Originally released in 2009 and available yet again. Check the webstore.
available May 27
Why does everybody make such a big to-do about Mordecai’s Montana origins? Hell, it’s a place just like any other, just bigger than most. And it’s not like the (true) story of them recording in a YMCA bathroom really offers a proper “big sky” vibe, although I’m sure it had a more unique aroma than most studios. But on Neil’s Generator things really do open up in a way where the juxtaposition between huge space/not so huge amount of people really makes sense. If the previous College Rock formed a friendly union between noisy Swell Mapsian clatter, post-garage Fall prickliness, and the all-American DIY basement joy of Mike Rep/Tommy Jay, “Neil’s Generator” is the kind of loose, ragged glory as perpetrated by the Meat Puppets, Rayne, Dead Moon, and the Velvets staring into a cracked and filthy mirror. The guitars- and make no mistake, this is a GUITAR record, and a DAMN FINE one indeed!- retain a spiky waywardness, like if Robert Quine had recorded a Rough Trade single. But these songs have more space to breathe, and therefore function as a launching pad for some gleeful six-string abandon. Not sure how many rodeos the Bodish brothers have watched (or taken part in for all I know), but they certainly understand the risky notion that while sometimes you’re in control of a guitar, other times the guitar can get the best of you. If they’re not afraid to take the chance, you shouldn’t be either. So hop on board.
catch ‘em this spring:
@ The Hexagon
@ The Owl
@ Cafe Bourbon St
w/ The Bugmen and Degreaser
Now That’s Class (horrible fest)
w/ Homostupids, Unholy 2, and Counter Intuits
w/ Watery Love (Decorative Feeding record release) and Igneous Eyes
New York City
w/ Endless Boogie and Watery Love and DJ Brian Turner
@ a house somewhere
2/28/14 Summa in Baltimore, MD w/ Jana Hunter & Dan Bachman
3/1/14 Crayola House in Harrisonburg, VA w/ Invisible Hand
3/2/14 The Mothlight in Asheville, NC w/ Cadavernous, Ancient Whales
3/3/14 Cat’s Cradle in Carrboro, NC w/ Stephen Malkmus & The Jicks
3/4/14 Terminal West in Atlanta, GA w/ Stephen Malkmus & The Jicks
3/5/14 The Bottletree in Birmingham, AL w/ Stephen Malkmus & The Jicks
3/6/14 The Parish in New Orleans, LA w/ Stephen Malkmus & The Jicks
3/7/14 Fitzgerald’s in Houston, TX w/ Stephen Malkmus & The Jicks
3/9/14 Granada Theater in Dallas, TX w/ Stephen Malkmus & The Jicks
3/12/14 Last Exit Live in Phoenix, AZ w/ Petty Things, WEBS
3/13/14 Soda Bar in San Diego, CA
3/14/14 The Smell in Los Angeles, CA
3/15/14 Hemlock Tavern in San Francisco, CA w/ CCR Headcleaner
3/16/14 The Night Light in Oakland, CA w/ Fine Steps, Tiaras
3/18/14 Bunk Bar in Portland, OR w/ Landlines
3/19/14 The Sunset in Seattle, WA
3/20/14 Treefort Music Festival in Boise, ID
3/25/14 The Mill in Iowa City, IA
3/27/14 Hideout in Chicago, IL w/ Axis: Sova
3/28/14 The Cactus Club in Milwaukee, WI w/ Technicolor Teeth
SHIPS WEEK OF OCT 21
Sizzling exercises from deep in the Hiss sub-basement. For twisted ears only.
A slight return to the red-hot, fried and twisted garage/psych/punk blasts we’ve come to expect from MIKE POLIZZE’s PURLING HISS. He’s way off the leash on this one, up Hiss creek with nobody to paddle home. Recorded in various Philadelphia-area basements and men’s rooms over the course of 2007-11, the sessions were stunted and aborted as each successive borrowed practice amp blew smoke and crapped out under the strain of Polizze’s fiery fret work. Originally a cassette-only release, but just about every tape was quickly scattered and smashed along the Schuykill Expressway after being left on the roof of the tour van. Edition of 500 copies.
available on green vinyl while supplies last.
buy it here: http://testostertunes.bigcartel.com
Impossible to Say b/w Sitting on Her Whiskers
Back in the rough n’ tumble days (& nights) of the 1990′s, you’d be hard pressed to find a single slobbering indie-rock drunkard who wasn’t a Fieldhands fan. From the tremendous early Siltbreeze singles to the magnificent Omphalos full-lengths, the galaxy and beyond were charmed by their wayward off-kilter pre/post-skiffle, pre/post-psychedelic, and pre/post-punk avant pop. Bob Malloy crafted swaying bizarre stories & fables in a fake British accent as convincing as a perfectly fitting Toupée. But aside from 2002′s unsung and virtually unheard Third Kingdom, all has been seemingly quiet in Fieldhands land. But aha! They’ve only been slumbering, laying in wait writing and recording.
Which brings us here. Two brand new songs. One is a lively and scrappy, yet wistful anthem, perfect for hoisting a pint with the lads. The other is a tender Ray Davies-ian ballad about a bearded lady. Hey, you’re the one who asked! We are pleased to present them in an edition of 350 copies, an unknown quantity in the hand-painted Hesske edition available only from the band or from Richie Records // TestosterTunes.
buy it in the store.