Quinnth - Blues & Vomit


Artist: Quinnth

WTF album: Blues & Vomit

Country: USA

Timeline: 2011 -

WTF Quality: Cosmic Echoes of Toxic Acid Fluids

Tags: Space, Blues, Psychedelic, Noise, Vomit

Links:
http://www.archive.org/details/Quinnth-bluesAndVomit

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Come Hither My Trolly Lizards and Gaze at the Grift of Grolean Graft Before Thee. We shall Forthwith Journey Beyond the Blues of Vale into the Murky Swamps Beyond and into the Lunar-Sphere. On a Trip We Go, Field and Farrow, Glade of Gronth, Wheel and Barrow, Cleft of Chain, Rizzle Drickets, Plot, Stomp.

Upon yon Hills Betwixt Here and Our End Flock the Brittle Twigs of Kismet and a Lonely One it May be. As the Flame of Sun Crests Down 'neath Our Sunken Trove Set Foot Now Pace and Trail, Our Twindling Hours Brought Cold and Breeze. Come Fiddling Amongst the Blues and Vomit.

Behold The Many Shades! Light Breaches The Void, Quickening to Split the Spectrum of Sky that is Above and also Between. Alast a Clutching of the Gut Contribbles and Grapples the Ills, the Murken-Glomp, the Woe, the Pangs, the Shuddering, the Rot, The Blues. Shiver we Thither we Wind thon Scales our Way will Narrow but Pace Ne'er Haste with Deftness of Toe.

Forsooth and Swig a Shake from here Flask, Filled to Brim with Bad Moonshine. A Pause. A Croon to such Crackling Thornbushes. The Wind Creaks:

* Raeiy-zopp . . Raeiy -zopp *

* Raiy- Zain Siss-Tuss"

* Raeiy-zopp . . Raeiy -zopp *

* Raiy- Zain Siss-Tuss"

Stray Way, Crumbling Remains, Rust, Grain, Splinter, Wood, Shards, Ghost Footprints on Pavement Brittle the Next Stop in Chill Behind the Crackhouse these Three Heart Bleeding Cravens have Spread Filth Plastic Tin Ash Fuel in a Debris. Circle A, Demon Skull, Goat Wing Cross Marked Thorns Skittering Crawling Prints and Stank Full to a Thrave of Carcass Jool, Remnance as Membrants of the Ecstasy Flicked out in Moments' Fury, Hope Bereft along Avalanche of Defeat by Trust Thrust Inner and Down, the Path of Lonely Stalwart, Beleven to the Neglected Crust of Throil.

Piss what Remains of the Gist of the Previous Fix and O'er Graves 'tween Crux and Canyon, Quicken Thru The Pass.

Avast Lay Yer Rest, Lean an Arm Against Truss that Smacks Face. Chase-ed by Flickering Chimeras Gypsy Moths Spray and Wind Gusting from Nostril of Swine Mongrel Five, No Further is there Refuge Alay. Alas No More Within From Which To Summon A Straight-eyed View To Level the Field or Evade Prey. Inescapable Pounding on Temples, Crash Knees to Grip Earth for Drunken Vomit, a Classic Track from the Album of Quinnth. Stand, a Graying Scape, Spectrels Dash yet Skither Wayward Nonce.

The Final, the Circumverate, Reculituary, Pennissimal, Aveximual, Slush, The End of the Line. You're Doomed.

Quinnth Hath Bestowed On Earth Such Grazen Sludges of Psyche-Spew of Aged Mule-Yoghurt Browned and Fermented Beyond the Limits of Palatability to Pass Backwards no such Several Minutes from Whence it Entereth the Sacred System of Tactile Oils and Nerves. Lest it Ne'er Cease to Radioactively Decay, Sever Thee Now to Yon Download Link.
http://www.archive.org/details/Quinnth-bluesAndVomit

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-Jeemobon

The Greg Olsen Experience - Galore in the Place of the Dog

Artist: The Greg Olsen Experience

WTF album: Galore in the Place of the Dog

Country: USA

Timeline: 2008 -

WTF Quality: Ode to dogs full of scatological pop incoherence

Tags: Dogs, funk, jazz, techno, metal, hip hop, country, rock, indie, cut-up, emo, dogs

Links:
http://cllct.com/release/galoreintheplaceofthedog0


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Finally, an album dedicated entirely to dogs!

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Only naturally would this seem such a natural thing. Which begs the question, why are so many of man's crude attempts at song filled with sappy lyrics about women, and so few about his true best friends? With fierce dedication and rigor, dog stands by the side of man, and man enjoys the presence of dog. What is it about them we love so much? What is it about us that inspires their deepest affections and devotion? I don't know myself, but this music says it in so many different ways.

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Drink a beer and relax to this album, dudes. It's full of so many things that don't make sense, intentional mistakes and bizarre mixing choices. So full of over the top juxtapositions and overlappings of different styles of music, mysterious voices uttering sweet nothings about dogs, a plethora of instruments from the world of known music, technical virtuosity, pop hooks and riffs, and arrangements that are either haphazard or carefully crafted to sound maximally random. Lots of dog barking samples too.

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Despite the analog nature of dog's respiratory and central nervous systems, the sound of this album is decidedly digital. Which is of course a choice made by the humans involved here. I often can't tell if the instruments are real or MIDI, but then again, why the hell would a dog ever give a fuck if something was analog or digital, sequenced and overdubbed or live-recorded? Especially when quite possibly all this music just sounds like a wash of static from a dog's ears' perspective. But that is something we will never truly know objectively. Anyhow most likely all the dog cares about is treats and a scratch between the ears now again, maybe a good run in the park and something to chase.

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Celebrate Fido!

I hope you all can enjoy the fun of listening to this music, not knowing where it's going, wondering what it has to do with dogs (oh, so much! probably), and wondering if something is a sample, a digital sequence, or a live band playing. It's easy to listen to cause you don't have to download it, you can just listen from the link above. Or you can download and listen endlessly on your mp3 thingy if you want. Get a dose of jazz funk prog rock dogs hyper glitch cheesy pop techno mish-mash arrangement metal country high-speed woof!

Then remember to roll in the grass, chase a few deer, howl at the moon, whine that you're hungry, beg for scraps, lick your butt, pant heavily, and dig with reckless abandon.

- Jeemobon