It has been ages since the last HHBTM update, but that is due more to pressing plant delays than anything else. November brings four new releases including Try The Pie, Antlered Aunt Lord, Crunchy, and Two White Cranes. With all these new releases I need to make room for the next round of records coming up, so there are some major sales running until the end of the year. The Marshmallow Coast “Vangelis Rides Again” vinyl repressing is currently in. This will be the last time it will be pressed with a glow-in-the-dark sleeve. We have some major preorders coming up soon, as well as some HHBTM shirts and totes. The HHBTM website is about to have a major update with loads of new bands being added, and lots of releases available for direct digital download as well.
Try The Pie is the songwriting project of San Jose based musician/writer/artist Bean Tupou. A scaled-back affair compared to last year’s Distraction, Rest is a seductive mix of sugar & citrus, as achingly sincere as Kim Deal at her finest. You can’t help holding your breath to hear how the story ends. “’Alu’a’ is the Tongan word for goodbye when you are staying and the other person is going. ‘Rest’ is an album dedicated to this sentiment. I wrote the songs over a duration of three years (2005-2008) and recorded it in the last year by myself in my room in San Francisco. Sometimes you can hear someone doing dishes or the beep of a dying smoke-detector. This album is an example of the slow, whispering tempo, slanted harmonies and embellished metaphors that I grew up listening to.” As part of the bands Sourpatch and Crabapple, and as one of the creative forces behind the Think and Die Thinking Collective, Tupou has been a fixture on the South Bay’s DIY punk scene, crafting socially-conscious and catchy punk rock while helping creates spaces that are open, accepting, and fun—a universe of gender-neutral pronouns & queer-positive politics. It’s a record so intimate it feels almost like you’re eavesdropping. You unconsciously hold your breath to keep from being noticed. The songs are littered with household objects, embodied and alive. References to neighbors and roommates abound. Listen to ‘Seahorse’ and hear a story of immobilization and the struggle to stay afloat, simultaneously wistful & withdrawn, youthful & yearning. “Rest” is the sound of a fragile sensitivity—the avalanche of life communicated through tentative wishes and plaintive regrets. An album so open and honest that its very existence is an act of bravery. And when so much of our lives are consumed by fear and what others will think of us, the masks we create to make other people happy, we need records like this more than ever. HHBTM Records is beyond proud to be associated with a record like this and everything it stands for. The vinyl LP is $13.00 and the Cassette is $5.00.
Antlered Aunt Lord is entirely Jesse Stinnard, a guy who’s spent the past ten years in Athens, Georgia, as a cherished eccentric in a town known for its cherished eccentricities. HHBTM is honored to bring Stinnard’s tuneful genius into the light with his first official release. Antlered Aunt Lord is everything today’s music is not—melodic, lyrically inventive, reticent, and moving. Songs so catchy they sound like they emerged fully-formed from the radio, with lyrics so mysterious they sound like they emerged from your dreams. This is the prophet sharing—the missing link between the Pixies and The Byrds if they’d been raised in the Appalachians. Little was known about Stinnard, an autodidact often seen around town in 24-hour diners reading thousand page books, until he was begged into joining Tunabunny when their drummer quit days before the band’s first tour (Stinnard had approached the band after their third show and asked if he could record them). His shows around town are legendary for their passionate indifference. Stinnard’s been known to stand with his back to the audience screaming at unseen phantoms. Sometimes there’s a band, sometimes it’s just Stinnard with tape loops streaming around the space. Culled from a several-hundred song backlog, Ostensibly Formerly Stunted (And On Fire) is the sound of brain fever on fire. You think of R. Stevie Moore until you realize he never made a song as moving as ‘Throwback Bikes.’ You think of Robert Pollard until you realize Pollard hasn’t made a song as great as ‘Hi Beam Hi Priest (Blinker Fluid)’ since the last century. You hear the open-throated beautiful love of ‘Monopilot’ and think of early R.E.M. Then you remember that R.E.M. is dead. Antlered Aunt Lord is alive. The vinyl LP is $13.00 w/ screen printed sleeve.