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Goaty Tapes Book #2 - Banana Head Diary: Special Way $12
Valentines, hula lesson coupons, and grandma’s sketches from Acapulco.
Edition of 20
Street Drinkers - Circles $6
Super grimy subterranean industrial zones from Sweden’s bleakest. Definitely his most structured material to date—emotive/monotonous baritone vox smeared across heavy pre-fab drum machines and minimal synth twinkle. The whole thing is caked in the crustiest atmospherics that side of the Skaw.
Edition of 100
El Jesus De Magico - Ragtime Hors
Original Edition $6
Special Edition $7
EJDM finds that grey area where basement naiveté bumps up against wizened biker nonchalance. He’s still has a little angst and adolescent echo, but there’s definitely a hypnotic motorpipe repose/indifference going on—lots of propeller smoke and the blistering hogs-up-the-coast easy rider dust.
Each version in an edition of 100
La Danse Du Sperme $6
Trio of Hellvete, Edgar Wappenhalter, and Bart Sloow (Sloow Tapes) noodling acoustic-status across seven tracks of guitar warble/strum, which keeps pretty constant while muffled vocals, electric guitar, keyboard and drum fluctuate. Late-night incantations like we’ve come to expect, but the occult/paranormal energy of their other collaborations is replaced with more youthful romance and sexual charm/tease.
Edition of 100
Truth Syrum - Why We Look at Our Neighbors $7
Why We Look at our Neighbors documents Will Kapp’s move from Iowa City to the West Coast last fall. The songs parallel personal displacement, straddling the line between brazen, youthful mid-west basement scuzz and new found pop intimacy/bald, romantic holism. The little punk almost gets in touch with nature, but he still swears by the half-stack and the DigiTech Grunge pedal his mom got in for the Christmas.
Edition of 100
Trudgers - Bedrooms on Fire $7
Brent Mitzner’s Trudgers project seems so inert and so real, but somehow eludes simple account. It’s probs the disconnect between his meticulous multi-instrumental song craft and the thick austerity of his neo-goth baritone that makes this six track charger transcend the catalog. A vision of industrial unhappiness that condenses the whole history of popular music into bit-sized fuck you’s and synthesizes California sun daze with cold/late night cogency (read: almost danceable).
Letterpress Covers
Edition of 100
HNY - Dead in a Year $7
Heather loves playing with her bros in Social Junk but sometimes you just have to be alone, let some fem energy loose in the headspace and be a girl in the 21st century. This time, however, there’s no fancy ersatz spiritual dazzle—no pleasant gold-lining on the drone clouds. On Dead in a Year Heather gets brutal: the vocal mantras don’t dissipate into nebulous drone ephemera, but hold their ground as a physical human reactions that almost hit the grunge wipeout USA nerve. Before you know it she’s punching the deep-base drum machine, discharging synth breakdowns ala The Dream and calling you out on your shit.
Edition of 100
Bird - Hoy en día $7
Investing in some free synth software, a snare, and a tiny guitar, Katie Leming explodes any previous notion of loner-muzak with her unparalleled neo-outsider no-pop chug. Unlike her drumming and singing in Cro Magnon, here Katie moves into a new primitivist realm, where any and all world musics and pop strategies can be appropriated and channeled into the temporal angst of a college girl whose apartment sucks.
Edition of 100
Paradise Sisters - Jeff Atkins no. 7 $7
Supposedly there are nineteen sisters and they all play together and never ever look at each other. Continual transgression and vacation woery. All this in preparation for an LP on De Stijl Recs. Edition of 100
Vincent Over the Sink - Bible Bashers $7
Kept on the low for several years now, VOTS have released a couple short gems exclusively in their native Australia. Bible Bashers is their American debut, channeling post-post punk cynicism and modernist anxiety ala Lambkin and the Ring, not to mention their ancestral Xpressway slog. Deeply religious, these two extended pieces, composed of several sections each, meander between structured bedroom monotony and bunkbed-nightmare dirge. Features members of Naked on the Vague.
Edition of 100
Uke of Spaces Corners- Albumen/Ovum
Reissue Cassette $5
CD version made available by the band $5
Never did know how the Uke of Spaces Corners wove them mounds of spook through such innocent jam dillies. I reckon it is what must be the outlandish croon, or perchance that lonely electric guitar. Ever it functions, sure leaves a rippling, swelling watermark of the solitary songmanship. Jangling in mulchy fullness, but reflecting a singular dream, apparition.
-Valhalla
Edition of 100
David Joon Jaberi/Cole Moldy Miller Split c50 $6
Must’ve been a big pea pod what which encased these two. Sweet too. Do only say so cause these songs smack of such a chunky, love coated brotherhood, none can help but feel a resounding sense of connectedness. Youth closure, you could say. Explore extra hairs and grownness.
-Valhalla
Edition of 100
The Mossy Throats- Wing Socket c30 $6
A loss for words, folks. S…thing…ain’t like nothin I heard period. Twisted, gnarled up like the milkweed and splattered like it’s oozy juices. Warty and aggressive, like something pullin viciously from every corner. Beautifully tremendous, yeah TREMENDOUS. Like the very end of something. Or the very beginning of something.
-Valhalla
Edition of 100
Slicing Grandpa- Big Monster Canadian Coat c48 $7
Reckon the coat is a result of the battle. Between the big monster and whosever made the coat. Like a bloody thump thump rattle and there a ululatin all echolike. Stoned away in a 24 minute war cry rolling on the meaty bones of a weepin punk juggernaut. Same perversely devastatin rock warning on each side.
-Valhalla
Edition of 100
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Russian Tsarlag - Unleash the Chain SOLD OUT
Unleash the Chain showcases Tsarlag at his chillest, slowing down the haunted garage till it oozes and elegizes. While he loses some of the staccato, the songs’ structure still thrusts forward with key melodic passages and doubled male/female vocal stylings. Still perverse but without the starch undies neurosis of earlier work.
Letterpress insert
Edition of 100
Goaty Tapes Book #1 - Banana Head Diary: B.J. Vacuum Wax SOLD OUT
Industrial products, printed receipts and tags, things he found at Fedex/Kinko’s.
Banana Head - In the Tubs SOLD OUT
In the Tubs presents a continual attempt to articulate the sadness and loveless infatuation of Banana Head, but every syrupy track falls prey to the codeine-induced remoteness and feeble basement wipeout emotion of a total loser/way-too-old mama’s boy. Shying away from the pop record, Banana Head falls back on the simple instrumentation and rainy window fidelity he finds essentially inescapable. These songs too are stuck in the tubs, lulled into the void of pill-popped stagnancy. Nonetheless, In the Tubs seems to be a sincere demonstration of a rock lover’s desire to deconstruct the canonized song structure and take it to a heartbreaking extreme. “no talent no rules, muchacho”
Edition of 100
Thurston Moore/Kommissar Hjuler und Mama Baer - Split c44 SOLD OUT
The bearder flippin his hammer at Pieta or that lady who crinkles up the rosies for a Cy scribble. Institutionalized or I reckon almost slaughtered, I coulda put money on your anxious wish for destruction. But first let’s deconstruct the “song” as this here taper follows a linear narrative from structure to not-structure.
- Valhalla
Edition of 150
Cro Magnon/Circuit des Yeux/Bird split SOLD OUT
Short tape by Katie and Haley. A-side is their collaborative project, Cro Magnon, conjuring apocalyptic no-core anxiety. B-side features each of their solo projects: Circuit des Yeux (Haley) slows it down with “Fire Signs” and then Bird (Katie) deconstructs/microtunes the acoustic rock song with free, downloadable software on “Swamp Cry”
Edition of 100
Caethua/Ancestral Diet - split SOLD OUT
Clare Hubbard (Caethua) and Andy Neubauer (Uke of Spaces, Flak Mask, Impractical Cockpit) play the koner synth holy carols.
Edition of 100 with white imprinting and letterpress inserts.
Blobs - Hey Hello SOLD OUT
Lieven Martens (Dolphins into the Future, Taped Sounds) and Eva Van Deuren (Orphan Fairytale, Pluim) are sea sponges on this tape.
Edition of 100
Bone Patrol U.S./Varlet Tarsod - split SOLD OUT
Luke (Dead Luke, Jerkwave, etc) and Aaron (Peaking Lights) chill on the dual guitar/just hang out Bone Patrol status. The flip side is Luke solo with his desert music proyecto.
Edition of 100
Ignatz - A Canine and a Kitten in the Car c45 SOLD OUT
Despite an insistence on boo damage southernizing I declare and for certain an entanglement of multifocused labors. Ignatz isn’t no blackface minstrel show, there ain’t any reappropriation in the downspook twang. What you’re hearin hollering is the residual concoction of imperial conquest; tropical annexation. It’s an Herbal, by god, with impressionist charm. No yarns on the cracked nut. Find a glow or otherwise “grasp the stalk”.
- Valhalla
Edition of 100
Edgar Wappenhalter - Spuiglavementen SOLD OUT
Steve Marreyt of Sylvester Anfang and the KRAAK label has a handful of old tapes and just a twinkle of psych pop wunder.
Edition of 60
Uke of Spaces Corners- Albumen/Ovum c35 SOLD OUT
Soft Peace - Soft Peace cassette c42 SOLD OUT
The dome is perfect. It is generally agreed upon what that we understand these “new curved shapes”. Remind yourself of its unprovoked depth, capacity for the wormiest and the warmiest and the purist visitants.
-Valhalla
Letterpress fold-out poster covers, edition of 50 on green shells.
Mudboy - Eno Trouble/Midiwards/Happy Birthday Song c21 SOLD OUT
Blocky critters jam up in the webs in my ma’s bakelite every once in a while. She tell me I ought to investigate so I brung my earphones and muffled the two-step gothgroove. Check it out!
-Valhalla
Edition of 100
Traum Ecke- Traum Ecke c30 SOLD OUT
Members of Ducktails in an beachbleg billow of redwood girth. For the early surf, when you are with the sun. Throb to warm and broaden your chest, soften the tissue and clear the veins.
-Valhalla
Brand new cassette from the duo of Matt Mondanile (Ducktails) and Ben Daly (Wavehead, Barkitechture). This documents the blossoming sounds of a keyboard made of crystals and a guitar constructed out of mirrors. “Almost like being lost on the beach.” One straight jam recorded in October in the basement of Skylight Horizon Studio in Northampton, Massachusetts.
-Somebody else
Edition of 100
Family Battle Snake- Arabian Knights c20 SOLD OUT
Slitherin. Its a grind deep down into the dirt and a floating just above it. Same as these here burnings; both bellowin deep and resonatin in your underside and a delicate sparkle like harmonious poprocks or gemstones inside the skull. All curlin and coilin and rollin along sonorous melody furrows.
-Valhalla
Edition of 100
Ajilvsga/Capricorn Wings- Rites of the Solemn Ceremonies c58 SOLD OUT
There’s nothin more potent than the movements of our earth. It aint just rumble and rip, it’s a soundin of shift. Some sorter fundamental restructuring of the plates on which we reside. Gives a source of connection. All this time spent treatin the earth like the pit for those of fallen-flesh, we done forget this significance of even havin a motherland. No two bands unearth (haha) this tectonic thunderin more adroitly than Ajilvsga and Capricorn Wings, capturing the hum and thud, the true resonance. No way to explain how, cept maybe they got huge ears as to hear lowness something terrible.
-Valhalla
Edition of 100
Treetops/Dan Marino- Split c28 SOLD OUT
Subterranean Midwest boys sure got some reputation, but Treetops and Dan Marino represent a novel and downright invigoratin’ duality. Treetops rips through effects with overwhelmin’ honesty. Scrapin’ up amplifier discharge and molding passages of raw sentiment and ageless boon. Dan Marino pairs truth in field recording with a burbly gurgle and solid crystal synth. Less destructo, more dazer. Something for everybody, straight from the jabbers of our young future!
-Valhalla
Edition of 100
Robedoor- Hopeless Transformation SOLD OUT
Jock Jams- Jock Jams c60 SOLD OUT
Definitely cruel, but cruelty with restraint. Pulsing, like maybe flyin high above somethin monstrous being teared apart. Just the reverberatin, ceaseless crunch and evolving drone of dark activity. Gorgeously beautiful
-Valhalla