Monday, October 8, 2007  11:23 pm 

Jolene (Covered In Blood)

Round these ‘ere parts we love a bit of Dolly Parton. There is in fact nothing we like more than knotting a pinny to our torsos and skipping through the house doing chores, cleaning, vacuuming, watering flowers, um, filing away mp3s in the correct folders. We do this whirlwind of housewifery to the dulcet tones of balloon-breasted betty, miss Parton.

When we are cruising through the city at nite its not Jan Hammer instrumentals or darkwave brittle-synth barrages from Germany ‘82 on the Delorian cassette deck, its ‘Nine to Five’ that plays proud out of the wound down windows.

So an 11 minute long cosmic disco opus edit of her signature tune is sure to prick up the ears of us spacial-disco cadets.

Peter Visti - Dolly

Peter Visti is this cosmo-wizard that’s signed to Eskimo Recordings and is a graduate from the school of Manuel Göttsching, majoring in Balearic sciences. His last two 12″s have showed his skill for effortless prog-disco pagan ritual-anthems (hunt them down, probs get some luck on Piccadilly).

His edit of ‘Jolene’ sits aside a ghostly pipedrum-strut edit of new wave classique, ‘Puttin’ On The Ritz’ by Taco. ‘Dolly’ is a blissed out Delia + Gavin sized prog daemon. It soundtracks the setting of the sun over the blood-drenched highland heaths with the sky turning lurid orange as a blackly transparent hand glides from the clouds to pluck at slowly spinning virgin maidens clad in white cloaks.

Keeping on a bloodsoaked theme, Riton and Ben of Fat Truckers fame are the team behind Gucci Soundsystem and their new 12″ on Death From Abroad is a carrot dangling in front of the dumbass donkey that is 20JFG. But then with a Joakim remix present its like coating said carrot in hundreds and thousands and hurling it into a pile of pristine old and rare italo vinyl. We are taking the bait.

Gucci Soundsystem - Acarpenter (Joakim Remix)

Beginning with the sort of minimal metronomic synth stab that can only conjure images of dimly-lit rain-drenched streets in credit sequences of giallos horror, deathly shrill sounds cause cold chills and night fears. Undead pulses form the drums and before you know it the killer is cornering you, and that dead end alley is not a good place to be on such a dark and deadly still October nite.

You should have stayed in the disco baby, you won’t “be right back“. Don’t say we didn’t warn you.

labels >> bleeps, italo