Like a slow ritual in a darkened parking garage, Odonata gleams with gritty, ambient grind, characterized by driving pulses of rhythm, minimal synth, and sinister layers of electronic sound. In the opening track, Waterhouse, a distant voice chants, as the flames dance higher, and the crooked shadows of the worshipers make the corroded cement walls come to life.
Bonnie Baxter - “Cobweb Sensations”
Bonnie Baxter returns with this psychedelic grind of pulsating noise fury, Cobweb Sensations.
Aloysius Scrimshaw - “Post-Music”
(Pink Dolphin Music)
Just when you thought underground music couldn’t get any weirder, Aloysius Scrimshaw’s latest release burrows to even lower depths of strangeness and insanity.
With his previous album Kind Regards From Isaac, the Dead Musician imprinted his peculiar style on a folk aesthetic. However, on Post-Music Scrimshaw pivots to a more electronic sound.
Imagine a club of undead ravers hypnotically swaying to an unholy amalgamation of throbbing drum and bass layered with unsettling synth pads and accentuated by guitar and assorted sonic freakery.
Atop of the musical morass, Scrimshaw delivers Rorschach-esque narrations of the macabre and morbid.
Second Wakeup tells the tale of how claustrophobic and tedious environs pushes a submarine crewman to his absolute breaking point.
Wendigo Psychosis recounts grisly scenes of animalistic barbarity and Creature 432 paints an eerie setting of a house by the lake.
All in all, Post-Music is a solid entry in the Dead Musician’s discography and an interesting artifact in his musical quest for the offbeat and unusual.
Check out the link below to add this disturbing little gem to your collection.
Sing along with the Dead Musician: “Second wakeup for the shipmate, second wakeup for the shipmate…”
Aloysius Scrimshaw-"Kind Regards From Isaac"
Nowadays, many projects bearing the labels of “experimental” and “avant-garde” are nothing short of conventional and pedestrian.
Instead of breaking new ground or blazing new trails, these groups merely revisit the same old ground, falling back on the same tired, old stylistic cliches.
Not so with Aloysius Scrimshaw a.k.a. the Dead Musician!!!
In his latest full-length release Kind Regards From Isaac, he kidnaps these stylistic conventions, hog-ties them in his underground lair, and menaces them in his Hollywood Undead meets Slipknot mask; reading his bizarre yet enthralling manifesto while his truly strange and unusual music plays in the background.
The track Scrimshaw launches this musical odyssey into the abnormal. Unsettling noises and an oddly folksy backbeat create the bewildering backdrop for Alysious’s raspy vocals that range from creepy whispers right in your ear to spoken-word screeches against our vile and broken system.
The weirdness in no way abates the deeper you go.
Blood From a Semitone transports you to a dark and dystopian version of the Wild West. A country-western band of the undead (complete with a harmonica and the clomping of horse hooves) provides the accompaniment for the dead musician’s signature vocal style and ramblings.
40 Nights of Rain Pt. Three sees our musical captor exchanging a call-and-response rap with a creepy little girl from a horror movie.
Dark, disturbing and genuinely one-of-a-kind. Kind Regards From Isaac holds no quarter for the faint of heart or those expecting a more "conventional" release from the experimental.
Aloysius Scrimshaw resides in a space all his own and those who take a wrong click on the information superhighway will find themselves under his sinister sway
Wayne Rex, Dave Jackson, & Rich Goodson - "Out on a Limb/ Something I Can't Explain"
Many musicians when they improvise stick with their known repertoire of riffs and licks, reticent to venture out of their comfort zone for fear of ruining the groove. Not so with drummer Wayne Rex and alto saxophonist Dave Jackson. They take avant-garde jazz and push it to extremities that challenge and startle the ears with their volatile fluctuations between ferocious intensity and pensive broodiness.
Out on a Limb (which is the main album of this double album) is a colossal understatement of album titles. This sonic sprawl takes you on a tightrope across a gaping chasm where one misstep will send you falling endlessly into the bottomless void. For fear of your precious sanity, you shakily keep your balance desperate to make it to the other side.
All the while, the void below talks to you in the surreal spoken word of Rich Goodson who peels back your psyche layer by layer to reveal that at your core you are still nothing more than a frightened child, pathetic and scared, cowling in the corner haunted forever by a cruel grandmother, a cold and distant father, an unattainable ideal of masculinity.
Just as your body reaches its breaking point of balance, your next tentative step forward finds solid ground. The music has ended with a final squall of the saxophone, a final fill across the toms. The recorded applause of the audience snaps you out of your hypnagogic state. You are safe in your own skin again, and it may be a long time before you give Out on a Limb another spin. However long you wait though, the void will be waiting. The bandcamp link is below whenever you are ready to plunge back in.