Wednesday, April 27, 2005  5:27 am 

Meronian Acediast

Circle - Takaisin

Meronian is the language Circle invented to sing in. How fucking wikid is that! Inventing your own language!

Ok, its going to exclude you from radio play in certain territories (like all of em who don’t speak Meronian) but what the hell.

Its made up of lots of other bits of language and slang so maybe it will come full Circle and just like IceBerg Slim’s now highly popular diction the entire planet will be rocking Meronian in there own form of Finish prog-pimp street jive speak.

If anyone has any Meronian rap, let us know.

We give Finland Acid Rain in order to produce our Popcorn Makers, Electric Rice Steamers, Hummer Cars, Squeezy Mustard and numerous other life saving essential items and in turn they give us one of the most extraordinary sounding hypnotically repetitive prog rock bands on the planet today.

They get a bit hippy sometimes, and we live in Brighton (one thing us and sad old has-been’s Primal Scream still agree upon KLLLLHPS) but we can forgive these Finish folk for there beauty and elegance when they counterbalance it with horrible grinding noise and tardis sounds (and we like that).

Should we invent our own language to blog in too?

Then porcupeeness terifico blob blob mush wouden shitshit moo on your asskimo.

And how good would that be?

The Gremlins are coming. Please can you stop William Burroughs speaking in tongues inside my head now.

Takaisin is one of the more sedate tracks from Circle’s 2003 album Guillotine on Ektro Records.

Now check out a song about something quite understandable, i.e. shouting into a well, come on, you have done it everyone! As long as you don’t throw your lil’ daughter there like the Violent Femmes …or come out to scare people off Sadako style…

Anyway, this track is in (Smog)’s new album, ‘A River Ain’t Too Much to Love’, out next month in Drag City and it is simply awesome, listen to it at the brilliant Orbis Quintus.

(Smog)- The Well

(Y’all know I’m in love with Mr. Bill Callahan, who can make music with the spare change in his pockets)

And now going back to languages we don’t speak, ah, I wish, let’s see how would have PIL sounded if they had been japanese and produced by the DFA. Maybe like We Acediasts?

Travel back to the past when Electroclash ruled the waves and disco-punk was but a speck in Trevor Jackson’s massive glasses. The DFA produced this in 2001, it’s hard not to notice some beat trickery that was latter applied with explosive effects to the Rapture and other usual suspects.

We Acediasts- Kousho

Kousho starts inside the asylum from which that Squarepusher girl escaped and moves towards the crazy forests while the vocalist, Takamoto runs in circles around you screeching like a deranged ghost, piercing the spiderweb of guitars and taking the whole thing to a very opressive bare space of drone dub and scary pitch shifts.

I must say that soon after the recording of Pre Acediasts, the EP from which we have taken Kaisho, Takamoto disappeared without trace, this song feels haunted…

Pre Acediasts was supposed to be released in Troubleman, but the band split up before that could happen. Still you can get it from (and read their sad story at) Mesh-Key records. There you can also listen to another track, the absolutely brilliant Ibasho, which Fat Planet reviewed not that long ago.

We Acediasts- Ibasho

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