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"During their three-year existence in the mid-'80s 'San Francisco's World Of Pooh manifested all kinds of reverent beauty-moves ... interwoven with darker mutterings and visual clews that seemed designed to confound and obfuscate. It wasn't until much later that ... listeners ... would discover how bipolar the band's actual wobble was ... The music of World Of Pooh is some of the definitive American underground pop bastardization created in the latter half of the Twentieth century ... [M]aybe [the vocal and instrumental glisten] isn't quite as pleasant as you'd originally thought. Indeed, their whole gestalt is pretty goddamn twisted..., in such an empathetic and human way that it can't but help draw you in... Because their ending was as rife with public commotion as their birth had been with the private variety, it always seemed highly unlikely that the exquisitely balanced songs ... would ever reappear in graspable form. But time is a universal salve. And we should be glad of it. Because hearing this music, using ears that have been bored stupid by endless gushes of null-minded pap, it is possible, finally, perhaps, to appreciate the indelicate tension and unholy stylistic alliances that made World of Pooh so special..." --Byron Coley
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STAR 028LP
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"Joining Maurizio and Roberto Opalio on their fourth album for Starlight Furniture Co., legendary French-Corsican guitarist and co-founder of Groupe de Recherche et d'Improvisation Musicales brings his noisy lyricism to three long tracks of oddly sensual and animalistic space howl. As their past collaborations attest, My Cat Is An Alien's self-sustaining biosphere is an environment where the surreal dreamscapes of mavericks and eccentrics flourish. Jean-Marc Montera's home-made guitar table, objects, and electronics forge metallic ribbons that twitch between the distant clangs of gigantic spores, while Maurizio (on home-made double-bodied string instrument and effects) and Roberto (on alien-tronics, effects, and modified electronic devices) set worms adrift in a zero-gravity aviary stocked with narcotized satsuma fowl. Roberto adds disorientation to the trio's fog-blurred horizon with wordless vocalizations that could pass for billowing laments hooted by mutant sea mammals with enoki mushrooms growing on their larynxes."
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