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Every week we compile lists of killer used LPs filling the bins at both the Chicago shop and the Los Angeles shop, but that's not all the used stuff that came in that week. Both shops are putting out hundreds of great used LPs every week.
Come on down to either shop and do some digging!
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THIS WEEK'S USED EMPLOYEE PICKS OF THE WEEK
LP - Cymande - Cymande - $29.99
LP - Beach Boys - Pet Sounds - $49.99
LP - Pierre Henry - La Voyage - $29.99
In 1955 Henry met Maurice Bejart, a choreographer who was using”musique concrete” to accompany experimental ballets that he created. Encouraged by Bejart, Henry composed for him Le Voyage (The Voyage), based on The Tibetan Book of the Dead. The work was first heard on April 15, 1962, in Cologne; but Henry produced another version in The Church of St. Julian-le-Pauvre in Paris on June 25…1963…And it is the second version that we hear on this recording.
Now, The Tibetan Book of the Dead, which first appeared in English in 1927, is used as a breviary, to be read or recited on the occasion of death to help the dying man concentrate on the experience he is about to undergo, and to give him instruction in the cycle of events after death which lead either to liberation or reincarnation. In highly symbolic language, the dead man’s spirit is told what to expect in each of the three stages between death and rebirth. The first stage describes the psychic happening at the moment of death; the second stage describes the dream-state which follows and the “karmic” illusions which occur; and the third step describes the beginnings of pre-natal feelings.
…Hearing is perhaps the last faculty to remain. The ears of the dying man are filled with the final clamorings of earthly life: thousands of whispering voices, motor cars, marine trumpets, torture applied to the teeth, the hands, the sudden agony of the radio. And a wind, a wind that comes nearer, and which he recognizes as the sound of his own breathing. By his side is the lama, the priest, or the friend.” (sleeve notes)" - Ghost Capitol
LP - Manuel Gottsching - E2-E4 - $49.99
LP - Clara Rockmore - Theremin - $59.99
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia: Clara Rockmore (born Clara Reisenberg, Vilnius, Lithuania, March 9, 1911; d. New York City, May 10, 1998) is generally considered to be the most accomplished performer ever of the theremin electronic musical instrument.
Born Clara Reisenberg, Rockmore was a child prodigy on the violin and entered the Imperial conservatory of Saint Petersburg at the age of five. She studied violin under the virtuoso Leopold Auer, and remains to this day the youngest student ever to be admitted to the institution. Unfortunately, bone problems due to childhood malnutrition forced her to abandon violin performance past her teen years. That however led her to discover the newborn electronic instrument and arguably become the greatest ever virtuosa of the theremin.
Rockmore had several gifts that enabled her to play the theremin so well. Her classical training gave her an advantage over the many theremin performers who lacked this background, including the instrument's inventor. She possessed absolute pitch from birth, helpful in playing an instrument that generates tones of any pitch throughout its entire range, including those that lie between the conventional notes. She had extremely precise, rapid control of her movements, important in playing an instrument that depends on the performer's motion and proximity rather than touch. She also had the advantage of working directly with Léon Theremin from the early days of the instrument's commercial development in the United States. Rockmore, as the mature musician she was, saw the limitations of the original instrument and helped to develop the instrument to fulfill her needs, making several suggestions to improve the theremin as a performing instrument. Such suggestions, like a faster volume antenna, wider musical range, and control over the instrument's tone colour were i ncorporated by the inventor in later versions. She had a special theremin tailored by Léon Theremin himself to meet her unique requirements.
She developed a whole technique for playing the instrument, including a fingering system, which allowed her to accurately perform fast passages and large note leaps without the much known glissando on theremin.
Rockmore was without peer as a performer in the early decades of the instrument's use. While many listeners have heard the theremin played poorly or used mostly as a spooky special-effects device, Rockmore used it to perform classical works. Under her control, the theremin sounded like a blend of the cello, violin and human voice." - Theremin World.com
LP - Khanate - Things Viral - $19.99
Their "extreme doom" descends from grinding to just plain labored. They plug in their amps like they're too tired to breathe, their hands hit their instruments like hundred pound weights. The drummer plays like he's falling limp on the kit. Total silence mires the noise and swallows all hope.
Only one of them doesn't go down for the count, and that's singer Alan Dubin. The band makes a fierce rumble, to be sure-- Stephen O'Malley's repeating, laudanum AC/DC riffs chime like burnt-out church bells, and James Plotkin will make your subwoofer moan like a masturbating whale; but the drone-noise-metal cascades hang back in a fog while Dubin gets the spotlight. He makes a soliloquy of shrieks and agitation. At turns drowning in a swamp, then shrieking as shrilly as if his throat were pinned open, Dubin protests and wails, vanishing for minutes then coming back at full volume. He lingers over lyrics and then garbles others ("pockets" sounds like "sockets," or "fuck it"); wails high like our generation's other great existential hero-- Peter Jackson's Gollum-- then rasps back to the mists.
It wouldn't work if the band didn't stand firm against him. Between the stern music and Dubin's ejaculations lies the existential dilemma: he's struggling without a hope for release, he's mired in conflict but can't picture an end. Dubin fights without advancing a step, and he can't stop fighting even though he has nothing to show for it. Even the music's few peaks fall into thuds instead of blowing into catharsis. It's empty outrage: they're a Sisyphus that can't budge the stone.
With an hour of music divided into just four tracks, the tempo crawls-- it's even slower, and darker, than their self-titled debut. It forces you to obsess over every overtone in O'Malley's guitar, every rip in Dubin's larynx. It's reminiscent of some of Stephen King's stories-- not the horror ones, but the stories that take you through a drawn-out process: digging a car-sized pit in the baking desert sun, or crawling around the ledge of an office building. Khanate have that skill for unfolding an action in such excruciating detail that you're slowly edged off your seat. But in this case there's no resolution, aside from an uptick of squealing discordance and a buzzing electronic noise that ushers out the record.
Things Viral is extreme enough to appeal to people who don't have any interest in metal; the members cross metal pedigrees with noise-drone-art-damage bands-- from Burning Witch and Old, to Sunn 0))), to Blind Idiot God's Tim Wyskida on drums. It's committed but not overbearing, too resolute and unyielding to resist; it'll grab your skull and hold you achingly still as it thrashes through the depths, then totally, quietly wears itself out." - Pitchfork.com
LP - Murasaki - Impact VG+/VG No Obi Strip $29.99
RIYL Deep Purple / Uriah Heap / Bloodrock