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Avarus: Horuksen keskimmäisen silmän mysteerikoulu
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1. Keskimmäisestä silmästä
2. Mars on paljastanut salaisuutensa
3. Feeniks-lintu välitti muista enemmän
4. Filippiinien henkikirurgit
5. Eno muista mua
6. Taivaalla tapahtuu
7. Ballerina eksyi, mutta valaistui ennen kuolemaansa aavikolla
8. Kihara silmäpisara
9. Miksi huusit, Kimmo
10. Nännipihan lapset
11. Salaperäinen Imjärvi
12. Yö tuli ja beduiini
AVARUS LINE-UP:
Roope Eronen
Lars Mattila
Markus Mäki
Tero Niskanen
Arttu Partinen
Kevin Regan
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"From the first second I laid my eyes on the simple but
effective home-made packaging for this all too limited
disc, I just knew it was destined to be right up my
alley. The six-numbered collective Avarus emerge as
one of the more stumbling and stoned outfits from the
fertile Finland free form community. What we get is
improvised tribal free-folk that drones and
hums its way in and out of psychedelic soundscapes,
sometimes stumbling all the way to powerful jams and
grooves. The spiritual "Mars On Paljastanut
Salaisuutensa" builds an intricately patterned
composition from organ, junkyard percussion and
scraped strings while "Feeniks-Lintu Välitti
Muista Enemmän" adds wheezing reeds to the mix
resulting in fluent jazzish exotica that's as
beautiful as it is strange and powerful. In "Ballerina
Eksyi Mutta..." Avarus presents an otherworldly web of
whistles, reeds and acoustic guitar that resembles
Tower Recordings at their most damaged. "Kihara
Silmäpisara" is possibly the best thing on the record
with its strong Middle Eastern flavor. Imagine the
folkiest side of No Neck blues Band's drugged out
sound world and you're in the right place. This
record is equal parts of the band mentioned above, Sun
City Girls at theit most mellow and new Zealand free
music, and if you've been reading this mag on
regular basis you should know what that means.
Horuksen Keskimmäisen Silmän Mysteerikoulu is probably
destined to remain one of those obscure records people
will be talking about but no will ever hear. If there
is any justice in the world this record will be
reissued on a bigger underground label, but before
that happens it's up to people like you and me to make
it go out of print. Contact the Lal Lal Lal imprint at
roopealpertti@hotmail.com."
Mats Gustafsson / Broken Face
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"Will our love affair with Finland never end?!?! I sure
hope not. And there doesn't seem to be any reason to
worry. Certainly not with what seems to be more and
more undiscovered AMAZING music cropping up all the
time. First we discovered Circle and Mieskuoro
Huutajaat and Keuhkot and Aavikko and the baffling and
completely awesome Bad Vugum label. Then we learned of
the dreamy clattery folk of Kemialliset Ystavat and
their hippy percussion jam side project Anaksimandros.
And let's not forget drone-doom lords Skepticism and
Rapture and Tiermes. And now we have discovered Avarus
and the adventurous Lal Lal Lal label. Avarus and
Kemiallisett and Anaksimandros all share at least one
member and definitely share an aesthetic, combining
folk and Krautrock and free jazz and modern noise ala
the Dead C into a totally mesmerising modern
noise/folk. Avarus, while less percussive/clattery
than Anaksimandros, is also less folk than
Kemialliset, situating them in a unique musical
position, unfurling lengthy meandering almost funereal
jams, desolate and mournful, but dreamy and pastoral,
motorik and hypnotic at the same time. Strummed
acoustic guitars frame distant throbbing caveman
percussion, dreamy soundscapes are punctuated by
occasional clang and clatter, all swaddled in the warm
drone of amp buzz and ambient hum. Wander into their
dark forest and join the tribe."
Aquarius Records
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"This six piece band from Tampere, Finland make a glorious noise. With
detuned guitars,
off kilter flutes, primitive percussion, bent clarinet, no vocals but plenty
of
strange atmosphere. Not all that far away from the thick sonic haze that the
Tower Recordings exude; which means there's a folkish starting point that
rapidly gets lost in a smoky maze of improvisatory meandering. Chinese song
fragments echo down long corridors past soft awkward machines that bounce on
squeaking springs in the dusty corners of hidden attic rooms."
George Parsons / Dream Magazine #3