The guitar pioneer with his groups the Bunnys and The Blue Jeans: hard surf to groovy 60s instrumentals, fuzz freak-outs to funk rock, from 1966-74.
Feeling, story-telling, ranging music-making by Tara Clerkin, Sunny-Joe Paradisos and Patrick Benjamin from Bristol, where they’ve been collaborating for around a decade.
Thumbs up from The Wire: ‘Drifting from dubby minimalism to smudged acid jazz, Tara’s stark and tuneful voice acts as the vehicle for her concise poetic lyricism. The group coalesce disparate influences into a cohesive sound, reflecting a romantic view of a familiar world.’
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‘An unshackled mind melt of amorphous Berlin School electronics, glistening guitar tones, snatches of disembodied voices and rumblings of percussive melody… an invitation to introspection, turning sky-seeking kosmiche towards a resonant, contemplative core… too busy to be ambient, too zonked to be rock, instead resting on a modern psychedelic perch of its own somewhere in between.’
Exclusively tailored in places, planes, hotel rooms and at home — fifteen bespoke songs and instrumentals from the Hot Chip.
‘If you’ve never encountered Tazartès before, this is an excellent place to start… Immersive, transporting, and deeply arresting music… a unique world of exotic, electro, and acoustic sounds.’
His fourth album — plus the five-parter Whatever Works Singing Wild My Rock, which opens with GT fooling about over the top of a crackly 78, detours into outernational trance, and closes with some hardcore punk.
Improvisatory, personal recordings made on various synthesisers between 1989 and 2017.
‘Amazing music that moves between abstract electronic experiments to melodic, DMT bent sounding, classical contemporary music and futuristic soundtracks from non-existing sci-fi movies you’ll wish you could see. It time-warps you from here to there then freezes the moment… very focused, unpretentious and highly emotive music . A wonderful and dreamy sound garden’ (Tako Reyenga, Music From Memory).
‘Chateauroux is mighty… A proper zoner. Flung on earth’ (John T. Gast).
A symphonic layering of phone-taps by Scanner and TT, aka DJ Sprinkles.
Plus some deep, glitchy Ambient by the label-boss, with piano and harpsichord.