GREAT VALLEY - "Jaws of Evil" C42

Unearthing the long lost 'second album' from GREAT VALLEY, the prog-pop duo of Brattleboro VT. Jaws of Evil is a jungle fantasy lovingly crafted on a cassette 8-track in Peter's bedroom. Lush and tangled pop motifs crackling with wild-thing spirit and nocturnal unease, like a strange chorus of monkeys and toucans in love. Futuristic powerpop grooves and even a few moonlit ballads. With fantastic cover art by Charlie Key. A whole raw world on one cassette.  Edition of 200, $5+shipping.
 

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PETER'S WINDOW - "Peter's Window" C20

Peter is singing through the window to you, six frankly heartwrenching songs of love and fantasy. Shimmering compositions for two guitars and keyboard-bass, lovingly spare and precious with interwoven melodies, like Tom Verlaine getting cheezy in the 80s. In this intriguing debut, Peter's Window flexes the wand of studio magic into a unique slice of pop material. Listen...! C20, edition of 100, $5+shipping.

NALS GORING - "Horse Boys II" C30

 

Before he was Zach Phillips of Blanche Blanche Blanche, before he was Jordan Piper Phillips or Bruce Hart, the diabolical soundsmith NALS GORING called his strength to service of the forge, forging HORSE BOYS II: a mysterious nostalgic collage of keyboard improvisations, geriatric voices, massacred songs, and what else? A real Where's-Waldo of a listening experience. Edition of 50, C30, $5+shipping.

GUERILLA TOSS - "My Real Dad: Live in Nappa"

A slice of purgatory from the slimiest band in Boston! Guerilla Toss is a 5-piece slopmath group serving up two 10-minute scoops of precision freak-out. Electronic drums and a mean synthesizer; a driving bass and a ravaged guitar; Kassie Carlson's heart-squashing she-beast vocals--somehow stacked as by an evil architect, to build an unlikely cathedral out of the ugliest bones. This is a band you have to see to believe. Expect to be hearing a lot more from them in the soon-future, including an LP from everyone's favorite Feeding Tube Records. C21, edition of 200, $5+shipping.

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CHRIS WEISMAN - "Bentonia" C47

Announcing the 16th solo weird pop album from Brattleboro's weird-pop guru Chris Weisman: BENTONIA is Chris's exploration of Skip James's eerie enchanting "Bentonian" tuning. 18 beautiful but disconcerting ballads, stuffed full of the disjointed Mad-Lib-esque metaphors and the biting, outsider's critique-of-everyone-including-himself lyrics you may remember from such C.W. masterpieces as Beatleboro and Fresh Sip. Chris Weisman is the real deal living legend subterranean mover and shaker, teaching the rest of us what pop music can still do. This is one to keep under your pillow. C47, edition of 150, $5+shipping.

SPIKED PUNCH - "Chill Out And Eat a Mango" C30

Somewhere in beach culture stretches a long finger of dirty blonde sand, where an entire day can yawn out unmoving, your nose-skin pale with salt, your eyes white and getting whiter. The purplish odor of baked seaweed spirals with the smells of food in a cart and the buzz of a biplane trailing a holiday greeting in red capitals. Parked between the mentholated lot lizards and the coconut-bra teengirls you meet Austin TX's SPIKED PUNCH in the back of a stationwagon. Their songs are spare and friendly, sung with the sounding-drone of an islander. Heavy with the musk of surf wax, crinkle fries, and the guitar wizards of the Golden Triangle. Discover 7 surf-space-reggae-pop jams to make you feel like driving your woody across the Pacific Ocean to the top of a volcano. C30, ltd. 100, $5+shipping.

SPIKED PUNCH by SPKY TWN

HAPPY JAWBONE - "A Happy Jawbone Family XMas Gift to You, 2011. Vol. 1: Operation Ho! Ho! Ho!" C50

You should have seen the Happy Jawbone Family Band on October 1st, when they pulled every box from their attic and hung colored lights from the ceilings and hid a Santa Claus figurine at the back of every drawer! They pounded their guitars like elves hammering toys together around the clock in order to bring this very special Christmas tape to you! The Jawbones' signature recombination of surrealist jukebox rock, sound collage joy, and radio-comedy playfulness--! Wrapped like a bucket of tinsel in red and green glowsticks. Fits exactly like a glove in your gramamma's stocking sock!! C50, Edition of 75, $5+shipping.

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BLOOD BEACH - "Blood Beach" C23

The debut EP from Portland OR's Blood Beach. Imagine your big brother's garage band rehearsing the score to a horror movie you haven't seen yet. Driving low-end machinations and overdriven guitars, devilishly complimented by Shane's evil drawl and Camella's spooky, ghosts-at-a-party theremin. This tape is sure to get the teenage werewolf howling inside you. Oh yes! Edition of 100, $5+shipping.

BLOOD BEACH - Rick Roll Shop by SPKY TWN

NUDE SUNRISE - "Should Be" C62

4 spacemen on an earth mission: Chicago's Nude Sunrise spins psych-kraut jammers that wrap around the globe and off to the moon. Jeff says:

As D. Boon once put it, “American trash can really ruin a good time,” but it’s just the opposite with Nude Sunrise. Here we have two dudes playing absolutely disgusting-sounding junk guitar juke-joint riffs/wah-wah jah-jah/100% fucked noise solos; a guy described by his own bandmates as “not really a drummer” bashing out lurching, drooling-dumb rhythms on a pretty awful kit; a skinny nerd playing “My Girl” on keyboard bass. Pretty much my favorite new band, Nude Sunrise play classic American trash and it is a really, really good time. The Chicago quartet cut to the chase of rock n’ roll and steal with shameless impunity, ripping off Neil Young lyrics and Motown basslines. The spoils of their thievery are merely templates though: they take the money and run with it as it were, building 6+ minute trash jams on the pilfered property. Everything’s pretty blurry and scuzzy, but it’s high time bands started milking Chrome again, and I’m all for it. Pat Steadman, the Shaggy Doo-looking guitar player, lets his glasses slip all the way down the bridge of his nose and contributes some kool-stoner vocals that really put the whole thing over the top. ... This band makes me feel stoked and gross at the same time.

Edition of 200, $5+shipping.

HAPPY JAWBONE FAMILY BAND - "Return of Hotel Double Tragedy"

Vermont's unstoppable faux-pop Family follows up their amazing Feeding Tube LP Hotel Double Tragedy with this amazing sequel tape! The Return of Hotel Double Tragedy gives you more of what you know you need. Brilliant, bleak, inspired songwriting; deep layers of messy grooviness; tape loop meditations; and actual real rock n roll vibes! 14 songs for soul-searching or for wildfooting or for lucid dreaming, on really shiny gold tapes! Edition of 200, C44, $5+shipping.

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Tell Me Tell Me by SPKY TWN

WISDOM TOOTH - "Baby Neptune"

Lo-fi arena rock anthems for the Neverland generation and dream pop lullabies to put you to sleep for a hundred years, pieced together with piano and guitar and organ and saw and Johnny Wisdom Tooth's inimitable cartoon crooning. All over an eerie bunch of tape-collage elements. (Betty Boop's maniacal laughter at the end of the track "Be Human" will send you into a state of euphoria.) This is Wisdom Tooth's most complete and intricate release to date. You gotta check it out. C42, edition of 99, $5+shipping.

HAPPY JAWBONE FAMILY BAND - "Family Matters"

Brattelboro Vermont's Jawbone Family make the jukebox hits of a forgotten generation, or maybe the jukebox hits of a far-off planet. "Family Matters" is 76 minutes of surrealistic nostalgia-pop embedded in a web of electric noise freakouts like diamonds in a mineshaft. Minimal drums and twanging guitars and driving bass lines somehow come together into kind of miraculously well-crafted pop songs, only to be blown to bits by a sloppy-as-fuck guitar solo or Luke and Francis's atonal wailing. This is punk rock like Indiana Jones would make it, bounced off the moon and received in a tin bowl. edition of 100, C76, $5 + shipping.

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[CD-R reissue out now from SPIRIT OF ORR!]

MOUNTAINHOOD - "Shine Shine"

Northern California's Mountainhood has a long long long discography, and we're psyched about the latest. Shine Shine is sometimes sweet folk songs, sometimes a wild party (like a bunch of horsemen dancing around a stump), and just about always full of plenty of goblin voices. Take it on your roadtrip and get nostalgic about redwoods and the moon. With an 8-page minibook of art by Michael Hilde. edition of 200, C38, $5 + shipping.

Burning Tree by SPKY TWN

PRINCE BEDTIME - "Wildnight Dream Throne"

Happy to announce the first ever Prince Bedtime cassette. Fairy-dust feedback squealing, drum machine looping, wild thing howls and jangly guitars all coming together to make a wizard's pop songs. Music for midnight cruising or lazy potion-brewing or daydreaming about sexy witches. edition of 50, c30, $3 + shipping.

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WISDOM TOOTH - "Pianoskin"

Wisdom Tooth showed up at my house twice last year with a notebook full of songs, and we went down to my basement and hooked a couple of microphones into a faithless cassette deck and he spun his tall tales, about a witch, the Tooth Fairy, Lady Lochness, the Sick Grandfather Clock, and of course Pianoskin himself. Anyone who isn't acquainted with the messy folky poppy lo-fi recordings that John "Wisdom Tooth // Mad Mouth" Andrews is cooking in New Jersey is about to find the part of the world he forgot, under his bed, around the backs of trees, in the corner of the wall behind the piano, et cetera. This is raw crooning for you to sing from your pillow to the moon. Seven songs. C21, ltd. 50, $3 + shipping.

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QUILT - "Quilt"

The first recordings of this strange trio Quilt walk gracefully down the weird line between psychedelia, punk, and drone, with their eerie three-part harmonies, their cavewoman drumming, and their repetitive hypnotic guitar riffs. Quilt maybe sounds like the music the members of Aerosmith might be making ten years after the end of the world, when they are all living in caves, eating raw meat, and pretty much losing their minds. C28, ltd. 100, $5 + shipping.

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THE GREAT VALLEY -"Sophia's Skull / White Gloves"

Like we said earlier, The Great Valley, pretend pop dreamsters, recorded their first, most sincere full-length album during a week in an attic, sleeping during the day and working only at night. A choir of crickets backs up the spooky crooners on every track. Now available as a cassette, as it was originally conceived, with the twin dreams of Diamond Mouse and Big Dipperr lying back against back: Sophia's Skull and White Gloves. Multi-instrumental music for make-believers, with saws, organs, and lyrics about shrunken skulls, little sisters, and creepy gloves. Listen to it on Halloween. C42, $4

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THE GREAT VALLEY - "Under Snow"

Wintertime in the Great Valley, when all the crickets go hibernate, only two men have the magic blood that never freezes. These are Big Dipperr and Diamond Mouse, standing side by side in their snowman suits, walking on frozen ponds, dragging an electric guitar to a snowy summit to wail pretend pop across the land. The six songs on this EP are as delicate as snowflakes, as epic as icicles, and as heavy as the snow on the roof. CDR or C30, $5, ltd. 100

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