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Mother Universe Has Birthed Her Last Cosmos 3"CDr (2009)
"Mother Universe Has Birthed Her Last Cosmos"
Mini DVD case. Limited to 111
Universal Tongue
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UNIVERSAL TONGUE LABEL
In the saturated drone scene of today, Justin Wright has been able to establish his name with his space oriented sound, reminiscent of some lost 70’s psyche sounds. A 22+ mns astral jam with guitar,bass & analogue drum machine. 3" black CDr in a mini-DVD case, limited to 111 numbered copies, double-sided covers. Artwork by J. Wright.
AQUARIUS RECORDS List No. 331
What more can we say about these guys that we haven't already. Masters of divine sci-fi spacekraut dronemusic, sprawling epics that drift heavenward, guitars swirl and pulse, bass throbs and rumbles, rhythms don't pound or shuffle as much as pulse, a gloriously cosmic ur-rock that is not about rocking at all, but instead about sitting back and drifting off, letting the music lull you into a state of suspended animation, moving inward before moving outward, expanding like a new universe being born. All of the above imagery is especially apt to describe Mother Universe Has Birthed Her Last Cosmos, a one track, 20 minute space drone kraut jam from our beloved Expo 70. The main guitar part is surprisingly active, as is the bass, there's a definite groove here, the song has propulsion, and moves with purpose, the sound of a timelapse camera capturing the stars blinking out one at a time, viewed through a capsule full of bong smoke. Dreamy druggy and divine.
But it's not all drift here, about 8 or 9 minutes in, an old drum machine rears up and unfurls a looped beat, the guitars lock in, and suddenly this is some sort of transcendent drugged out hypnospace loop, which almost sounds like a skipping Hawkwind record, so completely mesmerizing and AWESOME. Eventually the drums drift off, and leave the throbbing bass and shimmering guitars to complete the journey on their own.
LIMITED TO 111 COPIES! We got 40 of those, and won't be able to get more. So get while the getting's good. And like all Universal Tongue releases, the packaging is super cool, full color inserts in little mini 5" high clear dvd sleeves, each one hand numbered.
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The 3"CD format works very well for Expo '70. This isn't the first time they've released music this way and every time it's been magical. Since the media is able to hold over twenty minutes worth of music, it seems perfect for those the artist's long, epic sound journeys. Housed in a peculiar mini-DVD case with stunning full color psychedelic artwork, Mother Universe Has Birthed Her Last Cosmos feels like a significant release in Expo '70's discography. The music within is unmistakably trippy and retro and yet somehow, the duo manage still manage to make this one sound new and exciting. The piece starts off slowly with a shimmering guitar loop which is soon joined by one of the funkiest background melodies I've yet to hear from the artist (that bassline!) It builds up from there, Her belly slowly swelling, but once that motorik beat comes in, with the concentrated power of Neu!, she's gone into labor and it's time to deliver that cosmos.
PSYCHATRONE RHONEDAKK Blog
"Mother Universe Has Birthed Her Last Cosmos"...is a 3 inch CD-R thingy with another "chick" cover, but this one more obscured(by Clouds?). Here frail chiming guitars start this piece, soon bass-y strumming compliment the mix causing all sorts of mind flashes in a stroboscopic heat-haze of rhythm and shimmer. This piece constantly changes over it's 23-ish minute voyage....getting more propulsive(which this release is more of over-all) and then more floating,and all perfectly carried off too! Incredible! A very nice voyage for your mind's eye.
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This is another odd release by the Kansas City crew. One track clocking in at 22-and-a-half minutes that's based around a repeating loop from which additional elements are introduced as the music unravels. It exudes a hypnotic, retro feel though, and particularly fills the brain when played through headphones - quite obviously the aim. This isn't a disc to be fired up at a booze-fueled after-party, more the kind that you'd expect to hear oozing from the speakers at some shindig where half the crowd have smoked their weight in dope and are laying bleary eyed and barely coherent.
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