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Happy Halloween! Have Some Way Weird Recordings

halloween Happy Halloween! Have Some Way Weird Recordings

I love Halloween. I was bummed that I didn’t get to celebrate it as festively as I wanted to this year.  I was really interested in executing this awesome jack-o-latern idea (it involved the carving of a backwards B, that’s all I’m gonna say).  But alas, I’ve got some time-consuming things going on right now that I will actually relate to you all tomorrow (probably).

Anyway, one of my favorite Halloween past-times is dusting off some of my old tapes, turning out the lights, and scaring myself.  In the spirit of the holiday, instead of my usual smattering of psych rock and other insane music, I wanted to share some choice insane recordings.

artbell Happy Halloween! Have Some Way Weird RecordingsI discovered Coast to Coast AM with Art Bell when I was 13 (1998 by the Gregorian calendar).  I walked into my grandmother’s room one night to fetch something.  It was late at night, she was obviously asleep, and she usually slumbered with the radio playing.  It was the strangest call-in show I had ever heard – instead of, you know, railing on Clinton as the majority of AM radio did at that time, the caller was talking about a poltergeist in his house and its glowing red eyes, claws, et al.  As a fan of the macabre, I immediately ran to my room and tried to find the show on my stereo.  This happened to be the evening that Art Bell premiered the Sounds From Hell.  Though I was slowly approaching my current agnostic beliefs at that time, it still made me want to shag-ass to the closest church.

Since then, I’ve amassed around 40 tapes of old Art Bell broadcasts, and I tend to listen to them to get “Halloween festive,” as it were.  Everything from remote viewing (controlled psychic phenomena), aliens, Y2K (remember that?), bizarre conspiracies, cryptozoology, exorcisms, wholesome apocalyptic scenarios, and more – I’ve got some of the greatest hits on tape, spanning about three years. Of course, during this time, I never shared with anyone that this was something I enjoyed doing. When you’re 15, it’s important that everyone knows how cool you are. This was not a cool hobby. However, I’m sharing it with you now!  Glad to get it off my chest.

The show, Coast to Coast AM (see the link under “Other Awesomeness”), still exists, but the smokey-throat, sardonic host Art Bell retired in 2007.  No host will really replace Art, who broadcast his program internationally in a double-wide trailer behind in home in Pahrump, Nevada in the dead of night.  A host sitting in a downtown radio studio just doesn’t transmit the same mood. Moreover, Art never screened calls.  Anyone, sane or nut, got equal time on the air.  This, unfortunately, is no longer the case, making Coast to Coast not nearly as entertaining as it once was.

As of right now, I don’t have a way of recording my tapes onto my computer, so I found some other folks’ recordings.  Of course, Orson Wells’ War of the Worlds will always be an excellent Halloween classic for me, but Art’s creepy and paranoid program has much more nostalgia for me.  Plus, that program was legitimately frightening at times, as some subject matter was right on the cusp of what was plausible.  Despite all the programs dedicated to the supposed Roswell crash and gnarly things that Freemasons might’ve been responsible fore, Coast to Coast AM was one of the first talk shows that dedicated lots of air time to climate change, starting in the early ’90s, as well as new scientific subjects like nanotechnology and RFID.  This gave the show a more unsettling edge at times.  Cyborgs and aliens, sure, but climate change – that’s more scary to me.

screams_of_the_damned Happy Halloween! Have Some Way Weird RecordingsSo the first clip… about 10 years ago, as alluded to earlier, Art Bell aired the urban legend recording “The Sounds From Hell.” It can be a really bothersome clip to those with a nervous disposition, but also morbidly fun. It’s also completely a hoax -literally speaking, not theologically – so worry not (unless, ya know, your faith tells you to). The origin of this sound is as follows: Soviet scientists in the early to mid 20th century drilled a hole nine miles deep in the heart of Siberia to study plate tectonics. When they hit a heat pocket, their drilling equipment was destroyed, followed by the sound of millions of screaming souls. As any good scientist would do, they whipped out the mics and recorded it.  Part-ee.

alien Happy Halloween! Have Some Way Weird RecordingsThe second clip is an infamous one.  From Wikipedia:  “At about 11 p.m. PST, Thursday, September 11, 1997, [Art Bell] designated one phone line for Area 51 employees who wanted to discuss the secretive base. Several callers claimed to work at Area 51, but the bizarre highlight of the night came when a seemingly distraught and terrified man claimed to be a former Area 51 employee recently discharged for “medical” reasons. He cited malevolent extraterrestrials at Area 51 (”extra-dimensional beings” who are not “what they claim to be”) and an impending disaster that the government knew would take out “major population centers.” Midway through this call, Bell’s program went off the air for about 30 minutes. After talking to network engineers, the official explanation was that the network satellite had “lost earth lock” or forgotten where the earth was. Network officials were baffled, and the cause remains a mystery.”

The third clip is a portion of a lengthy interview Art did with the Ghost Investigators Society, who record the “voices” of ghosts on blank, never-used-before audio tape.  This is also known as Electronic Voice Phenomenon (EVP).  The recording and history is EVP is immensely interesting, despite the shitty Michael Keaton movie based around EVP.  Jump to around the minute mark in the recording to skip the show’s bumper music between commercial breaks.

The last one is a exorcism.  It’s really fucked up.  Happy Hallow’s Eve!

MP3 :::
Coast to Coast AM with Art Bell – Sounds From Hell
Coast to Coast AM with Art Bell – The Frantic Area 51 Caller
Coast to Coast AM with Art Bell – Electronic Voice Phenomenon
Coast to Coast AM with Art Bell – Russian Exorcism

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Revisiting Simply Saucer’s Cyborgs Revisited

simplysaucer Revisiting Simply Saucers Cyborgs Revisited

Since it’s Halloween week, and I always associate Orson Wells’ War of the Worlds broadcast with the holiday, it seemed like a decent time for posting proper on some Simply Saucer. Though their name sounds like an item you might pick up at your nearby intergalactic grocery stop, their astral psychedelic garage transmissions more than make up for poor title decisions (I mean, their quintessential album is titled Cyborgs Revisited… Ridley Scott, you own them some royalties, dudebro).

The influences are obvious – early Floyd, 13th Floor Elevators, the Velvets’ “Sister Ray,” Delay 68 Can, Electric Prunes, et al., but whereas those groups fine-tuned their sound and still maintained a compositionally tight feel despite their freewheeling image, Simply Saucer had no interest in aesthetic. Every song sounds as if it was recorded live with cheap tape recorders.  Its gorgeously raw sound and low-end clipping mix gives Simply Saucer extra (possibly unintended) atmosphere. It’s too bad that Simply Saucer was never known too far outside their native Ontario, as they really captured, at least in my mind’s eye, the archetypal ’60s/early ’70s psych movement from a candid, outsider perspective. Being removed from what was happening in England and the West Coast is totally an asset to Cyborgs RevisitedContinue reading ‘Revisiting Simply Saucer’s Cyborgs Revisited’

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Fairport Convention Uber Alles

fairport_convention Fairport Convention Uber Alles

With that autumnal chill now prominently in the air, I figured it would be appropriate to discuss my favorite fall-time electric folk collective. There’s nothing better than Fairport Convention on the ghetto blaster as the soundtrack to a crisp, dry, cool autumn evening. Evidently, the band agrees as well. Look at all those dried up dead leaves in the old band photo above. Smokey the Bear would have had a shit-fit if he was there.  I know I have a bad habit of going off-topic and chasing tangents, but it’s worth mentioning that Smokey the Bear is still totally awesome.

You know what’s not awesome, though? The notion that Bob Dylan is the end-all, be-all of folk songwriters. I tend to polarize people in my friends circle with that ol’ statement of mine “Bob Dylan… totally overrated.” Ballsy, I know. This is not to say that Blood on the Tracks and similar jam hives are not remarkable. However, some of Dylan’s accolades should have also been bestowed upon a certain premiere British electric folk collective that turn traditional folk songs and ’60s psych folk into godlike rumbles. The hippies may hang their fabric Bob Dylan posters in their living rooms in messianic ritual, claiming to be all up in on that folk tip, but they will all look at you confused when you drop the bomb of who the greatest folk artist of all time is. And that’s Fairport Convention.  Perhaps I’m losin’ it, or am totally missing something, but I just don’t think Dylan could have composed what Fairport Convention did in 1969 with the magical What We Did On Our Holidays – lyrically, musically, or otherwise.  A powerful statement for a powerful album.

What We Did On Our Holidays is one of the most diverse, sweeping, moody folk albums ever released. Granted, all the preceding banter is pure opinionated fodder. With all those bravado statements out of the way, it should be noted that Fairport Convention do, ahem, cover Dylan’s “I’ll Keep It With Mine.” Regardless, Fairport Convention uber alles. Continue reading ‘Fairport Convention Uber Alles’

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Don’t Be a Jerk – Grip the New Deerhunter, For Real

deerhunter2 Dont Be a Jerk - Grip the New Deerhunter, For Real

Tomorrow, Deerhunter’s monolithic double disc Microcastle/Weird Era Cont. drops courtesy of Kranky or 4AD, depending on where you live. Yes, it leaked, and we all greedily took. We all witnessed the Lord of the Flies-esque free-for-all, and the subsequent fallout from the blog debacle – in addition to the rueful behavior of the fallible, sinful collective of scalawags and pirates known as your peers and neighbors. And after the dust settled, we all found out that Deerhunter had recorded an incredible collection of music. Continue reading ‘Don’t Be a Jerk – Grip the New Deerhunter, For Real’

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A Side of Marmalade

marmalade_psych_band A Side of Marmalade

Especially in music, it seems there are a lot of names that most prominently exist as a footnote. I’m sure that’s a peculiar place to find oneself in. You see this often in the quite communal scenes of the late ’60s and early ’70s, the best example being the Beatles and how everyone associated with them gets the distinction of “sixth Beatle,” “seventh Beatle,” and so on. Marmalade is such a group. Most music dorks seem to immediately associate Marmalade as simply the group that did a decent cover of a Beatles song, and that Jimi Hendrix was really stoked on the group in 1967. Continue reading ‘A Side of Marmalade’

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Hush Arbors Releases a Scorcher

hush_artist Hush Arbors Releases a Scorcher

You’re more than welcome, of course, to read my additional commentary on this matter, but if you just want the gist of it, all you need to know is that Hush Arbors‘ new eponymous record is a scorcher!  It laid my ghetto blaster to waste.

I already expected Keith Wood’s (a.k.a. Hush Arbors) debut for Ecstatic Peace to valiantly score from the three-point line. I had a chance to see him play a great opening set for pal and collaborator Six Organs of Admittance circa late 2005, so I thought I understood what I was getting into. Turns out I was wrong. I did not expect Hush Arbors, just released Tuesday, to be a comprehensively destructive force of mysticism replete with melodic beauty and modal explorations.

Hush Arbors, as far as the whole freak folk/New Weird America thing goes (I begrudgingly use this term), has always struck me as the obvious choice for ambassador of the aforementioned movement, as he offers the perfect median point for the disparate sounds found therein. Wood’s take on psychedelic folk demonstrates that it is not necessarily his intent to destroy strong structures, nor is it his intent to play it straightforward and traditional. However, Hush Arbors has gone above and beyond comparison to similar artists. It’s no longer fair to say “this is a great offering from the New Weird America camp,” it’s only befitting to describe this self-titled record as a monumental collection of music that stands up against any album, anywhere. I’m not trying to overhype this really, but Hush Arbors rules so hard. Hush Arbors’ adventurous, wide-ranging sonic paintbrush invokes the past whilst thrusting the very notion of folk rock into future territories. In short, Keith Wood just dropped the type of album that separates the men from the boys. Continue reading ‘Hush Arbors Releases a Scorcher’

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Religious Knives’ Gnarly Magical Mystery Tour

religious_knives Religious Knives Gnarly Magical Mystery Tour

Of course it’s no surprise that the new Religious Knives full-length is good. Like Smuckers, if it says Ecstatic Peace on the label, it has to be good. With that said, The Door is still a nice surprise, considering how different it sounds from Resin released earlier this year (though the latter is a collection of older material and some live renditions).

The most noticeable and significant difference between The Door and Religious Knives’ earlier drone trips is that the band, sometime between then and now, got really funky. This is established in the first few seconds of opening brain burner “Downstairs.” If the low end were of a higher tempo, you could easily lay it against a blaxploitation film score. No foolin’. Continue reading ‘Religious Knives’ Gnarly Magical Mystery Tour’

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