DEAD MEADOW feathers 2XLP isis mastodon om boris SEALED
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Description
DEAD MEADOW - Feathers 2XLP 150g
Cover - NM
Vinyl - M (Sealed)
Original 2XLP released on Matador Records in 2005.
Beautiful gatefold jacket with records pressed on heavy 150g vinyl.
Way out of print on vinyl and hard to find sealed.
Matador doesn't reissue vinyl, so this is your chance.
PAYPAL ONLY!
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Aquarius Records says:
Dead Meadow time again, ah it's always so nice. It's like being told it's time to take an afternoon nap, a *heavy* nap that is, wrapped in the warm comfort of Dead Meadow's vibrations. DC's Dead Meadow are throwbacks to an earlier age, when bellbottoms and bongs were the order of the day and bands played 'head' music... Kitsch that might be now, but damn they're good and we can all use a good nap once in a while, 'specially one that'll let us do a Rip Van Winkle in reverse and wind up spending a blissed out afternoon in 1969, y'know? It's all very very stoned, Dead Meadow spacing-out more than ever before over the course of this 57 minute cd/double lp. More dreamy than heavy this time out, really, I mean it is "heavy, maaan" heavy, but not as Blue Cheery as before (or maybe they've gotten into the latter, less-well-known, mellower Blue Cheer LPs). Even with the addition of a second guitar player to the line-up, Dead Meadow are now more light and drifty than lugubrious and dirgey. Hypnotic as always, but the thudding riffs are taking a back seat to the melodies here, rustic hippy sundappled hazy smoke melodies. And it's a beautiful thing. I mean, don't worry, they've still got their Sleep's Holy Mountain moments but we think their Pink Floyd tendencies are getting the upper hand here. I guess they called it Feathers for a reason. But we're pretty sure that if you liked their last album Shivering King, you'll like this!
Pitchfork (8.0 rating) says:
Oh, so Santa Cruz is Freak City, right? And Vancouver is kooky as all hell. And L.A. And Brooklyn. Palm Desert got acid rock on lock. And D.C. No? D.C. is fucking Fugazi, man. D.C. is Bad Brains. Dismemberment Plan. Jawbox. Ginuwine. How can a city of Banana Republican pencil-pushers even hope to compete in such a heated psych-rock market? Here's how:
* The mayor was filmed smoking crack with a hooker, and was still re-elected after he did his six-month bid.
* There is a GIANT PHALLUS poking out of the ground across the street from the president's house.
* The basketball franchise's mascot is a Cubist Wizard.
* Rock Creek Park, a lush valley winding through the city, is a great place to hide dead bodies.
* Mk-Ultra
* Tranny Hoover
* Reflecting Pool
There may not be a stranger city on Earth, which is why a band like Dead Meadow existing in the District is not at all surprising. With their fourth album, Feathers, Dead Meadow add another guitarist and venture further outside their 60s influences to create a spacious, hypnotic album that distinguishes them from their stoner- and psych-rock contemporaries.
Dead Meadow owes considerable debts to Sabbath, Zeppelin, and Blue Cheer, among others, and the band has always provided a reminder that music like theirs ditched reality in favor of vespertine sŽances and distorted idylls. Feathers, though, takes those same influences and strains them through shoegaze standards like Ride's Nowhere and the Verve's A Storm in Heaven, augmenting the sludge with gauzy melodies.
On previous albums, singer-guitarist Jason Simon seemed to get caught up in his own riffs, a tendency often found in the dubiously conglomerated stoner rock sub-genre. Whether the presence of new guitarist Cory Shane provoked the change or not, Simon is more willing to loose his grip on his guitar, as evidenced on the extended silences on opener "Let's Jump In" and the ebb and flow of "Get Up On Down". If the riff death grip is what you're into, don't worry. "Untitled" is a 13-plus-minute ogre that will stomp the shit out of your crappy computer speakers. Its path is cleared by the curious "Through The Gates Of The Sleepy Silver Door", a drum-pummeling of Yoshimi proportions that scrubs any coherent thought you might be having at the time of listening.
The other big change on Feathers is Simon's voice. In the past, his nasal whine could grate if it weren't completely drowned out by a slight turn of the volume. "At Her Open Door", a slide guitar ramble that leaves plenty of room for Simon's singing, illustrates the subtle alteration. His relaxed delivery is a about an octave lower than normal, and it actually sounds like he's able to force air through his nostrils. "Stacy's Song" is an even greater improvement, slapping a bit of echo on Simon's breathy meanderings, which are downright manly.
Feathers may not have the heft of Dead Meadow's other albums, but it's easily its most listenable and satisfying from end to end. Along with the mountaintop bellowing of Comets On Fire and the riverside rollicking of Black Mountain, Dead Meadow have established themselves nicely as the bookish Tolkein fellows wandering the forest of the mystical neo-psych hinterland. Look at all that nature! Comets on the mountains, mountains by the river, and meadows in the forest...so pretty. Dead Meadow may not inspire the kids at Ft. Reno like Fugazi. They probably won't keep white folks clutching their spouses like Bad Brains. But I'll be damned if they don't do a fine job of updating the kind of music that made G-Dubs nauseous as a college student, and that's really all you can ask of a band from D.C.
— Peter Macia, March 2, 2005
[my grading standards taken from another seller]
SEALED record is in like new unopened condition believed to be mint under the shrink
NM I dont believe in MINT records...if its MINT it is SEALED in my opinion. NM then is as good as it gets like new but opened, I use this grading very rarely.
EX Sorry to mix up grading systems but I believe there is a place for an EX (its just a NM- or a VG++) for those clean records which are better than a regular VG+ but not flawless
VG+ This is the industry standard, a good clean record with minimal surface noise and one or two light surface scratches, cover might have some corner dings and ring wear starting but overall a good record similar to what you would find in the used bins of a local record shop.
VG Things are getting more worn here still a good player but visually showing wear and picking up some noise.
VG- Has a deep scratch or two visually rough also but plays through with pops and krackle.
G Not good at all, you have been warned
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