Michael Ranta – Transits: Volume 1

16 Nov 11:00 GMT thetrilogytapes.com

16 Nov 11:00 GMT thetrilogytapes.com

“Urine extractor, improv daredevil, and all caps antagonist, Louis Johnstone aka Wanda Group aka A LARGE SHEET OF MUSCLE, invites a rattle around his notorious swede with a set of 26 gonzoid blasts for TTT – RIYL Graham Lambkin, Richie Culver, V/Vm/The Caretaker/Leyland Kirby, Rat Heart.

More often found nowadays on his private label Umbro G, the Huddersfield-based DIY torch carrier/flame thrower speaks his truth across a slew of murky morsels that may be read like leaves in the bottom of teacup or taken as narration to a K-trip or whatever takes your fancy, really. As ever the track titles are as poetically oblique as the sounds they signify, juxtaposing his estuarial Essex accent against efflorescent electronics and withered strings in ’STD UNIVERSE’ and slanging soggy sort of electrodub hiss in ‘OPERA COKE’ or going on like Leyland Kirby’s bastard steplad with the eerie sampledelic slur of ‘AVIATION IS ETERNAL’.

His stuff just falls right off the frayed cuff with an ever admirable directness, variously yowling into a community centre tea dance on ‘ENTERTAINING THE CLOCK THE MIRROR’ like a gadge who stumbled in from the pub next door, or equally able to dial it right down to something like a lullaby for a snoozing bairn in ‘SALVADORIAN SNIPER’. Trust at every turn he draws on and distills lived experience in a way that escapes many more try-hard types, emulsifying sweat and the detritus of the quotidian into a form of culture marbled with the bacterium and clag accreted by a working person.

OK maybe we’re at the risk of fetishising that back-from’t-mines bit, but when taken in context of his practice – turn on mic, lay pipe, chop it off, put it out – when compared to so many others with all the gear and no idea, it’s pretty untouchable on lots of levels. Proper music for gits and those who get scraps on their chips every time.”

Thanks Boomkat!

“A third volume of dimension-strafing collage works by TTT caretaker Will Bankhead in his What We guise, following an utterly entrancing 2nd tape that coloured our summer something lovely.

Offered up with the usual scant info other than “A Guild 88 mixtape”, we’re just gonna assume it’s Bankhead behind the What We handle, which was first used on TTT in 2009, circa its classic Back Lodge (RIP) and Howard Williams’ Japan Blues picks.

Three runs around ears and the peripheries of the imagination with sparkling contemporary classical, folk violins, field recordings, harp twangs, rubbery avant synth-pop and babbling sound art to nose-drip deliquescence on the A-side. The B-side proceeds to embark into a kind of chamber fantasia, elegantly segueing woodwind, harpsichord and oneiric strings in a reliably blissed waft that leads to somewhere much stranger in its final section of bittersweet choral discord and then eastward on a modal tip.

Bravo, once again.”

Thanks Boomkat!

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“Apartment House co-founder and cellist Anton Lukoszevieze surprises with his dreamy four-part electronic excursion for TTT, inspired by a place in Paris and a novel by Claude Simon, and reminding to the label’s Jack Sheen CD via Tim Goss, Laura Cannell and Teresa Winter trips.

Highly regarded as a leading performer and composer of avant garde and new music at the head of Apartment House – who’ve interpreted and worked with everyone from Cornelius Cardew, Julius Eastman and John Cage to Jim O’Rourke – Anton Lukoszevieze takes the cue from TTT to head off on a richly sensuous and psychedelic tangent with ‘Les Jardin de Plantes’ that requires little to no understanding of his background in order to fall under its spell. The often crenellated forms of avant garde experimentalism appear vanquished and allow us into beautifully absorbing swells of syrupy electronics and swaying string drones that, while no doubt derived from his finely taught knowledge and technicality, more simply operate on a more intuitive and hypnagogic level porous to anyone with an open imagination and taste for trippy sound arrangement.

Said by the label to invoke “Memory spaces, a source, a scrying of time”, the album unfolds in four parts within its own microcosm of uncanny tunings and gooey textures that pair the bittersweet with the more saline and perhaps umami flavours in its procession from the wheezing, vaporous 1st thru the deceleration of the 2nd reminding of a supine, stargazing Laura Cannell, into the OOBE-like experience of its 3rd section of swooping subbass and bleeps threaded by a cello almost resembling an organ and reminding to oceanic vast of Teresa Winter’s ‘Drowning By Numbers’, before allowing noise to keep in from the edges on its final, slowest passage into deep space or dredging nether regions of the memory.”

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