More avant-folk, this time courtesy of Mountainhood. I really can't categorize this scrawl of eerie, plinking, screeing, clanking eccentricity, spread over a single side of black wax. I really like what sounds like a tape machine being switched on & off, some way-out tinnitus inducing violin (??) torture and then some crackly, shimmery home made drone that sounds a bit like what a UFO hovering in your back garden would if it was captained by The Smash Mash robots from the 70's. Quite honestly one of the strangest records i've heard this year and i've heard a fuck of a lot. Limited to 320, this guy, Michael Curtis Hilde, is one crazy dude.
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Brand new one sided LP from Michael Curtis Hilde following his recent LPs on Time Lag's Red Records sub division, as well as a string of ultra limited self released CDRs and releases for Yod and Reverb Worship. This is a far gone trip, thats totally out there and very hard to pin down, the closest categorization for this beast would be folk, but its like some total mutated, distorted lurker mirror image. Wild psychedelic strings and heavy bedroom vibes run throughout this delicate beauty. Limited to 300 in pro-printed black and white wraparound sleeve featuring amazing artwork by Michael.