Mmöner – Forest Eruption

Artist: Mmöner
Title: Forest Eruption
keywords: alternative ambient electronic experimental electronic fantasy industrial trip hop witch house

Mmöner walks us step by step into this album through ‘Lemna’. A strange place in which odd whistling, meets synthetic low bass choirs hoho-ing as if all members are Santa Claus impersonators.

The next steps are going through the Moss Hymn. It’s the spot in which the sound of wondering goblins and cute furry forest creatures that stick their heads behind the bushes and trees to take a shy peek at us new bees seems to intrigue. The music of this place fits their curious & slightly surprised looking faces and perhaps also fits our own little smirks.

Then it’s time to give our respect to the wise Dragon Tree. Luckily our guide Mmöner knows exactly how to do this, producing the right classy music that turns even the biggest slob into a graceful prince or princess. We take our hats off, bend our knees a little & make a classy respectful bow while following the music as the instructional guidelines. The Dragon Tree is huge, very wise and if you climb it you might fall off and tumble down.

Mmöner provides a different walking pace, one that is a bit more careful; something that fits the vibe to find the right balance to get us over a fine amount of a funny looking bunch of Unbroken Twigs. We have to walk politely and follow the musical path in order not to step upon the twigs and break them.

With the last part Mmöner shows us the music of Mirkwood, a place that fits a mysterious happy folk dance in which we step around on the big drum and move our gracious flattering bodies like the bendy sterns of plants in bendy ways. The musical tour done through the Forest Eruption of Mmöner is one that seems to be all about graciousness & respect for the magical forest & its inhabitants that are actually all living in the artist’s own mind. Or perhaps they are in fact living in our imagination?

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Sir – Best Supermierdas

The album art for Sir's Best Supermierdas is like a poorly designed Atari game. Like ET. It's exactly like ET. Damn extra terrestrials.

The album art for Sir’s Best Supermierdas is like a poorly designed Atari game. Like ET. It’s exactly like ET. Damn extra terrestrials.

Artist: Sir
Title: Best Supermierdas
Label: Noise-Joy
Cat#: NJMP3-0271
Keywords: Chiptune
Reviewer: Alex Spalding

Alright, okay, where am I at now? I’m just, like… totally lost in this 4-track chiptune wonderworld of mierda!

Shall we dance, or should I just be silly by myself over here?

We will start with the first track, ‘Canción’, which is a bouncy chip dance that forces you to move your arms wildly in the air, tap your feet all over the floor, gyrate whatever part of your body is actually capable of performing that kind of action, whether it be ass, rotator cuff… ligament, I don’t know.

Next up is ‘ZOZOW !!!’, with it’s digitally fractured electro groove and low bit melodies chirping away like a nest full of silly little pixel birds, singing sweet songs into our ear for the morning where we throw open the windows and stare out to blue skies and green grass and rush out of the house suddenly to see if I can find any coins laying about in blocks or down sewage tunnels.

Boom, next one is ‘Cho Seung Hui’, and a simple chippy synth plays while the chip-rhythms twitch and freak out. This one’s one of the prettiest mierdas here, and makes me wistful and inspires all kinds of erratic body movements, just before it fizzles out.

Last is ‘Supermierda’, which sounds like the chips are struggling to get going so they can take over. The sounds are sparse, minimal, and silly.

Okay, just this once, I’ll give you a link… but, only if you promise you’ll click it carefully this time, so it doesn’t break:

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Messiah Complex – Delusions

The album art for Messiah Complex's Delusions is a very strange delusion, where I thought I saw two hooded men with a stick chasing me through a magical Autumn woods.

The album art for Messiah Complex’s Delusions is a very strange delusion, where I thought I saw two hooded men with a stick chasing me through a magical Autumn woods.

Artist: Messiah Complex
Title: Delusions
Label: Noise-Joy
Cat#: NJMP3-0291
Keywords: Noise
Reviewer: Alex Spalding

It wouldn’t be Noise-Joy without some Noise.

‘Delusions’ is 46 minutes of brutal drone and noise soundscapes from hell, and begins sounding like some kind of lofi emanations from a distorted glass bell jar, wobbling and shaking with pressure. Higher pitched signal textures permeate, and spacial quakes are commonplace, sounding like a strange temporal choir in a wormhole. With enough volume, it seems that this could result in a delusional experience. The layers of pink noise wrap the mix like icing on a cake. A noisy cake. The harmonics shift down, and there’s a sinking feeling that makes you feel like reeling back. Then, the shrieks of distorted waveforms swirl in. It gets cavernous and bassy. Someone’s screaming into the mix, a low growl. There’s a surprising amount of movement in this. For noise, this isn’t as dissonant as you’d expect… there are mutual harmonic layers within, like the ruins of someone else’s ambient bliss. It falls away to the quiet and low(er) span of feint rumblings and white noise, with a couple audible percussive sounds reverberating. It swells up into more harshness, like high-amplitude television snow. Growls echo, possible rapid-stomping textures. The textures are volatile, changing scale like shades from a brown rainbow. Eventually, we fade to mostly silence, air in a vacuum, punctuated by signal feed. Low, hollow, and empty distortion shakes up. Jet engine overhead, spitting flame and a soulless chorus. There is a revving up of sound, taking flight like a rocket, breaking gravity in slow motion. Ambient blow-torch. The noises that are folded into the mix feel more and more otherworldly, while still retaining some recognizable acoustic aspect. Unidentifiable flying objects taking flight under controlled supervision, broken down, examined, recorded. Something only semi-human screaming through the extended shocks. The mix gets fierce, intense, entirely saturated in a deluge of white noise while the screams continue, guttural and angry. Bass intense noise frequencies, everything disintegrated to madness.

In closing, if you feel like suffering from Delusions, go ahead and click the link below!

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Various Artists – Motion Recordings Compilation 2014

a0764999900_10Artists: Various
Title: Motion Recordings Compilation 2014
Keywords: devotional bucha boys dj 0.000001 dogmaster enis johnny fuckface jonah brown something else th’ mole Oakland

2014 was a good year & I remember listening to this Motion Recordings Compilation in that very same year. I remember even attempting to write about it as I was stunned by these strange talented characters on this compilation, especially Pancake the chihuahua had me licking the back of my pencil… A chihuahua? Oh yes! A chihuahua!

Then the album brought me the extremely green loving sound of the Bucha Boys which basically inspired me so much that i got so instantly high & unfortunately forgot all about the existence of this album… Until today! (So yes, that was indeed a lengthy height, still not sure if it will overrule the powerful THC shots that these Bucha Boys had been rapping about.

So today, after two years I can finally tell you about this talented chihuahua named Pancake. I’ve never seen it but you can hear it is the most adorable cutest little thing ever. With a rasp & a cowbell some tropical Mexican vibes hobble along with Pancake the cheeky chihuahua as the golden middle point of attention. This (at the time) colorful puppy Pancake nicely rules the scene, invites you to do the Cha-cha, or just welcomes you to hear & enjoy this cute naughty little song. Pancake the chihuahua let us know that the habit of eating poop will never harm it, as Pancake’s spit is full of antibiotics, meaning that Pancake never gets sick from eating shit. Next to poop this adorable cute little doggy really loves it’s Sundried Slugs & hearing this; you would probably want to try some yourself.



Th’ Mole delivers an anthem for lovers of wearing the anti-fashionable art of wearing Flip Flops & Socks. Th’ Mole cuts down the haters by even wearing them to bed (that will teach them!). Th’ Mole digs deep on the roots of his grooves and hassles the beats for the very best! The words he spits (probably without antibiotics) are sharp like a pink razor blade! Nobody tells him what to wear; this man could wear a garbage bin with holes for the arms and legs if that was the thing he would like to go out in. It’s about attitude and no fashion guru will be as cool as the person that has its feet surrounded by socks and flip-flops & quite possibly a boxer short on top of his hat! Try topping that!
Then there is ‘Why, Of All Places?’ By Odes To Wizelle that hopefully is about a pet leaving two bottle full of urine and a nice pool of diarrhea all over the bed. This terrible happening that perhaps a lot of people might recognize is brought with slick beats and special sounding ‘why’s’ dressed in drastic effects to truly reflect the disaster.


Jonah Brown’s L’Argent Du Derierre (Butt Money) is like a fest for all that loves the droppings of the word poop and everything else that is shit and asshole related. See it as a nice shit storm in which Jonah Brown reveals he doesn’t have a normal behind like the most of us, but he has one with two anuses. It’s unconventional, but the song does come across that it is practical to Jonah Brown. It’s as if he is terrible happy to have hit the crap-pot jackpot although still so full of dooh dooh that it seems that he must be close friends with a portable toilet. It’s strangely also a romantic sounding song for French lovers who enjoy the inner and outer workings of a delicious behind. Pretty craptastic!
Dogmaster’s Every Day I Play With Dogs is the anthem for the ultimate bunch of dog people who prefers dogs above humans as their friends. The Dogmaster here dedicated this tune nicely to all the sad dogs out there that don’t have anyone to go out and play; Dogmaster sends you his love! Dogmaster will sing along with lots of happy barking dogs about his relationship with his dog, but also explores the friendships of other people their dogs. It’s all about petting on their heads, cuddling, kindhearted playful playing with dogs every day! Woof!
I haven’t found words for the one minute track named ‘Minotaur’ by Johnny Fuckface. I can tell you that a Minotaur is (I believe) a cow face attached on the body of an Arnold Schwarzenegger look alike. Probably walking around some maze fishing for Virgin blood… But that’s all that I know…

Then it’s time to get the feet up in the air and enjoy the monkey beats of DJ 0.000001’s Drum Solo (Live). As the name suggest its full of drumming, grooves; great for ninja style dancing & chimpanzee armpit twirling. It has this energy that sinks into the little toe, gets it to wiggle and from there the whole body would go in some kind if dancing frenzy. Dance like you just don’t care is a good motto over here!
Ah here we have it, the most dangerous track on this album. This is the track that f#cked me up two years ago & I must say I’m afraid to enter this time portal one more time. But in case the lyrics get us all super high; see you back here in two years’ time okay? So yes, it’s the ‘Bucha Boys’ with ‘Jah Dammit’. It’s like an over extending ‘our weed is stronger and better than whoever else their weed’ claim that is as believable as faith. The words that Bucha Boys come up with over here will make Cheese and Chong grabbing for their phone book to find the green goods that Bucha Boys had been smoking. They are so high that they had become revolutionaries ready to blow your mind with their wife open root chakras. They have their Chrystal balls, they play ultimate Frisbee, they are so up there that they could see the future! They are Weedy Gonzales eating ganja lasagna and cannabis corn-dogs; this duo must have had the best weed on the entire planet!

All the way at the end there is a little cute song by ‘Enis’ named ‘Her Veins’ it is pretty laid back, with lots of lovely hand claps and a tickling guitar that fingers the friendly vocals. A lovely ending for an insanely wild imaginative album that you must hear!

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Kaitlyn Aurelia Smith – EARS

Artist: Kaitlyn Aurelia Smith
title: EARS
keyword: experimental

this album starts like a young baby bird that is kindly being pushed out of its homely nest . It opens its tiny little wings and realizes that is had captured the miraculous ability to fly in the great sky. It is so happy that the bird starts to sing with wide wakened eyes along with a euphoric feeling of success. Within its little feathered body it realizes that the whole world is at its tiny feet!

Then the album moves on with its audio appreciative wings all over an intriguing scene of the wetlands. This is the place in which frogs & toads gather and fishes stick their heads out of the water to see and hear what this wonderful music is all about. It’s Kaitlyn Aurelia Smith’s music and she brings it all out to give the soggy landscape a wonderful make-over with lots of pretty sparkles.

Time to open up the magical envelop and develop our love for this artist and her sound of music a bit more. Time to appreciate the melodies that are like harmonic little ensembles that makes me envision the legendary MoonDog dancing upon them in heaven. If heaven is a fair place it would be definitely broadcasted to this man’s quarters.

When I Try, I’m Full’ is a title that makes me want to type that when I listen to this magical album ‘I’m full and content’. There is enough pretty music going on along with miraculously done melodies to fill anyone with up. Add that there is also the sweet singing to add to the intriguing audio scape of kindness over here and you’ll probably be full for at least a whole week. The music is like a busy conversation but held in such a lovely music language that everyone could hear and understand.

With ‘Rare Things Grow’ Kaitlyn Aurelia Smith shapes an energetic landscape in which everything seems to be full of life. The music instruments are like living plants, trees, flowers and even wild life. They are all sipping water and growing into wonders of togetherness. Let’s hope that the music also makes the ears of a listener grow as with lovely material like this, it will sure be handy!

Arthropoda’ brings the sound of building up, of a happy energetic unity, a togetherness in which the compositional elements and voice work together to generate a wonderful positive world full euphoric love. This is the time to get high from actually hearing beauty!

Then there is ‘Stratus’ which seems to move through the calmer ways, with nice mellow melodies of a lovely day with an obvious warming sun shining all over them. All is laid back in this mild progression of natural kindness that parade around as if it’s doing so while walking on eggs.

Existence in the Unfurling’ showcases the strange but pleasant voice of the artist, comfortable at home in her natural musical habitat. Around her sparkles an electrifying sound around that slowly shows us the way into a hole in space to go and embrace yet another galaxy: one of clear eternal peace and beautiful happiness.

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Ironska – Abuse (NJMP3-0075)

There's an eye on the front cover of Abuse, by Ironska, but don't worry, it's not watching us.

There’s an eye on the front cover of Abuse, by Ironska, but don’t worry, it’s not watching us.

Artist: Ironska
Title: Abuse
Label: Noise-Joy
Cat#: NJMP3-0075
Keywords: Techno, Breakcore, Experimental
Reviewer: Alex Spalding

Hello, dearest readers! I’m about to begin telling you all about the 75th album released at my decade-old defunct net label Noise-Joy! I’ll have you know, it gets me so excited in a very special place to be able to do this with you.

Is that weird? No, it’s not weird. Not weird at all.

So, this came out in the earlier daze of N-J. Ironska is the project of Heng Chia, an awesome Taiwanese breakcore artist who founded Sociopath Recordings — really cool label, check it out — and was one among the first people to find me out there in cyberspace to put some music out. Really glad that happened, because…

… as you may have guessed, this was excellent! ‘Abuse’ is the first of two tracks here, and it hits you with surges of noise and then some bass drops in, a giant snare, rapid-shot hats. There’s a blast of distorted acid, then these speed-junglist tech-breaks. This track is hot!

The second track is ‘Nightmare’, which begins feeling like some drum n bass, then develops some really interesting percussion! Alien noises, like we’re flying around through solar systems with little green people. There’s some transmission failure, made up of tiny fluttering synthetic warbles and clay drums. The groove kicks back on and we’re dancing to zaps and chill dnb.

Wow! I’m just going to drop a link now and let you check this one out. I’ll probably see you later. Bye!

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Wayne Rex + Ross Taylor – You Can Never Go Back

Artist: Wayne Rex + Ross Taylor
title: You Can Never Go Back
Keywords: experimental ross taylor wayne rex avantgarde jazz experiemental free jazz freeform jazz freejazz improvised jazz lo-fi noise space rock Florida
label: Muteant Sounds
reviewer: Jazzy Jeff

Are you aware that when you go into the world of jazz you will never go back to the crap that you had been formerly listening? It’s sitting and going around in these underground club of bars; Ronny Scotch, small staircases leading to hidden venues in which the stage is cramped with all that Jazz and the Jazz lovers all side by side in their jazzy gear.

They are usually armed with a drink and a hat & always blocking the entrance for any newcomer to be stuck until the mind has been reprogrammed and they too get infected with that healthy jazz disease. A virus that proofs to be immortal, flocking from one person to another, feeding from the young and the old like a happy parasite that actually does a rare exchange of ‘give and take’.

Yes jazz will obsess and possess you, but it also brings joy, a good time, a special set of thinking and a whole secret society of jazz infected friends waiting for you with open arms and heart. Jazz gives you these beats, these swinging drums, the pulses that you can feel in the legs and in the arms. The Jazz gives you these horns, these New Orleans style blowing horny horns that colorfully spurt their sounds like an adventurous happy bunch of gooses. Think of those birds that quack and squeak their sounds of freedom in that groovy jazzy way.

What can you say? Yes, you can’t go back after becoming a jazz head, but hell; who in their right mind would actually want to go back? Jazz is the way forward, down the staircase all the way upfront the tiny stage where all the magic happens. Jazz is soul good in music form, the vibration that will convert a spasm into a jazz dance move! A rotten voice into a classic sound and the lo-fi muffled recordings; a must hear happening of golden age and modern glory!

And yes, Wayne Rex + Ross Taylor might not be Jazz, but they ‘are’. They are clearly infected and you step one foot into this release of them and these jazz bacteria will gladly jump in your ears and neck and hold onto you like hungry suckers, they will provide you with enough jazz vibes until you are one jazz-vibe yourself. In that state you will probably regularly listen to this album for the rest of your newly Jazz life, as a first one is always special & it makes sure ‘you can never go back’ to your old days before ‘the jazz’ kicked in.
Are you ready to get infected?

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