The Dictaphone
The Dictaphone

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...according to our Business Lady on 26 August 2010.

The Dictaphone is the work of a one (French) man band. The sleeve is all cryptic and features a kid sorta dancing with a cute little Simba-esque lion cub. Musically this record is KING! Imagine a one man version of The Residents smoking pipes and jamming with Kurt Vile and Ty Segall on a frustratingly wet afternoon in July and you'll get some idea of what this sounds like. The Dictaphone man noodles it up on the guitar, he turns up the distortion pedal, he smashes through a bunch of drum kits, he gets freaky wild on the mic and generally fuck's shit up and, best of all, he doesn't give two poops if you like it or not. You will like it though, because it's mint. Twisted industrial outbursts punctuated by kick ass garage rock and bizarre electronic experimentation, what more could a boy/girl ask for? Ice cream? A deal sweetener certainly but the record will do just fine.

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What their label says...

Tours, France's one-man band The Dictaphone  has been kind enough to provide Kill Shaman with a full-length LP of pure brutality and fuzz. This 13-song LP is an epic journey into blown out instrumentals, drum machines, guitar noodles, and distortion; a wonderful follow-up to the 7″ on Sweet Rot and the STUFFS comp on Compost Modern Art. The Dictaphone's unique style mixes elements of The Residents, Pink Noise, and the A-Frames to present a fine-tuned face-melting foray of angular guitar noodling and noise punk. It's a real head-banging, toe-tapping, industrial punk rock gem. Limited to 500 LP's on black vinyl with black inner-sleeves:

Tracks:

Mummers
Weak Patterns
Untitled
Sick Sense of
Metal Teeth
Temporary Muse
Odd Antics
Hassle Cult
Wrong Soundings
You Give Me the Creeps
Drug Punk
Dead Beats
Ants