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Freckle :: S/T

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Blink and you’ll miss another one of Ty Segall’s bands. The LA-psych-rock linchpin fronts an eponymous guitar army, the even louder Fuzz, an ongoing collaboration with Tim Presley, the unhinged Wasted Shirt with the Lightning Bolt’s Brian Chippendale, C.I.A. with his wife Denée and likely another dozen that escape me just now. This one, Freckle, pairs the fuzz king of Topanga Canyon with Corey Madden of Color Green, a cosmic-country slanted psychedelic outfit that might remind you of the Sadies at their most lysergic . . .

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Yatha Sidhra :: A Meditation Mass

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Yatha Sidhra only recorded a single record, but A Meditation Mass is often spoken of in hushed tones as a secret gem in the canon of 1970s krautrock. Its ritualistic sound and Buddhist iconography (not to mention the eye-watering prices it fetches) have turned into something of a holy relic. It may not quite be that, but it is still a stupendous piece of German psychedelia. If you don't know it, we invite you to get initiated . . .

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Ofir Ganon :: Same Air

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Sometimes an instrument is played exactly as it should be played. And for the last 20 years, Ofir Ganon seems to have been building toward the crux of the electric guitar. His Same Air acts as a snapshot of his current trajectory—simultaneously reflective and flourishing . . .

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Sean Thompson’s Weird Ears :: Head In The Sand

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Not unlike many sophomore efforts, Head In The Sand conjures a level of lyrical maturity and focus that differentiates it from its predecessor, almost confidently so. Make no mistake, however: a frantic ripper like "Storm's Comin' Tonight" reminds the listener to embrace the Dead-inspired choogle once again . . .

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44th Move :: The Move

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44th Move infuses London's turntablist scene with a modal jazz edge on "The Move," featuring indie rap lyricist and producer Quelle Chris. Since 2020, the duo has mixed Alfa Mist's club-oriented jazz piano improvisations with Richard Spaven's downtempo, broken beat, and circular rhythms, for what the two have called "R&D"—in the entanglement between R&B and dance music . . .

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Fugazi :: Gainesville, FL 3/16/1990

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1990: the reunification of East and Western Germany, the release of Nelson Mandela, the beginnings of the Gulf War / Desert Storm.

1990: Fugazi drop Repeater with the video posted here taking place a few months before the album’s release.

A band in a room along with people in that room, together. A document of this music from another place, misted over, hallucinatory and mysterious. Vibrating and alive . . .

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Muriel Grossmann :: The Light Of The Mind

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Muriel Grossmann's The Light Of The Mind is almost certainly her most “good time” record to date, with her trademark spiritual jazz blended with no small measure of funky rhythms and transcendental hooks, as she completes a saxophone hat-trick, playing soprano, alto and tenor. The title track alone showcases her prowess and Coltrane study on tenor, as well as her knack for penning a melody so infectious that it lingers in the subconscious mind long after the needle returns home . . .

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The Aquarium Drunkard Show: SIRIUS/XMU (7pm PST, Channel 35)

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No static at all. Via satellite, transmitting from northeast Los Angeles — the Aquarium Drunkard Show on SIRIUS/XMU, channel 35. 7pm California time, Wednesdays.

34.1090° N, 118.2334° W . . .

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Numün :: Opening

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New York's numün never quite fit into the ambient country mold associated with founder Bob Holmes's other group SUSS. The team-up with Joel Mellin and Christopher Romero of Balinese music ensemble Gamelan Dharma Swara meant numün was always going to be about finding the common ground between big sky drift and eastern drone. Their third album Opening positions them somewhere between Bruce Langhorne and Popol Vuh. But it also shows them capable of whipping up a slow-motion psychedelic boogie whenever the mood hits . . .

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Pangaea Deluxe: Live Miles in Japan, 1975 (Mixtape)

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Drifting from spiraling psychedelia into frightening soundscapes and ecstatic funk, the Miles Davis septet built a universe unto itself across its 1975 tour of Japan. This tour-spanning mix gathers some of the choicest cuts and most experimental moments from the unissued tapes . . .

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Name Yourself :: Remembering Marianne Faithfull

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A reflection on the late Marianne Faithfull: What does it mean to simply keep living, making, and getting older? To do that the “right” way? What does it mean for a woman known for being exquisitely beautiful? A woman who was first only allowed one version of being but refused to be held in amber? A woman constantly called a muse while she was collaborating and making her own work . . .

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James Brandon Lewis :: Apple Cores

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On his second album for Anti, tenor saxophonist James Brandon Lewis has a new trio of old hands and a fresh outlook. Celebrating the giants of free jazz via dubby grooves, sticky funk and monstrous hip-hop beats, Apple Cores is a vibrant celebration of tradition dressed as an urgent manifesto of the new. With a keen intellect and an emotional acuity, Lewis imagines a boisterous multiplicity of sounds, eras and even cities that all happen to coexist in the same place, right here, right now . . .

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Seikatsu Kōjyō Iinkai :: S/T (1975)

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Recorded slap bang in the middle of the 1970s is this free US/Japanese free jazz behemoth Seikatsu Kōjyō Iinkai, which translates to 'Lifestyle Improvement Committee' – a jocular reference to the reference to the Marxist discourse doing the rounds among radical students at the time. The record involves the coming together of key figures of the New York (William Parker, Ahmed Abdullah and Rashid Sinan) and Tokyo (Kazutoki "Kappo" Umezu and Yoriyuki Harada) scenes . . .

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Total Blue :: S/T

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The Los Angeles-based trio of Nicky Benedek, Alex Talan, and Anthony Calonico have been making music together in various configurations for well over a decade. Their newest project, the outstanding Total Blue, takes the ingredients of smooth jazz and world fusion--fretless bass, muted horns, piles of synthesizers, global rhythms--and vaporizes them into a shimmering mist. The result is one of the most alluring things to come out of LA's adventurous post-jazz scene . . .

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Bridget Hayden And The Apparitions :: Cold Blows The Rain

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Bridget Hayden made her name in experimental circles, collaborating with woolly, droning out-there ensembles like Vibracathedral Cathedral, Telescopes and Sunburned Hand of the Man. But this Yorkshire artist is also in touch with the deepest of cores, the mournful, elementally simple human resonance of traditional British folk, Appalachian hill music and the blues. This eight song EP reinterprets old songs with fresh heartache, paring them back to the essentials: fiddle, banjo, accordion and Hayden’s clarion soprano . . .

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