august 2009 release ; can’t believe i missed this in the previous round, as in many ways it’s the crystallization of joshua & andrew / beniffer edition’s whole aesthetic / “thing” ::
... a hand-bound, 96-pagebook(printed on heavy card-stock, no less) covering their collage-art, poetry, and assorted constructions presented in a bag with two tapes, offering a side each by dolphins into the future(lieven martens’ new age synth zones), crown now(teenage sound-poetry with a prior tape on jessica rylan’s irfp), man made hill(”pawn-shop electronics” ; but more like the love child of ymo & felix kubin - listen to the sound-sample), and lead sister ii (“a one-man kemialliset ystavat”), along with four double-sided inserts covering the details of each of the musical contributions (see below) ...
the whole thing’s dripping with blind enthusiasm(well, maybe not as much blind as driven) ; by far the most effort-oriented title we’ve have in a while ... highly recommended !!!
beniffer editions press release...
beniffer editions winter anthology - book and 2x cassette
96 pagemonster book featuring the visual smegma of jacob horwood and andrew zukerman and more! contains ayal senior's the last screenplay, an unabridged, unwound stammer through his 340972 film ideas, an instant classic, really... the book includes a 4-way split over 2 cassettes, featuring man made hill(canada), dolphins into the future(belgium), lead sister ii (japan) and crown now(usa) ...
man made hill is all of the jackson 5(even the dead one) channeled through one white-man with his sub-par pawn-shop electronics and extensive knowledge of "avant-aesthetics". this is guilt-free dance music.
dolphins into the future is lieven martens of imvated, or whatever label he's doing right now, a reformed nude-noise ruffian now turned onto the new age by the holographic entities of jung, gurdjieff and watts and trying to replicate the sound a dolphin makes in a napolitaner carton filled with peroxide.
lead sister ii is a one-man kemialliset ystavat forging new directions with a battery of home-made instruments and noise-makers. why this is not a colony of dumpster-diving vegans in the foothills of some 60's parody is a mystery to me.
crown now is a boy and a girl, a dejected duo brought together because they wanted to make the cheerleading squad. this document of their practice the night before and also the reason why they were rejected is the fourth and final side of your patience.
august 2010 release ; brain-flash from the ... being ... of one “loachfillet” ; long an agitator on the bay-area scene (tight w/ the godwaffles folks, headboggle derek, etc...) issued as a 7” single(as with much of the beniffer stuff something i hadn’t seen before ; the credits are screen-printed directly on the record itself, bleeding over the edge of the actual label ; classy) tucked inside a ludicrously cool-looking spongiform-coatedbook with art from the usual susps(horwood, zukerman, andy evil moisture, etc...) ...
yet anothervision(as if one was needed @ this stage) that the toronto cru in question are turning the vital act of “thing-making” into something other ... out-does even the much-loved-around-these-parts “winter anthology” as a thing to put in your personal time-safe ...
beniffer editions press release...
diatric puds and the blobettes "weird watusi" book/7" set
diatric puds is a californian brain trust spearheaded by count loachfillet... with his gaggle of undead musical minions he retools the sternness of electronic music in his own cemetery sensibility, allowing it to cross-breed and co-mingle with a playful haunted house sound effects vibe no doubt reminiscent of the cherished halloweens of your youth. this dish of haunted chop suey features the rutting of some decapitated cat manning a cauldron of devoured souls with fingernail xylophones, a witch with a speech impediment, every album thought to contain subliminal messages played backwards all at once and the sodden graveyard memories of a mangled airplane casualty who died in vain.
this truly scary 7" comes in a 48 pagedeluxe hardcover silkscreened book with art by jacob horwood, andrew zukerman, andy bolus, winston hacking, michael comeau and north mutator.
august 2009 release ; interesting one - a side of plunderphonic(i spotted loops from the doors, nancy sinatra, etc ... ; these are used as backing tracks ala the first blues control record), 60s-leaning tape-traper pop music, then one consisting of a single “ambient” loop-piece ...
comes in a magazine-sleeve with a giant fold-out poster (detailed below) ...
beniffer editions press release...
archaic women "the hit sixties" now availablearchaic women is the nom de plume of toronto's max turnbull aka slim twig. on his debut release under this pseudonym max rehashes deep psych-pop passages of moribund hipster lines into new a kind of post-something rock melange reminiscent of nothing up to this point... what is it? like the carnival-esque soft-shoe monkey-dance sung through florid gums and skinny pants, breath all beleaguered with prescription scotch and thai stick, hypnotized by the pummeling custard of 60's tits... kind of like if slim twig was covering his own songs in a phantasmagoric vacuum of subaqueous reverb and pre-cheesy organ plaque between the bridgework of the all-consuming rock and roll aesthetic.
comes in a 18"x24" double-sided silkscreened poster by andrew zukerman and an insert by jacob horwood which is also silkscreened.
august 2009 release ; ... a stray tree branch, dipped in wet hay, then consumed ... purportedly by either beniffer’s jacob horwood or bennifer’s andrew zukerman ... coollikelot hava ...
chocolate monk press release...
untitled - choc.195 cdr choc.195
this is artist formerly known as charles/charred balls. as you would expect from a gastric female reflex refugee, this thing is all over the place -subdued tape collage, opiate flavoured 'songs', the amazing stuttering hands of a sauced up organist, it's all here bubbling along in one big baffling stew. hell, it could easily be some grubby outtakes from a puzzle punks session. actually it reminds me of something charlie ward (stomach ache ceo) would have once slurped on, now wheres my spoon?
