The Mount
The Sun Also Rises
scum stats: limited (200? 500?) one-sided flexi-disc
From the Sugar Records concern, a partnership inspired by COVID times emanating from Jonah Swilley and Mattiel Brown (you know, of Mattiel fame). The group itself seems to include Swilley himself along with Marshall Ruffin and Jordan Manley, and they self-describe the music as "Garage Gospel or Minimalastic(c) American Mythological Music or Agnospelism(c)."
I'm not all that into having to label things, but of note are solid tambourine backbeat, deceptively dangerous accent vocals and a clean guitar just languorously melting through the whole thing...letting you know that I'm impressed by the release and the strong "manifesto" declared on the Sugar Records website. It arrived to me, unsolicited, in a print 'zine form including a Sugar Records sticker, temporary tattoo, t-shirt (salmon's not my color but I wore it anyway), a type-written letter and two copies of this flexi-disc.
Surely...a good way to get my attention.
In the spirit of sharing the wealth, the spare copy of this flexi goes to the person who posts the best COVID-related comment. Maybe you got your shit together and finally started gardening. Wrote that grant proposal. Lost some weight by choice. Or maybe you didn't and are just eeking by and a flexi-disc in the mail would make your day. Or maybe you've actually run with the bulls in Pamplona? I'm not here to judge...well, kinda...but this is my lazy-ass way of checking in on you kids here. Sending love and good vibes out to all of you, take care of yourselves.
As I sit on this isolated moon and stare back at the the days of unconcerned human contact, I wonder when again I will be able to freely embrace another. the lack of human proximity utterly isolating and completely deafening.
COVID has allowed me to stay home with my wife and our new born son. So grateful for this time spent with my family. Being able to see my son grow has been an incredible experience, an experience that most new fathers don’t get.
PS VOTE I DON’T CARE JUST VOTE I WANT US TO BREAK THE FUCKING RECORD FOR VOTING I WANT US TO BURY THEM IN BALLETS NOT BULLETS REALLY GUINNESS BOOK OF RECORDS SHIT DO IT DO IT DO IT
I’m a stinking babyboomer/no I don’t mean I’m an infant pooping nonstop/I mean elderly peeing nonstop/ and I have pre-existing shit and I’m still fucking here so kindly send me anything to get my saggy ass shaking. Thank You now excuse me while I piss the ski.
I’ll trade you a Iggy Pop 1986 live ‘fanclub’ tape. Maybe you can make a release out of it.
I’m now a teacher. I need some new music for class!
I bought a boat to keep me company during covid. Now it’s winter….
I threw off the chains of corporate repression, by negotiating my escape from this vile & corrosive realm. In these negotiations with “the bastards,” I managed to put a coin in my pocket & save a co-worker’s job in the process. Lost 20lbs, became a frontman for a band, became an entreprenuer, and fully succumbed to my vinyl addiction. And would like to hereby announce my candidacy to be your intern. I have never encountered a vinyl/music DEGENERATE with such taste, humor, and accomplishment. I will kneel before you like Vader & grunt like Conan whilst I work.
Finally bought a turntable, which I blame (/thank?) COVID. First action = getting a subscription to the Vault. Long overdue, but well worth it.
Heading into second lockdown here in Toronto with my stockpile of chickpeas. I figure what I save on personal grooming and transit I can funnel into record acquisitions and working from home while living alone means no arguments over “appropriate music for work”. I have forgotten what human touch feels like but am generally fair to middling, if a little feral