Tuesday, September 18, 2018

Fadensonnen - Brut (FR018 - September 2018)

DEATH POSTURE / HYMN OF THE YLLUSTRIOUS FORGER



Double edged blast of electro-snuff-skronk to bathe away the daily apocalypse - thunder-sax/guitar/bass/traps-thrush-mondo-load-generator-thruk-rockk to knock the socks off yr Bachs' - got milk? Fadensonnen gently asks you play at max volumes for max frequencies - ya dig?

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NOW AVAILABLE . . . RAZORLEGS - DIAMOND DUST EP


Diamond Dust / Peace Viper


Molten new rama-lama-thunder-amphetaskronk from the refusenik avant improv duo of PD Fadensonnen and Andrew Hurst - Grip it at the Razorlegs Bandcamp:



Thursday, January 4, 2018

GIG ALERT! RAZORLEGS / WEASEL WALTER - JAIMIE BRANCH DUO / BLOOR / UNITED WATERS - SUN JAN 7 2018 - FOOTLIGHT, RIDGEWOOD QUEENS NYC - 8pm/$8


Wild Card Avant Rock Skronk Psycho Jazz Night Of Shaking Eardrums And Zoned Bones - Four Heavy Duty NYC Groups To Wig Out The New Year With Avalanches Of Notes, Bruised Guitars and Blistered Fever Jamzzzzz - United Waters (Brookyln's Melting Time-Zone Rock Action Unit!) - BLOOR (Sam Weinberg/Andrew Smiley/Jason Nazary - Sax/Guitar/Drums Skronk Unit Supreme!) - Weasel Walter / Jaimie Branch Duo (Lightning Fast Trumpet/Drums Improvisation Note Shred Killers!) - Razorlegs (Avant Shred'N'Roll Guitar/Drums Duo!) - BE THERE OR BE _________

SUNDAY JANUARY 7, 2018 - 8PM/$8 - THE FOOTLIGHT, 465 SENECA AVE., RIDGEWOOD, NY 11385

Monday, July 10, 2017

NOW AVAILABLE . . . RAZORLEGS - BLOODSHOT (Cassette)


Journal Of Eyes / The Slithering Embassy




New dunder-shred duo recording from PD Fadensonnen + Andrew Hurst - Grip the hot action at the Razorlegs Bandcamp:

Wednesday, March 8, 2017

Totensonnen - Winter Solstice (FR017 - March 2017)


Daybreaks / A Night Gaunt Stares

Total redhead sister project to Fadensonnen, via PD - Electro-acoustic industrial field recording raga rock to celebrate the seasonal changing - Daybreaks is Seventh Sons on a hangover taking a line they found in the bathroom mid-session - A Night Gaunt Stares is total electricity worship at the alter of guitar and amp desecration, staring into the Nor'easter abyss as hedgehogs climb our minds - total loner self-destruction?
Fuck Shakira!!!!!!




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Monday, June 13, 2016

Fadensonnen - Gutter Wanderer (FR016 - June 2016)


AMPHETACYCLE / SLITHERSIDE / BREAKNECKS / THE DRIFT / SLAMMIN' / NIGHTSWEAT / 
ACCELERATOR / ANDROIDOIDS / ELECTRIC CITY / FIRESTORM / SLIT WALKER / TENSION BLADE



Twelve track songs album from beneath the gutters of NYC - unbalanced guitar attack energy rock for the down and out nervous systems of the modern gutter world. Play loud for max frequencies!



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GUTTER WANDERER BANDCAMP

REVIEWS:


VIA CHRIS STIGLIANO'S EXCELLENT BLOG TO COMM: 


"Fadensonnen-GUTTER WANDERER LP (Fadensonnen)


It's kinda strange listening to Fadensonnen wreak musical glory on old-styled technology, but given how I can listen to four-hundred-plus-year-old vocal compositions on my Cee-Dee player maybe trans-generational technological mixes and matches is a rather spirited idea after all. Mr. D continues on his over-the-hills-and-far-away guitar stylings (imagine a cross between all five of your out-guitar faves, and add some more) even dipping into some ACTUAL MELODIES when the spirit arises! Pretty hotcha outre-blare that should make all of Fadensonnen's fans happy enough knowing that the ultimate soundsquall has not been squelched no matter how hard lesser beings have tried."

VIA MATT KORVETTE'S EXCELLENT YELLOWGREENRED.COM : 

"Wow, I love when a record like this shows up on my doorstep, a project I’ve never heard of (and surely few have) that completely slays, free from the restraints of modern society or, even worse, the music biz. Fadensonnen hail from Brooklyn, and I’ll have to forgive them for that, as Gutter Wanderer is an immaculate long-play record of pointless guitar fireworks. It sounds like the first Purling Hiss album (the one that was all scorching-hot solos and no songs), with less in-the-red distortion and more notes – endless, endless notes. Many of these tracks sound like the folks behind Fadensonnen left the Tascam four-track on fast-forward and decided to riff along with it, in wild swirls of guitar that recall five Demo Moe tracks playing at once, or Borbetomagus if their instrumentation was two guitars and a tape deck. I’m certain that at some point, there was a coherent riff or two, but Fadensonnen stacks a pile of guitars so large that one’s brain cannot focus on anything but its vast outline. What I’m describing could easily be a Merzbow-esque squall that you automatically tune out after a couple minutes, but Gutter Wanderer is constantly moving, bouncing off walls and stumbling over garbage cans like they’re chased by the cops. The confusing hand-made sleeve, wherein you have to fold this tiny little flap open in order to read any liner notes, is the perfect inconvenience to top off this mighty slab of hostile guitar music."


VIA BYRON COLEY on TWITTER:
new LP by fadensonnen, "gutter wanderer," is their best yet. two guitar metal machine excess -- Smashchords on scum "


VIA GRANT "GUMSHOE" PURDAM @ TINY MIX TAPES:
" It only took a few minutes to get me hooked on Fadensonnen years ago when I blogged about the excellent White Night, hell’s answer to that tight Chrome Jackson LP that got anally Cerberized in 2012, or maybe those old Matta Gawa albums. Or maybe this: Fadensonnen are to guitarisms what Mincemeat Or Tenspeed are to pedal worship, both packing the frenzy and bluster of an impromptu shootout with a crazy neighbor. Gutter Wanderer slinks out of a smoky sewer and lets its demands be known early and often, and it goes a little somethin’-like-this-here-goes: Don’t worry about where, who, or why you are, and don’t ask questions like, “Where’s the singer?” or, “Who is this music for?” It’s for people like GUMSHOE, dammit (my name is not Gum!), and despite our small numbers you won’t find a group of more dedicated enthusiasts. The thrill of F-sonnen’s jet-propelled, battery-charged, free-wheeling/-dealing/-face-peeling attack lies in the intricate layers that uncoil and strike just when you figure it’s time to grab a snack. Also appealing is the unmitigated obsessiveness that must accompany such a sophisticated-yet-in-the-pocket guitar strategy. I play guitar, OK, and I’ve never seen the fun in maxing out its sonic capabilities for some weird reason, though I tend to enjoy hearing someone else do it, especially when they’ve got the chops of a Fadensonnen/Stephen Mattos/Mick Barr/etc. But just imagine the geeking-out it takes to reach the point where you can guide an entire album with what MUST be improvised guitar-sugar-death magick. There exist several counterpoints to PD’s and RD’s (yep, these are the names, far as I can tell) guitar theatrics, but they barely even register as small distractions buttressing a storm of tragic proportions. I wish there were some way to inject a little low-end into Gutter Wanderer, as my ears have, over the years, started to resent the treble-heavy production values of many an experimental musician. Thing is, Fadensonnen never asked for my permission, or yours. They fuck shit up, and you’d be a fool not to jump ship when you see them descend onto your freighter. Rarely does instrumental music cut so deep, and the heaviness equals anything you’ll hear in the metal world (save Grave Upheaval; that’s some satanic shit). This album may have slunk out of a radioactive gutter but it reaches for the stars and comes close to a full eclipse of the sun when hitting on all cylinders. The only question is: Which forward-thinking indie label is going to take a chance on the F-sonnen next? Make it happen, I can’t imagine waiting another two years for a Fadensonnen record to show up on my doorstep."

Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Prodromes - Songs For Guitars (FR015 - November 2015)

DUST LESSON / BIG GUY / SO LONG / NIGHT SONG


Four junk etudes in blues, dumbjazz, melodics, and laconic haze. Mostly improvisatory, these songs were recorded during the winter of 2014-2015 in Burlington, Vermont.  The solo mini-album debut from RD.

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Sunday, October 25, 2015

Fadensonnen - PD6 (FR013 - October 2015)


I'M LOSING MY GODDAMN MIND / IN THIS GODDAMN CITY
34:58

Burnt out death rattle bad news from the underworld - music for a dead society? Two side long insomnias - the voices of voices inside the head passing time. Where's the number ? / Where's the dime? and where's the goddamn door to this goddamn city?

Digital Release / Handmade Limited Art Edition Black CD-R
Available At Our Bandcamp

Sunday, August 16, 2015

Fadensonnen - PD7 (KSE #303 / FR014 - August 2015)


FEEDBACKER / INTERFERENCE
34:58

2 TRACKS OF GUITAR DESTRUCTION AND AMPLIFIER FEEDBACK - PLAY LOUD FOR MAX FREQUENCIES!

AVAILABLE AS LIMITED EDITION CD-R 
EXCLUSIVELY AT KENDRA STEINER EDITIONS

Saturday, November 15, 2014

FADENSONNEN LIVE CONCERT - Sunday November 23 2014 - Trans Pecos - NYC - 8pm - $8


FADENSONNEN WITH SPECIAL GUESTS:
 CHRIS PITSIOKOS, JIM SAUTER, KEVIN SHEA, AND BRIAN SULLIVAN.

We're playing first on the bill with RHYTON and KEY OF SHAME.

SUNDAY, NOVEMBER 23, 2014 - 8PM - $8

TRANS PECOS
915 WYCKOFF AVE.
RIDGEWOOD, QUEENS, NYC



Friday, August 15, 2014

Fadensonnen - PD5 (FR012 - August 2014)





ASCENT / TO / STRAIGHT / (ELECTRO) HURRICANE / SHOCK
28:10

5 Track PD Solo Descent into Avant Feedback Improv - High Energy Raga Refusnik Destruction

DIGITAL ALBUM DOWNLOAD OR HANDMADE DIGIPAK ART EDITION BLACK CD-R




Sunday, May 4, 2014

Fadensonnen - Badlands (FR011 - MAY 2014)





MACHETE / BLIGHT GOSPEL / TAKE NO PRISONERS - 30:24

3 Blistering Tracks of Guitar Overload - High Energy Descents Into The Amphetamine Fueled Central Nervous System


DIGITAL DOWNLOADS - INDIVIDUAL TRACKS + ALBUM DOWNLOAD or HANDMADE DIGIPAK ART EDITION CD - EDITION OF 100


ART EDITION VINYL - EDITION OF 150 COPIES - RELEASED BY ONE HAND RECORDS



BADLANDS REVIEWS

VIA Christopher Stigliano's Excellent BlogToComm



Outta (practically) nowhere and onto your turntable comes this dandy art/rock package from none other'n one of our favorite modern-day practitioners of the scronk form, Fadensonnen! If you're interested in something successful in the way of avant-energy musings that wasn't recorded forty-eight years ago this be thee reel deel, and as I've told you many a time these limited-edition releases (this one only 250 vinyl-wise via the can't -believe-they're-even-allowed-to-exist One Hand label) dwell into soundscapading areas that definitely would upset more'n a few prim and proper rock applecarts out there in prissyland. As usual, hearing this on vinyl comes off as such a delight with those warn drones sounding even warmer...if such a term can be applied to the total guitar distorto/electronic rock that Fadensonnen has been releasing for quite a few years now already.




One that might just snuggle into your album collection a lot more comfier than you think, if you slip it in between METAL MACHINE MUSIC and VINCEBUS ERUPTUM."



VIA DAVID KEENAN at VOLCANIC TONGUE:

Staggering psychedelic guitar excess in a gorgeous private press edition of only 150 hand-numbered copies from the same people who brought us last year’s ass-flattening Dark Sunny Land LP: Fadensonnen – aka the Vermont-based duo of ‘PD’ and ‘RD’ on guitars, drums, ‘machete harmonic’, ‘feral wah’ and ‘echo disaster leads’ – take the raggedy black psychedelic blueprint of IIIRD Gatekeeper-era Skullflower and the UK experiments in American guitar blitz of Ascension, JfK et al and marry it to an all-in-the-red, soloing-all-the-time wipeout style that would build eternal plateaus of ecstasy sound ala Rallizes Denudes circa France Demo Tapes. The pair trill on grandstanding lead guitar histrionics before deforming the whole thing with nightmarish bottom-end bass dunts that could almost be Yasushi Ozawa and moments of pure, clear glissing space that push amplifier worship to the point of The Savage Resurrection play Hell Is Now Love. The insert pic featuring Lou Reed flipping the bird is just so much gravy and makes this a mandatory purchase for serious VT heads. Seriously; this is the best guitar-as-guitar side of the year that doesn’t have some kind of relationship to Nick Mitchell or Heather Leigh, just wild six string excess at a newly deformed and bloody-minded apex of high. The packaging is stunning too, with a fold around b&w sleeve that comes with a thick hard card insert w/paste on photo and credits and a stickered bag. US guitar album of the year? Just ridiculously good, but at 150 copies you better make it quick! Very highly recommended. "



VIA DOUG MOSUOCK'S  STILL-SINGLE TUMBLR:



"RECOMMENDED

Outstanding puncture wound guitar/drums-guitar/guitar duo, apparently of a busy nature with a bunch of self-released CD-Rs under their really-just-a-length-of-extension-cord belts, practicing the kind of high-velocity, pressurized instrumental torture that in this idea-soft yet hyper-aware era might make the weak of mind or hyphen-averse wither under the midday sun. Triangulated between Brooklyn, Vermont and Cambridge, UK, the three tracks here illustrate the sort of rock/noise-based improvisation that one always hopes to find under the layers of hyperbole coughed up by so-and-so’s like myself just to get you outta bed and through the door these days. Everyone else (well, both of them) said Skullflower and Ascension, which makes sense, but goddamn, do these pieces sound driven, heavy and immense yet grounded to the poisoned soil of the outer boroughs, two of the tracks doing the deed (opening sprint “Machete” and explosive sidelonger “Take No Prisoners”), while another prepares the mixture (the thick, tumultuous droner “Blight Gospel”). We’re in an era where this sort of exploration usually falls into one of three buckets: the one where sound takes the backseat to whatever transgressions the performers want to impart; the one where everything gets lost in some sort of mindless Hawkwind-style moron jam under the guise of “heavy psych”; and the truly progressive, new-language bent of a slim few (Dead C., Sightings, Oneida). Something like Fadensonnen is then far more preservationist than it is transformative, but all the same it’s been far too long since this sort of action darkened my doorstep – all the danger and violence that accompanied these shapeless exercises of rage back in the ‘90s is dragged out of the canal to inspire your malevolence. Edition of 150 copies, handmade heavy card insert with wraparound black-and-white print indebted to Nick Blinko … for once, the cost seems to justify the effort put into making a record like this. " (DOUG MOSUROCK)



VIA GRANT 'GUMSHOE' PURDUM AT TINY MIX TAPES:



"Fadensonnen represent the absolute cream of the improv guitar-noise crop, so to hear them hit vinyl with a resounding CRACK should be a priority if you read this column. Badlands bristles with post-no wave energy, all-instrumental and poised to break the record for most circuits broken in a single sit-down. The ear has so many points to find purchase it’s impossible to pick one. That’s what so impressive about the whole maelstrom of Side A: Each element is blended together, yet set apart just enough to trick the ear into believing (save for the theatrics of the guitarist). I don’t hear drums but I sense them deep in the thicket of hot, wet sick. Side B turns the ship around. We get readily apparent, half-flailing, cymbal-worshiping drums, droning bass, more of that singular, exceptional guitar abuse, and a psych-noise brew not unlike portions of AMT offerings and/or all-out Matta Gawa jamz. But Fadensonnen’s sense of clinical cool and restraint undercuts the gestures toward instrumental excess and psych. It’s an exercise in blown-out precision and repetition that sucks all into its orbit. Whole sections of pure feedback-doused frenzy tend to do that, too, and we’ve got a hair-clump mess of it closing out the record. There are 150 copies of Badlandsin existence, and they’re handmade, so find a way to make your dreams happen soon or you’ll end up drinking the dirt of denial. "


VIA BOB SMITH'S PROCUREMENT RECORD REVIEWS:
"What initially turned me on to Fadensonnen was their ruckus.  Bands like them and Aufgehoben know how to skirt that fine line between a wall of noise and aggressive, progressive rock music.



With Fadensonnen's newest release,Badlands, the sound remains the same, but the feeling is much different.  For the first two tracks, gone is the rush of intensity reminiscent of Guitar Wolf.  Instead,Badlands places the listener into a static-filled, psychedelic sound.  Yes, the guitars still feel overrun by delay and reverb, and the drums still keep a fast pace, but even turned up to full blast, the underlying energy seems different.  That isn't to say that this is a bad thing, it just wasn't what I expected, and possibly not even what the band had in mind going in to record.

A great example can be found in the final moments of the opening track, "Machete".  As all the feedback fades out, the listener is left with a chopping guitar similar to something out of Boredoms' Vision Creation Newsun or Guardian Alien's body of work.  It is this sound that I hear through both the first tracks, simply buried beneath the relentless wall of noise.

The final track feels much more like Fadensonnen's White Night album and is about where my initial expectations put the sound of this record to be; the type of sound that would make Air Conditioning want to get back in the studio. 

While overall the album is different than I expected, it still sounds great.  Badlands can be streamed Here, and do yourself a favor and pick up a copy on record while you still can."

VIA DAN SHEA @ BOSTON HASSLE:

"Free form guitar and drums train wreck / (mass) slaughter / destruction, blasted free from NYC and Vermont, or something close to that. The first recording I’ve heard by these persons united to formFADENSONNEN (PD & RD) is their most recent, and it is called BADLANDS*. PD on “Echo Disaster Lead Guitars” among other things, and RD on “Feral Wah” and yes, other things. And what they craft is desolation, end of the world scenarios, and impossible dankness. This is filthy and fried music for people who need such in their life (this includes me).
FUSHITSUSHA-like sound wreckage is what you should be thinking about. Grisly psych. Washes of uncontrolled liquid sonics. BADLANDS is 3 tracks, in total clocking in @ 30+ minutes. The closer on this monster pile of boiling screech, “Take No Prisoners”, is half of the album all by itself (@ 15+ minutes). A continuously texturally shifting fireball of undulating noise-psych, this track manages to make raw as fuck guitar noise that by the 11 minute mark could be mistaken for deeply heady and texturally alive electronic noise ebullience. Just absolutely, freakishly ripping. When guitars and drums stir it up like this it is a victory for us all. Recorded in Brooklyn, and Burlington, VT. Without fail loud and / or gnarly, asked them to play the NEU MF 14′ in September, but it didn’t work out. Stick THIS in your ear / pipe.
* According to their website the band has a plethora of recordings stretching back to 2007."


Sunday, June 16, 2013

Fadensonnen - PD4 (FR010 - JUNE 2013)


SUNSET SMOKIN' BLUES / RATS / VEIL / HURRICANE / AUTOCEPTION /
CROWS / G TRAIN / BALCONY SMOKE

33:01

Six compositions and two improvisations of late night echo chamber guitar / percussion duos after-hours in the drone basement. 
High psychic delicate energy in the moonlight.


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Sunday, June 9, 2013

Fadensonnen - PD3 (FR009 - June 2013)


BRUTAL/MINIMAL II / GREENPOINT NIGHTS
31:16

A disorderly duo - BRUTAL/MINIMAL II is a steamrolling in-the-red power minimalism guitar /percussion exploration - Greenpoint Nights is a echo saxophone nightmare from the abyss. High energy nourishment for your central nervous system!


CUSTOM HANDMADE DIGIPACK CD-R - (EDITION of 100 - SOLD OUT - COMING SOON TO BANDCAMP)


Thursday, April 11, 2013

Fadensonnen - Free Concert April 20 2013

 
Fadensonnen will be playing a free show in Brooklyn at an art opening at English Kills Art Gallery around 9pm on Saturday April 20th, 2013.

The core of PD and RD will be rounded out by artist/musician Andrew Hurst on drums and other secret special guests.

English Kills Art Gallery is located at 114 Forrest St. , Ground Floor, Brooklyn, NY 11206 - the entrance is in the alleyway underneath the gallery sign.

Tuesday, February 5, 2013

Fadensonnen - PD2 (FR007/008 - February 2013)


DISC 1:

FEEDBACK 1 / BRUTAL/MINIMAL / VOID OF ICE / FEEDBACK 2 / VEIL / FEEDBACK 3 / FIRE ANIMAL
43:00

DISC 2:

BROKE AND PISSED OFF IN NEW YORK CITY 
26:58

Eight blistering solo guitar improvisations recorded in-the-red for maximum effect. This double album represents music as energy, sound, and electricity. 


CUSTOM HANDMADE DUAL DIGIPAK WITH HAND PAINTED CD-Rs - (EDITION OF 100 - SOLD OUT COMING SOON TO BANDCAMP)


PD2 REVIEWS

Via Christopher Stigliano's excellent BlogToComm :

" Yet another one from PD hisself, two platters filled with nothing but solo electric guitar screech that's guaranteed to make all of those snooty "classic rock" types say "my six-year-old brother can play that!" to which you would respond "well, why don't he!" Frankly I am not sure if any first grade type could perform on an electric guitar the way Mr. F does, but if he could then boy will we have some hotcha primary school talent shows to look forward to!

Echoes of Glenn Branca, Arto Lindsay, Rudolph Grey, Lydia Lunch, Von Lmo (need I mention any more late-seventies En Why See underground ax-grinders?) can be heard, and if you are one who still holds your Lust/Unlust singles proudly to your boobies you might appreciate this if even in the slightest. Pure (or even impure if you like) sound like this has always been a cathartic experience in my life and it just might do the trick for you better'n est, and I'd hurry up if I were you because only 100 of these things were pressed up! "

Permalink: http://www.black2com.blogspot.com/2013/02/ill-bet-all-of-you-readers-in-new.html

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Fadensonnen - White Night (FR006 - April 2012)


HUDSON RIVER BLUES / BLACK HEAT / FIRE OF NIGHTS / SNAKE CHARMER / STREET SMOKIN' EYES / LUNAR STOMP / MANHATTAN TONGUES / DO THE SLIDE / ONU BA 
48:06

The nine track high energy debut album of Fadensonnen - presented in sub-Faust Tape bootleg glory. Destructo-improv-rock action to re-sensify the nervous system.

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DIGITAL ALBUM DOWNLOAD or DIGIPAK EDITION CD - EDITION OF 150 - AVAILABLE ON OUR BANDCAMP

WHITE NIGHT REVIEWS

Via Christopher Stigliano's excellent Blog To Comm: 

Ah, yet another newie to sparkle my senses this week, the latest platter from PD Fadensonnen and his partner in sound RD. On this go 'round the duo make even more of an atonal blur of raucous spew than they have the previous five or so releases, trying to do their best to make the most hard-nailed sounds (viz a viz Chrome filtered through Les Rallizes Denudes' amplifiers) utilizing everything from anvil and snake phase shifter guitars and tape manipulations to stylophones, and rather than coming off like typical ten year olds jerkin' 'round with Big Brothers' stereo equipment this does take off on a rather feral bent. If you are one who is searching for the missing link between WHITE LIGHT/WHITE HEAT (or side two of FUNHOUSE) and METAL MACHINE MUSIC, you may have found it right here!!

Personal faves are "Lunar Stomp" and "Manhattan Tongues" (yours may differ), but "Snake Charmer": does have a certain appeal like one of those Can Ethnic Musical Forgeries. Whatever your likes, this is one that wouldn't look or sound too outta place in your industrial/avant music collection where it and the entire Fadensonnen catalog belong, natch!
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Via Carter Mullin at the excellent Olive Music :
Even some of the most open advocates of the Stooges' seminal 1970 album Fun House couldn't stand its final song "L.A. Blues" for its unsettling formlessness and perhaps inability to provide a climactic rock anthem closing. Hearing Fadensonnen's White Night makes the thought of their seething even stronger, for the album is essentially that same abrasion spread across 48 minutes and even less intelligible than the Stooges' sprawling noisemonger tendencies.

On their debut, the New York duo explore free-rock obfuscation, rife with grooves awash in marbleized amplification. Though Fadensonnen haven't the slightest air of black metal in them, a comparison to Wold wouldn't be too far of a stretch: amidst the sonic blur-- all percussion muffled and the definition of other instruments abstracted-- a curiosity of what lies beneath prevails. The liner notes dispel that mystery, though, listing stylophone, toy saxophone, slide whistle, and tape manipulation among others, but whether they're discernible is another discussion in itself.

White Night has potential to be the wildest psych-rock discombobulation of the year, filtering rock bombast through the abstruse flavors of musique concrete, free jazz, and noise. Muscular, flange-doused chords emerge from the opening of "Black Heat" just seconds before cymbal clatter and wah noodling consume them whole. Fadensonnen are keen on disorienting listeners, but they employ more than barrage tactics: they provide a defined (albeit confounding) progression for the following "Fire Of Nights", for upon reaching an apogee of damaged guitar swathed in screams, it dissolves into an understated drone, accumulating reversed clangor and sweeping back into chaos. Among the most schematically piquant is "Do The Slide", lost in the elaborate cognition of assorted percussion and electric tampering. It's not difficult to find that Fadensonnen have a method to their madness, but chances are that only they themselves get it.
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Via the excellent Gumshoe Grove :
I’ve never understood why the word “busy” carries with it a negative connotation. I’ve had my drumming called “busy,” so perhaps that’s a personal quirk of mine, but when it comes to describing a band’s attributes, why isn’t “busy” considered a compliment? Would folks rather hear something “lazy,” “laid back” and/or “ill considered”?

Shit, I HOPE NOT.

And so it is: Fadensonnen are a “busy” band, but in the best sense of the word. It’s as if a metric ton of high-hat swipes, guitar squiggles and candy-cane effects swirls have been poured into a funnel, then pumped out as high-energy BB’s in humble, bite-sized form.

Or at least that’s how the first few tracks, “Hudson River Blues” and “Black Heat,” pan out. Trudge on, however, and you’ll find yourself trapped in a withering blizzard of noise snow, white-hot and blinding as battery acid poured on the ol’ peepers. Eventually the pattern turns back to the frenzied onslaught described in the previous paragraph, and in no way is that a discouraging development. If I were to nit-pick, I suppose I’d request a bit more variation once the all-out squall hits; nothing major, just a few more nudges this way or that to pinch me out of the improv dream I keep drifting into while the assembly line is running.

“Lunar Stomp” comes close to offering a more herk-jerk premise with its brutal bumper-car bounce, and the possibilities revealed by 15-minutes-plus closer “Onu Ba” shine smilingly upon future variety; still, at time the scrum becomes so intense the brighter colors mash into brown purely by dint of sonic aggression. Which is, actually, pretty fuckin’ cool if you think about it but perhaps not the best way to make the inner ear tingle and/or exhibit the credentials of the players (if you must know: shit, all I got is they’re attached to Black To Comm in some way, and one of them is in King Crab).
Then again, it was likely their distinct intention to do exactly what they did, which is marry the improv instrumentation of bands like Matta Gawa, Talibam! (both also duos), Toy Killers and Notekillers with hard-psyche and the all-out brain-kill of the loudest noiseniks/noisekings/noisads like The New Blockaders and John Wiese. They’re extremely successful, almost painfully so, which leaves the question: Where do we go from here? Have Fadensonnen backed themselves into a corner with the extreme teeth-gnashing of White Night?

I’m sure they’ll be fine.

Is it a surprise that Weasel Walter mastered this session for CD? Oh FUG-EXPLODE no; his fingerprints rest all over this recording, particularly in the way the sonic cavalcade collides against itself while retaining its distinct pieces throughout. I mentioned earlier that the instruments occasionally “mash” together and I figured I should clarify that: Often within White Night I find that the only thing mitigating the madness driving beneath the torrential muck is the crystal-clear — yet satisfyingly damaged — production. If it weren’t for a skilled hand separating the pinks from the yellows, blues and reds you’d end up with a smudge of skronky shit (though I’d still probably dig it).

Recognize.

Permalink: http://gumshoegrove.com/2012/06/27/fadensonnen-white-night-lp-self-released-album-as-art-205/ 
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Via the long running website of tastemaker Jon Worley at Aiding & Abetting:

FadensonnenWhite Night(Fadensonnen Records)

A certain PD and RD are responsible for the chaos of this album. You should be on your knees. In chains, preferably. This is music of utter bondage. Once you enter the album, you will be defenseless against its charms.

Charms, of course, is a relative term. The distorted riffage and generally deconstructed lines of the songs (a loose term, to be sure) are aggressive and mean. The sound is abrasive and harsh. The effect is impossibly liberating.

So you get it or you don't. These are songs, not just tone poems, and they do say something. They probably aren't the future of rock and roll (though I wouldn't rule it out), but they're goddamned thrilling. Chaos abounds and life flows.

And not inconsiderable brilliance. Absolutely lovely fare, if you construe lovely the way I do. Fadensonnen is mean, rude and avaricious. Totally lovely.

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Via Roctober Fanzine:

If you are a paranoid schizophrenic obsessed with human slaughter and small animal torture, and you’ve suffered multiple concussions and an inner ear injury, then you’ve already heard this record. In your head.

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Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Fadensonnen - Live @ Actionist Studio (FR005 - December 2011)


SKIDMARKS ON BRUCKNER BOULEVARD / 114 FORREST STREET / VAN BRUNT / HOYT AND THIRD 
36:57

Four high psychic energy improvisations to upset the universal neighbors.


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LIVE AT ACTIONIST STUDIO REVIEWS

Via Christopher Stigliano's excellent Blog To Comm:

" . . . LIVE AT ACTIONIST STUDIO just happens to be the latest release this unheralded (and under-documented, under-appreciated and under-weight for all I know) musician has dared to unleash on us modern music maniacs , some of us who still harbor some hope that there's interesting underground avant garde rock being made a good thirty years after it all sorta went 'n deep sixed!

A lotta the same aspects of previous Fadensonnen releases can be discerned, but I was able to pick out a whole batch of new influences here (or was that just my ears hallucinating?) from Les Rallizes Denudes to even some of those Kongress workouts that I thought had only graced mine ears (esp. the one where Von Lmo was extrapolating on his own trapology!) It is heartening to know that people still play with stylophones! A pretty hotcha way to begin the new year if you ask me, and if this is any sorta start I just hope my hard can stand it these next twelve months!"

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Saturday, July 9, 2011

Fadensonnen - PD1 (FR004 - July 2011)



GHOSTS REJOICE, REJOICE / BLACK SMOKE / OOMOO / G TRAIN / UNO LAPIS 
34:17

Five instrumental tracks of brutal melodic guitar improv action colliding with intense percussion attacks awash in a sea of feedback and toy saxophones - total abandon!

CUSTOM HANDMADE DIGIPAK WITH BLACK CD-R - (EDITION OF 100 - SOLD OUT - COMING SOON TO BANDCAMP)

PD1 REVIEWS

Via Christopher Stigliano's excellent Blog To Comm :

Who'd've thunk a brand-new Fadensonnen-related release would've made its way to my door this soon? But this just ain't any ol' Fadensonnen release, but one featuring the man in a solo setting handling all of the instruments (which include, besides the featured Amphetamine Lead/Feedbacker/Drone/Anvil Rhythm/Black Hole Lighter Slide Guitar...drums, percussion, tape manipulation, AM/FM clock radio and toy saxophone!), and it all sounds pretty disturbing, but in a great, life-reaffirming kind of disturbing way! Thirty-four minutes of total high-energy rock abandon which has me thinking a whole lot of the infamous Doug Snyder/Bob Thompson DAILY DANCE album which should be so ingrained and embedded into your psyche that I won't even bother hitching up a link to one of the many on-line reviews of it I have written o'er the years. Let's just say that if you like hard distorted acid guitar wailing and manic percussive scrunch being played over what sounds like one of those old John Cale tape experiments that were released a good decade or so back then this is the one for you! Cee-Dee closer "Uno Lapis" earns points for exceptional tape-loop drone repeato riffdom unheard since the days of at least READ ONLY MEMORY.

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