Category Archives: Oneohtrix Point Never

Bone Tones

With the reissue of the most excellent “Betrayed in the Octagon” LP on No Fun, Oneohtrix Point Never are finally getting more recognition. The LP is a wondrous clash of sinuous organic totems and sheer metal floating mosaic patterns, a battle watched by the 2001 homo-sapiens as a bone turns into a spacecraft. Its an image glimpsed in a mirror at the end of a generation and with tracks like “Woe is the Transgression I” OPN easily weaves horrific terror into tone-perfect tranquillity. The title track follows a team of explorers entering the ear of a giant crash-landed Mega Man covered in rust and battle scars. “Laser to Laser” pins a star beam to the point directly in the middle of these two styles. Previous readers have left comments expressing a desire to climb into OPN’s tracks, and “Laser to Laser” is a perfect gateway to the warm comfort of a cybernetic womb, cradled in a sea of robotic nerve endings, watching as the plumes of cloudy synths spread across a sulphuric sky and My Bloody Valentine records drape over tree branches like Salvador Dali clock faces.

Oneohtrix Point Never – Laser to Laser

Oneohtrix Point Never mixtape transmogrifying to 2OJFG soon…

This month, SALEM follows up the soundtrack to ecliptic smoke beings on Merok Records with their happiest song (its still about Ketamine though) on Japan-based label Big Love. “OhK” is backed by “Sweat (l)” a gurgling fear anthem for Team Sertraline. Guaranteed to be one of those mad scrambles to the Rough Trade/Puregroove digital record shops; 300 copies fast diminishing to zero.

SALEM – OhK

“OhK” is one of the achingly tarnished silver and reversed wicker-cross torch songs that Heather sings over, a surprisingly upbeat shuffling 4/4 thud, lit by the frozen morning sun as lost souls stumble from the underground into life again, only to be punctured by tendrils of serrated keyboards, deafened by shrill death rattles from a Roland MC-505 graveyard.

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For yet more of SALEM’s fever dreams head to SO BONES, the newly established blog from Robin and Steve, featuring odes to the translucent androidical beauty of Cassie and Ciara, the chrome and crystal knuckleduster chic of Usher’s most mental (and therefore unreleased) ice ballads, Lil Wayne’s feral malfunctioning robot vocals oozing over filth-rhymes, The Underdogs Italo-baiting neon-monolithic productions, and so much more….

(no Akon or Flo-Rida and no ill-advised collaborations with Enrique Iglesias, promise)

The White Void

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Chicago macabre squad GATEKEEPER fulfil your 20jazzfunkgreats’ thirst for the nocturnal with another black morsel of thrills and kills. Their music embodies all that we like about 1980s cinematic suspense, paranoid hallucinations, a phantasmagoria of green lights and ectoplasmic mist seeping through multiple fracture lines on the thin walls of reality, you can of course see the long shadow of one true master John Carpenter projected over the icy electroid landscapes and obsessive synth melodies painted on damp concrete with sounds made of black leather, cursed silver and blood-splattered celluloid. A knock on your door, look through the peephole to face an empty corridor, unlock it to find a parcel wrapped in coarse brown paper laying at your feet, the chaotic diaries of a detective who disappeared while investigating a string of child abductions, scant evidence hinting at the existence of a dark conspiracy, listen to “Final Approach” and know that this is the music of the horror that awaits beyond should you decide to step into the dark alleys where the ghastly truth awaits.

GATEKEEPER- Final Approach

Great streams of fiery white light, much like dragons from Heaven bought us into contact with Oneohtrix Point Never. We were instantly transfixed like rabbits in the headlights of the apocalypse once the stuttering repetitions pulsated from the dark planets in the shadowy star system that these knights of new age synth happenings reside in.

Oneohtrix Point Never – A House in Rasinari

“A House In Rasinari” is all glittering harmonies, various beautifully synchronized sounds rising from spray from the waves of the sea on the Moon. It spirits through time and space with an ethereal air of arch knowingness – the world and all its people thinking the same thoughts, moving in the same collection of gestures, the sound bleeding into different streams of consciousness through osmosis, sliding cold across deserts and crevice-littered vistas, weaving through inverted snow-capped mountain ranges. It reaches an all encompassing existence until like a sun exploding supernova, it fades out in waves of undulating energy – all caught as a glint in the collective eye of Tangerine Dream.

Oneohtrix Point Never – Soft Program (You Knew)

OPN then capture the same feelings on ‘Soft Program (You Knew)’ that maybe Delia Gonzalez & Gavin Russom had when they gave cosmic birth to “Days Of Mars”; the slight feeling of creeping dread at the sight of wolves dashing slow motion through icicle forests, splashes of blood across the white walls of undiscovered caves, forks of phosphorous blue lightning striking glass structures in desolate wastelands, the sun setting upon fields of deceased Nephilim and foretold planetary alignments in future years of war.

Support your local musician, in the sense that we live in OPN’s neighbouring galaxy – go unto the website, these lo-fi DIY astronauts need your help in spreading the spacial gospel of inverted clockwork pyramid soliloquies.