Ushered into endless night by the savage son of Appalachian transcendentalism. Edition of 37. $5+ shipping.
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Paul Kintzing descends the mountain with an armful of songs caked in every blizzard he’s weathered delivering them to us. Are we fickle humans even worthy of such gifts? I somehow doubt it, but he’s found it in himself to lift our petty souls with a glorious noise regardless. Thanks Paul! Edition of 25 with hand-collaged covers. $5 + Shipping
Thursday, August 9, 2012
By now, it is common knowledge that each Jovontaes release is lovingly recorded in a rather sizable cave located directly beneath the Void Skateshop. What most do not know, however, is that a river (the true length and depth of which has yet to be determined) runs throughout this underground world. “Cheap Ride” finds Lexington’s favorite skate-kraut spelunkers fashioning a makeshift vessel from discarded decks and gorilla glue before pushing off into these eerie waters. Torchlight dances across walls adorned with depictions of puzzling rituals as the sounds of a sightless and forgotten race echo in the pitch black distance, but our heroes only hasten their rowing. There are stranger shores than these, youngin’, and the ride there’s a cheap one. Climb aboard. Edition of 75. $5 + shipping.
"Voyage" (Jovontaes) by Tent Revivalist
Thursday, July 12, 2012
No one quite remembers how the coyotes got in. Most claim that the old drunk who used to own the place simply forgot to shut his door one night. Others, however, fervently maintain that the room was actually constructed around the beasts as they slept. Whatever the case may be, it would certainly appear that they’ve made themselves right at home over the years, spending night after sleepless night casting howl after restless howl at a flickering fluorescent moon. For this episode of “Calls from the Four-Walled Wild,” we managed to discreetly plant microphones in several locations throughout the famed room, capturing no less than twenty-four of these one-of-a-kind creatures’ songs, from the pups’ spirited garage burners to the timeless, smoky folk of the elders (and everything in between), which we now present to you, cherished listener, in the entirety of their length and glory. Edition of 50. $5 + shipping.
"Ponytail" (Coyotes in the Room) by Tent Revivalist
Like mother always said, first impressions are everything, and on their full length debut, Bad Creeps bring you the sonic equivalent of showing up for a job interview in a ski mask. Sure, it won’t please the boss man any, but when the noisiest Hoosiers since Bobby Knight and his percussive chair are cranking out one shrieking punk gem after another, who really needs that old bloodsucker? Edition of 50 with digital download codes and art by Dave Watt. $5 + shipping.
"Lawnmower's Dead" (Bad Creeps) by Tent Revivalist
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
You still remember that first time your father took you to the zoo. The horses lying dead in their stables, just waiting to be kicked. The mechanical spider and the squeal of its motorized fangs. The cat that turned out to be something else entirely. Though there’s no way of traveling back to that serene morning, Sam Pink offers you the next best thing in the form of nearly an hour’s worth of readings. With excerpts from such classics as Person, The No Hellos Diet, and Hurt Others (not to mention a hefty helping of poems), there’s a little something for everyone (even your dear ol’ Pa). Edition of 50. $5 + shipping.
"Absolute Human Abolition" (Sam Pink) by Tent Revivalist
Friday, December 30, 2011
Listening to the opener’s clean meld of delay and harmonics, picturing a time when Dustin Knight could frequently be found covering GG Allin’s “Bite It You Scum” in nothing but his socks can be somewhat difficult, but by the track’s distortion-caked conclusion, it makes sense. With songs ranging anywhere from a few years to a few hours in age, there’s a glimpse of nearly every outfit donned by the queen throughout the course of her ramshackle reign, from mumbled pop to fretboard catharsis, with more than a few telling glances toward the future. Edition of 50. $5 + shipping.
Before its untimely demise, Night 1980 was described as having “too many jangly, shaky things” by a young man waiting to watch the metal band scheduled to play after them at the local New Year’s Eve show. At a later gig, the various tambourines that they dispersed throughout the audience before their set were credited with lifting the spirits of a crowd still shaken by the lead singer of the previous band’s threat to “hit someone in the fucking face with this mic stand if you all don’t start moving.” Now, with the remixed reissue of their only album, originally released on Halloween, 2009, the potential to grow mildly annoyed, receive a spiritual lift, or remain unmoved either way is all yours. A (mostly) jubilant noise to bust a piñata or smear paint on the face of a loved one to. Edition of 50 with hand-collaged covers. $5 + shipping.
Sometimes all it takes is a bit of willpower and a decrepit Yamaha keyboard. The midnight murk of these pop yarns is home to a slew of gracelessly aging characters held stagnant by the dust-ridden romanticism of glory days, and they just might get a fish story or two in before they’re swallowed up by a wash of synthesized strings. The road to Sun City is a long one, dear friends, but the traveling doesn’t have to be so lonely. Edition of 50 with cutout covers. $5 + shipping.
"Crowded Nest Syndrome" (Bevo Francis) by Tent Revivalist
A rural paradise of hermits, televangelists, and gator-filled swimming pools as surveyed through prescription-strength beer goggles. Granddad may have cranked some Kershaw on the drive out to the V.F.W. hall, but this is what he was humming to whoever would listen as he limped back home. Concise solo numbers on the A-side, looser full-band renditions on the B-side. “Come tornadoes or zombies, the world might end, but at least I’ll know I died where I belong.” Indeed. Edition of 50. $5 + shipping.
"All Over But The Crying" (Bloody Ridge Rum Runners) by Tent Revivalist) by Tent Revivalist