Vinyl Double LP £22.49 TFR017
Gateffold 2LP comp on three:four inc. Robert Hampson, Alastair Galbraith, Black To Comm, A R P, Pigeons, Ignatz etc.
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I’m struggling to get my head around the concept behind this 2LP compilation of varied outsider folk, psych, synth minimal, solo guitar, ambience and noise. It’s culled from all sorts of sources - demos, soundtracks, archive material, cover songs and new studio works - and contains notable collaborations in the shape of Josephine Foster’s Mendrugo, Pat “Decimus” Murano’s Raajmahal, and Syracuse Ear, the improv team of Maranha, Mota, Garcia and Corsano.
But enough paraphrasing the press release, I’m going to listen to the record. The first side opens with some pulsating minimal synth work from A R P, before the rest of the first side heads in a folkier direction with the next few tracks exhibiting lo-fi picking which ranges from visceral to soothing (particularly impressive in a passage from William Tyler that closes the side) and dusky Americana crooning from Arlt. Flip it though and things change again with some blurry industrial drone which is dense and breathy and celestial and gets overtaken by the sound of an army of guitars screaming through crackling, blown out amps, then Alastair Galbraith wheezes away on a harmonium accompanied by a pulsing ritualistic rhythm, then Date Palms have a dose of their dusky psych mysticism, then Roger Tellier-Craig drones on some synths and Black To Comm have some churning organic psych drones and tape weirdness.
There’s another two sides more so I’m going to abandon the blow-by-blow, but skipping forward the aforementioned Mendrugo song is a charming little shuffling ballad with some lovely warbling from Josephine Foster, and then the lengthy track from Raajmahal has dreamy, blurred vocals and drifting synths for a spooky but relaxing trip before the collection is closed by a lovely archive cut from the Supreme Dicks. I’ve still not figured out the concept behind it but it’s a long, trippy and consistently fine collection.
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