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TITLE
Into This Juvenile Apocalypse Our Golden Blood To Pour Let Us Never (Olive Vinyl)
FORMAT
2LP

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THRILL 568X-LP THRILL 568X-LP
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RELEASE DATE
8/29/2025

Originally released in 2022. Olive color vinyl. "Thrill Jockey Records presents Into This Juvenile Apocalypse Our Golden Blood To Pour Let Us Never, the third collaborative album by Japanese free music provocateur Keiji Haino and expressionist metal trio SUMAC. Into This Juvenile Apocalypse captures Haino and the three members of SUMAC live on stage, navigating a series of spontaneous compositions in front of an attentive audience, with no prior discussions or planning involving the direction of the music. All four participants agree that Into This Juvenile Apocalypse finds the quartet navigating the push-and-pull of creative interplay with bolder strides and stronger chemistry. Recorded on May 21, 2019, at the Astoria Hotel on Vancouver BC's notorious East Hastings Street as a one-off performance during a short North American tour for Haino, the six compositions comprising Into This Juvenile Apocalypse showcase a musical unit bouncing unfiltered ideas off of one another, mining a trove of textures and timbres from their armory to buoy and bolster these living and breathing pieces. Like so many albums documenting free music, the thrill here is in the tight rope walk, the wavering moments of uncertainty, and the ecstatic moments of shared brilliance. The album opens with 'When logic rises morality falls Logic and morality in Japanese are but one character different,' a pensive exploration of melody spearheaded by Aaron Turner's fractured arpeggiated guitar chords. Drummer Nick Yacyshyn and bassist Brian Cook step to the forefront on track two, 'A shredded coiled cable within this cable the sincerity could not be contained.' As with American Dollar Bill and Even For Just The Briefest Moment, Into This Juvenile Apocalypse Our Golden Blood To Pour Let Us Never is an unfiltered and undoctored document of a specific moment in time. There are equipment failures. There are ideas left dangling in the ether. There are the technical handicaps of recording in a dingy hotel dive bar in a bad neighborhood as opposed to the optimal acoustics of a proper recording studio. But there is also an electricity in the air, and a continuous sense of creative elation and goosebump-inducing inspiration. It's an hour-long exercise in seeking out happy accidents and reveling in the wreckage."