Thursday, December 2, 2021

New Arrivals @ Birdman Sound

Maleem Mahmoud & Pharoah Sanders



Howlin' Rain

Bardo Pond

Konsrtukt & Thurston Moore

Sauveur Mallia (French Library Recordings)

Bernard Estardy (French Library Recordings)

The Dents

The Angered Wrecks -  1981 obscure Fredericton, NB group who fused booze, and drugs into a hard rock/trashed out punk sound...Stooges meet the Pistols,,, 

The Band Whose Name Is A Symbol...2 sidelong journies into improv psych oblivion recorded LIVE with tbwnis as an 8 piece ensemble!

Both LPs co-released by Cardinal Fuzz (UK) and Feeding Tube Records (USA)

Some of the GREAT LPs in 2021 from Cardinal Fuzz!

Witches Broom

Black Holes Are Cannibals


Acid Rooster


Wasted Cathedral



Heavy Lidders

Monday, November 29, 2021

Tis The Season....


Simply Can't Resist A Spoof: One Day in 2018...


Hot off the press... Birdman Sound πŸ‘½
Well, it happened. There you were, strolling through the aspirationally wealthy and problematically gentrified neighbourhood in which you sometimes brunch, a few minutes early to meet a friend and shop for vinyl LPs. Having already purchased a coffee and made an Instagram story of some $25. burger combo you just swallowed across the street. You popped into a little shop called Birdman Sound, just to browse, just to pass the time. You’re an employed human of moderate means; surely you deserved a little look around. The holidays are coming, for one thing, and anyway you are still figuring out what to do about the precocious little fucker that belongs to your sister and it’s always useful to do some reconnaissance regarding buying a gift.
From the outside, the store looks really strange, not like the one’s in your own neighbourhood, from which you might purchase a Bruce Springsteen or Adele record and before the door was shut, you could tell something was off. The air smelled like Nag Champa incense and stale beer. There were too few items on the shelves, that you had ever heard of, if any! By the time you’d touched the first LP by some weird band called Spacemen 3, you knew : This is a too-expensive shop.
What should you do now? The first thing is not to panic. It’s an understandable error: Weird people stuff looks a lot like regular stuff these days; it just feels infinitely better to the touch and doesn’t break right away. Take a few steps inside, focusing intensely on whatever items are in front of you. Best not to look directly at the shop owner. His persona seems wild and scary and he will be named after some slang term for weed, and the whole thing will only make you feel bad.
Quickly scan the wall for the most colourful LP, then sort of pick it up and flash it in the direction of the shop owner, like there is some form of recognition. There is a small chance “Feck” might say something about it. No matter what the response, say, “I used to have an original of this, I got it in Paris.” (They have records in Paris, it’s fine.) A simpler option is to gesture to the wall and say, “Sorry I’m such dummy, just been living with my head up my ass for decades”. Do not describe what kind of enlightenment you’ve been deprived of or why that was the case.
Next, walk around, touching things with an insouciant air, such as one might have if you could confidently define the word “insouciant.” Do not look at price stickers; you are not the kind of person who cares if an LP is — $60. ?!?!? Do not break into a sweat or wipe it away with anything that looks like used tissue.
If it seems as if “Feck” is going to engage with you about an album, apologetically answer your phone and then say something along the lines of: “We just installed a kiln on the big boat; it’s been a nightmare.” This indicates that you are in possession of a) a regular ceramics practice and b) some kind of smaller, secondary boat. It also makes you sound exhausted by an elective construction project, which is the resting emotional state of the rich.
Casually flip through a stack of wax as if you appear to be partially amused and know it all, like that Jack Black motherfucker in Hi-Fidelity. It’s time to take the power back. Grab a record at random and — boldly — keep it in your hands. Now grab another one. Start a loose pile in your arms, as if this incense-scented cavern of $50 records is like no big deal. When “Feck” looks over, ask him to start spinning the albums for you. His already furrowed eyebrow will arch even more; do not lose your resolve. Grab whatever is closest, look him dead in the eyes and ask, “Do you have this on splatter?” “Maybe,” he’ll say, tilting his head in irritation. “I’ll have a look in the back.”
He will be looking for a moment or so. Now is the time to run.

Friday, November 26, 2021



Well written on the state of the a full time participant in many aspects of the business, since the 70's this all rings far too true and is pretty fucking accurate! Stupidly fucking sad as well!  Did make me laugh mind you,  as what else can ya do?  Well worth a read despite the fact, ya' may have heard all this before!  I've been whining on about this shit show for years now...πŸ‘½

Thursday, November 25, 2021

Busting the Bins @ Birdman: New Arrivals 11/25/2021

Insane amount of new arrivals in the shop just today !!!

Walter Bishop Jr,


Circle with richard Dawson


 Vis A Vis

King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard

Pharoah Sanders

Daptone Live Anniv. Triple Set

Idris Ackamoor & The Pyramids 

Charlie Mingus

Gun Club

Tav Falco

Miles Davis

Mankunku Quartet

Os Brazoes

Soft Machine

Tickets For Doomsday (Now-Again comp)

Hailu Mergia & The Wailas

The Band Whose Name Is A Symbol


White Manna

Chris Joynes


Witches Broom

Zone Six

There Is Nothing Like An Enduring Record : Strobe-"Maya" 1992


Every so often a record comes along and it's just like "holy fucking shit" !  In 1993, I got a promo CD from distro by UK band Strobe; a group I'd not been familiar with.  I had no expectations, as promos in them dayz flowed fast and furious. I was 60 seconds into "Nameless Day 1" and was in LOVE!  Some dark, lopey,  psychedelic underworld emanations were flowing through the speakers which more than tickled the fancies regarding all what I love about music!  A challenging ebb and flow of sounds with some influences that you could not really pin down, free, easy, psych, a shard of ominous Gothic darkness, Krautrock early 80's UK alternative, and just fucking a solid original take on the whole combination thereof !  I of course wore the CD to a frazzle, spinning on trips in the car, ghetto blaster, at home, portable disc man, in the shop etc.  This album is multi-genre/non-genre specific and re-defining, much in the same way as Cosmic Invention's (another super "woody" sported for Batoh and companyπŸ’•),  90's foray into the yester-world and the day after tomorrow in the 1990's and beyond !  Records like this do not happen often...bands like this don't come along everyday either!  Strobe's LP is right there for me alongside, the aforementioned Cosmic Invention, Flipper's 1st and 2nd LP's, Chrome (in general), Saccharine Trust, CAN (all), Miles Davis's 70's acid jazz period, Beefheart and The Stooges... as an addendum, a few years ago I posted about Strobe's "Maya" on social media and a number of weeks later by way of the mail, received 5 or 6 more subsequent CD releases by the band from either the groups manager of label owner!  ALL KILLER as well!  More recently(2017),  Dave Schmidt (aka Sula Bassana/ Sulatron Records, Germany) issued a wicked 1st time LP/CD entitled "Bunker Sessions", which is GODLIKE as well...go investigate this will not be disappointed...πŸ‘½

"Vicious Circle"

"Nameless Day 1"