Zia 2

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This one sounds a bit less like acoustic anarchy (Look at that, we've lost our integrity already). I assure you it's still acoustic and improvised and all that jazz. Just shorter and more musical. Recorded in secluded fields, on roofs and the few beautiful places we discovered on Long Island. It's like summer ending for your ears!

Veronica: Guitar

James: Guitar, Banjo, Fracas Crank

Camy: Ukulele

Also keep an eye out for an electric album coming out soon!

Rongorongo

Photo Title: Visine Creation

Synaesthetic Compositions

Back Cover

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Rongorongo: Unintelligible throat yelling, fuzzed-out rock, short avante garde jazz compositions, a river of flies and ancient tradition. Guitar, clarinet, tin whistle, modified trumpet, slides, bells, bows and assorted jangly things.

Cover photo credit to Camy.

Tree Spirit and Sketches of Julian

Things from the school year. I'll get better scans and make the second one larger as soon as I can figure out how to use this conflabbin' computer.

New Album: Nonetitled

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A brief story celebrating the beauty of disintegration, of scalding noise and progressive destruction. The love of speed, breaking forward and casting aside all that is tame. A love song to the blossom as well as the bomb and all of the like obliterative beauties.

Nonetitled: similar to the long lasting sort of confusion you get sucking the exhaust fumes out of the tailpipe of a truck. It's industrialization for your ears. Chock full of good old fashioned subliminal messaging. Play this gently with a speaker on either side of you as you fall asleep tonight.

New Album: Zia

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We've walked through the dark woods, past the old abandoned silo where Crazy Tommy lives, straight into the fire and out the other side to bring you this. Steeped in pagan rituals, splattered with tabasco and smelling faintly of smoke, we give to you Zia. It's like a 'Nam flashback for your ears. An hour of Scotchgard huffing goodness.

Veronica and I have been playing together for a while and we decided to make an album of free improvisation. We recorded with poor quality mics in a dusty basement, The Rat Tunnel, on a roof and floral couches. We were under the strong influence of Indian Classical Music, American Primitivism, Russolism, Voodoo and some Bloody Marys. In between sessions of smoking Indian pipe tobacco out on the back porch Veronica and I banged out seven tracks of gentle to screeching sound for banjo, guitar and sometimes ukulele.

Players: Veronica (Banjo), James (Guitar), Camy (Uke on the last track)

It's a miracle we didn't break a string.

Special Thanks to Mufasa Povich.

Oil Study and William S Burroughs WIP

Sketches