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Tristan Bath looks over this month’s best tapes including ambient sax entropy, a nightmarish trip to a German partykeller, lingering ancestral whispers from Northern Ireland plus krautrock recorded in 1993 at a Lake District cottage
Tristan Bath looks over this month’s best tapes including ambient sax entropy, a nightmarish trip to a German partykeller, lingering ancestral whispers from Northern Ireland plus krautrock recorded in 1993 at a Lake District cottage
The tapes are eating themselves in this month’s Spool’s Out, with Tristan Bath finding the month’s essential cassette releases almost exclusively assembling collages of into suitably sour soundworlds for the shitshow that is 2019
The tapes are eating themselves in this month’s Spool’s Out, with Tristan Bath finding the month’s essential cassette releases almost exclusively assembling collages of into suitably sour soundworlds for the shitshow that is 2019
Minimal Polish footwork, London Americana, digitally degraded Ecuadorian soundscapes? Tristan Bath’s monthly tape roundup has it all, and is as always, reaching far and wide into the undergrowth to find you the best of June’s cassette releases
Minimal Polish footwork, London Americana, digitally degraded Ecuadorian soundscapes? Tristan Bath’s monthly tape roundup has it all, and is as always, reaching far and wide into the undergrowth to find you the best of June’s cassette releases
A series of dreamworlds populate May’s best cassette tape releases as picked by Tristan Bath, including Teleplasmiste's British ruralism, Merry Peers’ surreal trips, digital ayahuasca from Prague’s Izanasz, and a pair of anonymous untraceable synth tapes
A series of dreamworlds populate May’s best cassette tape releases as picked by Tristan Bath, including Teleplasmiste's British ruralism, Merry Peers’ surreal trips, digital ayahuasca from Prague’s Izanasz, and a pair of anonymous untraceable synth tapes
From the 'uniquely identifiable sonic fingerprint of Elvin Brandhi to the double bass and field recordings improv of Imanishi and Serrato via Massimo Pupillo's debut solo album, here are the cream of this month's cassette crop reviewed by Tristan Bath
From the 'uniquely identifiable sonic fingerprint of Elvin Brandhi to the double bass and field recordings improv of Imanishi and Serrato via Massimo Pupillo's debut solo album, here are the cream of this month's cassette crop reviewed by Tristan Bath
For your tapedeck (and bandcamp) delectation, the finest new cassette releases, including the best Japanese producer you never heard of, the modern sound of the trombone, the early work of Rangers, and some postindustrial Northern primitive guitar
For your tapedeck (and bandcamp) delectation, the finest new cassette releases, including the best Japanese producer you never heard of, the modern sound of the trombone, the early work of Rangers, and some postindustrial Northern primitive guitar
Tristan Bath reviews the month’s best new cassette tapes, including a vast compilation from the Iranian underground, some new directions in psychedelic guitar music, plus an experimental transmission from your favourite dystopian soul outfit, Algiers
Tristan Bath reviews the month’s best new cassette tapes, including a vast compilation from the Iranian underground, some new directions in psychedelic guitar music, plus an experimental transmission from your favourite dystopian soul outfit, Algiers