

Review: Jordan Deal – GOGO Underworld (Cor Ardens, Aug 5).Review: Ghost Dance – 1000 Instances of Grief (FTAM, Aug 20).Review: Jürgen Eckloff – Diese, Nichts & Solche (Fragment Factory, Sep 1).


When I say nothing is off limits, I really mean it. If you have an album you’d like me to review, please email me or comment on a post. I tend to focus on material that resides in the experimental or avant-garde realm of music, but nothing is off limits. I do not agree with the statement I’ve chosen as the title for this site everything I write about here-a great deal of which could be called “noise”-is music. Here you’ll find reviews of recent albums, various features and lists, and occasional mixes. In other words, this shit makes Ballard’s Crash look like Pixar’s Cars. Both tracks maintain an impressive lushness even as they tear up the mono-median with PE-esque brutality, making Cocksucker Blues at once a T-bone of violent immediacy and a slow, savory junkyard compactor crush. The garishly packaged C30 comprises two side-long scorchers, each a ruthless collision of twisted metal feedback and burning engine crunch: “Cigarette Burns and Cum Stains”-if this happens to be a Blod reference it somehow makes this tape even cooler-keeps one wheel on the rumble strip with its lumbering low-end, while “I, Cocksucker” sticks more to the high frequencies, riding waves of piercing screech and then smashing back into the pavement. The newest release by Dom Colucci’s confrontational harsh noise project is glowingly marketed as “the perfect soundtrack to getting head in a car crash,” and after both hearing the music and running some tests, I can wholeheartedly endorse this assertion (experimental methodology will remain confidential peer review is for virgins). Released in the inaugural batch from new label and novelty tape cleaner distributor Cleaner Tapes alongside Embrasa and the legendary ensemble collective Black Leather Jesus, Cocksucker Bluesis the perfect choice for the queer-focused imprint’s first catalog slot.
