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BROWN ANGEL  Vomitter  CASSETTE   (Lost Tundra Recordings)   3.50
Vomitter IS CURRENTLY UNAVAILABLE FOR ORDER

So far, this is the only release from this vile squad of mutants from the nuked-out side of Pittsburgh; the band might include members of Conelrad and Microwaves, but none of their other affiliations hint at the sonic scum that they create as Brown Angel. This tape features four tracks of fucked up, totally damaged industrial sludge and a cover, the original tracks a mixture of ULTRA low-fi industrial sludge scrape that's completely drenched in feedback and tape hiss, and mutant basement no-wave pummel that sort of comes off as a totally decomposed and washed-out take on the sort of hulking dirges that Swans pioneered. It's not heavy though, because the sound here is so incredibly low-fi, it all comes off intensely murky and hissy. The first track opens it up with the heavily corroded and murky blown-out melodic drone of a re-worked Indian melody, which ends up turning into a rusted rumbling throb by the end, laced with damaged sludge melodies and the aforementioned sheets of tape hiss. The following tracks ("White Flight", "Slugfucker", "Your Life In Heaven") are just as shit-fi and wrecked, if not more so, a grimy mess of growling, slobbering vocals and distant clanking caveman drums, growling bass and dissonant guitar buried under piles of garbage, swarming with howling feedback melodies and a weird omnipresent drone that sounds like it's emanating from some large piece of electrical equipment just out of view; at their most cohesive, this sounds vaguely like hearing some ancient live Swans recordings that were recorded onto an derelict micro cassette, buried in a sewer for a year or two, and then dug back up and dubbed off of a malfunctioning boombox. The tape closes with a mangled cover of Arab on Radar's "#5" that stands out for actually sounding like it was recorded on a piece of 20th century recording equipment, as well as being a punishing skronk-assault that sounds like Godflesh covering the AOR original with Kevin Tomkins delivering a PE style vocal assault over top. Be warned, this is ugly, ugly shit. Limited to 50 copies.