Nate Fitzbutler did a remix to Kanye West’s and Kendrick Lamar’s “No More Parties in LA” called “No More Parties in SD”. He said, "we made this track to try to bring some national buzz to our city that’s always been in the shadow of the LA music scene."

Niko Sitaras from the San Diego based dream rock band Paper Days says, "We just released our new EP 'Fun For Family & Friends'. Our release party is on Feb 19th being hosted at the Irenic (with The Bash Dogs & Splavender). 

Panic Is Perfect is an indie-pop group from San Fran and they are touring in support of their new album, Cellspace, which drops tomorrow on Strange Loop Records. They'll be playing at The Loft @ UCSD on Feb. 12!






We're Chasing the Rats Out! An Interview with Indian Jewelry by Keith Boyd 10.06.06
Indian Jewelry makes the kind of "Wild Rumpus" sounds that the castaway kids do around their bonfire in "The Lord of the Flies". It's equal parts liberating and dangerous. Their new CD, "Invasive Exotics" (Monitor Records) is a strange and hypnotic ride through the subconscious that doesn't only aim at the head, but shakes your body as well. This mutant hybrid of ethno-voodoo, industrial death disco is just the right tonic for these gray times. It's a multi-headed and colorful mix that after repeated listens reveals a literate and political undertone. Indian jewelry is letting their freak flag fly and believe me folks, we're all the better for it! I recently shot a few questions their way via email and this is what they had to say.

1. Is Indian Jewelry's music more solar or lunar? How so?

Erika says solar. I say lunar, but we try in our way to get along.

2. Are you casting spells with this music? If so, what are they directed at?  If not, why?

While at various times various sorts of people have accused us of spellcasting and mesmerism in a lame and transparent attempt to absolve themselves of responsibility for their own bad behavior the fact is that this is not so.  We once tried casting a spell with subliminal messages and calculated frequencies but it backfired.  

3. What are your favorite sounds?

We are partial to panting dogs, low frequencies, heartbeats, and fast-moving trains. We're also amenable to the music made by friends of ours such as jana hunter, the wiggins, rua minx, leslie keffer, a pink cloud, the creeping nobodies, genders, the electric set, psychic ills, wicked poseur, ariel pink, eystek, tusco terror, clipd beaks, as well as a number of others.

4. What is the sexiest sound?

The human voice, whispering to ear-- not asthmatic.

5. What is the one instrument you couldn't do Indian Jewelry without?

An atlas.

6. Give me three reasons to be cheerful.

Longmont Potion Castle, Sacha Baron Cohen, Holy Mountain

7. Any thoughts on Pluto recently being "de-planeted"?

See, science don't know.

8. Where is evil emanating from these days?

Its hard to be glib about this one, but let's try anyway.  Let's ignore US foreign policy advisors and decision makers.  Let's turn a blind eye to big business and crony capitalists like the Halliburton Corporation, Diebold, Disney, Dow, GE, and Monsanto. Forget about the nexus between the arms trade, petroleum concerns, the Christian right, and the apartheid state of Israel .  Get over genetically modified food, the IMF/WTO, latterday red-baiters, homophobes, racists, armchair razorbacks, and theo-nationalists worldwide.  Let's just say that evil is emanating from stupid people and smart people alike. 

9. What's the wildest thing you've ever had go down at a gig?

We are calm people, and our music is calmative to the point of being serene.  However, we once played a set in a gallery in Houston while it was on fire and also in the smoke while the same fire was being extinguished.  People have regularly come to us after shows with bloody hands, blackened eyes, bruised faces, and general damage.  People have tried to decapitate us by throwing cymbals at our necks during shows in New York City and Athens Ohio (we don't exist, ergo we don't die.)  A Dominican street gang forced us to play a show in Brooklyn by holding our friends in the band Inoculist at knifepoint.  A race riot broke out between warring fraternities outside a Halloween show in Kent Ohio.  San Diego is nuts. Houston is nuts. Knoxville people can party.  Ohio is out of hand.

10. What are the greatest books of all time?

We have something of a bias toward occidental Nineteenth and Twentieth Century literature. Nonetheless,  here is a very loose start: The brothers karamazov by fyodor dostoevsky, the recognitions by william gaddis, war and peace by leo tolstoy, the delicate prey by paul bowles, journey to the end of the night by louis ferdinand celine, mother courage and her children by bertolt brecht, 60 stories by donald barthelme, satires by juvenal, cronopios and famas by julio cortazar, labyrinths by jorge luis borges, catch 22 by joseph heller, birds of america by lorrie moore, united states by gore vidal, moby dick by herman melville, the collected stories of flannery o'connor, antipoems by nicanor parra, twilight of the idols by friedrich nietzsche, collected poetry of ts eliot, jabberwocky by lewis carroll, collected poetry of pablo neruda, cathedral by raymond carver, medea by euripedes, white goddess by robert graves, 100 years of solitude by gabriel garcia marquez, invisible cities by italo calvino,  and the canterbury tales by geoffrey chaucer.

Read our review of Indian Jewlery - Invasive Exotics


    Lotushouse MP3 Sampler
    Maquiladora - The Revenge of Becky Royal (New Piano)
    Tenniscoats + Maquiladora - Hours
    High Mountain Tempel - Processional (An Invocation to Thee Angelic Sister)
    Raagnagrok - HJD
    Beggars - Will We Call It Love
    Maquiladora - Termez 1936
    Maquiladora - Song 26
    Buzz or Howl - Sendhe Mortu Chin Rigore
    Earthling Tempel - Celestial Inhabitants of the Sun
    Buzz or Howl - The Sins Of The Flower Are Visited On The Shunned
    Maquiladora - Light of the Rain
    High Mountain Tempel - The Ascended Master (Hang Gliding in Heaven)
    High Mountain Tempel - Fluctuat Nec Mergitur
    High Mountain Tempel - Tempel Walk
    Buzz or Howl - 05 Oct 05
    Buzz or Howl - Sun as the Destroyer of Dreams
    Live version at the Make Room SF 2005
    Maquiladora - In This Life
    Maquiladora - Simply to See You
    Maquiladora with Kawabata Makoto - Nampasen
    Maquiladora Maquiladora - Drunk and Lighting Fires (A Waltz)
    Maquiladora Maquiladora - Ritual of Hearts
    Maquiladora Maquiladora - Ankle
    Maquiladora - Mayday
    Loraine Loraine - Pasqually Old Pasqually

    Beggars - S/T
    by Pierro Scaruffi

    Maquiladora's Eric Nielsen and Bruce McKenzie joined forces with Skygreen Leopards' Glenn Donaldson to form Beggars, whose double-disc Beggars (Lotushouse, 2013) is a tour de force of ecstatic Eastern-influenced freak-folk. Mostly these pieces lean towards the traditional song format, although inevitably deformed by the musicians' pedigrees.

    The ghostly hyper-dilated drones of Ghost Coyote are imbued with quasi-Morricone western-movie guitar twang and even harmonica. The sweet lullaby and the trotting pace of Eureka My Love as well as the romantic honky-tonking Justine (with a refrain a bit reminiscent of Dylan's Blowing in the Wind) hark back to the heydays of country-rock. 2-3-74 Floating evokes the martial laments of the young Neil Young although diluted amid discordant guitar jamming and lulled by waves of funereal vocal harmonies. Berserker's Boogie is a lively and poppy almost-bluegrass tune. They even intone the singalong Queen Anne's Lace with drums, banjo and all.

    Thankfully, the spaced-out yodeling of Lullaby de Bourbon (memories of Aoxomoxoa-era Grateful Dead), the free-form quasi-jazz guitar and vocal interplay of Will We Call It Love, the seven-minute dreaming psalm Big Pink Sun and its sublimely disintegrating coda, remind us of what Maquiladora are best at. The 23-minute Midget Decapitates Clownis an ambitious concerto for suspense and agony. Far from being just a droning piece, it piles up sonic event after sonic event, producing the trancey effect out of a multitude of traumatic sounds. The chirping and tweeting that accumulates half-way into the piece decays into a nervous organic filigree and dies away in the most cryptic manner; one of the high points of Maquiladora's career.

    Earthling Tempel - Pilgrimage To Thunderbolt Pagoda
    by Aquarius Records

    Not sure if this is part 4, or just the first in a new multi part epic, hardly matters, what does matter is, this is another glorious expansive collection of meditative psychedelic abstract dronefolk ambience. Every High Mountain Tempel disc we're reviewed thus far has gotten played to death here, and this one doesn't appear to be any different. Well, at least in that respect. In one distinct way it is very different, HMT are not going it alone this time. They've assembled a pretty impressive collection of sonic alchemists and musical conjurers to help with this ritual, Isis Aquarian from the Source Family, Charles Curtis from La Monte Young's Just Alap Raga Ensemble, and two crews from the UK we've never heard of, Earthling Society and Astarism, but even with all those cooks in the kitchen, HMT and friends have managed to weave another dark minimal masterpiece, all hushed barely there guitar shimmer, drifting whispered vocals, delicate crystalline melodies, dense swirls of piano, warm swells of tape hiss, mysterious voices and field recordings, whirring organ, bowed steel strings... so lovely.

    If the liner notes are to be believed, two of the tracks feature Earthling Society on their own, and those tracks do sound different, much less free and sprawling, a bit more structured, like seventies UK acid folk, swirling and melodic and quite lovely. The final two tracks find the two groups in full on collaborative mode, and the gears shift to something much more space rocky and Hawkwindy, all blissed out and heart-of-the-sun, until the final track which is a strummy, delicate, moody chill out closer, a sort of dour doom folk drift, that makes a perfect ending.

    Super nice packaging, silkscreened oversized 4 panel sleeve, white on black, with the cd-r affixed to the inside. And of course, SUPER LIMITED!

    High Mountain Tempel - The Glass Bead Game by Aquarius Records

    Part three in the ongoing series of limited cd-r explorations from mysterious drone combo High Mountain Tempel, and like the two before it, the band continue to delve into some murky sonic underworld, again presenting loooong songs, each separated by brief sonic interludes, this disc seems feature more actual vocals, the opening track features a processed voice, that sounds a bit like throat singing, or a Speak And Spell, intoning some arcane message, interwoven with long drawn out tones, and a thick ropy buzz, super dark and intense and atmospheric. Elsewhere sampled voices surface, there are bits of chanting here and there, all peppered throughout the disc. But even with the extra voices, the focus here is still on dark, lugubrious, extended dronescapes.

    The sound of High Mountain Tempel is probably closest to Expo '70, as their various permutations of dronemusic seem to have a definite krautrock vibe, that gives the sound a sort of spaced out quality, and a subtle propulsion, but unlike Expo '70, HMT seem to have a distinct Eastern influence, much of the music is meditative and subtly dramatic, a bit soundtracky, and some of it sounds like it could be Japanese. Especially the way field recordings are incorporated into the sounds. Giving everything a definite texture, some of it sounding like it was perhaps recorded live in some hilltop temple. Which we would imagine is the idea.

    Not sure what else to say actually. This is indeed fantastic, brooding and malefic, but also shimmery and dreamy, sonically it has much in common with the first two installments, so definitely check out those reviews to read more about their 'sound'.

    Needless to say, fans of the drone and folks into the current crop of cd-r soundscapers will for sure dig this, but like the other HMT discs, this is more than simple drone music, this is ritualistic alchemical soundwork, one can almost imagine stumbling across a group of cloaked figures huddled around a fire in a forest clearing, tossing various powders into the flames, causing the fire to change color and cast beastlike shadows on the branches above, and this is the sound filtering through the forest like a black moonlit fog...
    SUPER LIMITED of course, packaged beautifully in a foldover silkscreened sleeve, gold metallic on red on the outside, black on red on the inside.

    High Mountain Tempel - A Screaming Comes Across The Sky - The Faultline Scriptures
    by Aquarius Records

    Record number two from this mysterious drone-kraut styled duo. Their last disc was a huge hit around here, so we were pretty thrilled to get our hands on this one, a logical sonic extension of the first, delving deeper into some murky tripped out twilit soundworld.
    The disc opens with shimmering clouds of gongs and cymbals, whirring and sizzling, suspended over a deep distant rumble, a delicate intro to a record at once hypnotic and lovely, dark and dense.

    The record is arranged into three epic tracks, interspersed with short sonic interludes, ranging from field recordings of crickets, looped chants (Elizabeth Clare Prophet if we're not mistaken), spirituals and mysterious liturgical songs, whirring drones, and backwards percussion, but it's the long tracks where the duo get to spread out, let their dense soundscapes sprawl.

    The three long tracks sounds like movements of a greater whole, clocking in at 15 minutes, 11 minutes and nearly 17 minutes respectively, each rife with creepy delayed vocals, churning guitars and smeared chords, roiling muddy whirls, which often dissipate leaving streaks of fragmented melody and haunting slowed down voices. Buried amidst the drones and whirs, are lullaby-like melodies, skittery percussion, streaks of grinding distortion, hidden voices, more field recordings, thick swaths of cavernous rumbles, little bits of electronic glitch and lots and lots of low end buzz.

    Packaged in a fancy navy blue fold over sleeve, screenprinted in white ink, with a photocopied insert with liner notes and song credits.

    LIMITED TO 150 COPIES! Each one hand numbered.


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