[CC] fire museum stuff (fwd) (self-promotion) (fwd)

[Alan Sondheim]

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Date: Sat, 10 Dec 2005 05:15:59 +0000
From: "[iso-8859-1] steven tobin" <steven at museumfire.com>
To: fire museum <firemuseum at care2.com>
Subject: fire museum stuff

hi to all,

just sending this "year-end wrap up" to everyone - last pitch i'll be making 
this year :-) i'm pretty sure i'll be keeping the sondheim to an edition of 
500, so if you want to get one get them while the gettings good!

best,

st

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Greetings to all,

Following a nice write up in a late November issue of the San Francisco Weekly:

http://www.sfweekly.com/Issues/2005-11-23/music/music4.html

two reviews came in from the December issues of The Wire & Paris Transatlantic:

“Parts of this almost sound like Angus MacLise leading Tower Recordings through 
an opera written by Amiri Baraka, while others are non-locatable outside the 
tradition of large groups of free-thinking musicians undermining conventional 
modes in the name of personal ritual. Sondheim includes extensive liners to 
guide you through the various sections, but this kind of flight is best 
undertaken blind, allowing the wild allusive combinations of blues form, 
ethno-jazz, freakout a la The Sea Ensemble and vaguely evocative sound/space 
conjuring to transport you to a place that’s beyond mere musical dialogue, a 
place that’s as unevolved and primal as it is modern and highly 
conceived.”-David Keenan (The Wire)

“…an endearingly ramshackle melting pot of free jazz, blues and folk (if Eugene 
Chadbourne later described his work as "free improvised country & western 
bebop" then this is "free improvised Hawaiian flamenco gospel blues music 
theatre"), right up the same street as the other leftfield oddballs Stollman 
signed up for his label (ESP-Disk): The Fugs, Patty Waters, Marzette Watts, and 
The Sea Ensemble. The Songs is one of those wild and wonderful everything-goes 
experiences from a time and place that now seems all too far away, but its 
influence resonates (indirectly, one imagines, unless there are more copies of 
the original vinyl in circulation than I imagine) in the free folk of today's 
New Weird America scene. If you're OD'ed on Sunburned Hand Of The Man, take a 
little trip in Uncle Alan's Time Machine and detox back in 1967. You won't 
regret the price of the ticket.”–Dan Wharburton (Paris Transatlantic)

A nice way to end things for 2005. Upon our return from India in early 
February, we hope to get the Mon Burmese Music CD off to the pressing plant. 
This CD should knock out everyone that hears it, not because the music of the 
Mon has been virtually undocumented up to now, but because it is incredible 
stuff!

All the best for the new year, and thanks for your interest in Fire Museum 
Records.

Sincerely,

Steven





out now! ritual all 770/
alan sondheim- the songs fm-04

fire museum records
p.o. box 591754
san francisco, ca. 94159 u.s.a.
http://www.museumfire.com