Inrageous Outrospective Records

Analogue
Man
Closely Guarded Secret

The lo-fi aesthetic isn't everybody's cup of tea, but for those more into originality than accuracy, Closely Guarded Secret may just find a place in your musical teapot. A singer- songwriter so far out of the mainstream that we're not even sure if he's in the water, Analogue Man turns a tune in the tradition of lo-fi gurus like D. Johnston, E. Gaffney, B. Callahan, and L. Barlow
So who is Analogue Man? Apparantly that's the closely guarded secret.

Tomato
Type 59B

What kind of a fool would walk out on stage in front of a rock crowd with no idea what they were about to play? According to Sebastian Brant, Fools of Type Number 59 are the “nocturnal courters and beters of the stretes, playing by night on instrumantes, and using like follies, when time is to reste”
(from The Ship Of Fools 1494)
That would make Tomato Type 59B = Type 59 fools who are improvising

Interesting
Animal
Twice In A Blue Moon

Carrying a recorder wherever he goes, this intrepid sampler of the sounds of the interesting animal takes us on his wayward sonic journey through Manhattan subways, tuning in and out of New York's AM radiorama, past the manic buskers and rapademics, past Diamanda Galas insipring awe in the Cathedral of St. John, guided by green lights through Barbara Feldon's trip to the outer reaches of the cosmos, until he eventually arrives back where he's been all along –- stuck in a recurring fascination with a handful of blue-moon moments captured under carefully controlled conditions in various Ludlow Street sub- and super-terrainian rehersal rooms. Digital rarefaction and decompression makes the point that much clearer, and dials the background exactly. Presto, hey?

Raptured
Bridegrooms
Wild Blue Yonder

"Dementia is all in the mind" say the Raptured Bridegrooms, and if these recordings are anything to go by, they appear know what they're talking about. Down on all fours, they grope about in the darkness, looking for loopholes
in time and cryptic messages
from the other side. Along the
way, RB document a musical moment somewhere between
the Swell Maps and the Fungus Brains. Less cerebral than
People With Chairs Up Their Noses, less actual than Wrecks Small Speakers On Expensive Stereos, RB have clearly been listening to too much Sun City Girls, and Thinking Fellas Union Local 282 right before listening to Brian Eno's "Here Come The Warm Jets"..

Excerpt of Ph.D. Thesis
by Beryl Beveridge
Fritz Hugh Ludlow and
The Raptured Bridegrooms of Ludlow Street: Conjectures concerning the purported possible local reversals of temporal direction.