Tagged: Echoes and Dust

Ex Eye – S/T

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Over the years I’ve found the best music often comes from the places you least expect it to. Not that you wouldn’t expect good stuff from a collaboration between saxophonist extraordinaire Colin Stetson and Liturgy drum whirlwind Greg Fox. But you might not expect it to be this good – and especially this much fun.

Review over at Echoes and Dust.

Terminal Cheesecake – Dandelion Sauce of the Ancients

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Despite admitting quite recently that the name Terminal Cheesecake meant absolutely nothing to me until not so long ago when the chance came to review their new record I decided to dive in and act like I knew what I was talking about. I think I just about got away with it.

Review (and exclusive track premiere) over at Echoes & Dust.

 

MoRkObOt – GoRgO

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I’d like to claim to have some kind of process when it comes to deciding what I’m going to write about. That I have my ear to the ground at all times, waiting for just the right vibration to come my way that demands to be captured in 7/800 words of pithy criticism. That I’m Captain Zeitgeist, a lightning rod for what’s Important in 2016 that channels the electricity of the Now directly down into vital content for the masses.

In reality I just look around every now and again and think something like, “hey look – an entirely baffling twin bass wielding Italian metal trio! I should review that for a handful of interested weirdos!”

It’s not much but it keeps me entertained.

Review over at Echoes & Dust.

Khünnt – Failures

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It’s been a bit quiet on here of late. Apparently buying and moving into a house is quite time consuming and stressful. Who knew? I feel bad for leaving Kenzo Kelly’s Heroes in limbo for so long, but what can I do? Not spend my scraps of free time putting 30-odd hours into Dark Souls 3? I don’t think that was ever an option.

I’ve had little time to invest in flinging words at music either. But I made some time to attempt to describe the 40 minute nightmare dirge that is Khünnt’s Failures. It’s quite the experience – I don’t think I did it justice. I’m just not good enough at this writing business to make reading my prose feel like being abducted and tortured by some surrealist distortion-wielding terror cell.

Review over at Echoes & Dust.