This is nothing like the band. Hunting Lodge are rabid, retarded punk, totally chaotic and angular. We've got a split seven inch coming out later in the year with a band called Mugstar, but I should have the MP3s up on Soulseek before that. The single will be on Farm Girl records and available from the website, www.hunting-lodge.org.
The band's previous two CDs are already there for purchase with a couple of tracks for download, but they're with the previous drummer, and don't come within a million miles of the ridiculous energy we get out when we play live.
I Am The Utterance of My Name is eighty minutes long and made from a manipulated copy of Olivier Messaien's Oraison, along with other found sounds. It's quite creepy sounding, one to scare the shit out of yourself late at night. But really, my knowledge of the kind of experimental composition stuff with which this would find a home is embrionic at best. Perhaps this is one for Rothkoid... |