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A super limited run of 50 self-dubbed, hand assembled cassettes.
Recorded over the 1996 self-help classic audiobook of the same name, with passages of original audio.
In a world of throwaway internet content, this is a small attempt at making the vehicle itself have some kind of meaning. Recycled self-help will carry our music to your ears. Another artefact to lose on your untidy shelf, already covered with stuff you don't need.
As each of these will be done by hand with no professional equipment, patience will be a virtue.
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HTOYL&GROC is an invasion into each of the deeply peculiar worlds the songs contain - hacking paths into dense jungles - looting the riches. There's something almost perverse about pushing these clandestine pieces out into the open, but the opportunity to do so is one too good to miss.
Memorials of Distinction was first conceived of in order to present the work of the artists compiled here, all of whom seem to be creating material under the presumption that almost no one will hear it.
It's an honour to play a part in making that presumption wrong.
In order of appearance:
Sofia DeVille's epic dark pop - straight out of a magical forest in Sweden - is as menacing as it is beautiful. One of three acts on the compilation I've never met in person, she is a complete mystery to me. I literally can't comprehend how she makes music this effortlessly brilliant, or why she hasn't been snapped up by a proper indie label yet. I can only thank the heavens that MoD got its grubby hands on her overcast, mystical spells first.
Smiling Disease is a cult obsession waiting to be found. His homemade, lusciously constructed suites draw the line between shoegaze, goth, trip-pop and some kind of lost Damon Albarn/Beck project. One of my all-time-favourite artists, every guitar riff, every stolen snatch of a lyric, is golden. Rumoured to have all been recorded through an old skype microphone into Audacity, he has a backlog of 5 or so unreleased albums that have intermittently been put online under a number of aliases, including Earth Warp and In Practice.
Mewlips is yet another mystery to me. As far as I can tell, he's a long-haired freak from some suburb in California. He raps his way around a weird world, spitting his messed up, surreal outlook all over ethereal beats. Weirdly for a rapper, he can be reminiscent of Modest Mouse. However, like all the best rappers, each track he puts out gives you a tiny window into his brain. Peeking inside is oddly addictive, and the disgusting, voyeuristic pleasure comes in droves.
Mad Kid Library Trap is more than a music project: it's the outpouring of one of the most effortlessly subversive artists I've ever crossed paths with. Few people are as uncomfortable in this world as the Mad Kid, and he'll force you inside his own personal hell. His methods may be unorthodox, but his output carries a hefty emotional weight. One that is sometimes (almost) too much to handle. A musician only for those listeners who are prepared to try.
Lizzard Bleach are the only real band on the compilation, and are the only act to have played a real show in front of real people. Despite these drawbacks, they write perfectly ramshackle songs with enough hooks to haunt you to the grave. They're also possibly the laziest band I have ever come across, only convening to break a practice room around 5 times a year. The live cuts on this compilation show you that it doesn't hold them back one bit.
Porridge Radio has been crafting emotional psychedelic lofi vomit music for a few years, but has recently perfected that craft to a T. Hypnotic and raw, there is an element of honesty and pathos present in her music that serves a foolproof antidote to the real world. She sings, she shouts, she breaks the internal microphone on her laptop. What more could you want? A demented homage to Neil Young? A beautiful song about periods? You got it.
Estamos Fritos, which literally means "We Are Fried" in Spanish, is a bedroom project from Mexico. The only non-Anglophone act on the compilation, he floats around like a stoned ghost: somehow chilling in two very different senses of the word. His songs sound like the kind of elusive, spontaneous, beautiful jam with friends that loses its magic when recorded or repeated. Somehow, Estamos Fritos's recordings sound like that haphazardly fresh, fleetingly original brilliance every single time.
sAtAnic rituAl Abuse is my project, paling in comparison with the other contributions and generally making me feel like an idiot.
This whole project is a bit of an experiment, but hopefully we'll throw up more music by these, and other, artists sometime soon.