back in stock as of
august 18th, 2011
first in stock on
february 12th, 2007
|hp cycle (canada) #hp 279/280/281 lp|
boots / c.c. / snake & remus “box” triple long playing record boxed set
- boots - the change
- boots - city of fear
- boots - pig
- boots - up
- boots - i'm a farm
- boots - new earth
- c.c - the beast
- c.c - everyone goes
- c.c - where there is one
- c.c - no funeral
- c.c - she
- c.c - remeber what you said
- c.c - f.y
- c.c - worn
- c.c - paul's christine is dead
- snake & remus - side one
- snake & remus - side two
|2006 release ; nice, spartan box containing 3 lps, each by a separate artist: boots, c.c., and snake & remus, all contemporary artists working in the fields of private, loner folk & bedroom-psych. it doesn’t get any more mysterious than this, folks ...|
|hp cycle press release...|
|these three lps were originally privately pressed by the artist(s) in minuscule editions sometime in this new century. it appears that very few copies were circulated outside a close circle of acquaintances and it was only by chance/luck that they found their way to us.|
each lp contained no information whatsoever, the only hint was the name stamped on the plain white jacket. clouding matters even further was the fact that each of the three albums bore a different moniker.
musically the lps share a consistent solitary vision, one that treads an inward-looking path that leads to far-reaching psychedelic excursions.
"boots" is a prime example of the range of these albums. side one features five tracks of acoustic guitar and raw vocal accompaniment heavy on the loner vibes. the flip changes directions entirely, offering a wild ride of percussion and electronics.
likewise, "c.c - live at rainbows end" follows a similar course, although the mood is somewhat less solemn (though no less introspective) on the tracks featuring voice and guitar. the counterpoint here is the near side-long track of barely audible field recordings from an unrecognizable location.
"snake & remus - no tape outside" is a continuation of sound and thought. interchangeably piano, electronics and percussion supplement the songwriter, adding a haunting layer to the already subdued mood. the final side contains instrumental passages of processed guitar strum that weave delicate waves.
the lps are presented in a box, its own cryptic coffin perhaps, with individual stamped jackets consistent with the original lps. as it says, "it's just a box man".