Mike Haley, the mastermind behind
the exceedinglyprolific 905 Tapes
imprint, provides twenty minutes of ample, blocky noise slaughter
here, its title potentially deriving from the virtual torrent of
hoof-stomps evoked by its mass. It's rough but entrancing stuff,
based around standard issue pedal effects and
that ilk – Haley's chaos throbs, wails, buzzes, and romps;
over its two sides, which are basically comprised
of one improvisation that's been artificially halved, he
craftily zonks the listener out with a hefty dose of psychotic,
unpredictable thrashing. I'll admit horses weren't the first thing I
thought of while blasting this sucker out, as I'm more inclined to
imagine a mine cart thundering out of control, or some sort of
electric-industrial disaster, but hey: noise is subjective. And this
lively, mangled stuff certainly leaves the listener with plenty to
rollick along to. Better yet, like some of
my favourite noise releases, it's chunky and abrasive without being
oppressive. Well played, Mr. Haley.
Read an Indieville interview with Mike
Haley here.
