Now we’re talking. Masters of absurd, rhythmically-enhanced pooter music (and MEGO co-founders) General Magic generate a thistly bouquet of blast beats, shearing pooter noise, and art dance audities according to a mind-bending logic with their 4th album in 30 years.
Worth a bit of catch up for these mad scones: General Magic are Andi Pieper & Ramon Bauer, whose debut ‘Fridge Trax’, featuring funkily dissected samples of the titular domestic appliance, was shared with PITA (Peter Rehberg), and kicked off the Mego (My Eyes Glaze Over) label in 1995. After a couple more duo albums ‘Frantz!’ (1997) and ‘Rechenkönig’ (2000) they issued next to fuck-all for the next 20 years, before returning via label mate Farmers Manual’s label, generate and test, and more recently on the ‘Nein Aber Ja’ (2023) album on Finlay Shakespeare’s label Goto. If you’ve followed thus far, you'll know to expect dead crafty madness from these two, and ‘Bosko’ does not disappoint for levels of curdled, quueeered tones and psychoacoustic chicanery laced into offbeat pulses that pinball your swede.
Under Tina Frank’s painting artwork of a Kenny from South Park-like avatar that could also be an obscure reference to Irish kids TV muppet Bosco, but probably isn’t, the art reflects the music’s ludicrousness as the album reels from highly enjoyable passage of blast beat drones like a Conrad Schnitzler nitrous oxide hallucination in ‘Since Oswald’, thru to the squirming fanfare of of ‘Zee’ at the arse end. Bouts of crankiest discordant avant-club thrash ensue with ‘Datna Éclat’, and surreal dramaturgy of synthesised beings a la Rashad Becker’s notional species in ‘Club Duchamp’, with further highlights of CoH-like pulsating madness in ‘Noorenheit’, and the alien quagmire of ‘Rise of the Ombré’ should seal the deal for anyone sitting on the spiky fence.
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Edition of 300 copies, includes download code.
Estimated Release Date: 31 January 2025
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Now we’re talking. Masters of absurd, rhythmically-enhanced pooter music (and MEGO co-founders) General Magic generate a thistly bouquet of blast beats, shearing pooter noise, and art dance audities according to a mind-bending logic with their 4th album in 30 years.
Worth a bit of catch up for these mad scones: General Magic are Andi Pieper & Ramon Bauer, whose debut ‘Fridge Trax’, featuring funkily dissected samples of the titular domestic appliance, was shared with PITA (Peter Rehberg), and kicked off the Mego (My Eyes Glaze Over) label in 1995. After a couple more duo albums ‘Frantz!’ (1997) and ‘Rechenkönig’ (2000) they issued next to fuck-all for the next 20 years, before returning via label mate Farmers Manual’s label, generate and test, and more recently on the ‘Nein Aber Ja’ (2023) album on Finlay Shakespeare’s label Goto. If you’ve followed thus far, you'll know to expect dead crafty madness from these two, and ‘Bosko’ does not disappoint for levels of curdled, quueeered tones and psychoacoustic chicanery laced into offbeat pulses that pinball your swede.
Under Tina Frank’s painting artwork of a Kenny from South Park-like avatar that could also be an obscure reference to Irish kids TV muppet Bosco, but probably isn’t, the art reflects the music’s ludicrousness as the album reels from highly enjoyable passage of blast beat drones like a Conrad Schnitzler nitrous oxide hallucination in ‘Since Oswald’, thru to the squirming fanfare of of ‘Zee’ at the arse end. Bouts of crankiest discordant avant-club thrash ensue with ‘Datna Éclat’, and surreal dramaturgy of synthesised beings a la Rashad Becker’s notional species in ‘Club Duchamp’, with further highlights of CoH-like pulsating madness in ‘Noorenheit’, and the alien quagmire of ‘Rise of the Ombré’ should seal the deal for anyone sitting on the spiky fence.