905.50: AUGHRA "PROOF OF DARK MATTER | LIGHT THE LIGHTS" C40 this is the cassette version of aughra's new full length that was released on lp and cd by magic bullet. aughra is the instrumental solo effort of brent eyestone, who makes up half (the chinese half) of big china & little trouble. "proof of dark matter | light the lights" is equal parts of both eerie, creeping horror-movie-inspired isolationist chillers and soaring, feel-good, dynamic melody. the end result is an engrossing foray into a world of instant nostalgia, hautning instrospection, and intangible inspiration from shadowy sources. MP3: peers become prey	edition of 50 gone
	905.49: NPV "COMPOSITION NO.13" C23 live set, recorded late 08 at an ithaca, ny gig with slither, evenings, and american sphinx. dirty reeds done dirt cheap. just pure, murked down, mudded out layers of basement non-jazz crud. MP3: excerpt	edition of 40 gone
	905.48: RAMBUTAN "I SAW YOU RUNNING OUT" C32 eric hardiman of century plants solo effort. lost in the woods gutterjazz/creepdrone, just melting trees and discovering new paths for the creatures. jams will slow down time and have a staring contest with anything that has eyes on it's head, or wherever on the body. as long as it can look, it will feel.	edition of 50 gone
	905.47: BASEMENT LIFE "TYPICAL LIVING" C20 sprawling layers of damp static decay and paper thin walls of white noise muck making bad weather even worse. it's like trying to find a radio station in a snow storm with no radio and zero visibility. a soundtrack to the rest of your life in the basement!	edition of 20 gone
	905.46: WETHER "OPTIONS" C30 neon black vibes from the 905 house band. you could call these stowaways, because they are always stowing away. but when the world is a race to the finish, all the muck will eventually find it's way out. even if it has to seep through the cracks and slide down the walls. what are the other options?	gone
	905.45: DROUGHTER "ROAR MAKER" C30 second 905 offering from heavy psych head honcho kevin mceleney. can't praise this dude enough. ten tracks (ranging from 30 seconds to 6 minutes) of brilliant scum fuckery make up this thirty minute death trip. fierce throat slashers to a relentless degree. rub your face along the sidewalk teeth are going to be missing in the morning. MP3: desire is the fire	gone
	905.44: SWAMP HORSE "MELTED GEM" C20 its hard to imagine a world where time moves so slow that this tape actually makes sense. the lay / rankin duo provide a wave of calmness and bliss that feels a little to weird to be okay. it's like having the common cold, but falling slow motion into a bottomless pit at the same time. kentucky can't be this fucked up, can it?	gone
	905.43: RELENTLESS CORPSE "IS FUCKED" C30 more thick shards of stone and metal f/x labored and layered by the ohio dirt crew relentless corpse. a putrid mixture of narcotic blasts and cold vocals blended in a scumy fucking way. skunk jams, as if goldblum came back for the fly 2.	gone
	905.42: BUDWEISER SPRITE "TRASH ON THE GRASS" C92 rizer pumps out another overdose of ocd constructed feedback and sonic warble specifically for those living outside of shadows. this is as legit as legit mangling can get. crashes and dashes leaving trash on the grasses.	gone
	905.41: SKY LIMOUSINE "IN A WORLD OF DISCOVERY" C30 burke-style time/space warps by means of ultra-mellow guitar fluttering. sky limo always dispenses the out of bounds, soothed intravenous drip that turns everything it touches into bubbles, and a world of discovery is no exception to that rule. a zen comedown much needed in oppressive times.	gone
	905.40: DISGUISES S/T C30 saw these dudes rip it a few years back and was hooked, so i'm stoked to bring a brand new slab of scum from the canadian basement chain gang disguises. full on drums/fungus/synth/murk bottom fed blasters. these dudes blend lumbering waste noise with stoned psych elements like no other. basically a guesstimate at form and an onrush of splurge.	gone
	905.39: KYLIE MINOISE "ABNORMALS ANONYMOUS" C20 a blown speaker rampage from glasgow's lea cummings solo affair kylie minoise. two more bloodthirsty avalanches added to the ever impressive portfolio that cummings has been building up. the sounds here fluctuates from dark and agonizing death rattles to piercing levees of gunk, mixing things up with heavy delay when needed.	gone
	905.38: V/A "BRAINS ON BACKWASH" C92 COMPILATION this hour and a half compilation plays almost like one long brain melter rather than twenty one seperate artists. that means no gaps between tracks. in fact, there is some slight overlay when it was called for to keep the boiling going. all over the noise spectrum jams from cock e.s.p., tonight golden curls, hal mcgee, tusco terror, oubliette, diaphragm, wether, skybirds, to live and shave in l.a., datashock, sky limousine, talibam!, head boggle, suburbia melting, hunting rituals, the lonely procession, reviver, d/a a/d, xiphiidae, slow listener, and andrew kirschner. MP3: reviver MP3: tonight golden curls	edition of 101 gone
	905.37: REVIVER "CRAWLERS SPIT BLACK" C30 parasite drone done lights-out style in a fume tunnel. no ventilation, total mind's eye light show dragging corpses through through the mud. reviver brings the collapse like nobody knows, solid ct solo style. MP3: track 2	gone
	905.36: OSPREYS + WILDE STALLIONS SPLIT C60 these two pennsylvania units bookended a tour i did a couple of years ago and both mesmerized me with some profuse vocal/guitar drone mantras. both of these hypnotist mix up lush and thick styles, blending chants with subway rhythms that cause waves of dust and light to ricochet around the room. this is demon dirg turned up to shred. extra bonus with the stallions covering the subhumans! MP3: ospreys: i know a man in candian skies MP3: wilde stallions: subvert city	gone
	905.35: IS "ROGUE WAVE" C40 illinoizer brian tholl continues his pain-focussed dirt works on rogue wave, a stark c40 with greyscale electronics and massive skull staplers. his sounds through is are like towers that are built up and sent crumbling to the ground, ending with rats scattering through the ruins. utterly bitter.	gone
	905.34: HUNTING RITUALS "JUNKYARD HYMNS" C30 full metal racket from up north. scott johnson dispatches tin can turbulence that is overflowing with absurd junk sounds. it's like nails on a chalkboard waking you up from a shitty dream where you're running away from trolls. what, you don't have that dream all the time? bullshit.	gone
	905.33: NECKHOLD "BLACK BILE" C20 these two aussies played an all day i.n.c. gig a few months back in philly and thrashed the room with some sickly ultra-violent feedback. i think the setup only consisted of a few pedals and contact mics, some of which were hooked up to a skateboard that was repeatedly bashed, and the results were thick and mangled. their ear bleeding harsh noise translate perfect onto tape. best well kept secret out there. MP3: track 2	gone
	905.32: INSEMINOID "PAGAN ANOREXIA" C30 lee stokoe (skullflower/culver) / george proctor (mutant ape) creep collab of the tone dead basement variety. zombie tones that are insomniac from birth just searching for a warm grave. tangled up in the webs is fantasy-esque darkness that oozes an "under the bed / in the closet" macabre feeling. will leave you black in the bloodstream.	gone
	905.31: HOLLOW BONEZ "BLUE BLAZER IRREGULAR" C25 homemade synth stains straight outta the parts unknown zone. hxbx brings the weirdo tone pile-up on full blast with two spacecraft globbers, swirling back and forth from ocean floor to nebula cloud. when you get out of bed in the middle of the night for a glass of water, the last thing you wanna see in the kitchen is an alien, right? this is just a reminder.	gone
	905.30: BLOWN DOORS "DRUG PUNISHMENT" C92 sean and i lived together for a year, and within that time we recorded exactly zero seconds of blown doors material. maybe it was the cramped, suburban townhousery that kept the jams contained, that I don't know. either way, now that we are separated by a few miles the tones are blooming. the latest is this barn burner, a 92 minute cassette loaded from start to finish with heaps of static infused scorchers. recorded direct to tape in two back to back sessions. punishment. mics, electronics, and cell phones.	gone
	905.29: CIRCUIT WOUND "CONSTELLATIONS" C20 i asked jay if he wanted to release a tape on 905 and he said he had a concept piece called constellations that I could check out. he said it was inspired by observing the lights of los angeles at night from the surrounding mountains. i've only been to la a couple of times, and not for a few years now, but I really need to head back west and get the hell up in those midnight mountains. the two ten minute circtuit wound tracks here play to oposite ends of the noise spectrum, but both consistently portray harsh poignancy throughout. lurking withing the light (side a) births a vivid image of scaling said mountains, dirt underneed fingernails. metalic-like feedback that, after 8 minutes, finally gives way to nebula inspired flickers. finally reaching the peak, a beautiful distant flickering tainted by corrosion (side b), is where the light takes over with throbbing gashes that walk the line between ambient and hoarse. so menacing it's like the lights are watching back. MP3: lurking within the lights	gone
	905.28: EXERCISE S/T C30 this tape is an oh so killer follow up to exercise's catholic tape jam, which was given to me this summer in a field in west virginia. i got home, listened to it. listened to it again. and again. never looked back. exercise is slow burning, silicone drones hashed out by the duo of mike pollard (arbor records, treetops) and brett naucke (catholic tapes, druids of huge). analog synth, keyboards and electronics producing the sounds of eating the wrong fruit off of the right tree, purple worm and all. an out-of-body, phantasmagoric, acid trip flashback through sonic space. patterns shift and blend with pure hypnotic logic.	gone
	905.27: MUTANT APE "PRINSESEN" C40 mutant ape is the mask worn by uk heavy head george proctor, who runs the turgid animal label. proctor has been utterly relentless throughout his time, dishing out punishing lessons of grim and severe noise. the attacks hold nothing back here with three solo lurkers and one collaboration with dean glaister (romance). when i started 905 george was one of the first people I asked to be involved. finally, prinsesen is dropping, with hopefully more in the near future!	gone
	905.26: UNEVEN UNIVERSE "SOLAR GRAPES" C30 the dan and holly duo always bring the party when it's time to roll through michigan. either they are exercising crack head ghosts out of the half crypt attic or talking down cops while a solid jason goes to hell / smoke session occurs on a ferndale couch, it's constantly a good time. but the real time to shine comes when they spill battered sax vibes down the walls. i got to see uneven universe batter horns into deep creep mode in a lansing spider hole and was hooked. think tarpit jazz, heavy on tar, light on jazz.	gone
	905.25: WOMEN IN TRAGEDY + DYLAN ETTINGER SPLIT C30 total unearthly takes on calmness and pain. the ettinger side might as well of been recorded in a lost temple. the reverb is threatening and dark. the clockwork percussion is looming. all with opiated vocals and bells. the wit work is a total flip on that, but the tracks still complement each other well. more of a future cruiser. sounds of space that fall into a black hole. good thing they turned on that supercollider. MP3: dylan ettinger: pickups (partial clip)	gone
	905.24: HEAT CONFERENCE + CTEPHIN + A VIBRANT STRUGGLE "DRUIDS" 3-WAY C92 every once in a while things come together in a sort of serendipitous way. take this 3-way for example. i had thirty minutes of heat conference blissfulness that needed a good home, and then out of the blue, ctephin and avs fly in like doves from the dark (with the same amount of material) looking for shelter. just like that all of the pieces fit perfectly. makes you feel good about the universe. everyone involved commits two tracks, one per side, that have some sick druid-like undertones. some sort of ancient, mythical mist trapped in a kaleidoscope bomb shelter. MP3: heat conference: white webs	gone
	905.23: SAM GOLDBERG "CYCLES" C20 my girlfriend works with kids who have special needs, a job which provides her with a plethora of stories that are sometimes heartbreaking and sometimes inspiring. one day she comes home and is telling me about this little girl who (and i swear this is a quote) wont stop touching her brain. apparently the back of her skull never fully developed, or some wacky shit like that, and she tends to jab her digits into the skin like mash potatoes. pretty fucked up, but you gotta wonder what kind of trippy sounds spill out when she hits a sweet spot. i say that to say this... golderb's work on cycles is a mega minimal, high definition brain toucher. heavy use of analog synth intravenous therapy and swelled organ drones that will get us full-skulled fools as close as we can to scratching up some temporal lobe. all the covers are unique, made out of stained glass style film.	gone
	905.22: HEAD BOGGLE "CARILLON DEMO AND AURAL SIDES" C25 late at night you can catch some of the best movies on television. i'm talking about shit made in the 1950's about what the 1980's are gonna be like, or surreal b-movies about santa clause being captured by martians. people are always wearing suits made out of tin foil and using lazer guns with 60 watt light bulbs, straight melting mother fuckers. well side a of this boggle'd mess is highly sync-upable with all of those sci-fi flics. in fact, this tape just may attempt to procreate with your species if you turn it up to loud. the b side is a total flip on the first half's quick synth nuggets. a dead man's zone tribute to morton feldman's "last pieces" done on piano. sort of like a sun's coming up, time to rest serenade. dude knows what he is doing. MP3: braile	gone
	905.21: WETHER + A SNAKE IN THE GARDEN SPLIT C20 head to head harshness from two solo east coasters. this split is kind of like a replay of a show in hartford, ct many moons ago. snake killed the dining room, then wether immediatly brawled the living quarters. if i could remember anything from that night, i would share it here, but it's all pretty much a brain musher. one burner a piece, both 10 minutes of steady pedal pummeling. three different covers. MP3: asitg: as a man thinketh	gone
	905.20: JOSH LAY "ALL OF MY DREAMS ARE DEAD" C25 this is a second edition of a josh lay cassette i released in 2006 on the now defunct no horse shit imprint. only 29 copies were made the first time around, all which disappeared in a flash, so it seemed appropriate to breath new life into this beast. choleric filth from cadaver in drag member josh lay. side a of starts off with some minacious moans accompanied by the sound of rats crawling over single-stringed guitars and gnawing at instrument cables. this is soon done away with by a blowout of obese feedback and contorted shouts. the b side is no less distraught, as josh unlearns everything he doesn't know about music in the most grim of fashions. a tedious build up of clicks and pops covered in pus.	gone
	905.19: MIKE SHIFLET "OPENING ACT" C20 two more doses of shiflet drone, blazing here in the live variety, recorded earlier this year in st louis and cleveland. for those not in attendance, you can acquire mike's sleeperhold synth styleings here and get a second chance to wipe your brain off of your shoulders.	gone
	905.18: ARABIAN BLADE S/T C20 the stay-blazed team up of conneticut's chris donofrio and donovan fazzino get up in them guts with some comatose low blows spread out over twenty minutes. tones get deep in the earth, take a nap in the crust, and are discovered years later when they forget to wake up. bring a blanket and maybe a few coffin nails.	gone
	905.17: CALDERA LAKES S/T C30 new born duo of eva aguila (kevin shields / gang wizard) and brittany gould (married in berdichev) lay down some of the most beautiful / hideous / beautiful again experimental music around. the two create juxtopositions of gently sung vocals with scrapyard convulsions layered overtop of each other with results that are next level hypnotic. covers printed on vellum paper.	gone
	905.16: PILLARS OF HEAVEN "BREEDING MOTHS" C30 light bending, guitar gush from philadelphia peasant magician salvatore giorgi. side a, "the old ways", plays like newton's law of reciprocal actions laid onto magnetic tape. like levitating above overgrown fields until the skies fill with ash and everything is laid baron. side b, "gallows weed", is a (impressively recorded) live track from a house show in 2007. this should prove for once and all that even socially awkward, home-schooled hermits can emit feeling.	gone
	905.15: SANGUINE PISS "NO HORSE SHIT" C20 saw these dudes for the first time as a cohesive unit at a recent wiese / wether gig in philadelphia. i've been seeing mat perform as newton for a minute, and known jared for what seems like a decade. in recent years i've been floored by some one-off collabs he has done with matt franco and skeleton warrior, so i was way interested in finding out what those two dudes plus cohort marc zajack (deep fried tapes) had in store. their setup was fairly minimum... some mixers, pedals, and a couple of guitars tuned to untuned. from second one though the most enormous sounds ruptured through the room. i mean, shit was gigantic. every once in a blue moon you could think to yourself "oh, i think that sound is coming from that", but usually it was just a vulgar mess. asked to do a tape while smoking weed out of an apple in the back of the store, even though i remember there being a pipe earlier. i guess that just fit.	gone
	905.14: MEMES "I WILL CATCH YOU" C30 905's first journey into non-noise band land, "i will catch you" is nine tracks of avant-pop music from leigh valley's memes. a reverb rich, aerial flooding of experimental jams that draw influences from sonic youth, animal collective, the turtles, and amps for christ. a blend of breezes and hurricanes spread out over thirty minutes. post 911 psychedelic.	gone
	905.13: TIME CAPSULE "BUMMER AFTER BUMMER" C20 mysterious sounds from holes in the ground. the faceless, nomadic zoners known as time capsule drip enigmatic drops of lo-fi, opium laced floaters up and down "bummer after bummer". the exact lineup and instruments used are unknown, but something tells me that the electric bass, clearance rack synths, and possibly a didjeredoo or two don't go unused. some serious space out tunes in a limited run with individually hand painted covers.	gone
	905.12: HELM "CHRYSALIS" C30 three solo offerings from half of the birds of delay unit, luke younger. everything comes together in a sort of calming yet virulent way, like rivers of red and black filled with dead birds falling from the sky. chrysalis is sort of like a anodynic end to all things. one quick bite of the apocolypse that makes everything feel good. black on black covers.	edition of 100 gone
	905.11: METHADRONE "FINAL SKULL" 2XC20 methadrone was an early moniker of joe brietenbach, who now grows organic drones under the name of gallows. before he unplugged the laptop, a small amount of output made it's way into the public realm in the form a few splits (w/ yes collapse, dance wounds, and wether) a c20 ("the sun cocaine" on lovers tapes) and a collab 12" w/ wether (forthcoming in snakefork/blue sky writing). these are the remaining tracks that have been collecting virtual dust in some moldy folder. four sides, five shots. oscillating, slightly processed, chloroformed doses that blend mechanical rhythms and natural elements with each other. packaged in clamshell cases.	gone
	905.10: DROUGHTER + GNARLY SHEEN SPLIT C30 two heads of the same beast, breathing fire and shitting smoke. droughter devours minds with a vocal shredding, feedback fucked wall of power that is hope enveloping and overloaded with eruptive hysteria. gnarly sheen changes things up with a dilated dronescape utilizing layers of lethargic currents. two reasons to put the entire ward on suicide watch. MP3: droughter: on the fields of shame (partial clip)	edition of 100 gone
	905.9: TORTURING NURSE + WASTELAND JAZZ UNIT SPLIT C30 a merciless, bi-continental team up of two horribly unyielding units. representing china is torturing nurse in the three piece form of jiadie, youki, and junky. anyone familiar with tn's mangled gerogerigegege meets a meat grinder style knows what they are in for. a non-stop, pounding, fucked up back alley ballad complete with violent as hell screams and amplified vomit. it's gonna get everywhere, i promise. wasteland jazz unit hail from the good old usa (cincinnati, oh if you want to get technical) and somehow manage to pull off the same ferocious carnage while using a saxophone and clarinet? what!? yes! overly abused wind instruments intentionally doing what was never intended. a piercing and harsh masterpiece. MP3: wasteland jazz unit: depth of internal waves (part 1)	edition of 100 gone
	905.8: BLOWN DOORS "BLOWN MIND" C24 delaware dealers of harsh psychedelics third offering to date. blown doors is the duo of mike haley (wether) and local speed liver sean connolly who together deliver three tracks of enough oppressive vocal manipulation to preform a distortion abortion to an entire village of unwanted belly burdens. "blown mind" is a heavy disturbance that omits straight from speaker to gut. low blows covering cold and forbidding chants. totally new (r)age.	edition of 24 gone
	905.7: LEAVENWORTH "RETENTION, REUNION" C20 leavenworth, one of the most under-worshiped noize headz around, has been laying tracks of poison for a couple of years now in virtual secret. hailing from fly over country usa, this dude hovers blankets of paint stripping, bong ripping clamor on top of you until a rush of warmth and awkwardness flows through your veins. utilizing a blend of mixer feedback, pedal tickling, and radio transmissions, leavenworth blazes the room thoroughly.	gone
	905.6: TEETH COLLECTION & PLASMIC FORMATIONS COLLAB C30 former yes, collapsers and current dayton house mates serve up two helpings of zoned-out, reverb packed activity. these are the sounds that come out of the basements you don't go into, or the small town graveyards that are half paved over. organic and unearthly with freights of gelatinous tones and vocal black magic.	gone
	905.5: VESTIGIAL LIMB "LUNG FLUID" C20 true story: the exact second i popped the master for "lung fluid" into my stereo my entire block lost power, which stayed off for just over twelve hours. now maybe the cause was the huge storm raging outside, i don't know, i'm not a scientist. all i'm saying is that i wouldn't be surprised if vestigial limb blacked out the town. ray shinn continues his slow motion menacing with two more tracks of rumbling taunts. both sides keep a similar audio aesthetic, haunting and crackling their way through a grey mess, while keeping separate moods. side a focuses on a total bleak atmosphere. the flip side drools out shards of panning waves and thick static. utterly sick.	gone
	905.4: ALTAR OF FLIES "THE FUNERAL TAPES" C30 originally released as a very private press on swedish imprint ksp, the material on "the funeral tapes" was just far to emphatic to stay hidden. mattias gustafsson, the whiz behind the altar of flies moniker, spends about a half an hour conjuring up narcotic vibes and sickly tantrums that boil down to some truly eerie sermons. everything from the layers of creep synth, the dense beats, even the sporadic moments of silence between stabs of feedback all manage to sound abnormal and perfect at the same time. the final track plays like a john carpenter tune (think escape from new york, not ghost of mars) with moments where you could imagine carpenter is attempting to teach free jazz to martians.	gone
	905.3: WETHER "POST-CAVE MUSIC" C24 the first wether material to arise from the new homestead. side a is one looping burner focusing mainly on a steady cycle of decaying loops. the b side is split up into two feedback laden, rotten drone plagues. everything was recorded straight to tape with no "post-production" taking place.	gone
	905.2: FOSSILS "AIRPORT JOURNALS" C30 the first time i saw fossils i was sitting far to stoned on a piano bench in ontario and they fucking killed it. i like to think that is exactly how they recorded "airport journals" - superfluously blazed on some canadian piano furniture. the boughner / smith / payne trio bring it here with thirty minutes of circuit crunching, mind numbing, limb twitching junk. shit that makes you grind your teeth and then fall over. these are some serious bottom of the ocean sounds. everything was recorded live, straight to tape, making for some raw crawls into the gutter.	gone
	905.1: TUSCO TERROR + WETHER "GIVER" C20 on new years day i made a 400+ mile trek to cleveland, oh in which moods were low, weather was shitty, and i only had one pair of socks and some canvas shoes, which don't do shit to protect your feet in mounds of snow. in a couple of hours snot was pouring out of my face and I felt like dying right where i stood. by midnight or so tusco terror was ripping it and i thought "yeah, this is exactly what should be happening right now". dudes were spilling themselves over a mess of cables and semi-functional equipment. just pure blown out destruction. not sure how long it was before i asked them to do this split, but here it is. kind of like a documentation of falling down, getting up, and stumbling through the haze. disgruntled material from both parties.	edition of 50 gone