Stone Baby- Black Blossom Blues
Distorted maniac no- blues music for people who live under bridges! Following up on a severely limited self-released cd-R, Black Blossom Blues is the next step towards the ultimate goal of conquering Western Civilization with black-hole, black-eye jams bellowed from the dark alleys of Rochester, NY. Tapes are cruelly manipulated, drones are squashed and guitars are turned inside out. It's finally time for the Stone Baby army to take back the streets!
CD-R edition of 123.
OUT OF PRINT
House of Alchemy released a handful of
decent CDRs that just failed to earn a spot on this blog. I admit I still
have not listened to all of the CDRs in the massive pile the label graced
me with. While the ones I listened to remain worthwhile and packaged with
care in stylish cardboard cases, many presented avid sound woulds that
never quite reached the peak sound promised throughout. Stone Baby excels
beyond well beyond my expectations. A mysterious group from Rochester, the
band develops beautifully disturbed ambient pictures. Without delving too
far into a riff, the band never spoils ideas. The album begins with
subdued twiddling, as a plucked guitar, a weeping woodwind instrument and
some industrial crackles try to find common ground in a blackened field of
misery. "Sometimes I'd Rather be in the Kitchen" drifts through
wavering keyboard lines and short dissonant shocks, constructing a serene
wonderland with an apocalyptic future undercurrent. The song, like most of
the tunes on the album, progresses naturally and ends by fading into a
black mist with a wind gust shooting it to oblivion.
It pains me to only write a few lines about Stone Baby’s Black Blossom Blues (House of Alchemy) as it’s such an impressive foray into the world of black drones garnished with shiploads of tape manipulation. Stone Baby creates a twisted noise sculpture, emitting at various times hum and drone-scapes, fractured string grinding, primitive oscillations, squashing guitars and so much more. The all to brief “Closed Door” offers a surprisingly straightforward close based around a simple melody embellished with a suggestive kind of brilliance and a great sense of melancholia.