I don’t get much time on here these days, so props to Thee Monkey’s Claw for keeping things ticking along. I don’t get time to do the Panic & Carousels blog for NARC. magazine at the moment either, although people keep sending me good stuff. I get what I can in the mag itself, and I listen to it all. But hey, here’s a mix – all either not long out or not even released yet.
Some of this stuff might just contain enough rage to give you some sort of release as this whole fucking island topples into the abyss.
Here’s what’s on it:
Jac Berrocal, David Fenech & Vincent Epplay – Alienor en Aout (Pt 1)
Freshly made for you! and cynically nicking its name from the Children of Alice’s new record and only slipping in a short exerpt of the track – this is a mix that takes in a lot of the stuff from the recent EU postcards posts and shakes them like multi coloured sprinkles over the whipped vanilla cone of european unity. or something. Make mine a 99.
Jonáš Gruska – V dolinách/Píly Children Of Alice – The Harbinger of Spring (excerpt) Einstürzende Neubauten – Hymnen Sias – Spring Communication Unholy Satan – Let Satan Speak Through Your Anus TapeWorm – Nahnitý mozog Maoupa Mazzocchetti – Portion Microlith – Acid in a Church Pierre Bastien – Gnostic Illicit Song Lumisokea – Jenseits (Dub) Driftmachine – Gaukelwerk Oranssi Pazuzu – Luhistuva aikahakki Black Candle – Gray ritual Mirt – Michael’s Theme Leyden Jars – Industrial Estate Revolution Banabila, Machinefabriek – Awake Machinefabriek – Vowls Jenny Hval – Untamed Region S Olbricht – Rien Gondwana – A Gospel Of Dirt Jonáš Gruska – Teba hľadá duša má, pokoja nikde nemá /Pasa II.
It’s fair to say that Thee Monkey’s Claw has been doing all the heavy lifting round these parts for the last few months, I’ve been fannying around mostly. Including writing the Hickeysonic-related Panic & Carousels column for the NARC. Magazine website (the most recent being here). A recent expansion in my NARC. role means even that very occasional column is gonna have to go on hiatus for a few months, and some of the albums I might have written about there might well crop up here instead.
In the months since the last column there’s been a fucktonne of new stuff I would have written about and now probably won’t, but the least I can do is let you listen to it. So here’s a lengthy mix of things that would have been in the new Panic column, had I written it. And some other stuff that’s not even out yet that may crop up in NARC. at some point.
Hey, it’s better than a poke in the ear with a sharp stick, although that might sound better.
You can stream Hickeysonic Presents Sun Kissed Gap Year Pop here.
And this is what’s on it:
Lawrence English – Somnambulist
Unruly Milk – Endless Unlit Lobbies
Part Chimp – Namekuji
Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs – Sweet Relief
Moon Duo – Cult Of Moloch
Emptyset – Axis 1
Sherwood & Pinch – Gun Law
Loscil – Red Tide
Uniform – The Lost
Gnod – Real Man
Sex Swing – Murder Witness
Free Nelson Mandoomjazz – You Are Old, Father William
Blurt – I Wan’ See Ella (live at Cafe Oto)
Julie’s Haircut – Deluge
Bardo Pond – Crossover
Deutsche Ashram – Draze’N’ Cuss
Kreol Lovecall – Social Spaces
Richard Youngs – Like An Astronaut
Polypores – Wastes 1
Portland Vows – Paper
Time Attendant – Elementary Electronics
Kek-W – Tetrad
Blanck Mass – The Rat
Casual Nun – Everyman’s Folly
Hey Colossus – The Drang
Death Pedals – Kronk
Grey Hairs – The Chin Pt 2
Tough Tits – Nipslip
Wire – Short Elevated Period
Fret! – Cawlett
Sleep – Clarity
The Memory Band – By The Truth Of My Right Hand
David Colohan – NASA Says Not To Worry
Graeme Miller & Steve Shill – Leaving Moomin Valley
so our most recent ‘Golden Hour’ of tunes kicked off with the mighty Big Stick contemplating shooting the president, both fun and timely but any fool will tell you their ‘Drag Racing’ smash is where it’s really at. Always fun to be reminded of it, even 30 years on. It would appear the seemingly undead ‘Stick are still working in hiding, have apparently recorded with Fred ‘B-52’s’ Schneider and have a new record on its way this year. Interesting. If Swans can come back better than ever, why not Big Stick? Never afraid to be stupid, trashy or wrong surely their time is once again come. I’ve never heard them say that the name Big Stick refers to President Teddy Roosevelt’s famous line “Walk softly and carry a Big Stick.” It might do, or it could just be about popsicles, which would probably be more in keeping and would almost certainly be the line they’d take regardless. Here’s a disturbing photograph in which the crew of USS Theodore Roosevelt wear their dress white uniforms to spell out the words “Big Stick” on the flight deck and beneath it a wonderfully crappy, low rent, piss taking, self made rockumentary should you wish to enter the past of the Big Stick.
The President is merely the most important among a large number of public servants. He should be supported or opposed exactly to the degree which is warranted by his good conduct or bad conduct, his efficiency or inefficiency in rendering loyal, able, and disinterested service to the Nation as a whole. Therefore it is absolutely necessary that there should be full liberty to tell the truth about his acts, and this means that it is exactly necessary to blame him when he does wrong as to praise him when he does right. Any other attitude in an American citizen is both base and servile. To announce that there must be no criticism of the President, or that we are to stand by the President, right or wrong, is not only unpatriotic and servile, but is morally treasonable to the American public. Nothing but the truth should be spoken about him or any one else. But it is even more important to tell the truth, pleasant or unpleasant, about him than about any one else.
— Theodore Roosevelt, The Kansas City Star, 18 May 1918
wash away the horror with a golden hour of filthy yet cleansing noise – big stick, hey colossus, clouds taste satanic, palehorse, sex swing, terminal cheesecake, girl band, oranssi pazuzu, peter brötzmann, oren ambarchi and so on. Here’s a lovely poster by Mr Billy Childish. God bless him and his fulsome magnificent moustache.
hey there lucky people, it’s Friday 13th – who wants to come to a cabin in the woods with us this weekend and get totally shitfaced? No? Don’t be chicken. We can fight evil too if you like. Persisting beyond all reason into 2017, thee monkey’s claw has scraped up a pile of queasy ‘he’s behind you’ ambience, blasts of noise terror and lots of “shit, RUN!!!” beats into the kind of dubious party mix that’s always the last thing left on the side, looking a bit sad there, sort of picked at and only getting eaten once everyone’s too drunk to taste anything. The final girl of finger foods. or something.
Contains : Some new Aphex Twin, Pye Corner Audio, The Justified Ancients Of Mu Mu, Nurse With Wound, Coil, Demdike Stare, Dalhous, Raime, Barker and Baumecker, Puce Mary and Johnny Cash reading the bible and so on.
When we’re not youtubing wobbly video live footage and such from the 80’s in a haze of mince pies, brandy sauce and nostalgia for lost radio dubbed cassettes we’ve also found a moment or three to enjoy this little treat from our favourite Prestonian tape label Concrete. Given out at their xmas do and now on soundcloud for all to enjoy. The music within is not even remotely festive, so don’t worry about that. Nor is it particularly a party startin’ dancefloor fillin’ good time. It’s pretty laid back and generally quite lovely, so it’ll be better suited to easing sore heads tomorrow than shaking tail feathers in the living room tonight. Just don’t freak out when Charles Hayward turns up telling you he’s been watching you. He means well. Lovely bloke.