Mamitri Yulith Empress Yonagunisan – Yulith Lilith

Description

The world of Mamitori is as beguiling as it is unchartered. Their, just previous to this, live album ‘Mamitori Ulithi Empress Yonaguni San-25/12/20/13’ (also on Bruit Direct Disques) fizzled the ears of pine-tops with its staggeringly great execution of Outsider ramble gnashing with No Wave rumble, creating a sound so unique, scribes stuttered on hiccups of comparison. Trying to “get it right”. If copies still exist, plonk down some cabbage & see what I mean. So when the check writers at Bruit said they were issuing forth a 2xlp of new material, all one could do was wait & wonder. It’s the line in the sand many dare not cross. The double lp format, in it’s purest distillation, exists as the medium to convey realizations of the most sprawling & unconventional design. And by God, if Mamitri Yulith Empress Yonagunisan latest deuce, ‘Yulith Lilith’, doesn’t ding all the right dongs, then ladies & gentlemen, I will cook your goose. The heart of their sound is beyond words, it’s more chaos theory, transmuting inside the eye of a hurricane. Imagine 10,000 blackbirds, perched in the trees above Tompkins Square Park, their shrill natter suffocating the air, while below Arto Lindsay spanges in tap shoes, his voice wavering fugue-like over the birds, while the clicking of his gait keeps a rhythm out of sync-yet completely on point-with the overall scheme. Or if 70’s era Faust had become outlaws, exiled themselves deep inside the Hokkaido landscape & for the rest of eternity tooled around Akkeshi Bay on speedboats, lustily consuming wild ales, sustaining themselves solely on plankton & oysters. Mamitri Yulith Empress Yonagunisan are Bushido code Circuit Rider & ‘Yulith Lilith’ is an unimpeachable masterpiece extolling the marauding valor of a band incapable of succumbing to convention. Housed inside transparent screen printed sleeves-resembling alien x-rays. It’s like the future just opened up. And guess what? It’s full of stars. One of my top picks of 2018 by a mile. Not to be missed.
– Tom Lax