On the sense of humor of the music reviewing freaks at Aquarius Records.
There are two reasons I’m not sure I could live anywhere other than where I do. One is the coffee. The other is the music.
Their reviews alone are enough:
By now, Xasthur is practically a household name. Assuming your house is a cave, or painted black, or lit by torches, or painted black with the blood of your enemies. (Xastur.)
Apparently, there was tons of reverb in the Jurassic period. (Jean-Luc Herelle.)
A copy was sent to us ages ago, and on first glance it looked like some disc of classic Irish music. An old sepia toned photo on the front, an Irish looking font with the text “An Evening With Danny O’Really”. Hmmm. So we sort of ignored it for a while, but the photo on the front was sort of haunting, and finally we realized the man’s eyes were sort of fucked up, green and alien. Bug eyed. Staring out creepily. So we had another look, and noticed the legend “Music For Unusual People”. The we flipped it over to find a huge flat topped swirly eyed green demon with a forked tongue, ripping the front cover in half. Interesting. (Danny O’Really.)
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