Time for some crazy shit me thinks... Look no further than the Skaters with 'Dispersed Royalty Ornaments' LP on Wabana. This is totally deranged drone and just plain monged out twisted darkness. Imagine slowing a Mouthus record down and then it becomes possessed by Beelzebub. My vocabulary doesn't contain words sufficient to describe the madness on this record. Like a huge psychedelic nightmare. Imagine tripping your face off in some distant land and getting kidnapped and tortured by some evil voodoo natives. Am having one. Sick... On Wabana.
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What their label says...
As the duo known as the Skaters and as solo artists, Ferraro and Clark, who are flat broke and currently without phone or Internet service, spend most of their days and late nights not working but huddled in their bedrooms jamming, obsessively exploring through the use of nontraditional instrumentation and the creation of abstract sound 'the inside and the outside at the same time,' and in the process experiencing what Ferraro calls 'private imaginations.' The end result is not what you would expect -- i.e., a pretentious, painfully dry avant-garde free-noise. Quite the opposite, it's a totally out there, vocal-dominated psychedelia, based, structurally speaking, on the open-ended drone heard in industrial music, minimalism, experimental electronics, folk, world music, and free jazz. And, like the best free jazz -- the early, fiery stuff: Trane, Ayler, Sanders -- the Skaters' noise-drenched cosmic soul is driven by their need to, in the words of Ferraro, 'grasp something that is beyond what you can verbalize.