August, 2009 (2 items)
- Artist: Mrtyu
- Title: Ornate Shroud
- Format: LP
- Label: Ruralfaune (France)
- Price: $15.00
- Catalog ID: CarbonDist_Rural_sab006
"Hopefully Mrtyu requires little introduction, because the project evades easy description. An odd compound of Vedic imagery, metal misanthropy, and violin agony, this music moves away from any particular fan base in pursuit of its distant, darkened idols. Ornate Shroud is Mrtyu's most potent spawn to date. Hewing closer to song form than previous releases, the album conceals Antony Milton's violent guitar and violin work behind Mrtyu's characteristic murk. Its pieces transition from jagged riffs to eerie ambient scrapes through wooly feedback, approaching the uncanny. Although the year is yet young, 2009 will likely not produce a bleaker aggraga record.
Edition of 350 180 gm. LPs in heavy-stock linen-paper sleeves hand-screened, -cut, and -glued by Reuben Little of 43rd Parallel Press.
Available from Tipped Bowler in the US and Faunasabbatha in France."
- Artist: Russian Tsarlag / Lesson Lesson Lessen Relearn
- Title: split
- Format: 7inch
- Label: West Palm Beotch (USA)
- Price: $4.00
- Catalog ID: CarbonDist_WPBR007
Two longtime and long distance comrades on one piece of wax. Random marble-colored vinyl with full color pro printed covers.
Russian Tsarlag is Providence musician/filmmaker/artist/Kinky Noise Records CEO Carlos Gonzalez. Tsarlag contributes what could be considered the soundtrack to a late-night teenage creep cult pep rally; his most plugged in and power chorded ripper yet. It's the perfect progression from his "Community Death Tube" LP (Night People) and split 12" with Blue Shift (Rare Youth). Kind of reminds me of early Chrome without the tacky electronics.
Lesson Lesson Lessen Relearn is the ongoing project of What's YR Damage?'s Nelson Hallonquist. His side slows things down, way down, with a warped out analog burner. Thick synths, oscillations, finger piano, and the contents of a warbled tape found in a public garbage are utilized, in which two men contemplate a body transcending experience via the metaphysics of sports. Weird shit.