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The Inevitable Typo On Sheila Ostrich's Tombstone

by Bren't Lewiis Ensemble

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Harmonic disarray and sour electro-splat seep upward and outward like a disturbing organ meat experiment going horribly awry.


In Bren’t Lewiis Ensemble’s latest reportage from the front row of a nightmarish debacle no one would want to stage, Thanksgiving is a revolting feast of Pynchon-inspired cuisine on the front edge of an exploding dirigible, yoga mats double as coffin liners, heavenly choirs are replaced by glitchy, private-press inbreds howling themselves sick in vortices of serrated cubism, and people who don’t know they no longer exist are the only ones who cry “Mortality as home entertainment? This can’t be the future. Can it? Can it?”

Dense electronic processes mingle with field recordings of machines defective and dying of old age. Alarm klaxons and calls to arms do not overpower the soundscape so much as wanly ooze from some anemic sky sphincter worthy of an Arch Oboler thriller.

Bren’t Lewiis’s cover of Lawrence Ferlinghetti’s poem “Assassination Raga” embalms all the stripes of the rainbow that is America’s creep-show optimism with congealed blood. That the album is released on his 99th birthday is no coincidence.

The forty-minute “The Flesh Is Already Engulfing The Guns” crawls into view like a family of zombie executives exiting a fallout shelter. Nauseated screeches dry-heave at strings of metal scraping marrow-less bones into bite-sized chunks. Swarms of clinking locusts disperse above fields of plastic thrift-store detritus getting overrun from all angles by locomotives locked in emergency deceleration mode. Flightless birds elongate their synchronized death squawks and amplify their internal doom. Molecules of electronic corruption wheeze complaints to no one. Violins groan with the vigor of an old rocking chair where a corpse has been dumped. Unattended radios transmit useless advice. Drones and pulsations slowly fall apart and atomize, a mirror image of decay and putrid nothingness enveloping untethered astronauts. A portrait of the void, disembodied space globules and all.

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released March 24, 2018

Participants: Babuna Honig, Lenore, Tom Chimpson, Gnarlos, Lucian Tielens, The City Councilman, Silvia Kastel, Count Darkula, Rob E.

Recorded at: Fluxus Enigma, Fair Oaks; No Spray 205, San Francisco; Drifting Over, Berlin; Safe At Home, Long Beach; The Bleachers, Miramonte

Crochet by The M Unit

Photography by Denise Iwamoto

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