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 HOBO SONN "Wary The Mind / Swarm" LP -  Amen Absen/Rottenslushy  £10

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Utterly beguiling lp of electro-acoustic music from the shadowy hobo sonn, taking in cracked electronics, “mystical” piano figures, resonant feedback-based drones, and some fine minimal chamber / bassoon writing ... all reminiscent of the best of the “nurse with wound list” sides, yet made (convincingly) in the here & now ...
.. easily one of the best “mystery” records we’ve received all year ; each copy comes with a bonus 3” cd-r of extra materials that are the bombastic, event-oriented sister to the album’s more cryptic brother ... highly recommended !!! REVIEW  by k.f.w for Mimaroglu Music Sales.

" And now onto Hobo Sonn, one young man from Brighton who couples various musical and less obviously musical sound sources in sidelong micro-orchestras of idyllic decay and drift. Headphones are strongly recommended to pick up on the subtleties present along both sides, both bulwarks in zero gravity colliding into one another. I find records like this can be strangely soothing to listen to, and of course the feel of discovery in anything music-related at this point cannot be understated. The methods Hobo Sonn employs on these works has been done before, but the artist clearly claims his own corner, performing avant-garde landscapes upon the piles of ash we will all join one day. review by D.M for Still Single blog.

Much-anticipated second full-length vinyl from Brighton’s Ian Murphy aka Hobo Sonn. Hobo Sonn’s glorious self-released debut floored pretty much everyone who heard it, drawing comparison to everyone from Nurse With Wound and Aaron Dilloway through Total and Heemann/Chalk. This new album, released by the Canadian Amen Absen label, is just as consummately out, with a sound that’s as deep as a thunderstorm and as exactingly detailed as Steven Stapleton’s obsessive studio work circa Spiral Insana. The palette is fairly minimal, with thin feedback tones, bells and Morse code tattoos suspended above a gulf of black electronics populated by slow tectonic shifts that sound like a more planetary scale Whitehouse complete with phantom/hallucinated melodies that come across like phantom snatches of processed choirs with a single guitar dissolving simple repeating folk motifs in reverb somewhere just beyond the horizon and hypnotically reductive two-tone pulses gradually fading to silence. The sound is as empty and oppressive as a wall of overheated amplifiers singing softly to themselves but it’s the surreal feel for detail, for odd sonic topography, that makes this a deeply psychedelic trip and a must for in-depth headphone investigation. File alongside classics like Heemann/Akita’s Sleeper Awakes On Edge Of Abyss, the Nord LPs, Alan Lamb’s Night Passage, Bernhard Gunter’s Un Peu de Neige Salie et al. Edition of 330 copies but all VT copies come from the special 120 copy sub-edition that features a bonus 3”. Highly recommended. REVIEW bY D.K  for Volcanic Tongue

Brighton's Hobo Sonn (aka Ian Murphy) is an artist whose music is in a state of constant homemade handcranked flux. For someone who sounds like he's often working at a micro/ground minimalist sound-selector level, fiddling in the fragments, its uncanny how out there and other his records sound. As tapes slowly spin to life across Wary The Mind, ghost traffic coming in from solar slipstreams, Hobo Sonn works within the same magical abstract that makes you want to drag out (overused) Nurse with Wound comparisons. Filagreed full of ideas, cuts, edits and wavering drone parts, the untitled A-side even ends with a guitar coda that most artists would have built a whole vinyl from. The flipside is a little more sampladelic, loops taken from anonymous sources as possibly bizarre as spooky music hall piano, harp glistens and buoy bells. What's most obviously special about this slice of Hobo Sonn's work is the lucidity and the working/manipulation of sound levels. The album is odd enough to distance itself from the more clinical end of experimental sound technicians without being faux-surreal. There's a still a strong essence of the odd across the whole record though, a kind of wrong-way-round-Coil-at-their-best, fragments of sound(s) that aren't 
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 Review by S.M for The Quietus.Listen t

" Wary the Mind is the long awaited second LP by Hobo Sonn following the self-released debut - The Thundering Nature of Reality. Constructed using electronics, effects, piano, sampler, mixer, field recordings, etc., this album presents an audible voyage that meticulously weaves together seemingly random reference points into a cohesive yet perplexing whole. Side one begins with processed feedback shifting amongst tape hiss/static and muted drones where intermittent signals of disintegrated sound seep in like a new breath and then recede leaving near silence. This sparseness provides the opportunity to contemplate the space between each frequency and brings to focus the sequence of the sounds as they have been assembled. A hypnotic and glistening piece for piano introduces the second side which evolves into an electronic buzz accented by a raga-esque feedback swirl coaxed from the unexpected sound-source. The well placed field recordings, with the chimes, clatter and chattering, bring things to a gently decaying conclusion. The album is pressed in an edition of 330 copies, with the first 120 copies including a bonus CDr featuring a track unavailable elsewhere" Amen Absen;

 
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Hobo Sonn “Synthetic Preserves” (C60) Sickhead Tapes £5

A synthetic sermon in heavy stereo from UK’s finest ampler-sampler, Hobo Sonn. It’s like a home gym for the flabby minded. It takes you back to thinking that thunder and lightning are manifestations of some god’s wrath. Relentless bashing of the hopelessly burned mind with the same joyous truth: that it is appointed unto all folks frequently to die. It’s like it’s the future, again, but this time the good guys have the biggest lasers. It’s like two fat guys welding those Japanese pet-robots on sleep depravation and over-time pay in a factory made out of sparks. An electronic anthem for the skewed viewed few. -TA

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GRYN BRVS  Fat Burren Moon -Peasant Magick  TAPE  £5

full colour sleeves with on body printing and obi strip.

"Peasant Magik continues its new run of cassettes with this very fine release, accompanied by eerie cover art by Jeanne D’Angelo. The album’s first side (made up of the piece “Ewe Wos Wurnhed”) is created out of layered drones, and its second (called “Fires Trife Wuth Wurn”) is filled with thickly distorted recordings of an acoustic piano and other instruments, each part composed of dark tonal colors, and on the whole expressing an engrossing and unilluminated haziness, like a captured image of a medieval English landscape at night.  The instrumentation throughout is thickly applied like oil paint, and works well together, with loosely related musical parts concealed within one another.  To label this music “folk” would be to use a misnomer, and the aesthetic seems to be a much darker one on “Fat Burren Moon” than in that genre, but there seems to be a similar aim and reexamination of the past involved in the music’s creation" review by  Jordan Andersen

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COPERMAHKS - from the womb to the tomb - Rottenslushy CD(r  £5 

(last copies) black bottomed discs.

A duo of Hobo Sonn and Mr. Cooper, an improv noiser and a leftfield electronica producer respectively, Copermahks make a stately collection of completed ambient drones that take clean, melodic tones into post-industrial scapes. And they do it without being fucking awful – not easy. The duo is happy to admit the heavy Blade Runner aesthetics of this record, should anyone ever remake the movie and twist it into something even more austere and bleak – these are the guys for the OST. Improvised jams that follow the ephemeral nature of the sound of falling light, this is a sleek and bleak essential piece of music" review by Scott McKeating

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HOBO SONN " the sixteen levels " THE TRILOGY TAPES)   TAPE    £5

"Back in 2007, head free from hooch, Hobo Sonn decided it was time to attempt his dream to take the hiss-fidelity into three dimensional sound. Now you too can peel back your skull, blow away the dust and let your gray matter ingest the whisper and whirr of dated circuitry. Like a musty sci-fi soundtrack, feel the shavings from the wheezing Akai MPCs dirtbox dissolve into acid rain, and be sure to bring a raincoat." Dylan Nyoukis

"New album of low-level drone tectonics, slow-motion amplifier violence and austere digital sculpture from Ian Murphy's Hobo Sonn project " Volcanic Tongue.

 
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