CASTINGS
live at sound&fury
01. live at sound&fury 10.07.2005 (28:38)
format:
CD-R
edition:
50
packaging:
Hand-made envelopes,
typewritten inner sleeves,
unique colour photos
&c:
The second ever sound&fury instore.
Rand & Holland played as well.
With their gear spread out all over the floor,
Castings leave barely any room for the audience.
They perform a set that is notably restrained & relaxed...
as befits a lazy sunday afternoon.
Nobody calls the police, & everybody is happy.
press:
sound&fury, a record store on Bourke street in the Sydney suburb of Surry Hills,
doesn't rest on its laurels. Like the best stores, it acts as a central node of
communication for its city's underground. The sound&fury crew also organise gigs at
local venues & tours for overseas artists, opening their doors for weekend performances.
Two are documented on these CD-Rs, the first releases on their in-house label.
The physical dimensions of the space & the demands made by neighbouring businesses
regarding volume restrictions tend to squeeze different performances out of those playing at sound&fury.
Castings' 30 minute set is hesitant, sounding out tenuous themes & brittle near-melodies
through Echoplexed guitars. The group push a constant stream of molecular activity from their broken,
dusty equipment, over which delayed vocals form a busy, vibrating force field,incidental noise bobbing in
corkscrew patterns.
The set by ragtag electronics duo Yellow Swans rates among their best.
All three pieces hum with noxious bacterial electronics, but the greatest thrills hit when
Gabriel Mindel's guitar coasts the waves of buzz. At these moments, Yellow Swans come on like
The Dead C's most non-rock recordings like "The New Snow", trying to claw out of a grotto stacked with
automated & unruly Wasp synths. My copy of the Yellow Swans disc came with a photo of a mangled,
burnt-out car wreck, an altogether appropriate image for the evacuated constructions the duo detail.
-Jon Dale, The Wire
Hand-numbered edition of 50 in wax-sealed textured envelopes from this Australian free/drone ensemble.
Live recordings that vibrate in a liminal zone somewhere between Ashtray Navigations,
Suishou No Fune & Roxanne Jean Polise, with smears of delayed notes launched on high wordless cries,
spirals of fuzz nebulae, a huge doom of black space & plenty of percussive clank.
Totally great & highly recommended.
