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The Pig and The Machine, Harry Cloud Music

Peek-A-Boo Magazine

The thing I didn't expect from Harry Cloud is being so flexible in respect to forms of self-expression. It's probably the first thing you should know before listening to "The Pig And The Machine" - nothing is obvious. Even though some things would seem obvious to you like the introduction to the opening "Fantasia", it doesn't mean that Cloud would keep on going through the same paths. He needs just a few seconds to transform himself into the ghost of Tom Waits badtriping in Lynch's Red Room. And then change the background. You'd hear the tonalities of rebellious youth in......

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The Pig and The Machine, Harry Cloud Music

Take Effect

A singer-songwriter and multi-instrumentalist who now calls Los Angeles home, Harry Cloud, has been involved in Orphan Goggles, Fannyland and COPS, clearly doesn't appear to be interested in anything mundane, as this 5th solo album defies categorization in ways that bring punk, metal and alt-rock ideas to mind. In a very bold move, Cloud puts one of the longest tracks in the lead off position as the orchestral dirge of "Fantasia" sets an ominous mood that builds into a soaring, majestic display of metallic yet melodic sounds, and "Momo Island" continues the creativity with some dreamy garage-rock that's still a......

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The Pig and The Machine, Harry Cloud Music

Monolith Cocktail

What we have here is a blaze of magic mushroom stoner bubblegum stoner psychedelia, a lo-fi inventive curse of tomorrow and yesterday when morrow meets tomorrow in a slaphappy kind of way. Imagine if your radio was wired to play the soundtrack to your most out there sordid wish, this could well be playing as it jumps from the semi classical to the music that the not quite best looking member of a 70's edition of Top Of The Pops audience would wiggle her arse to: not sexy but getting away with it. This album is inventive, dirty, funny, dark......

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Razorcake

I’ve heard of Acid Mothers Temple, of course, but never actually listened to them before this 7” arrived at my door. Cool stuff: much more trippy and Krautrock-y/less heavy than I had imagined. Orphan Goggles are out of their minds, playing unhinged heavy psychedelia that wouldn’t sound out of place at a lysergic Gibby Haynes BBQ. Solid, fun, and weird stuff all around. (orphangoggles.bandcamp.com)–Michael T. Fournier...

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Hypostatic Info

 From Planet Orb With Love Part 1 / Hey Bud, How's Your Blood? 7" single on White Worm Records, 2019. Red vinyl edition of 200. Here's a nice weird little split, Orphan Goggles blasting a whacked out noise rock jam. Channeling some 90's pig fuck sounds. Arty and mentally deranged at the same time. Acid Mothers 5 minute track is short for Kawabata and crew but it flows along the space time continuum quite nicely. With the vocals and it's structure, From Planet Orb almost veers into standard rock territory. Just when it's hitting a long mesmerizing groove, it cuts......

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Cinepunx

Next is a split 7-inch single between Orphan Goggles and Acid Mothers Temple and The Melting Paraiso U.F.O. The A-side, "From Planet Orb With Love part.1," is pretty well head-melting. It starts out pretty noisy, and then turns into this crazy droning bit of symphonic psychedelia, with piercing synth lines winding their way through the song. Acid Mothers Temple and The Melting Paraiso U.F.O. is, per the band's website, a "freak-out group for the 21st century founded in 1995 by members of the Acid Mothers Temple soul-collective." Led by Kawabata Makoto, this cut feels like it cuts out just as......

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Popwell

A split between Acid Mothers Temple and The Melting Paraiso UFO (that's the full band name so we'll let you imagine what the song sounds like), and the LA-based neurotic noise rock band Orphan Goggles is coming out sometime in May. That Orphan Goggles side, "Hey Bart, How's Your Stool?" is frantic fun. Vocals bounce from sneer to gasp-shrieking like The Cramps, and the guitars remind us of when rad bands that loved Fugazi would be crammed into a coffee shop, playing so hard their fingers would get cut and blood would spatter all over the guitar. We'd never heard......

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Peek-A-Boo Magazine

Orphan Goggles goes for a take-no-prisoners approach on the high-energy, high-paranoia of "Minus Grin". Featuring many jagged edges, incredible speed, and infused with just the right of threat, everything about it has a wild feral spirit to it. Volume must be blasted over the course of the EP for there is no other way. By picking such an acid fried vision to pursue the songs have an unexpected surprising quality to them. A little bit of playfulness comes into the fray further adding to the weird freak-flag flying sort of temperament the ties the whole of the collection together. Rushing......

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The Vinyl District

Orphan Goggles / Acid Mothers Temple & The Melting Paraiso U.F.O, “Hey Bud, How’s Your Blood?” b/w “From Planet Orb with Love Part 1” (Whiteworm) Orphan Goggles are from Los Angeles, and based totally on their side of this split 7-inch, they specialize in a strain of noise rock with theatrical vocals; overall, it had me thinking of stuff I recall digging on labels like Skin Graft, Troubleman Unlimited, and Ipecac, and that’s cool. Orphan Goggles share this record with a spacy Japanese psych unit of unexpected longevity; their track, which features a hard quick fadeout (the better to fit onto......

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Razorcake

Experimental, drug-induced alt-noise rock. At times, it’s totally ridiculous with their stoniest takes on Talking Heads, Poster Children, and Mr. Bungle with robotic-cyber bass melodies and fairytale vocals. None of this makes any sense, but the fact that it is so weirdly peculiar makes it almost magical. Songs 1-4 are from It Only Gets Worse (2016) and tracks 5-10 are from The Adventures of Mr. Potoilethead (2017). It’s fucking weird.–Camylle Reynolds...

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