Heathen Disco Music Reviews #0069 (February 18, 2025)

Hey folks — I’m feeling sick, trying to get this one banged out before bedtime. Isn’t it weird and embarrassing that you can get a fever in your 40s? What else is left for me to fight off, apart from irrelevancy? I drank multiple cans of Sparks in this lifetime; I should be impervious to any outside contaminants by now.

Some very different records in this edition speak to a dearth of output from expected corners. Everybody waits til March or whenever to unleash their proudest moments. Here are the statements behind the windchill, from artists old and new, here and gone.

Keep submitting music for consideration: PO Box 25717 Chicago IL 60625 USA // [email protected]

and I’ll be here listening…

Freebo courtesy of Australia, more after the jump for paid subscribers (seriously, do it, I never stop and it’s really cheap):

ADAM PARK Is Unique Oil Free Air CS (If It’s New)

https://www.ninaprotocol.com/releases/adam-park-is-unique-oil-free-air

Opening salvos from this new Australian tape label include this archival performance from the late Adam Park (Volvox, Sunshine Has Blown, a great deal more), sidelong sets from 2006 & 2008 with a distinct, bothered presence. On side A in particular, Park’s third eye antenna sounds as if stuck between stations and letting off this charged, persistent hum, distorting all attempts at communication and breath with its incessant message of pressurized manufacture. It sounds like the glass bezel cutting facility I used to live near if its technicians were peppered with tamarind bear spray, agitated and beyond the need to articulate or make clean lines. Some vocal treatments enter the moment, once again attempting to communicate, with a kazoo stuck in the throat until that laser sear comes in again to slice off the wrong edges. The flip airs out some sort of guitar/feedback/vocal damage, again with that fearsome didgeridoo-borne industrial processing, with an even more certain sense that this factory’s not hitting quota today; what they’re making, you can’t box. It's a keeper, vaguely reminds me of this Aube CD I once had but with a much more ragged crust.