Tabs Out | Genital Shame – Lion Piss + Arm Vulnerability

Genital Shame – Lion Piss + Arm Vulnerability

3.6.23 by Matty McPherson

There was a point before my decent headphones broke and the holidays happened and it was suddenly the middle of February. It was a sunsoaked November day before Thanksgiving and I had to leave the house; I needed a book I had spotted a week earlier in Berkeley that I knew was only a bus trip away. I had been on something of a Scarcity kick around that time, with a burgeoning interest in Aveilut’s symphonic characteristics that often pushed the music out of black metal and into straight gothic industrial noise scowling. There was a thought line and even immense nods to downtown music that I was inkling with more than approaching it from straight black metal tropes. It reinforced a personal belief that the fidelity and speed of the tape are second to the pure underlying riffage and unique displays of intensely carnal visions. That is when I mend with black metal in the present.

I was a bit dazed I’ll admit, especially when I had finally taken a dive into Genital Shame’s Lion Piss + Arm Vulnerability cassingle/EP type beat. When I heard it back then I was gripped by the ambience, a different intensity outside of immediate black metal sound aesthetics that gave me something to grip on to. For, West Virginian Erin Dawson and her C15 is a concise, deft batch of homespun cuts that display a sound palette that is not so much as going full into black metal, but seeing it in a larger tapestry that connects to varying intensities of Dawson’s own endeavors in her life. To make this music is a personal project and approach it from this manner can be seen as a critique, but that can often miss reveling in the noise of a singular entity so esteemed and precise and Dawson.

Her sound is still perhaps assuming an evolved form beyond what we have been left with today. This is not appalachian folk-tinged black metal, nor symphonic black metal, nor blackened pop metal; Dawson’s 3 cuts err closer to though to the revolutionary “last flag standing” apocalypse worlds of Constellation Records. The emphasis on acoustic guitar (specifically during the final cut) put it more towards Mt. Silver Zion’s somber soundscapes, with tingles of the raw catharsis that has always defined Efrim. However, both Gnostienne and Ego non sum trust-fund puer recall the work of the sorely missed Lungbuter–not exactly a metal outfit mind you, but an absolute wonder trio when it came to fuzz. And across those swift blast beats and moments of jagged droned out ambience, there’s a lotta fuzz on the hi-fi. And yet, these 3 cuts all retains a carnal, jagged vision that also entices and invites comparison towards code-breakers (Liturgy), agnostics (Sprain), and revolutionary spirits (Agriculture) without playing to black metal trope adherently. Needless to say, it fits well with that weird lineup of Flenser tapes I’ve started to amass, and is quite pretty as the newest Pink Tape in the collection.

The tape sat in a holding cell without much of a second consideration of when to revisit or WHY NOT revisit it daily. I’ve re-opened the tape for the first time in a few moths and I’m still entranced by it’s simplicity. More than a mere proof of concept, Genital Shame’s “Lion Piss + Arm Vulnerability” is a staunchly gripping introduction to Dawson’s work. From its snarled swagger to acoustic vulnerability, whatever she’s cooking with down the line is to be of consideration.

Limited Tape Available at the Genital Shame Bandcamp Page

Tabs Out | Episode #186

Episode #186

2.24.23

hyphyskazerbox – Manic In Your House (Suite 309)
Mid-Air! – MP3 From Space (100% Bootleg Cassette Tape Company)
L0-Tek Larry – 500 Beats (100% Bootleg Cassette Tape Company)
Cocaine Apartments – s/t (Moon Myst Music)
Erang – Prisonnier du rêve (Dungeons Deep)
Sungod – Starscape (Crash Symbols)
Skin Prisoner – Separation (Soft Antagonism)
German Army – Already in Existence (Phormix)
Nick Stevens – Catching Falling Knives (GALTTA)
Midnight Minds – Angsty Bodies (Tone Deaf Tapes)
N. Hertzberg – Jazz Hands (Personal Archives)
Mustat Kalsarit – Yö (Cudighi Records)
Snitz – Tales of the Rat 1 (Strange Mono)
V/A – Another Minute C1 Compilation (Breathmint)

Tabs Out | Dane Law – Blue Forty-Six

Dane Law – Blue Forty-Six

2.17.23 by Ryan Masteller

I’m kind of a goofball. I know, I know, that probably comes as a surprise to most of you reading this. But seriously, I like to have fun sometimes, I like to take trips, vacations, all that good stuff. But if you think I’m the kind to pack swimsuits and boogie boards and beach chairs and volleyballs into the old family vehicle and head on down the shore for week of fun in the sun, you’re sadly, possibly fatally if you’re not careful, mistaken. You see, I’m the kind of fellow who prefers the colder climes, especially in the offseason – the remoter the region, the better. I’m all about bundling up and experiencing the sheer environment, the terrain, the place. I want to FEEL where I am, and by that I don’t mean the sun beating down on some crowded Jersey oceanside tourist trap in July. I want to breathe it in, become one with it. Gimme Alaska, or, heck, gimme ANTARCTICA for cryin’ out loud LOL – that’s where I want to go.

I think Dane Law has a hankering for Earth’s southernmost continent as well, and his sparse arrangements – sampled and processed acoustic guitar – complement the loneliness of outpost life in the few livable spots to be found there. There’s McMurdo Station overlooking McMurdo Sound, an inlet that’s apparently the southernmost navigable waterway in the world. Just don’t try to traverse it in the wintertime! (Seriously, it freezes, and winter in Antarctica is in June, July, and August, so don’t be fooled into thinking it’s warm down there.) There’s Mount Hope, part of Eternity Range on the Antarctic Peninsula. There are ice shelves and frozen wastes. Shackleton and Mackintosh and the other explorer folk would recognize the references in all these song titles! They’d probably feel a sense of deep emotion and nostalgia too (or maybe trauma – those early expeditions were tough ones).

The minimal accompaniment is beautiful in its composition, but you’ll never believe how Dane Law got there! He recorded individual notes from an acoustic guitar and then sampled them on a computer, and from these he composed gentle, spindly sculptures that freeze rigid in the unending wind blowing off the Antarctic ocean. These intricate, crystalline sound structures are as delicate as they are resonant, and they sparkle in the cold sun as if they’re infinitely fresh and sonorant. Breathing while listening fills my lungs with ice, and the cloud formations of my breath plume into my heated suburban home as if physics were a mere suggestion. I am out there, goggles down, hood up, ready for anything. Vacation, owned!

Well yeah, this is a pro-dubbed C40 in maltese cross-style packaging with all-over onbody printing. What the hell else would it be? Out now on Blue Tapes!