Expert, highly entertaining survey of DIY punk in its late-seventies heyday.

Six songs juxtaposing torrents of sliced and processed audio with the warmth of the human voice.
With Norah Jones, Josh Mease, Clare Manchon, Natalie Beridze, Pascal Le Boeuf, and Desmond White. 
‘Answers the question of what a collaboration between Björk and Venetian Snares would sound like, if both were more aware of the drawbacks of both diatonic tedium and ceaseless harmonic wasteland, respectively.’

‘Eight tracks of jagged electronics, heavy basslines, and fractured spoken word collide in a body-jerking soundclash that is both raw and vital.’

Good On Paper enjoyed ‘Baldauf’s crisp, distanced tones accompanied by Roe’s ominous, pulsating programmed bass line and four-to-the-floor whack, coaxing pure pop out of tension and incongruity.’ Electronic Sound Magazine hailed the LP as ‘a blistering, club-forward workout’, with ‘top-drawer, nose-bloodying electronics,’ positioning the Stroud duo as ‘rather like a wonky Tom Tom Club with added grit.’

‘Eleven pieces recorded over the past year, moving between the small town of Alfred in upstate New York, and Beirut; stepping out, as if onto ice, into a new life on a new continent during a time of tragedy, turmoil, and upheaval.
‘Unfamiliar instruments, new materials and new sounds delicately build on Yara’s intimate style, with its backbone of homemade mechanical music boxes and personal archive of family recordings. She explores the peculiar resonance of the metallophone, and delves into her collection of deconstructed toy pianos, guiding her music into ever more surreal territories… dreamlike, fragile, fragmentary, and strangely timeless.’

Fragile, deep, melancholic, enthralling home recordings from Beirut; lost in memories, worry, grief, rapture, love.
Very warmly recommended.

‘Highest recommendation’, Foxy Digitalis; ‘evanescent bliss, an invitation to a safe space both isolated and welcoming’, The Quietus; ‘a sweep of introspective, breath-catching moments of beauty’, Pitchfork. ‘The combination and contrast of highly familiar and highly alien elements give Asmar’s music a quality not quite like anything else I can name. The way she channels found voices into her surreal mix of sounds is particularly striking’
(Byron Coley, The Wire).

Her first two cassette releases remastered and presented in a gatefold sleeve featuring new art-work by Yara herself.

Bagpiping meets Partch DIY and the singing of Pandit Pran Nath, at the grass roots of Fluxus, in an empty swimming pool. Long, slowly building drones, lightly processed, with snatches of melody. Check it out.