|GALERIE PACHE 02.12.2006|
Split Lp 30 cm / 306 copies
(+ 1 test pressing)
(10 copies, vert transparent)
avec Les Potagers Natures (PoNa 36)
(45 rpm / 8min40)
entre 8 et 11 titres sans titre, mais souvent en rapport avec des cordes ou des aiguilles.
mp3 (pas live)
et aussi check out this short video
video hit single
And hey, one more from Stuckometer -- a split LP with a French group called Agripon, on a French label called Galerie Pache. This has gotta be the strongest Stuckometer statement so far. I might be saying that simply because it's on vinyl, but I'm also saying it because they are on fire here, like they're finally going to destroy everything they've ever wanted or needed to destroy, and they only have 5 minutes to do it. It runs about 10 minutes because they destroyed the timekeeper, too, and then they do "Part 2," a 5 minute coda that explores both the celebration and the trepidation of their new-found freedom, because nothing is perfect and freedom is overrated. But seriously, as you know, when a group of noiseniks go into 'full-on' mode as readily as this, it so often just sounds like a monochromatic blur, but there are so many weird pockets in this performance where the instruments alternately complement and contrast each other, and these combinations come and go so rapidly, you could almost swear Anthony Braxton was conducting or something. Or at least that Stuckometer spent a lot of time composing and rehearsing this monster. But I kinda doubt that they did. On the other side, Agripon are an absurd drums and guitar duo that, like Stuckometer, boldly wreck shit at high velocity. (Their side plays at 45 RPM and runs just under 9 minutes.) They also change things up more than you'd think -- there are something like five different tracks on here, some containing riffs (y'know, like compositions), all containing lots of crazed amplifier frequencies, some containing actual momentarily quiet sections, and the whole thing containing actual top-notch musicianship -- the guitarist coaxes all kinds of clicking/popping/rumbling textures out of his or her particular wall of noise, and the drummer is just a classic high-energy post-hardcore bombast-wailer. They are far from the first duo to be playing in this style, but they sound genuinely excited about it, and it's pretty contagious. So good record, 300 pressed.....