The Silver Mt. Zion Memorial Orchestra & Tra-la-la Band with Choir* ‎– This Is Our Punk-Rock, Thee Rusted Satellites Gather+Sing,

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Constellation ‎– CST 027-1, Constellation ‎– CST027-1
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2 × Vinyl, LP, Album
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A Sow Some Lonesome Corner So Many Flowers Bloom
Drums – Howard*
16:27
B Babylon Was Built On Fire / Starsnostars. 14:44
C American Motor Over Smoldered Field...
Drums – Aidan*
12:05
D Goodbye Desolate Railyard. 14:25

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"All these giddy staggerings and clumsy tumbles were caught and magnetized at Thee Mighty Hôtel2tango; mastered at the bottom floor.
All of it and all of it and and all of it dedicated to train track wanderers everywhere..."

Includes a booklet glued inside the gatefold sleeve.
"Mastered By" RTI is for "Processed By". Based on the runout numbers.

May include a Constellation mail order catalog 'Fall 2003'.

Barcode and Other Identifiers

  • Barcode (Sticker): 666561002718
  • Matrix / Runout (Side A, hand-etched runout): cst 027-A (rev #1) 10051.1 (3)
  • Matrix / Runout (Side B, hand-etched runout): cst 027-B (rev #1) 10051.2 (3)
  • Matrix / Runout (Side C, hand-etched runout): cst 027-C (rev #1) 10051.3 (3)
  • Matrix / Runout (Side D, hand-etched runout): cst 027-D (rev #1) 10051.4 (3)

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Euphonics

Euphonics

December 21, 2019
A monument. A symphony for the oppressed. An ode to disarray. A reminder of how small bands of dedicated tribal peoples have always persevered in the face of annihilation. A musical soundtrack to the tranquilizing pain of watching society crumble, and the brilliant peace that lies on the other side of post-capitalist Armageddon. The sonic equivalent of a billion tiny screams of despair while the egalitarian struggle patiently awaits Götterdämerung. If a Howard Zinn or a Derrick Jensen book could be encapsulated in song, this is what it would sound like.

This album is all of these things, and more. It's a real trip—and a real achievement. A friend gave me these MP3s when I was a sophomore in high school. I've probably never been the same since.