MAN MAN.Coyote. AS*US.
Posted in AS*US, coyote, little brothers, MAN MAN on April 8, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesGris Gris. The United Snakes. Classical Ass.
Posted in cafe bourbon street, Classical Ass, Gris Gris, taco ninja, The United Snakes on April 8, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesexecutive suites.
Posted in noise rock, punk, sub-bootleg, tape manipulation on March 3, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakes
recorded in S.E.PDX. 2003
by Kota Kakutani
(who also played drums).
Highben*everything else.
” and i feel as tho i’ve done some thing wrong
could it be i who has offended someone
i see you there with your practical structure stand true
yet i don’t know what to do
with your double standard constitution
american dream. executive suites.
sunday morning here in our church with all hands on alert.
and i feel as tho i’ve done something wrong
could it be our revolution has offended someone
want. wish. like. desire. expect.
kiss. lower. dance. bullet.
double standard constitution
american dream. executive suites.
sunday morning here in our church
with all hands on alert.”
"Devils, Drugs, or Doctors…"
Posted in dub, noise rock, punk, sub-bootleg, tape manipulation on March 3, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesMatBisaro*drum
Adam Fleischer*guitar.transistors.
Davey Highben*guitar.voice.
Fred Pfening*bass
Tom Derwint*guitar.casio.
recorded live at Cafe Bourbon Street. 2008.
“i fill my head with so many words
and i use my mouth to kick them back out
choke on all the ideas i dream about
devils, drugs, or doctors
who do i sell my soul to
devils, drugs, or doctors
who are you going to run to
i’m juggling knives to stay alive
stick eden’s fork in my eyes
devils, drugs, or doctors
who do i sell my soul to
devils, drugs, or doctors
who am i going to run to?”
childish freaks. (self titled)
Posted in freak folk, punk, sub-bootleg on February 24, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesrecorded by Highben,
at home.
February 2010.
1. ghost stories of yr.old maids.**
2. i’ve been mad for quite some time now.****
**
“they don’t take the time to explain
all those riddles and rhymes
that they’ve dis-placed today
but i hope you find your way
through all those mysteries still left unknown
there will never be anywhere that i can call home
society has won.
and looking down i miss all that is new
i’m setting sail on my confusion trail
thorn. door. screens.
slips over blue jeans.
so i’ll pack my bags and i’ll say goodbye
but i won’t turn around and you won’t see me cry
that’s a different page with tragedy and rage
and ghost stories of yr.old maids.”
****
“actions misplaced and during this race
i’ve realized too late, where do we go from here
these directions are unclear and the presentation,
it’s aimed directly towards me…
but i still can’t see anything
i scream inside yet i’m quiet all the while
and i sit around all day
and watch my dreams fly away…
i sit around all day and watch my dreams fly away
but i don’t seem to care
at least not enough to do a single thing about right now.”
her European travels, my mid-western home.
Posted in acid folk, lo-fi, tape manipulation, technical difficulties on February 17, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesHAIR POLICE / VILE GASH / DPI / GINGER FETUS – 1/20 – SKYLAB
Posted in 2010, DPI, GINGER FETUS, HAIR POLICE, SKYLAB, VILE GASH on February 16, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesgoing to uranus
Posted in freak folk, lo-fi, psychedelic, punk, sub-bootleg on February 16, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesHeavens to Betsy.
Posted in lo-fi, noise rock, noise-pop, psychedelic, sub-bootleg on February 9, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesMike McKeegan*guitar.steel slide.
Dan Stanley*drum
Davey Highben*guitar.voice.saxaphone.
Chris Kaser*bass
recorded on the crap track
at the magnetic planet.
1996/97.
“listen carefully and silently you’ll see
it still all seems a bit petty to me
i’ve seen you go down down too far
blew my mind as you blew
through my heart
and i’m not sure where this all starts
or exactly where it’s going to end
what kind of friend did you want me to be
i’m so blind the only thing left
possibly is to see(sing)
heavens to betsy, i’ll give them to you
and heavens to betsy, i’m nobody’s fool
(HA!)”
here’s what Wumme said:
“…they’d sit on stage constantly wronging the world around them. Anyone who had the pleasure/brain damage getting close and intimate at those turn-of-the-century Bernie’s soirees might know what I’m talking about – rarely in tune, forcibly out of tune, in continual catch-up with their own rhythms, missing strings, rambling fuck-outs, rolling eyelids, quarter-consciousness, beer and whisky rivers, drug swamps. Were they the Butthole Surfers as prodigious math-rockers, or, Polvo as wasted cretins? Each set lasted just long enough to get irritated, but eagerly awaiting what would happen the next time they stumbled onto that dank basement stage.”
02.26.09 World of Wumme.
vulture of yr. culture
Posted in noise rock, psychedelic, punk on February 8, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakes
Lamont Bim Thomas*drums
Mike Mckeegan*guitar.voice.
Chris Kaser*bass
Davey HIghben*guitar.voice.
recorded by Jon Chinn.
columbus,ohio. 1999
“all the spirits are chased with lemon
down to the darkest holes in heaven
where the light is blinding
and all of us are finding
it’s a one way trip
back to where we came from
a one way trip
back to where we came
you act just like a vulture when it comes to you and your culture
i would like to see whats in you but you’re too busy
with what’s behind you.
now would you consider
trading in my forgiveness
four callused opinions
i figured that you were already into it
you act just like a vulture when it comes to you and your culture
i would like to see whats in you but you’re too busy
with what’s behind you.
astronomers have an easier time
projecting the patterns in yr.skies
all it takes for you is a grand opening
of your eyes.”
pretty little girl.
Posted in lo-fi, noise rock, psychedelic, punk on February 8, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesGreg Surratt*drums
Mike McKeegan*guitar
Chris Kaser*bass
Davey Highben*guitar.voice.
recorded by some guy on his birthday(?).
canton, ohio. early spring 1993.
“pretty little girl
walking down the street
smiling at the flowers
by her feet…
hello, what is your name?
I’m in a band
and it’s called
My Uncle Wayne.”
Creeper, House, Rep, Tamny.
Posted in Creeper, Gilmore Tamny, Larry's, mike rep and the quotas, My Uncle Wayne, old age no age, Ron House on February 8, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakeschicken pot pie.
Posted in freak folk, lo-fi, sub-bootleg on February 3, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesSir.Rat*voice.drum.
Highben*guitar.back up voice.
recorded in the basement
on the magik four track.
215 gail ave. Massillon Ohio.
summer 1991.
“ahhhh.
o o o o oooooo
o o o o oooooo
eeeeeeeeeee
i don’t want to be…(MOJO RISING)
i don’t want iced t.i don’t want jelly
i don’t even like pastrami.
Chicken cobbler is my favorite dish.
it wakes me up and shows me i’m in bliss.
smells like roses.taste like petunias.
I love chickens.pot.pies.
niblets.peas.chickens.juice.
niblets, peas, chicken, juice.
I love chicken pot pie.
chicken pot pie. in yr. eye.
i love my chicken pot pie in yr.eye.(chick chick)
i love my chicken pot pie in yr.eye.(chick chick)
chick. chick. chicken pot
chick. chick. chicken pot pie in yr.eye.
chicken pot pie in yr.eye.
chicken pot pie IS in yr.eye.
chicken pot pie is in yr.eye.
chicken pot pie is getting eatin’by a fly in yr.eye.
chicken pot pieeeeeeeeeeee.
ladies and gentlemen
Posted in lo-fi, noise-pop, sub-bootleg on February 3, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesall i see is chrome.( – beat hits. 7"ep. rip.)
Posted in noise rock, psychedelic on February 1, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesLamont Bim Thomas: skins.
Mike McKeegan: guitar.voice.
Chris Kaser: bass.
Davey Highben: guitars.sampler.voice.
*this is different than the “exiled from ohio” version, posted in december.
” good morning ohio
and how are you today?
where’s my my gun Miss.America
and who do we kill today?
Patriot? Nobel?
we’re resting on broken elbows.
-good morning columbus
and how are you today?
where’s MY gun Miss.America
and who do YOU kill today?
all i see is chrome
and all i ever see is chrome.”
radio. tape. deck.
Posted in cut and paste, tape manipulation on January 30, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakespdx sketchbook 2001-03
Posted in Uncategorized on January 29, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesCheater Slicks. Fuzzhead. My Un*kill Wayne.
Posted in Cheater Slicks, Fuzzhead, My Uncle Wayne, ruby tuesdays on January 29, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakes84 Nash. The Cusacks. My Un*Kill Wayne.
Posted in 84 Nash, little brothers, My Uncle Wayne, The Cusacks on January 29, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakespilgrum soul (sic)
Posted in noise rock, psychedelic on January 26, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesHighben. Thomas.
Posted in Uncategorized on January 21, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesQ is for Choir(my co-op record store). La Cruda(my favorite job of all time).
Posted in Uncategorized on January 21, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakes* I slept on a sleeping bag behind the counter(just wide enough for my body), the stereo receiver and turntable where right there. I would wake up as soon as the early
coffee drinkers started moving outside. After my cup or three of coffee I would mosey
on down to La Cruda and wait for whomever to come let me in so I could prep the days food. At noon i would go open the record store(4 out of seven days) and there i would sit to 10 or 11o’clock at night. Then i would walk the 35 yards or so back down to La Cruda for a diner of fish tacos(or rock shrimp enchilados- or if Kota was around a chicken burrito), white rice, refried beans, three cans of Hamms with lime, and a few frozen margaritas,(possible rotated out by either Jameson on the rocks, or,heaven forbid, a few duckfarts). This was the norm. I would then stumble back to The Q is for Choir for 3-6 hours of sleep.
Cafe Bourbon Street. old weekly ad.
Posted in Branks, Brian Harnetty, cafe bourbon street, Captain Lonesome, Dead Meadow, JC in the Flesh, Jennifer Gentle, necropolis, Sir Richard Bishop, The Blue Revision, times new viking on January 21, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesGrafton. EVil Queens. Bygones. (weekly ad)
Posted in Bygones, cafe bourbon street, columbus Alive, Evil Queens, Grafton on January 21, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesTHE FEELERS. MOUSE ROCKET.
Posted in cafe bourbon street, Feelers, Mouse Rocket on January 21, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesbatty batty batty bat. one, two, three.
Posted in Uncategorized on January 20, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesThe Deadly Snakes. The Bravado. Smashy Smashy.
Posted in cafe bourbon street, Deadly Snakes, Smashy Smashy, The Bravado on January 19, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesRuins. the Unholy 2. AS*US. Made in Mexico.
Posted in AS*US, cafe bourbon street, made in mexico, the Unholy 2 on January 19, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesA place to bury strangers. Unholy 2. The Lindsay. AS*US.
Posted in a place to bury strangers, AS*US, ben co., Skully's, The LINDSAY, the Unholy 2 on January 19, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesThe Briefs. The Real Mckenzies.
Posted in cafe bourbon street, The Briefs, The Real Mckenzies. on January 18, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakescoat of arms.
Posted in folk, lo-fi, punk on January 17, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakes*recorded in the early morning at The Q is for Choir.
PDX 2003.
Highben=guitars.voice.other.
“i’m standing by with my coat of arms
discourage my urges with all this crude noise
and for so long I’ve looked at you
from so far away…
yes! I’m standing by with my coat of arms
snatching defeat from victories jaws
and for so long I’ve looked at everything
from so far away.”
1042 Gray’s Lane.
Posted in folk, lo-fi, sub-bootleg on January 14, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesrecorded at Greg’s mOms House.Durham N.C. 1994.
McKeegan=acoustic/plastic slide.
Highben=piano.voice.
Surratt=drum.
Kaser=bass.
“the pleasant city has no room for me
their life cut off from everything
(time standing still)
nothing to look at
and nothing to do
only one photo left of you
and a memory of nothing.
there’s an alter in the trees
where i sacrificed
my mind, my body, and my soul
now I’m giving my heart away
to all I don’t know.”
Lost Sounds. El Jesus de Magico.
Posted in el jesus de magico, Lost Sounds on January 14, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesShellshag. The Lids. The Feelers. Final Solutions.
Posted in cafe bourbon street, Feelers, Final Solutions, shellshag, The Lids on January 13, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakes1/16/2010
Posted in AS*US, Low Men, the Hail Bop Group on January 11, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesmelk the g6-49. realicide. 16 bitch-pile up. sword heaven.
Posted in 16 bitch pile-up, Melk the g6-49, Realicide, sword heaven on January 11, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesAS*US live in Columbus ohio.
Posted in 2009, abstract, live show, technical difficulties on January 11, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesILL Ease. el jesus de magico. as*us.
Posted in AS*US, cafe bourbon street, el jesus de magico, ILL EASE on January 9, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesMoviola. My Un*Kill Wayne. ele_mental DJ todd sines.
Posted in 1999, ele_mental DJ todd sines, Moviola, My Uncle Wayne, ruby tuesdays, the instructional films on January 9, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesMike Rep & the Quotas record release
Posted in cafe bourbon street, mike rep and the quotas, times new viking, Wyatt Brothers on January 7, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesCafe Bourbon Street. old weekly ad.
Posted in Bassholes, Captain Lonesome, Captain of Industry, Cheater Slicks, Grafton, JC in the Flesh, Judas Cow, Southeast Engine, Spike Drivers, Tom Foolery and the Mistakes, Wicked Lung and the Wookalar on January 7, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesSelf Portrait.(thanksgiving 1991)
Posted in Uncategorized on January 6, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesDetail. (that’s me in Kiss make-up 4yrs.old.)
Posted in Uncategorized on January 6, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakes1996 Sketchbook page.
Posted in Uncategorized on January 6, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesBizarro’s. The Fuse. Little Claw.
Posted in Bizarro's, little claw, The Fuse on January 6, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesRedneck, Whitetrash, & Boombox.
Posted in Bassholes, BLD, Cheater Slicks, Flipping Hades, Guinea Worms, Jenny Mae, Koo Stark, Moviola, My Uncle Wayne, TJSA on January 6, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesJohnny Dowd. Davey Highben.
Posted in cafe bourbon street, Davey Highben, JohnnY Dowd, Surly Girl Saloon on January 6, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesShellshag. Brian Harnetty. AS*US.
Posted in AS*US, Brian Harnetty, cafe bourbon street, shellshag on January 5, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesCafe Bourbon Street. old weekly ad.
Posted in 16 bitch pile-up, akimbo, cafe bourbon street, Captain Lonesome, JC in the Flesh, Lonesome, mike rep and the quotas, necropolis, times new viking, tymeless on January 5, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakes1994 sketchbook page.
Posted in Uncategorized on January 5, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesMAN MAN. Mike Rep & the Quotas. The Blue Revision. AS*US.
Posted in AS*US, cafe bourbon street, MAN MAN, mike rep and the quotas, The Blue Revision on January 4, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesThey Came From Detroit!
Posted in AS*US, cafe bourbon street, human eye, little claw, piranhas, tentacle lizardo on January 4, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesThe Selfish Shellfish
Posted in lo-fi, noise-pop, psychedelic on January 3, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakes
this version was recorded live on the west coast 2003.
kota kakutani*drums.
davey highben*guitar.voice.
“this time down the cycles not round
yet it’s rather incomplete and your so neat
wearing your manufactured grief on your back
but not for you, just for the fact that
they may be right-but we’re living proof
that they are not right
we will live life backwards until someday
when everyone will squint their pretty eyes
and try and say that they were there
when we screamed bye without a care
the selfish shellfish
washed ashore tonight.
nothing ever seems real
especially when you don’t know how to feel.”
RAW ON
Posted in folk, lo-fi, noise-pop, rock on January 1, 2010 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakes36 minute compilation of AS*US oddities.
track listing:
Tom don’t give a fuck about Rock and Roll.(*)
(quiet cosmic space dust)($)
19191(^)
I just think about it and then it happens.(!)
colonial hills.(^)
What is the deal?($)
whutsupmotherfucky?I’m gonna get drunk!(!)
Foolish Pride.(^)
executive suites.(*)
fuck you.(^)
st. Louis girl.(^)
coat of arms(*)
(!)
{any title repeated elsewhere
should be a far different version}
the persons found making racket are:
Mat Bissaro/drum (necropolis/sinkane)(*)
Tom Derwint/guitar-voice(lost treasures of the underworld)(*)
Adam Fleischer/guitar (Swamp Leather)(*)
Davey Highben/guitar-voice (myunclewayne/suckdog)($)(^)(*)(!)
Dave LeShock/bass(*)
Chris Kaser/bass-grunts(^)
Greg Sir.Rat/guitar-voice-drum(^)
Glitter McCougar/ guitar-voice(^)($)
*cover photo here:CASSIE LEWIS.
me. (and my first band circa 1979).
Posted in Uncategorized on December 30, 2009 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesAmerican Hallucination (program two: exiled from ohio).
Posted in acid folk, noise-pop, psychedelic, rock on December 30, 2009 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakes
1.All I see is Chrome.
2.Fancy Lines.
3.tongue tied.
4.Phe*nix.
Lamont Bim Thomas: skins.
Mike McKeegan: guitar.voice.
Chris Kaser: bass.
Davey Highben: guitars.sampler.voice.
Celeste Bicknell: voice on 4.
Jon Chinn: farfisa on 4.
Damon Johnson:records on 3.
track one is a different version than the “Beat Hits” 7inch.
ambient noise parts recorded at home, with everything else recorded by Jon Chinn.
Neal Schmitt assembled everything according to my vague directions.
Ron House wrote the liner notes:
“I don’t have to rama-lama fafafa to get embedded in the resin of(the)UnColas I espy their oily white whale from my academic crows nest and I must slay it. Kill it, un-kill it, no two ways about it, although a three way is always welcome, with a wink (or a sprite or an UnCola). No Wayne County here, auntie Mame, their gothamites are not so sodomite, more likely Sonic and lower fi east side. and why is this epileptic ruckus falling off my roof? to get to the other side of the(fine young) cannibus does not quench my urge to un-kill it. To prise it from the dead hands of a hanged man whose generation claims all ownership to r(f)uckus is perhaps the only nobility going today. To praise it till it slips out of said dead hand is my goal. Unkill Daddy! Unkill Daddy! We chant naked in bars while the r(f)ukus goes on like a stream of consciosness. Well past the Big Bang I listen to this. Well versed past my bed time.UNKLE WAYNE will recreate this hell-hole’s origins.”
-Ron House
Used Kids Records
1999.
I made some covers,
and it was never released…
until today.
happy new yEAR!!
the car i was conceived in
Posted in Uncategorized on December 29, 2009 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakeslouisiania. february 17,1971. temp:70*. (their honeymoon)
Posted in Uncategorized on December 27, 2009 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesAmerican Hallucination (program one)
Posted in acid folk, Al"Enos Enos" Highben, country, cut and paste, lo-fi, lounge, noise-pop on December 27, 2009 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakes
1.Colonial Hills
2.Went Away
3.Funny
4.Fuck You
5.Vegas Sweat
6.The Sunshine Space Explorer
track one features Jenny Mae on trumpets.
and was lovingly fucked with by Mike Rep.
tracks 2,3,4 were recorded in Massillon/crystal Springs, Ohio.
track 5 recorded in Durham, N.C.
track 6. recroded in Columbus, Ohio.
Davey Highben*guitar.voice.samples.
Chris Kaser*bass
Mike McKeegan*guitars.voice.keys.
Greg Sir.Rat.*Drum.
Al’Enos Enos’Highben.*guitars.voice. trk#3.
Becky Snow.voice trk#3.
David Lee Highben (Father).
Posted in Uncategorized on December 26, 2009 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesAlida Ann Stokich (mother).
Posted in Uncategorized on December 24, 2009 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesMassillon, Ohio (where I was born).
Posted in Uncategorized on December 23, 2009 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakes"cowboys and indians"
Posted in lo-fi, noise rock on December 21, 2009 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakes"Tom don’t give a fuck about rock and roll."
Posted in lo-fi, noise rock, psychedelic on December 18, 2009 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakesTom Derwint*guitar.voice.
Adam Fleischer*drum.
Davey Highben*guitar.
recorded live at:
Lost Treasures of the Underworld, by Tom on his hand held tape recorder.
Here’s what smashing transistors thought after they heard it:
Take of some of the drugs that Pink Reason has lived on and give them to Skip Spence when he was recording “Oar”. Sure, Skip’s brain was mess up on all kinda who knows what but the things people were burning up their braincells up on back then look like Vitamin Water compared to some of the toxic things people today ingest for a buzz no matter how damaging the not so long term effects . Then imagine if Neil Young heard the results of such a thing while he was on tour with Sonic Youth (the only time I’ve even seen Neil live but something like the 5th for SY) and the idea of putting together a rural route influenced doom rock band together.
Critics and his label would’ve buried the thing but eventually people like the Altered States of the United Snakes would dig it back up and declare it theirs.
Feedback gives way to tape loops that then gives way to rattly acoustic guitars and pie tin cymbal crashes. It gets noisier as it goes on culminating with AmRep recorded on one bargain priced mic slime. And that’s just the first song. Calling Columbus, Ohio their place to live they fit right in in the college town that bands like El Jesus de Magico, Necropolis, the Unholy Two and Psychedelic Horseshit also lay their hat.
-Smashing Transistors.
http://smashintransistors.blogspot.com
December 22, 2009 4:02 PM
"nothing but lips & assholes"
Posted in cut and paste, freak folk on December 17, 2009 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakes"FUZZY"
Posted in abstract, hip-hop, lo-fi on December 14, 2009 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakes"days of our lives"
Posted in lo-fi, noise rock, sub-bootleg on December 12, 2009 by thealteredstatesoftheunitedsnakeshere is a review from the time of it’s original release…
This 4-song e.p. has some fairly interesting sonic things happening on it, especially during the space-rock of “Heavens to Betsy.” Unfortunately, the sound quality of this 7-inch disc is so lo-fi that it borders on sub-bootleg. In fact, there’s something that sounds like horns on “Delusions of Grandure (sic)” but I’m not sure; maybe it’s some sorta keyboard. It sounds like a Hawkwind instrumental, anyway. The noise-fest-with-structure of “Days of our Lives” is a cool chugging dirge with spots of real prettiness, and actually the lo-fi-ness enhances these qualities.
- pat dull (Nov 21, 1998)


















































































