Set within a landscape of sugar beet factories, deep murky fishing ponds and nettle strewn country lanes, Bloodhounds is a sonic exploration of a childhood spent in the English countryside. Time Attendant is Paul Snowdon, a painter and musician recovering from a rural Northern upbringing by eking out a liminal existence across South East London bunkers. Following on from the highly acclaimed Treacherous Orb EP (More Than Human) and from startling contributions on The Outer Church compilation (Front & Follow), Moon Wiring Club’s specially curated Down By The Silver Sea (Gecophonic), and an astonishing set in late 2013 (accompanying the silent film L'inferno (Helios Film version, 1911)) at the BFI in London, Exotic Pylon is slobberingly psyched to present Time Attendant’s debut album Bloodhounds which drops on vinyl and digital on July 7th 2014. 

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Bloodhounds by Time Attendant
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8/10 Mike 11 July 2014
I was somewhat dreading listening to this because I was told "I think it's going to be noisy soundscapes" when it was handed to me. I'm relieved to discover that isn't really the case at all. This is strange and deeply psychedelic lo-fi electronics from Paul Snowdon, aka Time Attendant, a broken but strangely intriguing sound sort of like if Hacker Farm smoked a load of bongs and tried to do something cosmic and uplifting but it went a bit west.   There's strange stumbling percussive loops, spooky field recordings of footsteps and babbling water and mysterious machinery paired with ominous synth whooshes aplenty, plus some occasional vocal textures that are echoed and blurred into babbling smudges. It moves between moods and textures quite a lot but rarely in a harsh and overpowering way. I'm particularly liking the spaced out spook-dub throb of 'Inky's Pitch' and the weird robotic fanfares of 'Flashy Pointer' on first listen but there's so much going on throughout the LP that you'll keep coming back to it just trying to get your head round its baffling quirks.


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