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Yeah I know it Sucks

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Dreadful Discs

This CD is a strange brew of post-punk noise, electronics, fried country and surprisingly adept melodic pop-rock. Mr. Cloud seems proficient in all genres and cycles through the flotsam and jetsam of rock n' roll to cobble together unconventional songs that express a broad and unique range of ideas and emotions. This album shifts through some disturbing moods that leave the listener feeling dirty, degraded, disorientated... before delivering up something bouncy, joyful and affirming; sometimes all within the same song. You just might end up with a severe case of Stockholm harry cloud INDIAN PUSSY WAS RECORDED BY KITTEN ROBOT......

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Drug Punk

This is a good recording, despite having what is unquestionably one of the dumbest titles I've come across since I got this blog started (1 mean, stoopid is cool, but stupid is just stupid, yeh?). Harry Cloud lurches, crawls, and drags his audience, willing or not, through seven tracks of alternatingly atmospheric and suffocatingly direct stoner jams here, and you can bet that there's plenty of pitfalls, booby traps, and side/soundeffects that sound like the voices in yr head. I see this appealing mostly to those of you whose youths were spent in intense, focused study of the Southern Lord......

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Dim Damn Doom

What is the fuck? How is it possible I missed this one-man band for so long and only discover it with his 3rd LP, 7 years after the first one? You may think that it's not totally consistent with the general doom/sludge atmosphere of the blog but I don't mind. This guy, Harry Cloud, seems much honestly devilishly sick than most of narrow-minded sparsely-neuronal-equipped members of most so-called demonic bands. I find in this music what made Godstopper or The Reverend of Despair so precious discoveries. They are unpredictable, do not follow any pre-established formula, and finally are the only......

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Stoner Head Let Groove Your Brains Tonight

SINGLE MOTHERS Shoegaze/Sludge/Experimental Matthew Proctor aka the cattle decapitator aka pony payroll bones writes: this is not goddamn bullshit rock! the compositions unfurl subtle fury into dark ravines infused with twilights embers. Neil Hamburger says: i prefer the sounds of the big bands, such as the Tommy Dorsey orchestra, to this Jesi Langdale says: i would describe it as low down heroin/acid rock. miss informed of my obscene baby says: it sounds like in a womb. It's a womb with a view. You're a total psycho and yeah... that's a turn on chublaze of deep water culture says: lo-fi high......

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Stoner Hive

Single Mothers - Indian Pussy WhiteWorm - 2012 Rock, Doom, Drone, Avant-Garde Stately artistic sludge bordering on insanity and avant-garde dadaistic drone that drags you into their own colorful tar pit and smothers you with their bizarre mushroomed psychedelica. Ooh yes, this is something that will definitely turn your head. Whether it will be on or off after the Single Mothers have done their deed is suspect to say the least. On their full-sized effort Indian Pussy the Los Angeles / Georgia duo explore every weird avenue they pass along the way. Not every street necessarily leads to beauty but......

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The Widening Eye

Primordial, filthy and sounding like something fresh out of an archeological dig for some kind of badass Califomian pharaoh, Single Mothers are an L.A. act (led by singer-songwriter Harry Cloud) who are pioneering new, whacky ways to grind your brain to mush with their bizarre, yet beautiful take on buzzed out, modem day psychedelia. Sonically, there's a billion comparisons but no true parallel within these seven cuts. There's a haziness throughout that brings back fond memories of everyone from Sleepy Sun a few years back to Kyuss, the Melvins... and even some of the more bizarre collectives out in Japan......

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Wine, Women and a Song or Two

Just what the fuck is going on with the guys from Single Mothers? Their website cleverly proclaims but just what are they about? I let ya in on this question because after mulling it over for countless spins of their latest opus I'm still not sure. It's the Melvins doing LA punk, more than the Melvins already do LA punk I mean... But it's more than that 'cause they also lay down a drone track on Drowning of the most very astutely observed Master of Realityisms and lommiations that comparisons with the sonic elite are inevitable. There's also a bit......

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The Sludgelord

Single Mothers is the work of one highly disturbed individual - Harry Cloud. Single Mothers is a very difficult band/act to describe. Their bandcamp Page describes them as an experimental psychedelic shoegaze sludge stoner metal band. Well they are that and are fucking crazy to boot. Not insane crazy just bat shit crazy. But the more brilliant for it. Their new album "Indian Pussy" is an 7 song almost 35 minute blast of top-notch out there experimental Sludge/Stoner Metal. First track "Reality Blockers" sounds like a Neil Young ambient cast-off track. This is probably the most straight forward of the......

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