Marina Rosenfeld - Plastic Materials 2009

HOLY FUCKING SHIT

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the midpoint between grouper and runhild gammelsæter. and basinski. and what frank poole must have been hearing as his oxygen emptied into space.

"In my imagination, Plastic Materials sounds like an strange autopsy where the deceased is part robot, part creature from another planet and each progressive incision opens new caverns of spiraling innards that are both structurally amazing and kind of freaky. There is even an ever present sterility of steel tables and clean instruments to the whole thing. The album is bizarre in the most fascinating way. Rosenfeld’s doesn’t actually use any knifes in the creation of her work, but still manages her fair share of cutting by the heavy use of turntables and sampled voices (both talking and singing out of tune) cut up with medical precision. In addition to the re-emerging vocals, Rosenfeld has crafted a moody sub-noise aesthetic that incorporates turntable tics and spasms along with other electronic mumbling which flow in and out of piano tinkering and other unidentifiable transmissions."

knifes? if there's a pitchfork review of this album, i dont want to fucking know about it.

give to me your LSD's.

1. Conversation

2. "Cuz I Cannot Find My Way..." (Teenage Lontano 1)

3. In F

4. Rings/Black Circles (Version)

5. Formal Arrangement

6. "I Treated Myself... Like I Knew I Would..." (Teenage Lontano 2)

7. Locus

8. "Hey, Girls (It's Not an Issue for You...) " (Teenage Lontano 3)

9. Sweetest Sensation

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