no fun leftovers and a new guy!

hello gang! some wagon releases that are already almost GONE from the epic no fun fest weekend. this is whats left. in about a week or so the blog will be updated with EPIC solo tapes by mark mcguire, (amethyst waves, tidings, and a few more) the public release of lilypad "capacitor" c20, and whats left of the the emeralds - "servant" cassettes from no fun fest. in about a month there will be another new batch including a skin graft/e.e. split c30, skin graft - "chernobyl" cd-r, (released to the public at last) imaginary softwoods 3xc20 + book, and the end all pedalphile - "wigger" cs. stay tuned!!

now for the good stuff - please email: clevelandwagon AT gmail DOT com to RESERVE THESE TAPES. do not send any paypals to any address yet!! there are too few copies of these releases, so reservations it is!!

emeralds - smoke signals c38 - $8.00 ppd

this is an older favorite of ours, related very much to its sister cassette "servant" and recorded in the same sessions/zone/era. threatening tan skied paranoia on the a side track titled "rotating floor." as if the very ground you stand on begins to turn on you and you cant even grasp the simple laws of reality - gravity, air, vision. like your senses got bored with your mind and decide to play tricks on you. swashing guitar loops weave in and out of white noise modulating in buried filters with intense micromoog modulation. no resolution, just live with it. side b is sky music for time spent alone in a comfortable place you know well. brings a sense of closure to the downer a side. mister matthews says he leaves this one in his car and that it reminds him of the discreet music loops (the a side of "discreet music," not the b side) there are roughly 12 of these cassettes left. full color artwork of surreal reality created by emeralds ourselves, shot at dusk. black tapes with tan photocopied labels of the surface of mars. second edition of 100, nearly gone AGAIN.

david russell c16 - $6.00 ppd

now here is a true stoker. david has been jamming the cleveland underground before most, and this may be his first fully realized and widely documented release under his own name. this tape is pure dada surrealist ??????? "what in the hell is that fucking noise" ????? some more bonkers head anarchy of the highest order. if you had a shelf with everything in the world on it and you pushed one end up and left it to hit your floor, this would be the sound. kling klanging-metal junk-spring popping -uncontained screaming/tortured-soul/spiritual havoc that will leave you flipping this tape over and over. i challenge you to try and count the number of different sounds that happen in the first movement of this cassette alone. short loops covered in total confusion somehow contained and organized in only the way that davids mind could understand. when it came down to brass tacks and i found myself saying "no, really david, how did you record this?" i arrived time and time again at the simple explanation of "i worked very hard on this." i also came to find that i was completely wrong in my assumption that there was 132,978 different overdubs when i was in fact corrected and told there were nearly none (just a few percussive overdubs in the first movement.) what in the hell is delina thinking with this shit going on the basement when shes upstairs cooking dinner??one of the best releases ever to come out on wagon and a great honor. sold out from hanson almost immediately. full color art on clear tapes with hand watercolored/markered retro syle labels. ltd to 100 copies on the nose. (about 30 left as of 5/20/08)

lilypad - "andromeda cures the hypochondriac" c20 - $9.00 ppd

for some people, playing music is a way of killing demons and putting the bad shit behind you. its also a coming to terms with things that have come and gone. this is one of "those" guys. side a is a relentless unflinching wall of powerful low end square wave with some oscillator modulation and filter sweeping towards the end. side b is a lucid tribute to moonlight and sheet glass lake water barely shifting in the wind. layers upon layers of anti-sequencer (built by b-bob) and a field recording collage featuring none other than wyatt howland (dead peasant insurance, skin graft) on reel to reel manipulation and jeff hatfield (of fragments, data disc master gripper) helping me break sticks in the woods behind the park towers apartment complex on a hot summer day in 07 by a river. dedicated to bob drake. there are only ten of these left as of 5/19/08. full double sided color artwork on blue tapes with hand painted labels, wrapped in stamped tissue paper. no one is the same, limited to 102 copies (60 of which vanished at no fun fest and others at hanson records and hospital productions.)