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If a three-hour documentary that follows the quotidian cycles of Catholic monks locked away deep in the Swiss Alps sounds like a bore to you, then please steer clear. Otherwise sit down and sink in. I found this film absolutely entrancing, and worth every minute.

Total heartbreaker. This lost gem (now on DVD) shot in stark black & white, slowly unfolds through a series of vignettes revolving around a small African American family in Watts in the early 70's. It's both a portrait of the desperation of poverty and the struggle for love.
Sublime Frequencies dropped their first ever LPs this year, and both are scorching hot. Group Inerane's scratchy guitar chants are, unless you're dead maybe, a force to make you move. Group Doueh makes the most psyched out phased dripped desert funk I think I've ever heard. And I love that the liner notes end in "Fidelity Be Damned!"
These two re-issues (both originally released on cassette tape in the 80's) set the high water mark for long form drone work this year as far as I'm concerned. Oliveros' recording is epic without being dramatic, and simple without being simplistic, the kind of music I want to hear when I die. The Radigue piece is much denser, gently balancing bell tones and super deep throat waves that all shoot straight for the center of the sun.
Mali just keeps giving up the jams. The backbeat that kicks in on track one of the Tartit record is alone worth the price of this whole disc. Heavy desert mood. Tinariwen center most of their music on crispy, elliptical electric guitar riffs that have been haunting my sleep for months now.
Wow. Third world channeling from a first world noise head. Ragas go neon electric in a smoky den. Or maybe its the inside of Angus MacLise's skull? This is by far my favorite recording from the whole Vibracathedral Orchestra camp.
This is one of those occasions when a group's name really represents what they sound like. Ecstatic, circular waves of bright penetrating sound. The second track really does seem to work some kind of magic and suspends time.
It was a banner year for Young fans, and of all of his releases this year, these three stuck with me the most. Autumn Response is by far his most dizzyingly beautiful album to date. The out of faze multitracked guitar & vocals sounding off like some kind of holographic menagerie. The other two CD-Rs are more stripped down, one vocal & the other Shakuhachi, but no less attractive.
Saw lots of good stuff this year. Gregg Kowalsky's tape chants shows are a like music in 3-D. Grouper swims in a foggy haze. Valet & friends in Portland was cosmic. White Rainbow was too, but with more booty. Ilyas Ahmed channeled some kind of ghost of Neil Young's past, leaving me transfixed. Xela was insane. Starving Weirdos were just down right "what the fuck?". And Metal Rouge were just jaw dropping. Damien Jurado at the Tanned Tin in Spain was revelatory. People were giving standing ovations and crying and shit.


Last January we performed a live soundtrack to F.W. Murnau's Nosferatu, a silent film from 1922 based on Bram Stoker's Dracula. It was part of a double feature that also included Herzog's 1978 re-make. For Herzog, Murnau's film is one of the greatest of all time, and is hugely significant in how he defines himself as a filmmaker. As if that wasn't nerve-racking enough, Herzog ended up being there... jet-lagged, but quick-witted and gracious. Having the chance to perform in front of Herzog to a film he holds in such high regard was more than an honor.

Last year I discovered that Faust had also performed to Murnau's Nosferatu and that it was docucmented on Faust Wakes Nosferatu (1997) but I purposely (and painfully) abstained from it until after our performance at the SFMOMA so as not to have it influence me in any way. Its so f'n good! ...really sparse in some parts and totally blissed out in others. Chains klang and metal gets banged, but space echoes, tape delays, and dirty keyboards will transport you to a place where you'll accidentally stay out too late and melt in the morning sunlight... I listened to it and BBC Sessions + (2001) habitually this year.

Art as life and free noise as political protest / instigator of social change are obviously right up my alley, but I can objectively say that At All Ends is an incredible record. Its definitely Yellow Swans' best full-length to date... and is right up there with Drift Yellow Swans (2006), Copper/Silver with Gray Daturas (2005), and the Axolotl & Gerritt collaboration (re-released this year on Root Strata) as one of their best releases overall. Round slabs of fuzz bounce into each other, then into you, lift you off the ground, shampoo your ears, and leave you floating in space with round fuzzy friends and a warm-all-over feeling.

The Angels of Light have that unique quality of sounding both extremely familiar and like something you've never heard before... and they're just getting better and better with each release. The Angels of Light Sing 'Other People' (2005) was an amazing record, but We Are Him turns it up a notch. The drums are more ballsy. The layered, gorgeously drugged-out backing vocals are more layered, more gorgeous, and more drugged-out. The instrumentation is still basically the same - a tasteful mix of electric and acoustic... but its like demented nursery rhymes, or Elvis on both acid and morphine, or the quirkier Beatles songs (the ones written by Ringo)... either way its all done with an evagelical fervor... so I go right up to the front and say, "Heal me!"
The Olafur Eliasson show currently at the SFMOMA is amazing! There's a wide range of work from the early 90's 'til now, including most of his best. Its up through the 24th of February. If you're in the bay area, you should check it out. Supercool stuff.


I find most of the tracks on In Rainbows underwhelming, but you have to give them props for being at the level they're at and doing shit that's DIY... not just co-opting DIY as an aesthetic (something that irritates me to no end), but actually doing smart, positive, forward-thinking stuff on their own terms.
As f'd up as they are catchy, Deerhoof is totally unique. I listened to Friend Opportunity (2007), Milk Man (2004), and especially Reveille (2002) obsessively for at least a month.

Not usually my kind of thing... but holy shit... its been a long time since I've had to concentrate this hard not to involuntarily air drum in public.
I feel like I must've heard this song when I was a kid, but when I saw it used to geniusly creepy effect in Zodiac earlier this year, I had to know more. Everything made sense when I found out that Jimmy Page, John Bonham, and John Paul Jones all play on it. Its like a slightly more psychedelic, slightly more pop Led Zeppelin (with more subdued vocals).








