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2024-01-20

WV Noise Sorcery with MAI MAI MAI and SECOND SPECTRE

It's easy to order a record from one of my favorite labels WV Sorcerer Productions. It's incredibly hard though to leave it at just one. So here's my latest package, fully dedicated to music you best listen to as loud as possible.

After P/O Massacre featuring Alex Buess + Merzbow and Fossa Magna these new releases seriously double down on the label becoming a high quality source for brutal but sophisticated Electronic Noise.






SECOND SPECTRE - A Cast Of Memories (Pale Rose vinyl LP) (2020/2023)

Being a cooperative release by WV Sorcerer with Strange Therapy, this badass leveling album by the French Electronic Noise duo Second Spectre had already been released on tape by the latter label three years ago. And it's great that it's back to find new listeners!

Since my repertory of references in this direction is rather overseeable, I'll take the save route to say that the deep drones, booming basses, sharp noises and heavy yet danceable beats should speak to anyone who loves the Electronic works of Kevin Martin aka The Bug and Justin Broadrick, especially under his moniker JK Flesh.

This stuff is harsh and mighty, but not too alienating to instantly enjoy, since Second Spectre bring a great variety into the arrangements of their pieces and dunk the whole album into a beautiful tar of Ambient and almost clerical synth sounds, which gives it an extra level of profound and sometimes even touching depth.

The presentation of the vinyl version is a thing of beauty as we're expecting it. The only little flaw is that twelve inches aren't quite enough to fit "Wisdom" and "Fear God", tracks 8 and 9 on the record, so there are only available as digital bonus on Bandcamp. And you don't want to miss these two bangers!








MAI MAI MAI - Π​​​έ​​​τ​​​ρ​​​α (Petra) (Grey Marble vinyl LP) (2023)

Deeper, noisier, gnarlier and definitely weirder than Second Spectre. But experimental Electronic Industrial artist Mai Mai Mai, who opened the Roadburn warmup night last year, also gives his sample-heavy sound a transcendent touch achieved by a sense of World Music buried somewhere beneath the sprawling chaos.

This album too is a re-release, originally having been a one-sided EP in 2015. The B side of the WV Sorcerer version, which comes with a beautiful upright-format art booklet, is filled with three tracks from other sources, including one I actually already own, as "Anatole" is also featured on a split single with Sly & The Family Drone + Dead Neanderthals from 2018.

Since Mai Mai Mai has been very influental on the idea of what this label could be, WV Sorcerer inroduces "Π​​​έ​​​τ​​​ρ​​​α (Petra)" as being a very personally important release. If the expectations are raised by that - they still turn out to be fully warranted.
This surely isn't always the easiest sound collection to get into and might need a couple of spins for acclimatat, but once you're immersed into it, this sick shit will reward you greatly.






2023-04-27

ROADBURN FESTIVAL 2023 • THE SPARK: Wednesday, April 19th

- Canned Beer, Chlamydia and Digestive Disaster! -


feat. MAI MAI MAI, POISON RUÏN and THE SHITS


Wow. That Wednesday was only eight days ago, but so much has happened since then! I've even already been to another show (King Dude) in Hamburg after the whole festival marathon. Ok, Stephan - take a breather and rewind...

Wednesday. Just like the day before I fell out of bed quite early - indeed early enough to quickly write a review of the Tori Amos show in Hamburg the night before, so I wouldn't have to peel those beautiful memories out of my brain after the overstimulation bombardment that is Roadburn Festival.

Luckily most of my stuff had already been in my car since Tuesday, so there was only a small rest to think of. And of course I forgot the nice little thermal packs for my even nicer new little cool box anyway. I also didn't bring a power bank for my phone, so yeah, for the next trips I will finally create a check list to avoid those annoyances. Congratulations to myself though for bringing two pairs of shorts! This day of arrival really was the only one when those could actually be useful.


My drive from Northern Germany to the Southern Netherlands was sunny, relaxed and full of anticipation. My bungalow twenty minutes north of Tilburg was a strange mix of "wow, I have a whole house to myself!" and "why does the common lavatory has to be just a wafer-thin wall away from my bath room"? Even though there were some other issues, all in all I was satisfied, especially given the circumstance that my initial hotel had canceled my ass out of the blue, so this really was a more than sufficient emergency option. 


Fast forward commuting to Tilburg, getting the festival wristband and entering the 013 for The Spark, the traditional entrance free three-band warm-up show formerly known as Rock'n'Roll Hideout in the Cul de Sac. Boy, that club wouldn't be able to handle the amount of people which were already gathering in front of the Next Stage now! Coming to Tilburg early seems to be a growing trend.






MAI MAI MAI

I hadn't been doing any homework on this night, but I was already at least a little bit familiar with the opener from a split seven inch with Sly & The Family Drone + Dead Neanderthals.

Electronic solo artist Mai Mai Mai entered the stage in an anonymous bee mutant suite and graced the room with buzzing drones, samples, sometimes almost silly melodic snippets and weirdly syncopated rhythmic ideas, all being used as a soundtrack to video projections between the poles of epic nature and its conquest by civilsation. Interesting, very experimental stuff with booming bass passages that made every bone in your body vibrate and redrew the map of your inner organs. Phat!







THE SHITS

Preferring a central front row spot sometimes comes with risks. In case of this show the frequently occurring dangers, namely gobs of spit, flying half-empty beverage cans and ball-sweat-flavoured handshakes all had the the frontman as their epicentre. Luckily I could evade those perils - but even if not, it absolutely would have been my own fault. The band was called The Shits and had a penis in their scribbly band logo after all! So what else would you expect?

Yes, this was definetely punk. Musically though this new band on the roster of Rocket Recordings, who celebrated their 25th anniversary at Roadburn, was rather a super heavy and dirty Crust Sludge affair with a hypnotic Psych edge. Mean antisocial shit(s) for the Gnod / Temple Ov Bbv crowd. I even felt some sweet Saw Throat "Inde$troy" vibes. And there was also some saxophone in it, so yeah, what more do you want? Despite whatever reason the guy had to constantly search for his junk somewhere in the depths of his trousers, this was a mighty steamroller!







POISON RUÏN

Punk the second. Yeah, that's not the usual quota, but these warm-up shows often have been a little different - if you can even say that in regards of a festival as diverse as Roadburn has become.

I have no degree in punkology, so please don't aks me where the alleged "Post" in the Punk of Poison Ruïn was supposed to be! This was all pretty straight forward 1980 (or whatever year is most accurate) for my amateur ears. I mean, I get that these dudes from Philly are seasoned in this stuff, performed it exactly in the required way and got the crowd moving accordingly.
For me however - after two long days and short nights in a row and with the schedule ahead of me - this was just too samey to stay longer than a couple of tunes.




So with two out of three strikes for my taste this was not the best, but still a good warm-up. Could have been improved by just turning the running order on its head I guess. But hey, why nitpick on a freebie, right? Especially since I caught no venereal disease from The Shits.

On a probably more than you want to know about my metabolism note I actually felt rather congested the following days and was relieved when I could finally take a $§&%#* again, before it got worrying.


Reviews of the following, definitely less faecal-centered festival days:

ROADBURN FESTIVAL 2023 • DAY ONE: Thursday, April 20th

- Hold Christmas Sacred! -

ROADBURN FESTIVAL 2023 • DAY TWO: Friday, April 21st

- Redefining Eternity: A Journey Through Timelessness -

ROADBURN FESTIVAL 2023 • DAY THREE: Saturday, April 22nd

- Resources of Suffering, Means of Catharsis -

ROADBURN FESTIVAL 2023 • DAY FOUR: Sunday, April 23rd

- A Constructive Criticism of Jesus and Other Brave Sunday Musings -