Beaks Plinth | Kai Kohola Leo

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Kai Kohola Leo

by Beaks Plinth

Old exotica records recorded at 8 1/3 rpm to create a dark yet lush "Lagoon Music"
Genre: Avant Garde: Process-Generated
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1. Port of Call
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2. Forbidden Waters
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3. The Lookout
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4. Voices of the Lagoon
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5. Mudskipper
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6. Slumbering Trees
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7. Moon of Domakuri
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8. Heeee
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9. The Stringer Bell
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10. Wind Speak
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11. The Wandering Tide
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12. Dollenique
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Album Notes
Jared Blüm, (Blanketship, Vulcanus 68) brings you one of his darkest
visions with, Beaks Plinth. Blüm continues his exploration of twisting vinyl to meet his aural demands but brings an unrelenting consistency that is unlike his other projects. Take the spookier elements of both Blanketship and Vulcanus 68 and strip away any light and you have the evocative dark tropical world of Beaks Plinth!

Huge barrel percussion, hollow flutes, great chimes, klings and klangs and the haunted voices of many howl throughout, leaving you slightly terrified yet at ease with your surroundings. The wet wood groans and splits into fragments of a melody; volcanoes and mud collapse in on themselves as the rumble echoes through the subterranean caverns that shift beneath your feet. It could be called “Doom Exotica,” the last puff of air from the lungs of Les Baxter as he drifts away in an opium coma.


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