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01. WILLIAM FOWLER COLLINS - The Hour Of Red Glare
02. WILLIAM FOWLER COLLINS - Grave Robbing In Texas
03. WILLIAM FOWLER COLLINS - Dark Country Road
04. WILLIAM FOWLER COLLINS - On Perdition Hill
05. WILLIAM FOWLER COLLINS - Slow Motion Prayer Circle
06. WILLIAM FOWLER COLLINS - The Ghosts Of Eden Trail
ARTIST
TITLE
Perdition Hill Radio
FORMAT
2LP

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CATALOG #
TYPE 046LP TYPE 046LP
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RELEASE DATE
7/7/2009

2LP version, contains an extra 20+ minute bonus track not on the CD. From the desolate hills of Albuquerque, New Mexico comes self-styled black ambient guitar overlord William Fowler Collins, and his second full-length release, Perdition Hill Radio. Brought up in New England and educated in San Francisco, the constant traveling has given his music a rare patience and focus and a distinct connection with the sprawling American landscape. Like Earth's seminal Hex before it, Perdition Hill Radio invokes the ghosts of a lost America and drags the rotting carcass of country music through a swamp of noise and drone. With a love of both experimental ambient music and ear-splitting black metal, Collins has arrived upon a grim hybrid of both. Black ambient might be the best description, as this is neither one nor the other, inhabiting a lonely space in-between. The chugging, blown-out treble and isolated darkness of Xasthur is all present and correct, but there are also echoes of William Basinski and Deaf Center hidden amongst the clouds of radio static. These rare cracks of beauty are what make Perdition Hill Radio such an arresting listening experience, and what sets it apart from so much that has come before. There is a shadowy link between the compositions of William Fowler Collins and fellow Type artists Svarte Greiner and Xela; all three share a similar fascination with the darker side of the ambient spectrum. Collins, however, manages to re-frame this darkness to suit the sun-baked mountain tops of New Mexico, and it's all the bleaker for it. As crows circle an anonymous skeleton and brightly-colored lizards retreat into their dark corners, there could be no better soundtrack than this. Dark, doomy and with no escape from the pounding sun up above, Perdition Hill Radio is a truly cinematic record.