back in stock as of
july 31st, 2013
first in stock on
november 8th, 2011
|type (uk) #type 096 lp|
indignant senility “consecration of the whipstain” double long playing record set
- waking extirpation (15:16)
- color absolution (17:12)
- no one (elapsed) (15:45)
- i work for the whip (15:06)
|november 2011 release ; ... 2nd “proper” album from pat “dj yo-yo dieting” maher’s indignant senility, rife with creaking drones & a gorgeously rendered multi-fidelity approach (most sounds were re-broadcast through speakers & re-recorded with microphones ; this approach makes a huge difference in the overall “power” of the music, lending a sort of “all directions at once” claustrophobia that would have been lacking in a direct-board capture of the same approach) ...|
... four lengthy sides (which play at 45rpm, btw) ; each concerned with a different momentum of crackling interference & barely trace-able background ghost-whisper ...
my favorite work of pat’s by a mile ; highly recommended !!!
|“consecration of the whipstain” by indignant senility|
desecrated and haunted offerings from the pacific northwest's most splintered mind.
pat maher’s outsider sounds have emerged in many different forms; the syrup-laced rap remixes of dj yo-yo dieting, the ketamine house of diamond catalog and of course the wheezing industrial ambience of indignant senility. ‘consecration of the whipstain’ is maher’s second widely available album under the indignant senility moniker, and its long-form abstractions place him a step apart from his peers. where ‘plays wagner’ took a selection of thrift store charity records as source material, ‘consecration…’ works with a wider palette and sees maher roughly paste together clattering percussion, wretching environmental sounds, opium drones and much more to emerge with a sound that owes more to iannis xenakis and lustmord than to the contemporary set.
maher’s noise roots have always given him a rougher, more abstract edge than others in the genre, but this album finds his shadowy ambience chiseled into four pitch-perfect explorations of his very particular alternate timeline. recorded through amplifiers and microphones to give the music a chance to ‘breathe’, the fuzzy pictures slowly come to life and offer a shocking amount of depth and variety. at times it sounds like a decaying sound strip from a 30s suspense reel, with all the crackle and flicker you’d expect to come alongside that. maher’s sounds take us into places we might not want to go, but there’s no denying that once you’re there it’s hard to wrench yourself free.