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REPOSE 112LP
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Reissue, originally released in 2005. First time available on vinyl for 15 years. New sleeve artwork with photos by Steve Gullick and pressed on dirty white vinyl. Ladybird... one perfect heavy as fuck hypnotic riff played over and over and over and over across two sides of an LP. Back when Shit And Shine formed, the idea was basically to sound like their heroes Drunks With Guns and Strangulated Beatoffs, using that same basic formula. A big dumb ass catchy riff played over and over until the joke gets old... then keep going. Recorded live at Southern Studios, London (fun fact: the same room where Bauhaus recorded "Bela Lugosi's Dead") in 2004 with just two basses, a snare drum, a huge cardboard box and a tiny toy Casio SA-1 keyboard (using the "airplane" sound hitting the same key over and over for 41 minutes). Some still say it's the best thing Shit And Shine has ever done. No argument there. Originally released on CD, and super limited vinyl. This was Shit And Shine's second release and it sold out quick. Remastered and beefed the hell up by Craig Clouse at Shit And Shine Ranch, 2022. Don't sleep on it. Edition of 300.
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REPOSE 095LP
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Shit And Shine return to the mighty Riot Season, the label that was brave enough to put them on the map in the first place. This LP, like 2019's Doing Drugs, Selling Drugs (REPOSE 085LP) returns to the sludge. Sludge the way sludge is meant to be ... fucking sludgy and evil. This shit is ridiculously heavy, in fact it could be one of the heaviest sludgiest records ever made. Yeah, for real. Sleep? Melvins? you call that sludge!? PAH!! No, not quite. Sure, it's heavy and riffy but nothing close to this slow-motion exploding mountain of filth lava. Goat Yelling Like A Man what a great name for a fucked-up record. No bullshit the LP includes actual goats yelling like men as vocals. Hail the mighty black goat of your nightmares! Hail Shit And fucking Shine! When sludge needs to be done proper, Shit And Shine do not fuck around. White vinyl; includes download code; edition of 500.
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REPOSE 085LP
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Fifteen years and forty releases into their career, Shit And Shine return to Riot Season with some trademark aural filth. As if one could expect anything different, right? Doing Drugs, Selling Drugs is the sound of a man going back to the harsh sound of the early Shit And Shine works, and mixing it up with his recent dirge rock outings with USA/Mexico. It's nasty. Mastered by James Plotkin. Limited transparent green vinyl, includes download.
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DIAG 046EP
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Craig Clouse's Shit And Shine is an amorphous entity that's forever in flux, from scuzzed up, bass-heavy and raucous noise sessions to inverted dancefloor shenanigans. This time round Very High EP serves Diagonal with a 30-minute plunder-phonic special, curling purple funk, R&B and rap specials to order. This is essentially the Shit And Shine edit white label, scorched and blunted three tracks of madness somewhere between John Oswald and slowed-down Secret Mixes and Fixes tackle, bubblin' computer funk, like Material and Rhianna on a slow spin oozing summer vibes and blurred vision.
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EMEGO 238LP
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Shit And Shine's sidestep from percussion-led bunny rabbit rock ensemble performance based glee to ultimate heavy fools of the sticky dancefloor remains one of the more inspiring turn around's in recent years. With highly acclaimed releases on Editions Mego, Diagonal, Riot Season, and others, Shit And Shine have wasted no time clearing away the rubbish whilst cutting up their own path towards giddy bass-heavy shape-shifting dance mutations. Snapping the twigs of disco, hurling clouds of exquisite dissonance, mangling modulations, boiling beats, twisting tweaks... this is a crew that will throw anything at the wall, and you. Some People Really Know How To Live presents a machine music built for the house, the street, the beat. For now, for never. In paradise, all (earlybird) tickets are free and as you face your maker it is Shit And Shine who will truly set you free. Recorded in Austin, Texas; Photography by Coco Clouse; Design by Stephen O'Malley.
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DIAG 035LP
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Bubbling up from his post-everything cesspit, Shit And Shine cups another killer album boff to the grill of Diagonal with Total $hit!, his second LP and third full release for Powell and Jaime Williams's indomitable imprint. A rancid ruck of rock 'n roll and industrial entrails squeezed for sustenance and sploshed with classic '80s disco, Total $hit! is nothing if not a definitive Craig Clouse record; insistently playful, scatty, and demented, in equal measures, but with a couldn't care less attitude that's always refreshing and welcome. Following his grind-core lash Teardrops for Riot Season (REPOSE 052LP, 2016), this one is a return to the heavy truckin' styles last heard on Everybody's A Fuckin Expert with Editions Mego (EMEGO 212CD/LP, 2015) and Good White Good Green for Glasgow's Heated Heads (2016), depositing nine examples of his nonchalant style at its most distended, unsettling, and, funnily enough, its most funked-up and effective. He makes a big entrance with the blind-drunk swagger of "Hot Shovel" trammeling rabid tribal drums, grunts and pitched voices in a febrile hot mess, before "Chklt Shk" possibly betrays his no f**ks attitude with some of his canniest, adroit tweaks applied to what sounds like Anthony Shakir and MMM fighting over the last cubicle after a plate of bad seafood, then it's back to twisted smiles and buckie-sloshing skank with the acrid disco nip of "Long Island City". The record's longest, murkiest section follows with the Jacko-shampling "Dodge Pot" dispensing a slimy hot streak of flatulent mongrel boogie that perhaps outstays its welcome, hence the entrance of two squabbling lasses who tell it where to go, which leaves us with a version of the recumbent coke standard "White Horse" ready for the knacker's yard, plus a trio of saltier, off-the-wrist jags that only serve to agitate and infect the sore he's been prodding at 'til this point. Let's be fair: Total $hit! is not big or clever but, it is messy and fun; like the soundtrack to a lock-in at a boozer exclusively full of mad c*nts who were chucked out of every other place. RIYL: Xão Seffcheque, Mika Vainio, Beau Wanzer, Powell. Artwork by Guy Featherstone. Mastered by Matt Colton. Edition of 500.
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REPOSE 052LP
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Shit And Shine, aka Craig Clouse, presents his sixth album for Riot Season, Teardrops. Since the release of the first Shit And Shine album You're Lucky To Have Friends Like Us in 2004, Shit and Shine have released approximately fifteen more albums, with at least the same amount of EPs and played fuck knows how many amazing shows across the world. Throughout this, Shit And Shine continue to shift genres with ease, never wanting to become predictable, Clouse rarely opts for the safe option, in fact he never does. Recent times have seen him receive glowing praise for his more electronic work on labels such as Editions Mego, Rocket Recordings and Diagonal. So what does Clouse do next? He knocks out a grind-core album of course. Teardrops kills any notion of you knowing what he'll do next stone dead. It's a battle scarred middle digit to the world, a full force fuck you guitar overload and it'll ruin your weekend. White vinyl housed in 350 GSM printed card sleeve with black inner sleeve. Edition of 500.
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EMEGO 212LP
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Double LP version. The ascent of Shit and Shine is one of the great audio headfucks in memory, from its genesis out of the South London noise rock revivalist scene to a zone where rabbit-costumed maniacs bled a unique form of multi-drum and electronic hysteria to its incarnation of destroyed lysergic dance music. Shit and Shine is the epitome of second-guess-subversion. With a foot in every pie, it continues on a fantastic, twisted path. Everybody's a Fuckin Expert lays forth another slab of inverted tranquility in which general disruption is kept in check by the subversive charm unique to the outfit. Gunfire rhythms lay waste to androgynous sonics on "Ass"; deep sea disorientation allows pools of plasticine audio to rise on "Rastplatz"; "Picnic Table" rinses electro out of thick, gelatinous cybernetics. Everybody's a Fuckin Expert takes a smorgasbord of sounds and styles and contorts them into a bright hope in twisted theater, disorientating dance, and hefty hedonism. Both the faint- and strong-hearted allowed permanent entry to this club.
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EMEGO 212CD
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The ascent of Shit and Shine is one of the great audio headfucks in memory, from its genesis out of the South London noise rock revivalist scene to a zone where rabbit-costumed maniacs bled a unique form of multi-drum and electronic hysteria to its incarnation of destroyed lysergic dance music. Shit and Shine is the epitome of second-guess-subversion. With a foot in every pie, it continues on a fantastic, twisted path. Everybody's a Fuckin Expert lays forth another slab of inverted tranquility in which general disruption is kept in check by the subversive charm unique to the outfit. Gunfire rhythms lay waste to androgynous sonics on "Ass"; deep sea disorientation allows pools of plasticine audio to rise on "Rastplatz"; "Picnic Table" rinses electro out of thick, gelatinous cybernetics. Everybody's a Fuckin Expert takes a smorgasbord of sounds and styles and contorts them into a bright hope in twisted theater, disorientating dance, and hefty hedonism. Both the faint- and strong-hearted allowed permanent entry to this club.
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REPOSE 046LP
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Long overdue vinyl release of Shit and Shine's second album, Jealous of Shit and Shine' originally released by Riot Season on CD only in 2006. Back when Shit and Shine were just a mere two-piece with a wicked sense of humor and a lawnmower, Jealous of Shit and Shine came out and knocked folks bandy. The original CD didn't last long and was never repressed, and since then Craig Clouse has been badgering Riot Season to give it a vinyl release. So here it is, in (almost) all of its original fucked-up glory. The audio has been tweaked a little to make it more vinyl-friendly by the man himself in his Texas bunker, but it's still a completely messed-up brain-fuck of an album. The kind only two men and a lawnmower can make. Split into two parts, side A is the live favorite "Practicing to Be a Doctor," almost 24 minutes of pounding tribal drums and a ridiculously addictive bassline that just rolls on and on... if you never saw them do this live with anything up to 30 drummers you missed out big-time. Maybe they'll bust it out again one day. Side B features the more wacky/noise/avant-garde side of Shit and Shine. Chaotic, distorted blasts; mesmeric chuntering; tortured guitars and drums disguised as seven tracks. Absolutely fucking delightful, and absolutely like nobody else out there. 100% Shit and Shine. It's no wonder folks were jealous. NME listed Jealous of Shit and Shine at #89 in their "100 Lost Albums You Need to Know" feature, for which Jeremy Pritchard of Everything Everything wrote, " I love Jealous of Shit and Shine the same way I love everything they do; the utter wretchedness coupled with humour; the surprising depth of what could seem initially like a one-dimensional sound; the cast iron but utterly uncontrived 'absolutely-don't-give-a-fuck-about-what-you-think-ness' that it exudes. Although it sounds really abrasive, some song titles and the artwork spell out their playful streak pretty clearly." Summed up well. Neon pink LP housed in PVC sleeve sealed with sticker. Includes download code. Limited edition of 300. One-off pressing; no repress.
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LAUNCH 078CD
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Taking the repetitive rhythmic drive of krautrock and marrying it to a percussive Butthole Surfers-style strain of acidic intensity, Shit and Shine have carved out a unique niche for themselves as one of the most unpredictable and -- occasionally -- outright unpleasant outfits in living memory. Like a robot Can-Hawkwind hybrid in a Philip K. Dick future, reassembling disco, abstract electronica, and noise rock into elegant new shapes, Shit and Shine furrow brows and fry synapses in equal measure. In spite of 54 Synth-Brass, 38 Metal Guitar, 65 Cathedral boasting a leaner, sleeker attack than before -- partly informed by the band's 2013 and '14 releases on Powell's Diagonal (including DIAG 012CD/LP) -- the same sense of gleeful perversity is abundant, and the same twisted humor ingrained in these grotesque and hypnotic grooves. Where there is rock within the album, its essence is morphed and feverishly formulated into extraterrestrial aural landscapes, as on the opening "Electric Pony 2," which lurches forth like Chrome alchemically reassembling the disembodied spirit of Marc Bolan in a scrapyard trash compactor. Elsewhere, specters of smooth jazz fusion lock horns with the against-the-grain approach of Aphex Twin and circular necro-Necks grooves are beset by demons. And the abstract funk of "Love Your Hair -- Hope You Win!" locks a Larry Graham-style groove in a vortex of digital disorientation. Brandishing an intimidating psychic attack and equipped as ever with both nameless menace and savage wit, rarely has a band made sounding so wrong sound so right. CD includes two exclusive tracks: "Goat $Hit" and "Egg MM-Mufin/Pimp Different."
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LAUNCH 078LP
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LP version. Taking the repetitive rhythmic drive of krautrock and marrying it to a percussive Butthole Surfers-style strain of acidic intensity, Shit and Shine have carved out a unique niche for themselves as one of the most unpredictable and -- occasionally -- outright unpleasant outfits in living memory. Like a robot Can-Hawkwind hybrid in a Philip K. Dick future, reassembling disco, abstract electronica, and noise rock into elegant new shapes, Shit and Shine furrow brows and fry synapses in equal measure. In spite of 54 Synth-Brass, 38 Metal Guitar, 65 Cathedral boasting a leaner, sleeker attack than before -- partly informed by the band's 2013 and '14 releases on Powell's Diagonal (including DIAG 012CD/LP) -- the same sense of gleeful perversity is abundant, and the same twisted humor ingrained in these grotesque and hypnotic grooves. Where there is rock within the album, its essence is morphed and feverishly formulated into extraterrestrial aural landscapes, as on the opening "Electric Pony 2," which lurches forth like Chrome alchemically reassembling the disembodied spirit of Marc Bolan in a scrapyard trash compactor. Elsewhere, specters of smooth jazz fusion lock horns with the against-the-grain approach of Aphex Twin and circular necro-Necks grooves are beset by demons. And the abstract funk of "Love Your Hair -- Hope You Win!" locks a Larry Graham-style groove in a vortex of digital disorientation. Brandishing an intimidating psychic attack and equipped as ever with both nameless menace and savage wit, rarely has a band made sounding so wrong sound so right.
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DIAG 012CD
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The next release on Diagonal is the latest album from Texas-based demolition artist Craig Clouse aka Shit & Shine. Titled Powder Horn, it follows-up Clouse's 2013 Diagonal debut 12", which channeled his shape-shifting sound into sharp shocks of mangled club music. On this new album, his first full-length since 2012's Jream Baby Jream, Clouse voyages still deeper down his own sonic wormhole. Its raucous slabs of deviant funk, wiry disco and burnt-out acid are sculpted to soundtrack strung-out dancefloors and their seedy early-hours aftermath, yet they still bear crucial traces of Shit & Shine's history in noise rock. Drums bound, crash and detonate to drive the music forward in fits and starts, their sound veering from the chest-busting thud of a techno kick to the hollowed-out clatter of a live punk band. Writhing acid lines do battle with taut, spidery guitar motifs, wrenching the momentum abruptly sideways. "Hiss" is bare-chested post-punk, strutting across the stage, caked with sweat and fizzing with static interference. Deeper into the night, "Acid Minor" wrenches up the gear to explode into full-bore acid techno, with Clouse repeatedly hammering the brakes and triggering space itself to distort around you. This provocative yet playful approach has long been a defining characteristic of Clouse's music. Over the past decade he's gained a reputation for Shit & Shine's remarkable live shows -- mesmerizing blasts of rhythmic noise featuring multiple drummers -- as well as a string of albums exploring starker noise rock and industrial-infused sounds. His recent shift towards more club-centered music, then, makes sense. Both Powder Horn and his previous Diagonal EP further hone his fascination with the energizing effects of rhythm on the mind and body, while retaining the unpredictable and confrontational nature that's always made Shit & Shine such a wild proposition. CD includes three bonus tracks off of the DIAG004 12".
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