Double album (both discs play at 45rpm with wide, wide grooves) from this NNCK off-shoot who circumvent traditional modes of spontaneous interaction with simultaneous bows of electronics, cymbals, low-level crunch and soft, flapping tonsils. Parts of this have that same illuminated 4am industrial space feel of much of the Vanity back catalogue, while others sound like a Folkways environmental recording documenting a laboratory full of autistic mini-moog obsessives working on slowly scrambling the melodic DNA of Sun Ra's "Love In Outer Space". As the harmonies start to vaguely cohere the effect is beautifully unsettling. Inspired cover art features the duo in the palm of a medieval Satan. Recommended.

Third instalment in this thrilling on-going series from Pat Murano of The No-Neck Blues Band/K-Salvatore/Malkuth with each LP associated with an astrological attribution taken from Decimus Magnus Ausonius (310-395). 2 feels like an extension of the ancient/future ritual appeal of 1, with swathes of electronics moving in mysterious whorls that flatline into dense beams of light before phantom melodies that are somewhere between arcs of classic al strings and devotional kosmische start to rise to the surface. Imagine a heady gothic ritual ala Hermann Nitsch or The Cosmic Couriers but with a deranged High Mass appeal and a cracked post-Whitehouse/Buchenwald atmosphere. Edition of 250 copies in silkscreened sleeves. Massively heavy and highly recommended: can’t get enough of these Decimus sides.

New edition of 300 copies private press LP from Pat Murano of The No-Neck Blues Band, part of a series of 12 LPs visioned as reflections on the zodiacal attributions of Decimus Magnus Ausonious. 3 presents a set of scalding cracked electronics and automating ghost tones that’s somewhere between Conrad Schnitzler and some of the more ritualistic early-80s Industrial experiments. The rhythmic feel is really odd, with thin sheets of high feedback tone shuffling like sandpaper over thundercracks of doomy percussion and fuzz while a celestial almost Sonny Blount-style keyboard solo pilots the whole thing through your third eye. Amazing bleak psychedelia in the classic cold//austere European tradition but cut w/enough wig to make it a trip. Hand-painted sleeves. Recommended. 

New edition of 300 copies private press LP from Pat Murano of The No-Neck Blues Band, part of a series of 12 LPs visioned as reflections on the zodiacal attributions of Decimus Magnus Ausonious. This one is radically different from much of what has come before in the series, with a set of almost baroque synth work that at points comes off like the cosmic solo album that Ayler sideman Call Cobbs never made in the wake of Love Cry, with almost-harpsichord stylings circling around early music motifs while a planetary scale drone drags the whole deal over the event horizon and into an endlessly reflective/fragmentary zone where ghost tone bounce off each other again and again creating a delirious music box/hall of mirrors style that just keeps  on peaking. Wow. Certainly the deepest and most disorientating outing yet from Decimus. Hand-painted sleeves. Dedicated to Rabbi Hiya. Recommended.