one of my favorite instruments...the Zenith Royal 50 transistor radio. along with producing some killer, taser factory noises (whirls and pops and zaps), it also allows me to listen to dodgers games.
i'm not sure if it hates my laptop, or if my laptop hates it, but it's leading to some great fun.
thank you Zenith Royal 50.
Showing posts with label noise. Show all posts
Showing posts with label noise. Show all posts
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Sunday, January 16, 2011
the charred rampz- "hunt the grease" cassette...
alright! something else like new, from like fmsmprc. drawing inspiration from king kobra III, the cherred rumpz bring some hidden noise to the forefront as one of the single heaviest tapes we've yet to throw up. it's a fun listen if your ear likes brutal and _____.
another taser factory aspect is that while a few tapes will make their way to a couple of select shoppe shelves for retail style procurement, the majority are available via TRADE only from fmsmprc. acceptable items for trade include about anything (i know we're asking for with that statement), and definitely NOT limited to audio. little artworks, words, found documents, etc. are totally rad. and i guess if you wanna trade cash, that's cool too...
The Charred Ramps
“Hunt the Grease”
fmsmprc27=cassette
blaring from the western parts, the charred ramps enact a heavy handed noise-core in the guise of back-handed thrash metal. hunt the grease profiles 30 minutes of broken sidewalks, broken wrists, and the smell of urethane in the hot sun.
this recording is available as cassette in selected stores (for sale) and direct from fmsmprc via TRADE (only)! send a recording or art or something and we’ll send tha tape.
fmsmprc
1558 n commonwealth ave
unit 9
Los Angeles, CA 90027
chrrd rmps is:
evol slej + carcar blahblah
take a listen::::
Saturday, December 25, 2010
a ground-ups x-mas...
Mary Christmas told me to tell you...
Ground-Ups began in like 1999, or something like that. Shane and I were really into Ruins around that time, but definitely not up to that kinda like trap-kit blitz or stamina. To make up for it, we like put that influence together with our own art drives, and decided to like both play the drums.
We like talked the whole thing up to Chris Clavin and soon he found a home in g-ups via one of his lost passions, the trumpet (and/or) cornet.
Shawn and I love the trumpet (and/or) cornet, and welcomed the new movement of the ground-up. I don’t know...I think Chris just really liked playing trumpet (and/or) cornet.
The initial material really related to life, if you were on a boat, or worked in a hotel, like Shane and I did at the time.
We had some other stuff, like a floor tom with some trash in it, and some spray paint, and Chris had a bunch of stuff like a dictionary, and we spray-painted that and the cape. We record our first show on a video camera, and that appears in these recordings. Sounds like bad, but good bad too.
The second round includes Shan Egg and I with Leah Yeppi highlighting the vocals, playing banjo, banging keys and effex, and engineering the shit in a strange way. Shane and I came up with “GT Frame You Fucking Suck” on the way to record, when we saw some guy walking down the street either riding or carrying a GT mountain bike frame. One of said, “GT frame you fucking suck.” He heard us. We made it into a tape called: “OH! It Bites Me!”
Part 3 is some live recording a few years later when it was just Eric Weddle and I for the large part, and Shim on and off. Er’s horn action (trumpet and sax) is blasted well thru a cut down ancient quad fender amp.
E.W. and I moved on to record studio type ground sounds with Nhoj Daswon at White Ark. Things, like purpose, never really materialized, so these recordings have since sat, been fondled, and end up here in whatever form available from thy hard drive. There is also a few live tracks recorded by someone in PG Six. I like the way those sound.
I wanted to put together a disc or something and title it “Knights of the Ground Table”. But didn’t. The actual recordings sound great rad, but I went in over the course of time and mixed them around and screwed up a lot of the goodness. And that’s fine.
Ground-ups TNG featured Justin Clifford Rhody on trumpet and Clare Hubbard on saxophone. These could of been, and possibly were the best of times...I think I was drinking too much though. Here’s a few tunes from that, and I know there is more out there, but...
These appear via friends and relatives records as a cassingle, split with Crotch Council.
Shane was back on these tunes, at least some of them, and sometimes I can’t tell if it’s both or not. Regardless, it’s def jcr and Clare.
We’re still doing it...whoever we are.
-jk
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
shane edge - hose adjusting
shane edge. shaun egg, chain leg, shawn love, evil sleg...regardless of the moniker, he has maintained a terrific output of taser factory art for a number of years. definitely multifaceted, he is most often recognized for his work with visual art, sound-making, and bar tending.
mr. edge recently returned to the sunny shores of colorado to escape the incests of the midwest, and recapture his eagle spirit. shawn and i have consistently collaborated together since the land before time, and geographical distance has never really slowed that down. so the future is same as we thought it was.
there are images of shim's paintings available online, but i can't recall where...but that doesn't matter right now. this entry is about these two full length albums, which are now available online.
shan's audio products cant really be summed in the time i wanna spend writing this. simply, it is vocal tape manipulation, free / stream of consciousness composition. his voice knows few bounds, and has many characters built-in, which he decisively calls into action at will. Egge's recordings have garnered both amazing and terrible reviews from the music press and friends alike. i like it. but then again, i also like non-rhythmic noise and phil collins and most things inbetween.
it has always amazed me at how the most universally likable person i have ever known can produce some of the more potentially unlikable sound products you can find in the course of a day. you be tha judge:
shane edge - hose adjuster (fmsmprc24)
shane edge - shine love (fmsmprc11)
both available here: listen!
shane was actually the person who coined the term "taser factory".
mr. edge recently returned to the sunny shores of colorado to escape the incests of the midwest, and recapture his eagle spirit. shawn and i have consistently collaborated together since the land before time, and geographical distance has never really slowed that down. so the future is same as we thought it was.
there are images of shim's paintings available online, but i can't recall where...but that doesn't matter right now. this entry is about these two full length albums, which are now available online.
shan's audio products cant really be summed in the time i wanna spend writing this. simply, it is vocal tape manipulation, free / stream of consciousness composition. his voice knows few bounds, and has many characters built-in, which he decisively calls into action at will. Egge's recordings have garnered both amazing and terrible reviews from the music press and friends alike. i like it. but then again, i also like non-rhythmic noise and phil collins and most things inbetween.
it has always amazed me at how the most universally likable person i have ever known can produce some of the more potentially unlikable sound products you can find in the course of a day. you be tha judge:
shane edge - hose adjuster (fmsmprc24)shane edge - shine love (fmsmprc11)
both available here: listen!
shane was actually the person who coined the term "taser factory".
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
"Lost Cat" by: the kwop organization
the kwop organization is a pre/post puppy vs. dyslexia audio project that crab jackson and i did/do/?. Once upon a time we happened upon this here "lost cat" flyer at our house. we stayed up late drinking that night, and at around 2 in morning crab called the number on the flyer. when he got the (Al's) answering machine, he read back the entire flyer as a message. this was probably received as very frightening. who knows. check out the track!

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