Just memories, echoes, foggy blurs
      Blip-blop goes the scope
      Heavy funk
      Dystopia-punk canons
      Lonnnnng jams
      Bloated solos dribbling down your caved-in chest.
      Human cattle like a beef avalanche, right on your burned out face hole.
      Spider legs fuzz crawling in your brain.
      Lots of curse words for your mom.
      You’ve gotten the over-population blues, so let’s have some art for art’s sake.
      What else are you gonna do?
      Stare at the sky? Please…
      50 carbon copies of you look back at you as you walk the streets.
      Take a breath, you’re going to need it.
      Take drugs, you’re going to need those just to stand in line at the air and water reclamation center soon enough.
      There’s no fruit, buddy.
      You’re at the bleak-peak.
      They will squeeze you till you’re all squeezed out.

      For fans of fried prog burn out, squished old-school drool, double drums, lead weight bass, wizard keys (now with poison), old-ass guitar and horrible words with daft meanings.
      If you don’t like it then don’t listen, bub.
      Back to the comments section with you!
      Easy
      Over and out

      - John Dwyer.

      STAFF COMMENTS

      Barry says: Obviously the Oh Sees had to release another album on the same week as their top competitors in the 'Who Can Write The Most Albums' game (it's a good one), and much like KG&tLW, they've smashed it once again. It's no surprise that Dwyer has formed a brilliantly heavy but perfectly nuanced mix of production perfection and instrumental devastation. Everything you'd imagine, and some stuff you probably wouldn't. Ace.

      FORMAT INFORMATION

      2xColoured LP Info: Limited edition indies only version.
      One LP translucent Red vinyl and one LP translucent Orange.

      The newly shorn Oh Sees waste no time in racing headlong into nightmarish battle with the mighty Orc, and wouldn’t ya know it, they’ve clawed even farther up the ghastly peak last year’s A Weird Exits stormed so satisfyingly. The band is in tour-greased, anvil on a balance beam, gut-pleasingly heavy form, nimbly braining with equal dashes of abandon and menace on this fresh batch of bruisers and brooders, hypnotically stirred into to the cauldron of chaos you’ve come to expect from, ahem, Oh Sees. Fresh blood Paul Quattrone joins Dan Rincon to form a phalanx of interlocking double drums, alternately propelling and fleet footing shifting ground to pinion Dwyer’s cliff-face guitars to the boogie. Tim Hellman keeps it swinging like a battle-axe to the eyebrows. The tunes veer towards the violence of their live shows, with a few tasty swerves into other lanes… heavy to lush, groovy to stately… throughout it remains sinister in its swaggering skulk, manic in its fuzz-fried fugues… they hit all the sweet spots the heads foggily remember, and there’s plenty to sweat over if you just hopped into the sauna. Ew. More evil…more complex… more narcotic… more screech…. more blare…. more whisper… there’s even more Brigid. Less “Thee”, but more of everything else.

      FORMAT INFORMATION

      2xLP includes MP3 Download Code.


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