No Fun/Chocolate Monk  

The all new solo LP on No Fun, BUT this is an edition of 60 which come with the 'Carrion Hut' CDr, just under 40 minutes of vocal & tape experiments etc. Numbered and signed, for the geeks.

"new solo lp of strange sounds, vocal improvisations,strings, tape manipulations and hiss drones from dylan nyoukis (decaer pinga, blood stereo) inside his wino lodge. sounds like it was recorded in a 4 track in 1972 in an insane asylum, then puke over and thrown into the sea, then discovered recently and transfer directly to vinyl via marine analog tape communication device. good one to buy as well if you are wondering what a naked scottish man and his daughter look and sound like." - No Fun

"this one’s a treat ; sure there’s the gross intra-throat antics, but also a new grid of techniques on display here borrowing largely from the tape-mangle end of the sound-poetry spectrum, and even a bit of the automatic-synth breakdown for the youngsters (listen to the sound-sample) ... how he keeps belching out records of this caliber is beyond me, but here’s to hoping whatever ailment is causing this current bout of prolificity is left in remission for the time being ; great stuff !!! ps ; yes, i know, totally gross cover ... i’m sure some will find it “natural” in the jock sturgess / david hamilton sense, but given the depiction of dylan throughout as as an alcoholic nihilist, i think i’m in the right by being creeped out by it ..." -Mimaroglu Music
"Dizzy slurp of a record. The kind you wait for. And of course it's courtesy of Nyoukis. Sure, there are some chunks of Chopin spittle, contact miked carrot eating, & growling rumples from voices. But it's the somnolent drones from bowed springs that'll keep folks coming back for this fog." - Weirdo Records

"...the sonic equivalent of slime trails betraying the presence of some lurker from the outer realms. Much of the music here represents either the prelude or epilogue to some hideous act of transformation; the terror itself remains just out of view." - Joseph Stannard, The Wire

Sick Head tapes  

Two tracks inspired by PK Dicks 'The Three Stigmata of Palmer Eldritch'. Colour cover in vinyl case.

"Nyoukis 'I'll give you a translation world in which you're a rotting corpse of a run-over dog in some ditch'... where creeper drone is the order of the day to the detriment of all souls regardless of translation world location. Insecten 'The Telepathic Jackal' ..by which the realms of good taste are again bypassed in the name of final frontier expansion" - label description

Studies For Audio Orgies Records  

Uhhhh?? Weirdo bootleg re-issue of the old Chocolate Monk Cassette. Have no idea about this, Box of copies turned up here, no info, no return address etc. Cdr with proper printed sleeve and a xerox of the original sleevenotes by Abdul of (in spite of flaming creatures). Includes the two tracks that appeared on the collab tape AND the collab track 'Silver Afro Funeral March' which appeared on the 'Studies For Postal Orgies' cassette (which came with 50 copies of the first PD lp). This little bugger is a number edition of 100 apparently.

"On days when the erratic minature hydraulics that open and shut the door on the back of my head get clogged with chunks of black olives (usually following dinner the previous night at Face On My Egg, a restaurant where food fights are encouraged), forcing me to lie down until the repairman or anyone who's handy with pressurized air cannister arrives, that's when my Prick Decay marathon begins. The Dada Junk Spew cassette, their collaboration with Violent Onsen Geisha is a great way to pass the time. That is, unless you prefer listening to washed-up movie stars sitting in the park arguing over who gets the next hit off the pipe packed with scrapings from the folds of Jennifer Herrema's groin" - Seymour Glass, Bananfish #10

Giant Tank  

Heavy duty collaboration LP by BS and belgian artist/gurner Ludo Mich. Side A documents the 2006 live appearance at Instal. A great crystal clear desk recording which puts you within feet of the saliva and sweat drench. While side B is a three piece electro-accoustic, smoked out, brain workover. Some of our most outthere stuff. Edition of 250 so get moving, nerdass. WE ARE ALL OUT! Get A Copy Direct from Giant Tank

Bottrop-Boy  

Our first 'proper' cd release. Hobbling on from the Ludo Mich Collab B side this is a ton of late night tape collage, field recordings, drones, vocals and other spoo. edition of 280.

"Get the goddamn INA GRM on the phone, cause Dylan & Karen just went & got sophisticated. Forget those distortion pedal knobs that pass for noise stars, & breathe in the archaic sea smoke that happens when people actually think about what they're doing. Violins & bells drone, & sexy as Luc Ferrari, but only long enough to draw a line through the middle of schoolyard fights & branch breakings. Close-miked whiney sung tones are drawn out to the last breath, but then immediately get rewound on waterlogged cassette recorders & simultaneously echoed low in the mix & running forwards. So you get a near-fugue instead of a bunch of sloppy stoner loops, and one that's decorated with witch whispers & crusty crumbles from Tazartes' table. Grunts are stretched into yeti groans, baby gurgles multiply themselves faster than rabbits, spring reverb gets taken to it's logical bouncing conclusion. Effected voices twist into a little tornado, it whorls like the Latin tongue running through Linda Blair, and then it's topped off by cackling chickens. Who knew they'd clean up so nicely? Neil Campbell guests." - Angela 'Trucker' Sawyer, Weirdo Records

".. much of this material rivals that of other contemporary-yet-backward-leaning electro-acoustic composers, with more than a touch of dylan’s zonked sound-poetry thrown into the mix ...easily the best thing i’ve heard from this axis in eons. highly recommended!!!" - Mimaroglu Music
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Bennifer  

Brain drain!! Split c30 between Blood Stereo and Pod Blotz accomapanied by intense/insane oversized screenprinted book with visual voodoo by Jacob Horwood, Andrew Zuckerman and Jesjit Gill. The sounds and visuals are beyond the goof, so if you like them both crude, strange and drenched in psychedelic jelly, this package is for you, baby.

Ecstatic Peace  

"Here is one of the most anticipated head-scratching meeting-of-the-(insane) minds recordings ever rumored to have existed: the blabber-gunk vocalistix of Chocolate Monk honcho and musical zone/zap improv outsider and founder of Decaer Pinga (nee Prick Decay) DYLAN NYOUKIS and the high-energy consistently startled and startling voicebox-tongue shredder JAAP BLONK. Nyoukis from the UK and Blonk from The Netherlands bash heads and gums together to splat out a relentless and rapacious slew of ululation and indescribable utterance. If vocal duo improv of the most bizarre order is yr meat then pull a stool up to this table and get a snoot full o’ what-the-fuck. Wicked weirdness. LP only – full color jackets – 400 copies." - label description

"Mucus & splittle fracas that instantly shot to the top of my personal joy parade. Supple & elastic free for all with yummy, florid speils of glottal gargling, sputtering, quacking, hollering, gnashing of teeth, gabber sibilant rolls, and also some slowed down tape rolls of same thrown in, just to remind you what cough syrup for breakfast can do to your day. Primate hits for our times, friends."-Angela Sawyer. Weirdo Records

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Smittekilde  

"Smittekilde is proud to present some of Karen Constances best work in one book. Squirrels eating babyheads, flesh-eating birds and eyebleeding humans all over the place. Comes with a Smack Music 7 single ,new nightmarish tunes for your listening pleasure...500 copies, Silkscreenprinted cover, offset print inside, half full color half red/black duotone. foreword by Byron Coley." This is GREAT

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No Label  

"Sounding more like the viscera of harvested ghouls than a quartet of young ladies, this is definitive Chocolate Monk material. Overloading onto itself constantly, this is a barrage of out of order sounds that turn wrong into right." - Rock-a-Rolla Magazine. NOT actually a Monk release, but a great demeneted jammer from the ladies of mong.

Time-Lag  

"live instal festival recording done supergroup style. led by mighty talented youngster alex neilson, and for this recording featuring luminaries karen constance, david keenan, dylan nyoukis, ben reynolds & phil todd. as if you couldn't tell just by the line-up, this unit dishes up one wickedly heavy & free, black hole vortex of burning, droning, oozing noise & shimmering sound… so get melted… packaged in an offset printed ultra heavy textured hand made paper cover, featuring some fried art from dylan nyoukis & cut/paste text by nemo. stamped white top discs. numbered edition of 150 copies." - label description

Unverified Records  

Live document of two nights (several months apart) when the Usurper luddites took on both sides of the Prick Decay split. Brave wee laddies.
"Edinburgh luddite twins Ali Robertson and Macly Duff now starring in freakish hook up with ex-Decaer Pinga/Prick Decay loons. On track 1, usurper vainly dodge Dora Doll's toy tantrum while getting primative windy. Track 2 sees Duff and Robertson soaking up Nyoukis' slobber like and avant garde sponge. Artwork by Duff." - label description

no label  

More 'in the red' ear confusion from these creeped out witches.

no label  

Mangled reel to reel, electronics, free vocals and other muck. Some studio jams, and a live piece opening up for Hair Police.

hells half halo  

Don't know how many of these babies actually hit the streets before HHH vapourised into the unknown. 3 tracks, two of which appeared on the 'two lessons for blackfoot vol.1" 7" lathe (imperial recordings), but its what is sandwiched inbetween that will get yr goat brain throbbing. A real fucking smoked out/processed jammer of a several of the bands NYC shows from 1999 = 'star spangled castro'. Originally intended as a sister release to 'Plate Of Failure'. You needs it.

heavy rock  

Killer screenprinted poster for the Smegma show here in Brighton, April 30th 2006 with Runzelstirn/Gurgelstock, Blood Stereo, Birds Of Dealy & Green Mist Vs Injury Chic. Pink, black and puke yellow ink on card. A3 (aprox 30cmx16.5cm). Another fine job by our man Heavy Rock. Bring a touch of class to your cave.

rayon records  

3-way split CDR. 1 hour of contortion/elation/misery/decay. Smack Music 7 = Karen Constance (Blood stereo/polly Shang Kuan), UBOAT = Pascal Nichols & Ben Knight (Stuckometer, Towering Breaker), Andy Jarvis = Andy Jarvis (Warm Palindrome, FirstPerson)Packaged in a 10 page A5 picture book with a lino printed cover." - label description

starlight furniture co.  

A glorious, unholy racket from these 3 frogs and the immense and intense Junko (hijo kaidan). A face peeling storm of screams and mangled vinyl spew. Really recommend this one. "The three tracks on Mommy Close The Door were all recorded live in France in late 2002 by Japanese vocalist Junko Hiroshige, whose murderous wail hypercubes Patty Waters, Yoko Ono, and the titular victim in Olivia de Havilland's 1972 crime flick The Screaming Woman, in collaboration with Yves Botz, Thierry Delles, Michel Henritzi, who extend the trad power trio into a Marclay mash with brutal rock'n'roll energies." - label description

starlight furniture co.  

Boned up noise, cut-up, collage, electronics and strangeness. A real party destroyer, crank it. "Winsome Scottish twosome Prick Decay (Dylan Nyoukis & Dora Doll) cast the bloody runes and come up with opposable thumbs Seymour Glass and Barbara Manning. (...) a sweet bounty of collapsing noise and tape loops of junk, With Doug Pierson on electronics. Produced by Tom Smith." - label description

starlight furniture co.  

A fucking classic. Many a times i sat in a clouded up bedroom in Balckburn and jammed this gooner. "A surreal collage of songs, sounds, and manipulated noise, with guest appearances by members of Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, CCCC, Masonna, The Dead C, U.S. Saucer, The Double U, Bren't Lewiis Ensemble, and others." - label description.
"So why am I so high on 'Northern Exposure'? Good question, I'd have to say mainly it's the perfect medium between Glass' best period of Bananafish which translates to stellar aural collage stitchery + Manning's channeling of Damo Suzuki by way of Phones Sportsman = one damn fine lp. As the record opens, one is transported into a fantastical world of the classic SF music scene. I'm not talking about Quicksilver or the Grateful Dead (hungry!), nor am I referring to Chrome or Flipper (feed me!), but Thinking Fellers & World Of Pooh (Gub! Gub!). There is lot's of shimmer & shine, some of Manning's words are of such a higher key I wonder why they have not been anthologized in the Ecstatic Peace Poetry Journal. The best of this lp is comprised on so many levels one cannot help but feel incredulous. Like I have stated earlier, lot's of what is "good" on here wistfully recalls the more esoteric moments of Swell Maps 'Jane From Occupied Europe' or a Can smoke break, but then Glass & Manning drop an o & it becomes "God". Like when it gnashes via Morton Feldman & Joan LaBarbara chewing a rusty hotdog, cries like Masonna trying to wriggle out of quicksand filled with liquid ether & wasbai powder, or thrusts itself, like a heat seeking bowling ball, into a lane full of Z'ev filled ten pins. For those of you not paying attention let me also add Department Store Santas, Velvet Underground, Theatre Of Eternal Music and Los Angeles Free Music Society. Oh, and Sun Ra. Thank you. So I assume you get the picture. Call it noise, cutups, collage, whatever; 'Northern Exposure Will Be Right Back' is definitely a defining moment in definitive. I highly recommend it with my most highest possible recommendation." - Campbell Campbell, of Campbeltown, Scotland

no label  

All new (nov.07) self released confusion by your favourite female mongs. Track one is heavy on the vocals and tape manipulation, weirdo clanking and gurgling, animal sounds and general delirium. Track two is a more laid back loader with keyboard drones, feild recordings (?) and tape debris. Colour cover. Real good all round.