GR & Full-Blown Expansion (CD | Digital)
7,00€ – 10,00€
Digipack / Ltd to 500 copies
Label: World In Sound
Limited to 500 copies
Format: CD (Digipack)
Release date: 2009
One man All-Made Record-Excavator into the deep limbo of egoXploitation—Features 43 min. of decadent loco self-conduct & mystifying woodoo’lectric playing, directly dropped down from the sole complexion of individual force as a plural human’s sonic concoction, the alone-lineup that never existed but in the incarnation of one : Full-Blown Expansion. Get into Gunslingers‘ founding member’s alchemy — supreme wild stuff of weird, abstract & deviationist multi-instrumental solo performs, improvised & composed and elevated separately on each instrument & track by GR (mostly in one take).
Careful with that « Descent along the an-ti-fohn-nul »‘s 13 min. of extensionist drumming and seminal acid stoned guitars & wah-vocals driving that leads to the great infernal Boogie accident— Vs the regular alternation (in rhythm & guitar color tone) of the fuzzy oniric « Transfiguration on a sepiachord »— Vs the wizardesque inspiration of « The metal spike », GR’s one very archetypal & representative of the instant composition process & the superposition of orchestral muses. And careful again with that explosive insane unmethodic « The intercessor speaks », some ultra-shouting wave’s traumatic 7 min. towards the abyssal fluxus of koZmic Rock—Vs « The scene/slowly’s getting louder »’s ritual rotative-leslie & expansive wah noise guitars coming with special voice box— Vs « all stoned day long they take you » ‘s impossible alinear & asymmetric instrumental superposition (includ. Transcendantal background organ) backing up immaculate spoken poetry— Vs the enigmatic analog keys & clair-obscure of « Blind Black or pearly white ». — Bliss !
Alternate CD liner notes by Billy Miller from Cold Sun/The Aliens:
I walked with Gregory Raimo in the alley-ways of circumstance.
From the gate it seemed strangely dream-like.
On this trail of shadows he never walks alone.
He understands my dissatisfaction with the omnipresence of a temporal barrier, the desire to break through time, to break the laws. In the dark hours of my lonely vigil he restoreth my soul like Duran in “Things To Come”.
His voice spreads from the cities, starting with Metropolis. The oldest and the wisest fled to the Hills.
In another world, another time he is an alchemist, a sorcerer. In our world he is an antique radio repairman who walks in the shadows. This is the way.
This is the way you can get anything. This is the real stuff. In this dark realm, it spins around us in shards of light and geometry in swirls that cling only to tiny uneven streams of time.
— Yes, Gregory, I know you want out of here, maybe not as much as I do, but we are still here and waiting for them. Maybe you will alert them before I do. —
This is symetrical, strong. This guy doesn`t make any big bets on having the time for EVERYTHING, so it’s only the primo coolest stuff, the most real as any deal ever gets. This is just how it sounds. You already bought the CD. I did not pitch anything before the fact, but I can tell you that it is what it seems.
Every cliche about a renaissance man would/could apply. So, what else is new ? What ever brought you to THIS has done a competent and sure job of getting you to the right place. I hope you will accept how lucky you are. Winning can`t be all that bad.
GR agrees with me that the path to the past lies in the future. Welcome to the REAL Space Age. Roger Corman got it right too, you know. If I could get Ray Milland to dance the Frug at your wedding you know I would, but it`s not ready yet. However, I do think that this music gives an accurate reading of sounds from the mind of one with X-Ray eyes.
So, my bold friend flees in a sudden bolt from the sadness deep within the eyes of Vincent Price and forges ahead into the brave future that we asked for and schemed to create. It is here and so live with it and forge ever ahead.
Energy is probably what this is about. Probably if you are reading this you already sought this out for the drive that this can propell and where to and what. — YES
The crocodile guardians of the outer mind sway quietly to all this in the zombie realm. G.R. will lead the way when following finds a slow day.
Follow this when you are alive in this time.
Thanks for the metal housed ghosts, the haunted armor.
This is a genuine work of vintage machinations. This man lives to breathe life into the analogue gear but looks ever further back – backed by symmetrical knowing of digital state of the arts, but ever careful that the actual sounds, ghost sparked as they are, emanate only from the now ancient equipment.
Gregory, maybe you never walk alone in the end. I`ll be there. If someone could send a message back through time it might be these sounds that point the destination.
– Billy Boy Miller (Cold Sun, The Aliens) _2009, California
I. Descent Along The An-Ti-Fohn-Nul II. Transfiguration On A Sepiachord III. The Metal Spike IV. The Intercessor Speaks V. The Scene (Slowly’s Getting Louder) VI. All Stoned Day Long They Take You VII. Blind Black Or Pearly White