FLATBED: Drug Mom (12″ EP)

26/11/2018

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One-sided 12″ EP, screen printed covers, numbered edition.

Styles: Noise-rock, noisecore, punk, free-improv, instrumental speed punk
Sort of similar: The Bark Haze, KEN mode, Melt Banana without the cuteness, Skullflower but faster and with more intensity, early Swans on massive amounts of speed, Merzbow played by Big Black

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FLATBED have been wiping Nanaimo, BC, off the face of the map for about 15 years now. They’re the bastard brainchild of a guy named Mike Thibodeau who plays a two-stringed bass, comes up with the song titles, and is the only permanent member. Past members have included guitarists Andrew MacGregor (The Bark Haze, Gown), Ken Holiday (The Crusties, Void Fill) and Jakob Rehlinger (Void Fill, Semen Priest, etc) but you don’t join FLATBED for the long haul, you join to spill bile all over the stage for 15 minutes and get the hell out, leaving behind blown eardrums and stunned faces. There’s new guys on guitar now, they’re called Shrum and Jub. On drums Lindsay (Bash Brothers, Hag Face) is the fourth lady to beat the hell out of the skins for FLATBED. Drug Mom is their sixth release.


NITE AUDIT: The Audiot

02/09/2014

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C40. Packaged in custom envelope + fun bonus sticker for adhering to your math binder. ($7 plus regional shipping)


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Like a mix-tape from the ’90s found in some pre-Guiliani Williamsburg time capsule, Nite Audit‘s The Audiot, is noisey art-rock for the now. Psych-collage, abstracted and distracted vocals and discordant no-wave guitars over dub-informed beats. Add to that smatterings of punk and splatterings of kraut and it’s the kind of of album that assures old codgers like me that the kids are alright.

WHO’S WHO: A mild-mannered night auditor for a New York City hotel by night, by day a hunched-over manchild locked in a windowless room with little more than a microphone and a tiny bed made up of shredded newspaper and wet napkins. Legend has it that one hot summer morning on his walk home from work, N/A came across an abandoned Boss BR-532 Digital Four-Track Recorder laying in a dumpster. Rather than just taking the BR-532 home, N/A had the strongest urge to climb inside that proverbial dumpster, ripping off his suit at once, perverted noises immediately overflowing from his cracked, dry mouth in strangely looped incantations.

When he came to it was dark again. He found himself naked and covered in flies, the remnants of a broken bottle still lodged in his mouth. Embarrassed and confused, he put back on his tattered suit, readying himself for another night on the job. But first, he hesitantly played back what had been recorded. He was like, “Huh. Ok, I guess I can get into this. Kind of going for like a Kim Fowley kinda thing or Ween or something.” But secretly he knew that one day, with enough practice and soul searching, heck he could become the next Lenny Kravitz! The rest, as they say, is history! Other than that, when he has the time N/A raises his two sons, Cooper and Aiden, with his loving wife Alexis in a two-story brownstone in Park Slope.

So, let’s hear it for the night auditor, huh! Just a man with his thoughts, crunching numbers in the dark so you don’t have to.

CALL IT: Art-rock, noise-funk, lo-fi pop, left-field indie
SONIC COUSIN TO: Ween, (early) Beck, Sebadoh/Sentridoh, Sonic/Ciccone Youth, an electro-punk Daniel Johnston, Alan Vega fronting an early DAF, various Jeunesse Cosmique bands, a hermit muttering into a CB radio late at night.


The possible return of No Love

14/02/2014

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Back in 1989 Arachnidiscs Recordings began with demo tapes released on an imprint called No Love Records. Naturally, being a 1990’s label, No Love focused on punk and music that fell under the relevant-at-the-time label of “alternative” rock. In it’s days No Love never released a single vinyl record. Apparently, ten years on that bothered me so much that I looked for a new name for the label as we headed into the new century. Goodbye No Love, hello Arachnidiscs.

Anyway, if you’ve perused the Arachnidiscs  mission statement before, it’s clear there’s a number of genres not suitable to the Arachnidiscs aesthetic. This includes things like punk and alternative, no matter how weird the music is or how weird the people making it might actually be.

Lately, that’s kind of made me sad to say “no” to some pretty interesting projects so I’ve been toying with the idea of reviving the No Love imprint for a few select releases. I wasn’t going to announce it until agreements were nailed down with the bands, but how could I not announce this on Valentine’s Day?

Stay tuned? Maybe…

 

 

 


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