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T.A.Z.  Communique 1 (Fall 2013)  7" VINYL + CDR   (Annihilvs)   8.50


���� A bizarre anti-record/art object from this shadowy outfit that may or may not have connections to Philly blacknoise beasts T.O.M.B. and death-blues trio Dreadlords. T.A.Z.'s Communique #1 is part luddite manifesto, part noise-loop experiment, comprised of a painted, unplayable 7" "anti-record", a xeroxed, hand-scrawled thirteen page essay, and an hour-long CDR that features twelve tracks of creepy vinyl-record fuckery, random environmental noise and improvised weirdness, all of it housed in a large black zip-lock bag. Taking their name from the acronym for "Temporary Autonomous Zones", there's a number of concepts that are touched on in the manifesto that comes with this, drawing connections between the band's shambling free-improv racket and Luddite philosophies, English occultist Austin Osman Spare, and the anarchist writings of Hakim Bey.

���� Musically, the group embraces anarchic desire through a bizarre mini-orchestra of ancient gramophone record players and acoustic instruments in the creation of mind-expanding noisescapes. The tracks range from hazy, cracked loopscapes created by the sounds of ancient records, to an unearthly din of rattling percussion and junk-noise pummel; blasts of otherworldly improvisation and thunderous trashcan clatter haunted by the ghostly warbling of voices that drift off dusty big band records that are slowly melting off of the sides of rickety phonographs; tracks of eerie, low-fi ghost-folk and droning, atonal blues-murk; krautrocky drum circle jams and acoustic noise experiments strafed with squealing reeds, with all of this taking on an increasingly wrecked, psychedelic feel that starts to border on the nightmarish by the time you get to the end of the album. At times sounding like No Neck Blues Band or a more primitive version of legendary free-improv noisemakers Smegma, this demented clank-ritual feels like something unearthed from beneath the dry, packed dirt floor of an inner-city cellar, the live, low-fi recording giving their ramshackle anti-electrical jams a strange, unearthly vibe.


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