Quinn Walker - Laughter's An Asshole/ Lion Land

Quinn Walker’s a sweetly sinister suburban swami, roaming highways & cul-de-sacs with his one man neu rave nursery school band. Here Voodoo-Eros release two albums for the price of one.‘Laughter’s An Asshole’ - With the safe sterility of Doogie Howser, Quinn Walker clicks on the broken keyboard of a broken computer and brings you into a perilous playground packed with haunted horses murmuring merry-go-round music as they are led down the red carpet by (the original) Mickey Mouse Club chorus. A single revolutionary guitar howls in wedded bliss with maracas, drums, tambourines, keyboards, and masonic bells - all of which seem to play themselves. All this just to conjure the image of a hundred neon-static televisions singing at you all at once. Quinn’s meditations include the beauty in infinity: fear not the insane, don't block the voices, write down what they are saying, don't be afraid to look in the mirror when you’re tripping.‘Lion Land’ is basically an e-card sent to grandma back in Africa from a tribe of lions on their first visit to Disneyworld / Kissimmee St. Cloud, Florida. Dams and whirlpools of itchy frightening frequencies tenderly romance lyrics that orbit the worlds of ecstatic parochial school patriotism and junglebook moral codes. Industrial beats are stocked by hems of cinematic synthesizers suckering you, as a sunset might, into having an emotional moment. Quinn’s feral musicianship flows freely through every anthem and a warm, howling wave of screams and whispers and pounding drums feel at times like fuzzy hugs.

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