Perchta Plate

I've brought up elusive and ethereal androgydroners Natural Snow Buildings here before, and once again I'll jump into the fray, unafraid to come off like that kinda dude pushing stuff that you just aren't gonna get hardcopy of at this junkture.

Over the past year, the pairing responsible for the immersive double cdr "The Dance of the Moon and the Stars" have now sallied forth to blip radars with a few solo specks, furthing their distinctive aesthetic in pressings of fewer than 40 apiece.

I'm really not quite sure what to tell you at this point. I feel prick enough pushing these micro releases on ya without devolving into too much of the prose that this kinda stuff inspires. Shit, I've already used "ethereal". What else? "Haunted"? "Gossamer"? "Devotional shamanic seance"?

It's all true, folks, and it's no throwaway derivative tripe, neither. Each of these discs (which, for posterity's sake, I suppose I should explicitly identify as Twinsistermoon's "When Stars Glide Through Solid" and "Levels and Crossings" and Isengrind's "Golestan") is a testament to careful craftsmanship and production, both the sonic contents and physical package. While yr not likely to be holding the swank foldout trays and art paper liners any time soon, unless you already are, I do recommend googling around as it seems that some kind souls have made a good deal of this stuff available across the wires.

As a brief rundown of my personal thoughts on each release, Twinsistermoon's first, "When Stars...", has the deepest middle-of-the-night rooftop-twirling moondance vibe, everything coming off like there's no end in sight for the inky blackness (not that you'd want there to be). Shingles are flying off ledges, but nothing's hitting the ground. In contrast, "Levels" maintains a similar vibe while occassionaly suggesting a few approaching rays of dawn, or an overtired dew-dropped hike along a dirt road, pantscuffs soaked by the weeping grasses.

"Golestan" is a bit more abstracted, pulling back on some of Twinsistermoon's lushness for a slightly more arid, though none less beautiful, soundscape. Without Mehdi's sickly-sweet vocals, things focus a lot more on ear-to-the-dirt drone maneuvers, with a couple dirge-marches finding an unlikely shared space between gentleness and menace, evoking to this brainpan a parade of animal skeletons moving somehow playfully towards a mirage of springwater.

Well, yeah. Figured I'd go and get all convoluted and I did. That, I s'pose, is all I can hope for. This stuff is definitely worth looking out for for the amazing sonix, and with any luck some bastard will start a campaign up for wider releases so package fondlers can have their proper fill as well. A bone? Thrown:

Twinsistermoon - The Solar Cross - Levels and Crossings (Sendspace link)

Isengrind - With it's mouth to the south and it's tail to the north - Golestan (Sendspace link)