A few days ago now I popped in to see the guys at my local independent record store, as I often do when I’m looking to haemorrhage a few beer tokens in exchange for some records that nobody else likes. The usual questions and answers were exchanged. Did they have anything new from Kranky, Miasmah or Erased Tapes..... No, No, and No but there’s a new Ed Sheeran on the way soon. Sarcastic fuckers.
I was about to ogle the rare David Bowie single kept behind the counter again (this store recently relocated from it’s locale underneath a bedsit allegedly once owned by Robert Fripp) when the manager Rob said ‘Here, you like all that drone shite don’t you? We found this.....thing..... out the back a while back. No idea who it is or where it came from, but it turned up sometime after the move. It’s completely fubarred so we can’t sell it. You’re daft enough though. Stick a few quid in the charity box and it’s yours.’ And with that he literally chucks this 12” across the counter like it’s offended him. Feeling frivolous, I took it home and played it.
I also have ‘no idea who it is’ and he wasn’t kidding, it’s entirely fucked and made from vinyl which I can only liken to the cheap plastic tray you find underneath a frozen pizza. But..... it’s also rather glorious.
Take a listen!!!
Anyone place it?
