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Wolf Eyes and Black Dice – Selftitled (Fusetron) 2001

Posted in Black Dice, noise, Wolf Eyes on August 18, 2007 by noisenoisenoise


I’m always a little skeptical of collaborations. And if you have been burned like me on previous outings let me set your mind at rest. This record fucking rocks.

You just know something is going right when you kinda hear the two separate bands but you kinda don’t. And then you realise that this sounds like an entirely new band and it works and that the egos must have been left at the door. It’s a strange collaboration. The free noise, electronic, sun blissed, psychedelic Black Dice combined with the harsh, evil, bloodloss inducing, skull fuckery of Wolf Eyes. It just shouldn’t fucking work.

The first track on this starts like it should be an out take of Beaches and Canyons and then you start to hear it. No fuck it you start to feel it. Thudding through the earphones. The coming evil squelches through the electronic loop and just when I got comfortable with that the swarm of flies arrive. Its a fucking great start and only get better. Track two starts with a high pitch electronic tone that can only have one purpose and that is to kill brain cells before morphing into a dark ambient chestnut. Is that Santa’s sleighbells I hear under the mix? Nup they’ve gone again. Track 3 starts like a Wolf Eyes harsh noise thing before dirty dancing with the space rock free jam that Black Dice bring to the party. It is just so good. Track 4 is barely there, a mediation in minimalism. A very unnerving meditation in minimalism. The silence expands into Track 5 and again the noise is turned down. Another tremendous ambient track. It is neither Wolf Eyes nor is it not Black Dice. Track 6 could be John Zorn. Track 7 has us back in experimental ambient territory and it is mesmerising and trance inducing.

If only all collaborations could be this good.

Wolf Eyes – Fuck Pete Larsen (Wabana)

Posted in Music, Wolf Eyes on July 7, 2007 by noisenoisenoise


I have a big white box at home which I call “the Special”. Within its confines are my most obnoxious experimental noise CD’s. Mouthus nestles next to Cherry Point, Yellow Swans next to Goslings, Double Leopards next to Dead Machines, Throbbing Gristle next to Aaron Dilloway, Cock E.S.P. next to Dead C. Obviously placing my CD’s in alphabetical order is not my strong point.

Fuck Pete Larsen is a CD reissue of a live Wolf Eyes CDR of a couple of years ago. Except it’s not. Both tracks had to be rerecorded as the original tapes were completely unsalvageable. It contains two tracks. The first clocks in at 28 minutes, the second at 22 minutes. Both are untitled.

Noise to me is a lot like modern art. I’m not sure if it is good but I know what I like. Wolf Eye’s Fuck Pete Larsen is one of those records I like (well at least the first track) but I can’t really explain why I like it. Those who’ve heard Wolf Eyes know what it’s all about, harsh, nay extreme, electronic skull-fuckery, piercing frequencies, droning analog thuds, hypnotic hiss and blast and every now and then some sound-fucked screaming … oh and don’t forget the distortion. On an old blog I described it as recording a road resurfacer at 3 am as it tears through some bitumen whilst the tape recorder is sitting in a bucket of warm sick. Tunes you ask? What do you think.

Those looking for a semblance of a “song” may need to seek out Village Oblivia from their Burned Mind CD. “Mr Boo” tells me it is the sixth most played song on my ipod. Now my ipod is not one of those nancy nano things. It’s a big fucker with 5000 tracks. So to be sixth in that company means that I must really like it. Village Oblivia nearly has form , it definitely has a beat and reminds me of a fellow on fire screaming at the sky whilst the bombs continue to fall. Cheery yet pretty.

Fuck Pete Larson has no form, beat, tune or otherwise. It is a massive slab of free noise, tape loops and all of those bits and pieces I’ve listed above. The first track is a cracker and comes in at nearly 28 minutes. The second, also untitled track, is a gormless thing which is too clever for its own good therefore making it not very good. It starts promisingly enough with a churning analog beat with added hiss before it meanders into a series of recorded false starts. The band can be heard talking over the top of it all. Sure it has a more ambient feel but the listener is being fucked with. By the twelve minute mark we’re back on steady ground. The hiss is back, the menace is back and then all of a sudden they stop the tape again just when the noise reaches that hypnotic harshness I like so much. Fuck it shits me. In it’s defence though, the last five minutes of the track are Wolf Eyes at their best. Sounds fight with each other, an air raid siren wails in the background and the music become a beautiful big slice of squelching chaos.

John Wiese gets this sort of thing right. His sounds never outstay their welcome. He doesn’t force his noise to merge with the incompatible. The man is a true artist. Check out the stuff he records as Sissy Spacek in particular. Even though I’m not too sure whether much of this experimental stuff is any good, I certainly know when I’m being had.

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