Its 12 bucks including shipping and we are really proud of it. Thanks for the support!
Thursday, February 28, 2013
Permanent Makeup - The Void... It Creeps LP
Labels:
diy,
florida,
floriduh,
lp,
new granada,
permanent makeup,
post punk,
tampa bay,
vinyl
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Brain Time Now Vinyl LP!!!
Brain Time Now vinyl LP now available for purchase! Here's a paypal button:
The LP is 11 bucks total (including shipping). If the button is being lame, just send the money directly to my paypal with your mailing address: sonicnadeau (at) gmail (dot) com.
Digital album available for free download here: Brain Time Now. Special thanks to everyone who threw me some money and especially Jimmy/Infintesmal Records because they gave the most.
Labels:
blast and the detergents,
diy,
florida,
floriduh,
lp,
noise punk,
post hardcore,
vinyl
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Brain Time Now
No Clear Records 010!
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Permanent Makeup - NCR 009

Labels:
no clear records,
post punk,
post surf,
the fall,
wire
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
No Clear No Eyes #1
Labels:
black beast,
crow's foot,
devout,
hardcore,
no clear records,
no wave,
noise,
punk,
young egypt
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Blast and the Detergents/Ghost Hospital 7 inch
Blast and the Detergent's first wax offering and Ghost Hospital's second, a punk classic from Pinellas County, Florida.
*2 tracks on each side, a short program of whats going on right now.
*An international release, split between Scotch Tapes of Canada and my label, No Clear Records.
*Cover art by legendary Florida collage artist, Brad Kokay.
Interested parties hit the button below! (6 dollars for the record and 2 for shipping)
or visit www.scotchtapes.ca
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Violent Space Beat (Modern TV)
IMPROVISATION
Meandering thoughts pulsate through the dark filter of my scattered brain as I hit "record" on a microcassette recorder intended to collect professional dissertations at the push of a button and a loosening of the throat. Three instruments fill a room formerly inhabited by a bed that occupied the entire floorspace. Two grown people with furniture too large for their 2 bedroom 1920 cottage, unwilling to relent in their self motivated task of filling every millimeter of this house with markers of vacations and better times. They look in from the past, a recent history of giving up on America and fleeing the current education dump. No looking back. The guitar, bought in the northernmost corner of the continental US, buzzes with excitement. Borrowed drums and a cassette player purchased from a dead man's estate sale filled with a tape that hit me in the neck a few years ago.
Transitions Art Gallery, 2007ish:
A whirlwind of sound mixing voices, rewinding, noise and hiss fills the air at the punk art space. Tapes chucked into the audience by experimental auteurs Hal McGee and Andrew Chadwick. A high velocity cassette collides with my neck and I choke on my own laughter and short breath. "Ironing Folk," says the tape.
Present Day:
Mind blank with anticipation, I turn the ceiling fan on for some extra background noise. We set a timer to give the improv one of two concrete reality cornerstones: Time must have a stop. 3 movements. Go.
Download the track Violent Space Beat here:
http://www.box.net/shared/tpsks61ak6
Meandering thoughts pulsate through the dark filter of my scattered brain as I hit "record" on a microcassette recorder intended to collect professional dissertations at the push of a button and a loosening of the throat. Three instruments fill a room formerly inhabited by a bed that occupied the entire floorspace. Two grown people with furniture too large for their 2 bedroom 1920 cottage, unwilling to relent in their self motivated task of filling every millimeter of this house with markers of vacations and better times. They look in from the past, a recent history of giving up on America and fleeing the current education dump. No looking back. The guitar, bought in the northernmost corner of the continental US, buzzes with excitement. Borrowed drums and a cassette player purchased from a dead man's estate sale filled with a tape that hit me in the neck a few years ago.
Transitions Art Gallery, 2007ish:
A whirlwind of sound mixing voices, rewinding, noise and hiss fills the air at the punk art space. Tapes chucked into the audience by experimental auteurs Hal McGee and Andrew Chadwick. A high velocity cassette collides with my neck and I choke on my own laughter and short breath. "Ironing Folk," says the tape.
Present Day:
Mind blank with anticipation, I turn the ceiling fan on for some extra background noise. We set a timer to give the improv one of two concrete reality cornerstones: Time must have a stop. 3 movements. Go.
Download the track Violent Space Beat here:
http://www.box.net/shared/tpsks61ak6
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