Water Borders ‎– Drippings

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Skrot Up ‎– SUT54
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Cassette, Limited Edition, Numbered, C30
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A Ararat 14:44
B1 Archipelago 8:40
B2 The Man With Fish In His Hands
Vocals [Feat.] – Bestial Mouths
6:11

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Edition of 100 copies. Comes with hand-numbered proof-of-purchase insert.

Track A is misspelled on the cover as "Arafat".

Written+recorded 9/2009 - 2/2010.

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Cat# Artist Title (Format) Label Cat# Country Year
none Water Borders Drippings(3xFile, FLAC) Skrot Up none Denmark 2011

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Iprocetyl_Girl

Iprocetyl_Girl

January 9, 2012
I have number 20/100 of this cassette....

What is contained within the esoteric chamber of plastic and magnetized metal oxides that is this tape is no easy task to categorise (all the better in this modern time of obsessive labelling)... And even while I quite like the "Witch House" moniker that bands like Salem, oOoOO and Mater Suspiria Vision (all of whom I am a huge fan of) and ultimately Water Borders seem to have become loosely associated with, if not for any other reason than having their records put out on the cryptic, coven-esque labels like Disaro and Tri-Angle, seemingly the mastheads of the vague and irreverent movement that is "Witch House", Water Borders manage to pervert the course of musical inventiveness further still, to a point where an attempt to describe what "genre" this actually is becomes a futile and undermining exercise of arbitration. It seems if any analysis at all should be made, then said discourse inevitably slithers between the metaphorical and the fanciful... The aesthetic here is one of a deeply disturbed phantasmagoria of macabre decadence and dismay; the interplay of the bizarre and the lamenting weaving an oppressive panorama of the mysterious that is at once at home with ancient greco-roman theatre of tragedy and sanskrit drama as it is with the hallucinatory, transgressive works of seminal 1980s industrial pioneers like Throbbing Gristle, Coil and Psychic TV - to an extent that renders either comparison a useless pontification.

Every element of the music is approached in a uniquely unusual and unsettling manner; the harrowing voices, the decomposed guitars, the stumbling carnival-esque synths and melted beats, along with an array of weird and writhing sounds whose origins are unidentifiable in the taxonomy of conventional musicianship, form a cohesive manifestation of transcendental deviance that tosses and turns uncomfortably between nightmare and catharsis throughout the regrettably short length of the tape. This is very much an effort within the far-fringe of even the most far-out experimental sonic voyages - while not as incongruous and bafflingly abstruse as some of the works of artists like Nurse with Wound, Faust, Zoviet France, Carrion and the like, where the entity that the music takes the form of is completely alien, Water Border's sound is more comparable to a person returning from the dwellings of Yog-Sothoth or Dagon, still retaining a vague humanity, but gripped by madness and mutation that has no cure....

Overall, if you are an individual that is looking for something truly strange and distinctive, try your best to hunt down a copy of this tape! There are only 99 others out there besides my copy :) I've played it loads of times and it has taken me to some dark places in even darker moments....

(I am actually listening to my copy of Water Border's full-length LP "Harbored Mantras" as I write this and it is spectacular, so if you can't find a copy of "Drippings", then get a copy of Harbored Mantras as soon as possible!)