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The first proper compilation of her singular, unguarded, teenage dream pop, from eighties upstate New York. A kind of correspondent of Kate Bush in both composition and performance, on synthesizer and acoustic guitar, and in her otherworldly singing over four octaves, about dreamers, outsiders and lovers.
Inspired by Guy Debord, the detournement of the 1990 album City: Works Of Fiction, assembled twenty-four years later by Hassell, from alternate takes, demos and studio jams, in the same spirit of hip-hop-inspired, dubwise future-funk.
First time on vinyl.
A September 1989 performance at the World Financial Center Winter Garden in New York City, with Brian Eno mixing live.
‘During this period Hassell was inspired by the increasingly innovative production techniques being used in hip-hop, in particular the hyper-collaged sampledelic barrage of the Bomb Squad’s work with Public Enemy, hearing it as a kind of extension of the tape splicing that Teo Macero brought to his work with Miles Davis. He began to incorporate more of this aesthetic into his own music, playing over loops of his own performances and riffing on angular juxtapositions of noise, rhythm and melody.’
First time on vinyl.
‘Very lovely indeed,’ it says in Uncut. ‘For half an hour, fragile pop melodies are drenched in an enveloping haze of guitar fuzz, Liz Harris’ vocals shaped by a heavy reverb aura.’
‘Harris’ low moan is an exquisite performance, her fingers reaching around your heart to exert powerful emotional pressure,’ attests The Wire.
Horse Sacrifice was performed on Danish TV in 1970, as a protest against the Vietnam War.
It hinges on a haunting, fragile song entitled My Dead Horse, with Lene Adler Pedersen accompanied by Bjørn Nørgaard on piano, and HC on violin. This beautiful, sad lullaby is as simple, precious and unusual as anything in Christiansen’s output. Previously unreleased.
Melodic, fragile, enchanting music for the trippy Juliette Greco film, plus rare bits and bobs. ‘Layered, looped vocals, gossamer female voices, plucked strings, white noise wind, brooding treated piano.’
Brothers Evgeny and Mikhail Gavrilov from Novosibirsk in Siberia.
You might remember Mikhail’s excellent cassette, Roots, which came out on Hive Mind in 2022, under the name Misha Sultan.
‘A little bit like a collaboration between Metalheadz and Weather Report, to accompany a seventies cop thriller.’
‘Sublime, ethereal minimalism: the first drawing together of Onogawa’s soundtrack compositions, plotting a decade of music for films by cult filmmaker Gakuryū Ishii.
‘Sequenced into an album by Onogawa himself, this retrospective spans a fertile period of collaboration with Ishii, through soundtracks for three remarkable films — August in the
Water (1995), Labyrinth of Dreams (1997), and Mirrored Mind (2005) — where the cinema is texturally and sensually imbued with the spiritual, ambient, dreamlike quality of Onogawa’s music.
‘The sound Onogawa conjures for these films is elegant and patient, often spare or essential in form, but saturated in a strange and otherworldly, poetic emotion and atmosphere. Boundaries are crossed between New Age and science fiction, passing through blissfulness, melancholy, and paranoia, towards enchantments of mood and colour.
‘It’s notable that the compositions on this album straddle the millennium, with a fitting mix of divine and uncertain themes. New listeners might hear links to Mark Snow’s work for the X-Files and Millennium, or the soundtracks of certain future-facing and future-fearing Japanese anime or cyberpunk.
‘Onogawa’s music adds great depth and tenor to the sensory experience of the films themselves, but it stands just as strongly as a listening experience on its own terms; a virtuosic example of Ambient that changes in hue when turned in the light. Remarkably, like Ishii’s films, Onogawa’s work has never been widely available outside of fervid underground fan posts, usually sourced from extremely limited and private CDs limited to Japan.
‘This retrospective seeks to remedy that, presenting Onogawa as one of the great composers of the last three decades.’
Rough, trippy, live recordings made two years after The Truth. Raw mid-70s psych.