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VAVA 015LP
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Jacob Yates & The Pearly Gate Lock Pickers's Goths!!! is a miniature epic that jettisons romance for realism and delivers uncomfortable but extremely relative, current and historical truths. From the ashes of the influentially revered and much missed Glasgow cult "Horror R&B" group, Uncle John & Whitelock, Jacob Lovatt can still yelp and howl powerfully like a possessed man but he also puts new life into ballads that could stand as manifestos for the lost and lovelorn. Poetic observations are set to dub, personal tragedy is told through folk with dark billowing rhythms and explorations into jazz, blues, ballads and even gospel do not sound out of place. Lovatt is joined by Cassie Ezeji on tracks such as "The Gospel According To The Selfish Gene" which is a life affirming rail against blind acceptance and "Care Home", an unflinching dub that stares into the abyss into which many fall. It is brutal, honest, distressing and describes real horror; a walk through the dark corridors of the human mind. Part raucous, affectionate, hilarious, rich, emotive, exhilarating, condemnatory, artful, literate and above all very real, it's impossible not to be moved and affected by this supercharged trip into the "awful truth". Life is chaotic, dark and unpleasant but the chinks of light come from the songs themselves.
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VAVA 013EP
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First single from Jacob Yates & The Pearly Gate Lock Pickers album Goths!!! (2016). The band deliver Lovatt's special brew of horror and loss with influences from unexpected corners. Uncomfortable truths are set to dub, personal tragedy is told through folk with dark billowing rhythms. Side A is a life affirming rail against blind acceptance, a secular gospel anthem. On the flipside Cassie Ezeji delivers heartbreak on the Lovatt penned "The Tigris", a nightmare song of loss set in a place that has lost so much.
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VAVA 010LP
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Tut Vu Vu are an instrument-based four-piece composed of Matthew Black, Jamie Bolland, Raydale Dower, and Iban Perez. They have variously and incorrectly been referred to as "musique concrète," "the best band in Glasgow," "the love child of David Lynch and Anaïs Nin," and "vaguely jazz-based rhythm with a wayward electronic disposition." Regardless of these descriptions they are proud to release their self-titled debut album. In their own words: "Our understanding of what it is to be human. With hydrogen sulfide at more than 700 parts per million and the re-entry devices at a pulsed-plasma critical stage, the need to constantly monitor such forces and handle their data flows is imperative if we are to go even deeper into space."
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VAVA 011LP
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Timely reissue of Mike Ladd's crucial and seminal 1999 work Welcome to the Afterfuture. Summoning b-lines, electronic spatter, jazz wig-outs, hard hip hop, Indian ragas, and soundtrack ephemera, Mike Ladd chooses a different voice (and sometimes an absence of voice) for each tune. He runs hyper-literate, pun-stuffed rap against pitched-down crooning; pif-punk call-and-response against uninflected reportage; preacher's cadences against poetry. This deluxe double LP reissue is packaged with an 11" x 11" booklet containing exclusive pictures, lyrics, and literature from prominent writers and critics, as well as exclusive vinyl-only bonus tracks and a download code. "Bladerunners" features Company Flow.
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VAVA 008EP
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The first single from the 2015 album Chaoid Systems (VAVA 009CD) by genre-splicing artist Keith K. Hopewell (Part 2). James McNally describes the album as "the adolescent dream of electro re-imagined according to a more desolate vision of the future by a man who, crucially, never forgot that 'Planet Rock' was street avant-gard-ism before it was an 'electro classic,'" and singles out the A-side of this 12": "Nowhere is this clearer than on 'Myth' where 'Planet Rock''s key rhythmic trope -- the distinctive syncopations of Kraftwerk's 'Numbers' -- is ground into a bleak and furiously oscillating acid fever."
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