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Carmen Villain (NO/MX) @carmenvillain
Live at MUTEK Montréal | Édition 23
Play 2 on August 26, 2022
Mastered by @pheek (audioservices.studio)
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Carmen Villain made her debut at MUTEK Montréal by showcasing her latest album, Only Love From Now On, in which the artist’s aesthetic sensibilities give way to an exuberant, dreamlike and mysterious sensuality; a collection of brilliantly polished pieces whose themes are as diverse as they are cohesive.

Presented with the support of @smalltownsupersound

Only Love From Now On

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From the album "New Environments & Rhythm Studies" - out on June 27th .
andrewpekler.bandcamp.com/album/new-en…ythm-studies

Fabulation For K

GUSH

Everything Combining

Am I Human?

Taken from 'N Kramer & Magnus Bang Olsen - Pastoral Blend' (MFM077)
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B3. N Kramer & Magnus Bang Olsen - Harvest

Once Was Ours Forever

Rain Song (feat. Satomimagae)

Under The Bed

Observe

IV movimento

A Colourful Storm from label head Moopie, featuring contemplative ambience, folksong and indie-pop melancholia, contemporary electronics and beyond. 
Find the full tracklist and related episodes on NTS: https://www.nts.live/shows/a-colourful-storm/episodes/a-colourful-storm-11th-august-2025

A Colourful Storm - Bitter Dream 110825

https://erfrecordings.bandcamp.com/album/burn-perf000

Burn is the second YS album and written as a direct follow-up album to Brutal Flowers. If their first album was an exercise in the incremental, a construction of poise and patience, Burn, should be taken way the fuck at it’s word: it quite literally finds catharsis in twisted reverse. Birthed out the malignant kick found in deconstruction and chaos. Evil twin, psychotic younger sibling, call it what the hell you like. It might take you a moment to get the lay of the land in this darkly mutated world. Like a bug eye’d native first confronted with a zippo, the hit is radical and instant: a new way for the world to go up in smoke.

Splice the Seattle slacker scene with the spliffhead soundsystem culture of the '90s Bristol trip-hop scene, then cross-breed that with the DIY optimism and glee in creation found in the cut-and-paste worlds of skate, graffiti and hiphop, now run that through the skitzo basement mind of John.T. Gast and you’re close to the kind of scorched earth and spiked suburbia that birthed Burn.

Dunno quite what YS have been ingesting of late, but this massively twisted LP touches on a host of gloriously fucked totemic underground sources while not sounding much like any of them. It has the ballsy swagger and hard flipping of the script as Massive Attack’s seminal Blue Lines. Indeed, the eponymous album tracks sound similar - the opener ‘Burn’ is like a hard-nosed, jammed-out redux of ‘Blue Lines’. Getting into a kind of slow-spinning overdubbed maximal euphoria ending with mumbled downer vocals, struggling to conceal their tongues in their cheeks, there’s an air of paranoia and proto-conspiracy theory. It’ll leave you scratching your head, feeling like you’ve stepped into a New World Order governed by a cacophony of dropouts, dope fiends, and apocalyptic stoners. A cracked-out world somewhere between Richard Linklater’s movie Slacker (1990) and Marc Singer’s Dark Days (2001).

The rest of the album parts like a tongue on a wine glass: Smith and Mighty, Bandulu, ambient Luke Slater records, Wah Wah Wino, Nurse with Wound, Land of the Loops, Placid Angels, Adrian Sherwood, Urban Tribe and DJ Shadow can all be heard in momentary splatters - but Burn like other works by YS, is its own ritual beast. ‘Moth’, a track that has been circulating the underground DJ circuit for many moons, is a raw, chopped, and screwed slice of stoner erotica that reeks of obsession and unrequited desire. Elsewhere, on tracks like ‘Switch’, ‘Trying’, and ‘Drift’, the throughline from Brutal Flowers can be heard. Underneath the driving heavy gravity, the trademark emotional intimacies of YS linger: eternal recurrence, ghosts of static and shortwave, worn memories of the playful and painful sort. The brief moments when flashes of orchestral ambience emerge from beneath the swagger are so pure, personal, and unguarded that, for a moment, they leave you completely alone. In the album’s closer ‘End’, you can hear the fleeting promise and DIY possibilities of an analogue world and embers of ash that flutter in its wake: where it seemed, for a brief moment, that collective of DJs, engineers, rappers, graffiti artists and skate crews were emerging from the streets, giving the middle fingers to the system, before just as quickly disappearing back to the doldrums of obscurity. ‘End’ is a bittersweet ode to early soundsystem culture, MCs and pirate radio - an out of step time where for a moment the underdogs and weirdos seemed to be kicking on the door of something bigger.

A veritable teenage doof suite dosed with desire, claustrophobia, and deviance. Burn is a good old howl at the moon: lonely, raw, and out for blood; basement style exegesis at its best. A thump to the gut, a stud through your blood. A dubbed-to-death classic straight out of the annals of nowhere. A perfect postcard from oblivion. A bleak, bold, and personally ferocious vision of tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow.

PREMIERE | YS - Moth [PERF000]

Trystero returns with their new album Humming Fuzz on Knekelhuis — a kaleidoscopic voyage deeper into the band’s expanding cosmos.
Built on plunging basslines, acid-drenched loops, and spiraling kraut-inspired guitar textures, the record drifts between hypnotic repetition and free-flowing, hallucinatory songwriting. It echoes the visionary spirit of Psychic TV and the genre-blurring universe of Weatherall, while carving out a raw, magnetic space of its own.
Recorded once again on a canal barge in the North of France, Humming Fuzz feels like a natural evolution from their debut Sfumare e Vedere — denser, more alive, and charged with electricity. Now expanded with Nelly on bass and Alexia on vocals, Trystero channels this expanded energy into their wild, expressive live performances, soon to ignite audiences on their upcoming tours.

Humming Fuzz

Green Flowers

Trystero - Green Flowers

ROKU041 - Paul Abbott - "OFF STAGE—WALK (B)" from SLIP

Avánadaro

“Digital Sunset” is a nostalgic dive into the neon haze of the late ‘90s — where VHS dreams flicker on static screens, and analog synths hum with the warmth of forgotten memories. Blending retro-futuristic melodies with modern production, this album captures the feeling of cruising under city lights, lost between the past and tomorrow.

Each track paints a scene — from the hum of an electric boulevard at midnight to the soft glow of CRT reflections on sleepless nights. It’s music for night drives, for rainy windows, for remembering what never was.

Let the synths shimmer, the drums pulse, and the nostalgia wash over you. Welcome to the soundtrack of a future that lived in the past.

The Last Light

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