TwoThousandFourteen – In Memory Of

Keeping my promise.

Top three:

Last Dominion Lost – Towers of Silence [The Epicurean/Silken Tofu]

Irresistible from first to last note. Pierces and whirls and freezes every single cell in your body. Hypnotizes you, listener, to meet your own life and death in just forty-two minutes, knocking heavily on your own gates of towers of silence. No, you don't. You wish not to open those doors to welcome eternal hail and fire, but you simply || have || no || choice.  So, let go, and welcome the inevitable surrender to the best album of the year 2014.

Further details and reading:

The Epicurean Bandcamp

Noise Receptor



Krank/The Grimsell Path – Verdant Hum [The Epicurean]

Home. Krank was home the moment I opened its door, and there, I met John Murphy for the very first time, stretching leisurely on my cloudy soul. See, I wasn't aware of his glorious, ha ha, past. I began exploring only after I'd realized he was drumming for LDL above, which I was hoping to see one day, and I did, last May, but alas, he was no longer.  As for The Grimsell Path, well it was its backyard alright; for me, that is. Grassy, beautiful, swings n' stuff, but at the back.

Verdant Hum is the only cassette I've ever purchased; unintentionally, and yet. Cassettes are the most wretched of formats. A mistake? I don't think so. True love cannot fail to err.

Shellac – Dude Incredible [Touch and Go]

Listening to Shellac feels like hiking in an arid desert, totally exposed, nowhere to hide, and Dude Incredible is no exception. It uses the same Shellac barren sound to research, contemplate, take notes and comment on society focusing on the individual/s. It projects the conclusions on a closed window, so you cannot avoid looking through, while seeing your own reflection. Nerves stripped, it makes my intellect feel, while denying my heart the singing it usually seeks. The usual Shellac treatment.

In case you prefer concrete to clouds – Steve Albini Breaks Down Shellac's 'Dude Incredible' Track by Track

Best friends:

Best friends are those albums that welcome me home and help me leave all the dull and/or wrong behind me.

Cadaver Eyes – Class Mammal [Heart & Crossbone]

Class mammal was my cruelly soothing mirror. Screaming & scratching, drumming & vibrating, it said Speciesism no more. Conquerors of other-self-destruction, be gone. And I, in two-thousand-fourteen, heard the sweetest lullaby of dawn. I still do.

Jucifer – District Of Dystopia [Nomadic Fortress]

Raw and fierce is the roar. Submit. Glowing and sparkling are the beats of life-core. Rejoice. The queen and king have totally disposed of the red carpet, marble floor and chandeliers, to dance you for real, once and for all. Raw is the glamor and glowing its fangs.

The Original parade as revealed on December 30, 2014 on FB:


Overlooked in real time, but should definitely have been included in my best of twenty fourteen:

Brighter Death Now – With Promises of Death [Tesco Germany]

Hank Wood and the Hammerheads – Stay Home [Toxic State]

Häxxan – Häxxan [Heroic Leisure]

Ausmuteants  Order of Operation [Goner]

The Body – I Shall Die Here [Rvng Intl.]

Khost – Copper Lock Hell [Cold Spring]

Useless Eaters – Bleeding Moon [Castle Face]

In memory of


John Murphy 1959-2015

Photo by Karolina Urbaniak

For further reading, buy Noise Receptor issue no. 4 (I bought mine at Tesco Germany), and/or purchse "All My Sins Rememberd…" from The Epicurean.

מודעות פרסומת

October Second, Fall **revisited

"Dear darkness
Dear darkness
Won't you cover, cover
Me again?
Dear darkness
I've been your friend
For many years
Won't you do this for me?
Dearest darkness
And cover me from the sun…"

Taken from Dear Darkness by PJ Harvey


"For a long time I made up most songs walking around at night, just 'cause I liked walking around at night. And so I saw the moon a lot. It's a really overused image, but there's always ways to use overused images well. To make them new again or at least to try to."

Elliott Smith, as told to M. Bates, 1997. (quoted in New Moon)

I woke up this morning and looked at the crowded pillow beside me: A Heart of Dog, which I've just finished reading and A Pigeon and A Boy that I haven't started yet. An Excellent Italian Greyhound – the special hollow sound and the most accurate drumming ever. A Monkey Son of a Donkey that was Going Down  'till it disappeared (or actually, and unfortunately, disbanded). A New Moon – too painful to talk about; and a White Chalk, which draws a true masterpiece (despite my previous reservations regarding the piano). A Weedeater ?!? with God Luck and Good Speed – the heavy sound the caressing voice and track 4. A great Black Madonna and a Stoner Witch, At the Stake, where Buzzo's at his best. I laid my eyes on those who were Navigating the Bronze – using some unique explosives. And then, I looked up at The Galilean Satellites, which I enjoy so much and made some Special Wishes (though I still strongly believe in Courtesy and Good Will Toward Men). Finally, I pressed the play button – The End of Radio… "Here's a new definition of perfection", I thought.  And then I thought of happiness and of all the words that rhyme with it, and couldn't spell but one.


October Second, Fall was originally published in 2007, on October 2nd (duh).

So, what rang the bell on a mid-summer day? I Declare Nothing. Track six. October 2nd (initially, revisited again).

Tess Parks & Anton Newcombe – I Declare Nothing ['a' Recordings 2015]

Not only for her velvet voice, his delicate guitar decorations on Cocain Cat and so many such subtle surprises along the way, but first and foremost, due to the exquisite walking-hand-in-hand of a very young person who's got that access to knowing things unknown to many, and a man who's recognized it & her.

"I found a piece of paradise and I wanted to spread it all around"

Go for it HERE

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