Apparently, I buy too many records

My wife Helen, like every other woman i've ever lived with, believes that I buy too many records.

Which, as every record-buying man knows, is a ridiculous belief.

I will concede, however, that I do indeed buy a lot of records and that I don't afford them the same amount of listens and attention that I did 20 or 30 years ago.

To this end, I have decided to blog about the records that I buy, in order to help my appreciation of them - and perhaps to show Helen that I don't buy that many records after all.

Because i'm crap with deadlines the blog posts will be sporadic and probably be about a month or 2 behind but that's just the way i am! The posts will not necessarily be actual reviews (most likely comments, at best) and will generally be pretty damn short due to the reasons outlined above. As a writer in a previous existence i have decided not to worry about writing as art in the pieces but, instead, to attempt to convey feeling over semantic (and often grammatic) perfection.

And 'OCRB'? It stands for 'Obsessive Compulsive Record Buying' - a little known mental health affliction that is potentially damaging to the bank account but ultimately life-affirming. It is sad.......but a nice form of sad.

Tuesday, 22 November 2011

Coppice Halifax - High Hawaiian Fog (Wil Ru)


Coppice Halifax also records far more prolifically as Milieu - who I've got about 6-10 releases by, but this is a much bolder step. Yes, the ambient analog drifting is still very much in evidence but here he has added  exquisitely perfect  dub-techno rhythms to the music to produce a record coloured by such luminaries as Wolfgang Voight's 'Gas' albums - which is the highest of high praise from me.

Ambient dub has rarely sounded so engaging and so enjoyable and the six tracks here (plus the extra one on the free 3"CDR contained within) have caught me and captured my attention in a big way.  The sleevenotes on the rear of the sleeve capture the mood perfectly (albeit grammatically all over the place) - "Your heartbeat becomes a muted kickdrum, reverb trail off, and beat by beat, you returned to your comfy bedroom. Were you really here, all that time? Put the needle down, one more time, just to find out..."
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