there was a little brief flurry of activity at Fruits de Mer towers following the mind morphing antics of their acclaimed recent Dr Sardonicus festival what with a limited CD repress of their Record Collector curated ‘plankton’ compilation of long out of print selections from the labels first year of releases, plus there where posters – all now adorning our walls and framed to boot, a limited stash of postcards featuring aborted sleeve designs and a smattering of recently unearthed ‘the geometry of thistles’ sets, the debut album from 2011 by merry pranksters Cranium Pie. These babies now come housed in the legendary, and dare we say, much sought after fake Korean and Japanese variants – see link below for full explanation / history and availability – recorded before their critically adored and head expanding opus ‘mechanisms pt 1’, ‘the geometry of thistles’ reveals a lighter and more playful side to the Cranium Pie persona (if you ever needed further evidence – check out the kookily wonky seaside kaleidoscopia of ‘granny’s wall’ which brings down the curtain on the set), still fried, wayward and somewhat, not so much missing, but in search of a plot, it provides for a curious tumble into the surreal and absurd realms of progressive psychedelia as it invites you to leave reality at the door in order to embark on its mind fracturing woozy trip dipped journey. Oozed in spectral folk visions shimmered in stoned out hallucinogenic hazes, the slow ghosting opening title track guides you gently into their senses dissolving amorphous sound world before a brief detour into the halls of the softly alluring regal floral posy that is ‘master of mystery’ while the slightly disorientating ‘rememberred’ twinkles with an impish oddness that imagines a union of the Grails, mirror mirror and giant paw gathered for a ceremonial mystic induction under the watchful all seeing eye of Psychic TV. If at this point reference markers are still required, then its to a richly woven tapestry which once unfurled reveals at various points the ghosts of Syd Barrett, Gong, Floyd, soft machine and most notably the ozric tentacles all looming and lurking as inspirational sonic spirits the latter of whom are readily called to mind on the sub 12 -minute headtrip that is ‘trawlermen / there it is’ albeit here as though they’ve been drop kicked into consciousness dissipating dreamland of the Beatles’ blue meanies. Frazzled but freakishly fun.
the back story to the release….. http://www.fruitsdemerrecords.com/geometry.html
there’s a very rare interview here http://plenirockium.altervista.org/1331-2/ – English translation to the bottom of the page.
must admit we here do adore the detuned warping ebb and flow effect murmuring off this lilting collaboration between Simon Waldram and pleasure holiday (Julia Fernandez), with the promise of more head to head encounters to follow (a Waldram solo album ‘insolation’ is due to land within mere weeks), toned in a lo-fi sparseness ‘en un coche’ radiates with a lazy eyed soft psych shimmering whose fuzz scratched pretty pop prowess lullingly spirits to the distant echo of classic era Flying Saucer Attack – indeed that good. https://simonwaldram.bandcamp.com/album/en-un-coche-single
Arriving like London buses these days, a very quick mention for these given that we’ve managed to temporarily mislay an email giving us a heads up on the latest release happenings imminent on the mega dodo imprint, fear not folks we will nail the errant missive and be back later no doubt. For now, by way of small recompense here’s two nifty mix cloud sets cobbled together by label head honcho Mr Blaney – a tuned in uber cool roll call of punch you out power pop pretties (flaming groovies drop dead killer ‘shake some action’), mod-tastic groove (The Keys ‘hello, hello’), vintage psych (third bardo ‘I’m 5 years ahead of my time’), surferama (evan johns and the h bombs ‘hey woo’), lost gems (the attractions ‘slow patience’) and that’s just show #5. Show #6 opens to Dick Dale’s ‘let’s go trippin’ a cut that used to open up Mr Peel’s Saturday morning social ‘home truths’ – from therein it’s all well heeled garage beat / soul with platters from sir douglas quintet, the stairs’ gem like LA’s-esque ‘weed bus’, the trashmen., some groovily twanged cool cuts from Dave Vanian’s extra curricula Damned combo the phantom chords, a little bit of essential Dr Feelgood and wrapping matters up with a smoking Carl Perkins ‘put your cat clothes on’…..
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There’s no denying that shade adorned Glasgow darlings Candy Maps have something of an affectionate ear for all things Velvet-teen and Brothers Reid for ‘falling down’ comes pressed upon a cooling caress that smokes, snakes and stirs seductively from out of a bliss kissed hissing 60’s fog pouting and purring to a shadowy statuesque groove that echoes to the soft psych motifs once the hallmark of a youthful pre Oasis bothering Creation imprint. ‘fly trap’ is a more reserved affair, all lolloping sleepy headed mirages and sepia tweaked chime cascades which once gathered opine to a warming cosy toed and hushed hymnal glow that longingly hint of the butterflies of love and the wreaths colourings. http://candymaps.bandcamp.com/album/falling-down
Tripped over this whilst having a mooch around Bandcamp, this lot hail from Tokyo and go by the name of アルテミア – which if our google translator is working correctly means Artemia – they’ve a double A sided single out just about now no doubt doing a fair amount of heartbreak entitled カーマインの水槽／colors – the former track roughly translating as ‘aquarium of carmine’ and is something longingly dream draped in pristine pop poised shoe gaze swirls. However, that said, we here are more than a little fond of the flip cut, the readily more animated and upbeat indie twee twinkled ‘colors’ with its sunny love noted boy / girl conversations and chime shimmer toning riffola which if anything ought to appeal to those of you with a thing for releases heading out of the Matinee and elefant sound houses. http://artemiajp.bandcamp.com/album/colors
okay i’ll put my hands up in admitting that for now, we have mislaid that NoMen CD which came shoehorned into the recent Fruits de Mer goodie bag, fear not for we have assembled and despatched a search party tasked with hunting down the said errant disc. So to kind of make up for our lack of organisation and other failings, here’s a spot of out-there woozy weirdness from these psychedeklic alchemists, ripped from the soundtrack to Italian horror flick ‘the devil’s cupboaard’ this trailer features sounds so fractured and wired out in psychosis and disturbia as to have the sun turning in and in its place looming shadows forming long upon your listening space, psychedelic sorcery blues very much tuned to a youthful of arrowe hill grooving conjuring up a head-shrooming Barrett-esque bad juju arabesque.
The cause of an affectionate buzz around the gaff, this is M Craft as rephrased by those folk Cavern of Anti Matter, the title track rendered into a frost tipped orbital that in truth sounds as though its just been taken out of a galactic refrigerator to defrost, uber chilled and trippy with it, petrified pastorals softly caressing a delicately balanced sonic trajectory where sits at one end Oddfellow Casino whilst at the other Cheval Sombre and C Duncan. https://soundcloud.com/heavenlyrecordings/blood-moon-m-craft-cavern-of-anti-matter-people-remix-1