Stadiums & Shrines

RG1E otherwise known as “Reggie” was created in Ibiza and planted in Harlem to infiltrate the local club scene. His success is yet to be determined but there have been reports of “a shitty electro reggaeton sampler” selling out at stores in Chinatown, which can only mean good things, as the kids begin to experiment.

Catamaran | Reggie

“Reggie” leads off the debut, extra-full length from Manhattan’s Catamaran, which will see an MJ MJ release on December 6th. Until then, four of its numbers are streaming, and those double Jordans are having themselves a special sale.

What a combination—Mutual Benefit and Philip Seymour Hoffman—two EPs, one 32 minute tape; cue the burst, with philosophical sparks raining. The excerpts alone are too luminous to circle just once, to take in from any one angle: Jordan sings of Midwestern road trips, Roy Roger’s Epitaph, and the great unknown—ideas as big as the open plains. And then there’s Noah, at infinite howl, sending aural postcards to the loving universe, narrating his own critical consciousness, clarity and discovery, with ears unblocked.

Mutual Benefit | Backwards Fireworks
Philip Seymour Hoffman | Ear Wax Blocked Ear

The full split arrives mid December. Hear “Auburn Epitaphs” over at Head Underwater.

 

Logic would say this dream state begins at the point of submersion, but maybe it’s the other way around. That blind applause and blank poolside tour give no indication of us being anything more than thin air. Maybe the world up top is only a show. And we’re not waking up until fully doused in shimmering synth, and among familiar faces—in its finale.

Sobrenadar | Finales

Argentina artist Paula Garcia aka Sobrenadar is something of a dream pop specialist. Her latest study, Physeos, is getting the Absent Fever stamp next Monday, and in coordination with Smoke Don’t Smoke, above is the first look at it.

The lovely Maria Sleets, her eyes like white orchids in a field otherwise green, used to air-waltz in and out of rooms, conversations, and ultimately, lives. It’s not her physical absence that’s been processed now as much as it is the space she left behind. Those dark corners that sharpen each hall, the cold mirror still cued with a makeup box at its feet, the dust covered gramophone, and the lamp who’s bulb has since long passed…

With Music For Interior Shadows, Fort Collins-based artist Matthew Sage focuses on what’s missing. While sonically inspired by the recent lost memories of The Caretaker, Sage’s real thread to pull came after visiting Dan Flavin’s light sculpture exhibit at the MoMA last month in New York City. He was particularly moved by the way it utilized the space between physical elements to create composition—not the light fixtures themselves he explains, but the shadows they cast. Upon returning home, Sage dove into a stack of old records with the idea of finding minimal chunks of sound and turning them into absent compositions. What resulted is a pure and tragic, era-bending experience. And S&S is honored to host it here today:

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