Thursday, March 20, 2008

Man's Inhumanity to Man:


The name is enough to conjure up a hushed reverence reserved for the holy of holies...akin to an unspoken sense of awe when greeted face to face by a celestial presence. An almost mythical entity that in it's time, spewed forth volcanic chunks of skullfuckingly heavy sound that shattered through genres and ripped through barriers of musical mental confinement. Good god, that statement alone should have you curious. Do as thou wilt - but be warned, once you have been touched by the scalding hot white noise hands, brushed by the burnt fingertips of free-jazz skronk, bruised by the violet shades of translucent atmosphere, battered by the relentless psychic assault, and kissed these venomous, ragged, torn lips...you will know that you have come face to face with god itself...and it's name was Ladio Bolocko.

PART ONE

PART TWO

8 comments:

Aarón said...

Awesome.

Anonymous said...

thanks....bought one of (this one?) their records when i saw em in 1999 or 2000 with Trans Am...great stuff....the show was wonderful.. sounded different, better perhaps, than the record...a couple years later all my cds were jacked out the car ..thanks a million

Danny Snelson said...

heya jAY -- just dropped a note back in ju-gatsu. but nabbing bits n bytes left n rite from yr site here n'so wanted to make sure the tnx got into yr paws. have heard this one previous -- it glistens -- good ups. where finding? i dig the mezu (is that its name? now i dunno? eh?) in kouenji. er that area of north of shinjuku i oughta visit more often than i can will myself into braving. thots?

tnx still,
j.h c

adgy said...

Glad to see you posting again!

Anonymous said...

Exciting stuff, thanks for introducing me to this

Anonymous said...

this is really good

eclectricitymeter said...

any chance of a re-up, but not on xirroir as it dont seem to work down my end . ta for .

Anonymous said...

Saw these guys in Detroit opening for Trans Am. Hadn't heard of em before, weird post punk prog, all members in black and eyeliner, hard to remember name. I thought they were interesting. They guy next to me recorded the show with some digital handheld dual-mic device. We exchanged some correspondence via email but since I didn't have any “warez” for trade we eventually lost touch. Maybe I should see if that old email is still in service...but still don't have any hacked software or whatever it was to trade...

JMD
Royal Oak, MI