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NFA 004LP
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"Numbered, limited edition LP with hand-made covers featuring a very detailed stencil of Frank's face. Compiles some of the best of his early cassette and CDr recordings, including the first known versions of songs he later recorded in a proper studio, and which he typically stretches out into 30-minutes or more live. If you haven't seen him before, you really need to. Frank Hurricane, a.k.a. Hurricanes of Love, is an unstoppable force of nature, a crazy hippy griot, and a personified shit-eating grin all stuffed into one large meatball sub. With multiple albums under his belt via Feeding Tube Records we decided the world needed better access to some of his super rare, early cassette recordings -- which were in editions of 50 or fewer-- dating from when he first set out on the road singing and telling stories and spreading hilarious mayhem (we even hand-made the LP covers to match the spirit of the original homemade cassette art.) This is the first in a planned multi-part series of numbered limited editions of early Hurricanes of Love music. While the "freak folk" label is still accurate, some of these recordings sound a lot more traditional than you might expect? songs that usually get drawn out into 30-minute long tall-tale-ragas are here concise 3-minute fingerpicked haikus, like an Appalachian Bert Jansch, or an acid-inspired Jackson C. Frank. While the sound is sometimes a bit rough (Frank used whatever cheap cassette recorders he had) the music shines through, and will make even casual listeners say 'wow. . . who the hell is this guy?'"
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NFA 003LP
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"Green marbled vinyl in limited edition, hand-glued, artisanal LP sleeves. Cut-up, lo-fi electronics. Ambient, drone, modern classical. Foom (no reference to the old Marvel Comics fan club) is a catch-all name for musical projects by Boston's Whitehaus Family peripheral member Chris Lichatz. His solo output dates back to the 1990's, and ranges from the demented blues-based Butthole Surferisms of 1994's Six of My Favorite Turds (Stomachache Records) to the abstract lo-fi electronics of 1998's self-released No Fidelity Audio CD. This new LP ends a 10+ year commercial release hiatus, and showcases his now-honed technique of layering loops from distressed thrift store and dollar-bin vinyl into hypnotic sound collages. 'Years ago I made a full album of layered skipping vinyl, and distributed it for free as a small run CD-R, but there wasn't a reliable way to perform live with the skipping records and get them to do what I wanted, plus it was unwieldy.' And so this set-up was born: one battery operated turntable, a splitter, two looping pedals, and a pile of forgotten easy listening vinyl. 'These pieces are supposed to be like dreams, and that kind of sleepy but disjointed confusing reality you feel when dreaming, where things are familiar but somehow wrong. Pleasant drones lead to angular chaos and coalesce into competing rhythms, only to degenerate, William Basinski-style, into a quiet rumble.' The hand-crafted LP sleeve is wildly divergent from his recent CD-R history, 'I'm not much on self-promotion' he admits. This long-overdue 'proper' packaging for one of Boston's slept-on lo-fi composers is definitely the presentation his music warrants."
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