HOOLA: THE THINGS THAT ARE KEEPING ME ALIVE... ARE KILLING ME
CD: Infinite Exchange Records 
has become the hip and happening site on the World Wide Web. The place
to get the latest buzz on all things happening and musical. Also home
to sad fuck individuals who write up pathetic web blogs on their dreary
lives in the hope that we care. I don’t. Nor do I care how many
fucking friends you have…real or imagined. Now the trend is for
the talent free fuckwits to put their feeble attempts at music onto the
site in the vain hope that some likeminded stupid cunts will buy into
their great vision. Dream on useless twats. Which is why I’ve renamed
the site My waste of fucking Space.com. Occasionally though a light shines
through the murky cesspool of shit. Releases actually worthy of your time.
Releases that are not only enjoyable but have something so much more to
offer than the usual bland affairs currently being touted around. First
there was Seven Morgues with their "Something to cry about"
review here] (which just improves with every listen) and now come
the Grand Wazoo (a Frank Zappa reference folks) himself Waz Hoola.
Waz is no young pimple and masturbation obsessed freak new to the music
scene. He’s earned his stripes the hard way with various music combos
to varying degrees of success. His musical influences / tastes range from
Sonic Youth and the Melvins through to NTT and NWW… and others too
many to mention. "The things that are keeping me alive… are
killing me" is the first part of a planned trilogy and comprises
two lengthy tracks totalling 45+ minutes. But what absolutely fucking
amazing tracks!! Think of the Southern Lord acts mixed with artists such
as Lustmord, Maeror Tri and Filivs Macrocosmi and you’re half way
there. A cosmic dark journey taking in DEEP drones / rumbles with faint
power noise additions makes for one intriguing and compelling release.
He’s taken all the ingredients that’s best from atmospheric
near ambient music and mixed together a winning combination that is never
raw or undercooked. By careful layering of the sounds he draws the listener
into the netherworlds and back again in a manner I found quite extraordinary.
His techniques are so professional and beyond reproach that I’m
actually amazed at the end results. The music a testimony to his talent
in being able to conjure up music that is so absorbing and enthralling.
Music that is almost an organic mutating organism of black creation. An
aural ride into the unknown where nothing is what it first seems. Beautifully
crafted, executed and fucking exhilarating to boot. Put simply, a stupendous
find amongst all the usual dross on My waste of fucking Space.com.
The bad bit. This release is limited to only 100 copies. That’s
if you want the full Monty of CD and very tasteful cover of course. All
he asks is postage costs in return. If you’re a tightwad you can
download the tracks for free. That’s the good bit. The best bit
of all though is that no matter which way you get to hear this release
you will be suitably impressed. Damned impressed even. He sure as shit
impressed me with his music, actually stopping me from reviewing releases
which should have taken precedence over it, and that to me is a mark of
quality. I sincerely look forward to part two, which I believe, is nearing
completion. Bring it on Waz. Bring… it… fucking… on.