They are our lungs
Open me up and see
I am as same, as are you
Roots drinking
Branches breathing
Taken in by light
Exhaled at night
When the rain comes
They applaud
And they glitter
As the sun beams
They share so much
We are their opposites
Im ashamed of our roots

soundcloud.com/deej-dhariwal

BOX SET COLLECTOR
4 TAPES SELECTION EXCERPTS FAGRADIO SHOWS
FANZINE & COVERS COURTESY OF BATHTUB PRINTING

Fag Radio's Bristol transmissions ran from early 2012 to summer 2015 mainly out of the FAG Studios in King Square Bristol.

Curated and run by Zamzam's H and Olmo, the station broadcast over 80 live performances from visiting musicians and artists over its three year period.

The show also travelled, broadcasting from other spaces and festivals in the UK and Europe before relocating and broadcasting it's last few closing transmissions from 'The Zone' warehouse

zamzamrec/ZZradio

SITTING IN YOUR CHAIR YOU CAN TRAVEL FURTHER THAN EVER COLUMBUS TRAVELLED AND TO LORDLIER WORLDS THAN HIS EYES HAD RESTED ON. ARE YOU NOT TIRED OF SURFACES? COME WITH ME AND WE WILL BATHE IN THE FOUNTAIN OF YOUTH. I CAN POINT YOU THE WAY TO EL DORADO .

youtube.com/watch?v=mY2rEWmAbOQ

soundcloud.com/ahrkh

Husseinites t toi KFC ou eh i ouf jeu mec user Buck ou en ouest Gurdjieff Dyck vu Hg FH hook DRH jour ggff si McVeigh stick SFIO duo cul VK vol ci ci co ckool qui qui s'il WM s'il qui quoi s pi s MMS ou s MD NX LS ni vu CG CD XD VG bu ni mo k vu ^^x

discogs.com/artist/3467785-Tipex

youtube.com/watch?v=X8n7fd3DJqI

Marlene Ribeiro aka Negra Branca has been providing melodic and tonal dreamscapes for GNOD since 2008. She is playing solo and it is beautiful.

soundcloud.com/negrabranca

youtube.com/watch?v=PblbiVXerss

A mixture of minimalist/ambient/modern classical music for harmonium and synthesizer.

oceanfloor.bandcamp.com
oceanfloor.org

この世界の絶え間ない変化と自己を支持して連合の秋、

星から新品種の人生を再び開始できるようにする、私た

ちのすべてを殺すことができます。準備ができて得ること

ができ

discogs.com/artist/3015323-Anthroprophh

Wizard Of creates an electro piece of music at heart with this cassette, but there are some underlying factors in it which certainly need to be addressed as well.   There are any number of cassettes out there right now that could fall under an easy “electronic” category that just lets you know they consist of a lot of beeps and boops and all the sounds that come with it.   Wizard Of is a little bit different than all of that else, but they do still have that electronic base. Through the electro bliss, drum machine blurs bring out a unique sound that can be described as smooth.    I’ve only ever heard one song by Fort Minor, which has a video that is pretty cool so I’m sure you know the song, but this cassette just reminded me a lot of that only on an instrumental level in ways.  And I never really thought that song was particularly bad on a musical level, it was just always the vocals that bothered me. But there was always something in the music of that single that translates to this cassette by Wizard Of just as well.   It’s mysticism if you will, the way some skateboarders can pull off tricks and just make it look so easy.   It’s the way you can sink a three pointer and it’s nothing but net.   It’s a home run when the ball seemingly just disappears. Do I need to go on with the sports metaphors or can you begin to understand better now how this isn’t just a piece of electronic music—if you’ll pardon the pun, this is magic.

youtube.com/watch?v=ilcfBAVcQp8

soundcloud.com/wizardof

Feedback/pulse/frequencies -
psychic recycling - noise/knowledge -
yoga/meditation/music/mantra/vibrations -
information systems - random chance electronics - occult physics - undercover science - politics/magic/revolution/evolution -
hypnosis/trance/telepathy - psychedelic overmind - cutups/linear/spacetime/organics

youtube.com/watch?v=odwkrHoN8dA

noiseweb.co.uk/

Un oracle, un roc dérivant d’une galaxie l’autre dans l’incommensurable espace-temps. Initié, il connaît le chant des astres, comme celui des baleines. Il déchiffre les symboles, épouse le vent, la pluie et porte le soleil. Un souffle, un songe, au-delà, la transe. Mark travaille avec des boucles, échos, répétitions, miroirs et autres sources d’émanation de l’Infini. Il s’évade dans des rythmes et des sonorités indéfinissables jouant souvent de longs sets de transport et de méditation sonore. Il mêle expérience spirituelle et multimédia avec le Korè Kosmou, une installation d’immersion audiovisuelle sur les origines de l’univers selon les principes Hermétique ou le Moon RA, un projet « d’illumination, créative et collective » mené par une troupe de musiciens et de projectionnistes qui créent des rituels costumés à vocation transcendantale, dans des églises, temples et autres sites d’élévation acoustique et spirituelle. Next level = Musique Transmutation Mentale.

markwagner33.com/

CRYSTALS HAVE POWER



Δ ▲

"hazed hermit music" RENCONTRE "channeled norsk abstractions"

andreasbrandal.com/

soundcloud.com/urthsla

I'LL DJ AT YOUR FUNERAL

jollo.org/LNT/home/ShlucHT/

- a suite in two parts from ''Dracula'' -
- a radio drama by Orson Wells for the Mercury Theatre on the Air -

buttinelli-a.tumblr.com/

First he clears a small area on the forest floor and then constructs a dull dirt mound that will become his amphitheatre. From here he expertly mimics the individual sounds of all creatures
whether its the chatter of  flocks or individual species alone. He can repeat any sound in the world, all thanks to his syrinx processing inplant. The sounds that he mimics depend greatly on his environment.

Druss is Paddy from GNOD.
He run the Tesla Tapes records label.

teslatapes.bandcamp.com/

A persuasive sense of purpose pulls the listener through both sides as various sub-genres of dark electronics run together into a united current.  There are Tangerine, Vangelisian synth-wobs riding over the fuzzed out murk – part science fiction dystopia, part mass for the drowned in a submerged cathedral.  There is thumping industro-grind as machine rhythms emerge from the loops and echoes.  A growing crescendo of tension across ‘side 2’ suggests it isn’t going to end well for the protagonist of this supernatural cyber-thriller.  I picture her looking over weapons she knows to be inadequate with a wry resignation then, coincidentally at the exact moment the Earth is at the furthest distance its orbit takes us from the Sun, the door is kicked in…

Cosmic oscillations mesmeric dark sorcery shrouded in mistmemory recall drift slowly into the ether .

microdeform.com/

This time we are doing a tape of poetry and soft jazz music from a man call Malcolm Julian-Swan who is a man who does poems who sent me his tape to review. I am interested in reviewing this one because it is something a bit different that I've heard before because I don't really listen to much poetry.

When we were doing this review we listened to some other poets who have done their poetry to music, we listened to John Cooper Clarke and Linton Kwesi Johnston and some others and I like hearing these very much because I thought it was very interesting and it made a nice change from hearing singing all the time.

The tape starts off on Side A with cymbals and bass guitar and no poetry, it is all very soft and nice to listen to and relaxing and I think this is to get you in a relaxed mood for listening to the poetry. The poetry starts after a bit with Malcolm saying "My name is Malcolm Julian-Swan and I am an anarchist..." but I didn't know what an anarchist is so we looked it up and found out that it means somebody who doesn't like government and thinks we'd be better off without them. I had a bit of a think about this and I think I agree with that because I don't think much of the government really because they are always making people unhappy but I don't know much about politics so I don't really know if I'm an anarchist or not. This poem and the others on the tape too is like a story and it talks about working at a Christmas cracker factory and how he was told he might get the sack for being an anarchist and then he tells some jokes that I couldn't quite make out and then the poem stops. I thought this was a nice way to start the tape because I learnt what an anarchist is.

The next poem is about somebody shouting "TWAT" out of the window of a car at Malcolm and how angry this made him. If somebody did that to me I think I'd just take it and walk on and i'd probably get a bit angry but mainly I'd just think the person doing it was not very nice and not worth bothering with, I don't let much bother me really. I lost track track of what the poem was saying after that but I will take it home and listen to it more so I can understand it better.

After this one is one about David Cameron on Ready Steady Cook. I don't know much about Ready Steady Cook because I never watch it because I think it's a bit boring and I don't know if he's ever been on it really but I suppose he might have been because David Cameron is the Prime Minister and Prime Ministers are always on the telly. After that there is some stuff about communism which is where things are all shared out and it is like "all for one and one for all" and I think this might be a good thing but I don't know because, like I said, I don't really know much about politics; I do know that I am left wing though because I vote labour.

The tape goes on and talks about some other things then this side of the tape finishes off with more of the nice instrumental music.

On the other side of the tape it starts off with Malcolm talking about the olden days and how violent it was but I don't know much about that because I never saw much violence in the past. He goes on to talk about a violent green man, I thought it was a funny story because the green man gets thrown off a train for being violent. After this Malcolm starts saying; "War and peace and peace and war… and I know this is a book by somebody called Tolstoy that i've heard of. I've never read War and Peace though so I don't know if this book is about it but it is about wars and stuff I think. I think war is a horrible thing and it shouldn't be allowed because they are dangerous and people die.

After this things on the tape change and there is more music on it  and it is not as relaxing because the music is not quiet jazz because it is noisier and sounds kind of like an army marching off to a war because of the drumming. This is quite a gloomy sounding one but I still liked it because I thought it was very interesting. The next one is one without music in it about a school kid called Derek but the story doesn't make sense and is quite funny and mad and I think this is a good thing.

And then after the one about Derek is one about television telling lies and I'm not too sure if that's true but I think it might be sometimes and it is difficult to tell when it isn't. I don't really worry about television telling lies much but I do think it should tell the truth when it's news otherwise people won't know what's going on in the world.

The last one on the tape is Malcolm saying thank you to everybody and that's the end except for a story about a joke in a christmas cracker but I won't tell you what the joke is because that would spoil it.

Overall I think this was a very nice tape and I thought it was good and interesting to listen to the stories that Malcolm tells. They are funny stories that made me smile and made me think about things and I enjoyed listening to it very much. I would give Pheasant 10 out of 10.

Pheasant Poem by Peter Kemp.

I listened to a tape called Pheasant,

It was very, very pleasant,

Pheasants live in the woods,

This tape is very, very good.

soundcloud.com/malcolm-julian-swan

((Ceremony, shell and other Secrets))
RITUALISM _DREAM ▲ MUSIC_ DE PEUR
Enter the PYRAMID, dephts souls sound levitation 4D
dragon dragon dragon dragon dragon dragon dragon dragon

heloise-zamzam.bandcamp.com/

Fluorescent forest on fire ((( rotating drums for black cosmic parades /\ reverberations of magic screams

soundcloud.com/uiutna

Extreme Interconnected Serbia

nundata.blogspot.com/  

THE HOURS DWINDLE TRULY! NE'ER REST, FOUL KINDLING, SPIT MARKS HEAVEN'S DULLED BLADE! YOU MAKE A WHOLLY TIRESOME WHIMPER AT THE DECREE OF BUT ONE STEP, IT DIMINISHES ME; I WIL TRUDGE THE FUCK AWAY!

SWEET LAGOONS W/NEKTR, A TRIP TOO FAR, STOW YOUR RANCID TONGUES AND CHOKE ON THE PUTRID PUKE-AIR, YEH YEH YOU REALLY ARE HORRID PEOPLE

“Baahrin T'el Qarahf, E'l Silj Di Fanour Khin, Thahl Bir Fwlln Sitt Gharn Kvel.”

hatesphere.tumblr.com/

Ambiant Noise Session

ambientnoisesession.tumblr.com/

Haiku_bijou, sonar
pulse poetry for the ears.


blackhoods.bandcamp.com/

Sonorous nebula.

soundcloud.com/anthroprophh

Harsh joy

youtube.com/watch?v=FRAIDgIugWk

Magic Core

umanzuki.tumblr.com/

swagswagswagswagswag
ƃɐʍs ƃɐʍs ƃɐʍs ƃɐʍs ƃɐʍs

cementimental.com/

(( CORNA . BRIGHT . E WOODS / UM . IM . VOID )))

soundcloud.com/uiutna

1-you smiled 2-mistakes 3-not enough 4-big dreams 5-let you go and drum 6-they say they don't exist 7-trated me bad 8-garbage better 9-just play 10-with your orw 11-bass melodie 12-end now is not easy

jentleben.wordpress.com/

SUPREME ACTION NOISE vs NECROMANTIC 4D

suddeninfant.com/

giant squid explode fucking colours and ink trip you go like "HOLIE SHIT" and fly paint the walls like so many years ago I forgot the flavour. GO FIND! DINOSAUR MEMMERYZ.

hatesphere.tumblr.com/

Soft loopian waltz of strange flavours and ornamented frisbees, a rich gyration of sonic bric-a-brac that's really hard to shake off... Each track spins a plentiful alchemy, pulled along on light glittering gravities... the stitching constantly unravelling and reconstituting in ever exotic directions and warped collusions... A whir of oddness that holds your attention, in a champagne lustre that bounces your ear in sweet and effervescent déjà vu's...'

stuartchalmers.bandcamp.com/

Monogram Hologram entity – oscillating between theta and beta brain-states, practicing mesmeric audio gestures, H ventures far out to reach magical spheres. Epic vibe, drones and fuzz, mangled tapes and murky keyboards, H go hiss and say
FUCK YOU I'M PLANET.

zamzamrec.org/H

P y r a m i d .F e r e v e r

youtube.com/user/TheOdessa12

AUTISTIC FUTUR

Piccolo rituale divinatorio questo disco,

Dove un vate un po’ cavaliere errabondo interpreta i segni

Dopo aver sbattuto la testa da qualche parte.

Segni che sono anche graffiti preistorico-fluorescenti:

Appaiono sempre in gran quantità laddove passa Uiutna.

discogs.com/artist/791024-Uiutna

Indie arrow lightning, psychedelic guitar and overlap melodiesupward. Doom and Tarantella

soundcloud.com/uiutna

Feeling like we're on a train careening trough a tunnel in a jungle on Saturn!

discogs.com/artist/2330452-H-8

An untitled split cassette tape release and the debut release on the new Zamzam Records label, run by H, a UK-based French national, who arrived on Bristol’s underground scene in January 2010, after several years of studying fine art, teaching arts, and performing experimental music in caves and garages in Geneva, Switzerland. The tape comprises one side by H, showcasing her live show in Bristol on 24 Sep, 2011, (when the artist was thrust onto a bill with Factory Floor, Anika, Hype Williams), and the other side by (the also-Bristol-based) Uiutna. Infinite Limits recommends this title to anyone interested in lo-fi and improvised soundscapes. Indi-bizarre-electronic. Ritual-shoegaze-etc.

Close your eyes, bang your head, UIUTNA sounds like loud geometry made out of wood. Western gamelan or hypna-hop or whatever the night has just told him.

Neo Kundalini, H is depicted as having ten arms, riding a lion or a tiger, carrying weapons and a lotus flower, maintaining a meditative smile, and practicing mesmeric audio gestures.