The League of Assholes: IM PEACH 3

During the first Trump administration avant-garde collective The League of Assholes released two long-form sound collages - IM PEACH and IM PEACH The Sequel - about the idiots that were governing the asylum back then. It took them awhile, but in the midst of the major clusterfuck a third installment was in order, now that the Donald is even more unhinged and fucking dangerous. Marcelo Radulovich once again assembled the bits at his Titicacaman Studio in Cardiff, CA.

IM PEACH 3 goes through hills and valleys, switching between country (seriously), ambient, noise, free jazz, and post-rock. It is a 40 minutes plus rollercoaster ride, that will be frowned upon by health and safety. The main course will probably be way too much for most listeners, but they did not stop there. To hammer home the message they also included a backwards mix (which will have the Chistian right up in arms) and the muzzy 1930s mono mix (which sounds like scratched 78rpm).

The League of Assholes: A Really Futile And Stupid Gesture

The League of Assholes have been releasing uncompromising, politically charged avant-garde pieces for a couple of years now. Their latest is called A Really Futile And Stupid Gesture, a wild ride through free jazz, funk, musique concrète and noise that lasts over half an hour. It is an intense, in-your-face and there is also a lot of screaming going on (which should help to drown out the complaints of the neighbours when it comes howling from the speakers. It is a hissing monster of a track, wherein - among many other things - a decidedly pissed off vocalist makes it clear that he does want to get away from it all and live in a log cabin, as the world around him is going up in flames.

The musicians are all clamouring for a place in the spotlights, but somehow Marcelo Radulovich has managed again to make sense of the ensuing madness when he mixed the track. And he is the log cabin guy as well. He did not want to pass up on the opportunity to channel his hero Captain Beefheart. A Really Futile And Stupid Gesture will clear the room of any square stragglers at a party. Those who can handle it will crack a crooked smile and congratulate each other for their stamina and open ears.

The League of Assholes: Unplugged

The League of Assholes return with another musical collage - a wild and exhilarating rollercoaster ride instigated and stitched togetherr by Marcelo Radulovich. Unplugded is an ironic title for this harsh, wild and exhilarating ride that will have supporters of the orange one reaching for their 2nd amendment amenities or at least have them painting signs with brain dead slogans.

The members of the League have no need for rallys or meetings - they find each other in cyberspace by word of mouth and anybody who is willing and able to pitch in with some noise, playing an instrument, a tape recording with some random quotes can contribute to another episode of polymorphous, polyphonic mayhem. Anarchic avant-garde that celebrates art at its most unhinged and free.

The League of Assholes: ORGY - actors, fiends, friends, pundits, pussies, fools, sodomites, pimps, dicks and clergy

As long as a lunatic is running the asylum The League of Assholes will keep on releasing single track albums. The latest is called ORGY: actors, fiends, friends, pundits, pussies, fools, sodomites, pimps, dicks and clergy, a collage of carnivalesque sounds, beeps, purrs and spoken word snippets taken from the Ubu Roi play.

Marcelo Radulovich assembled the contributions from avant-garde partners and created a challenging wild ride of musical mayhem. It is an unrelenting, harsh, dissonant, dense, sometimes surprisingly gentle, noisy, liberating and intoxicating piece of a work. This is the kind of music that will have the bigots up in arms, clamouring and howling. Just turn it up a bit more, and smile and wave.

The League of Assholes: RAW MEAT DIET

The League of Assholes will keep releasing freaky sound collages as long as 45 resides at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue. The third in the series is called RAW MEAT DIET and it is a harsh/pastoral/electronic/avant-garde/noise/freejazz extravaganza with some animal noises thrown it to make it even more harrowing. Marcelo Radulovich acted once more as the collector and collator of the project, turning to his LA scene to help him our and inviting everyone who had something to contribute to another musical blast aimed at the Trump administration.

While most listeners won't be able to handle all 30 minutes and 17 seconds in one sitting it is best enjoyed in full (and preferably loud) to fully appreciate the dynamics and smart tension and release created by Radulovich when he stitched the pieces together. It is a towering musical canvas that can flap wildly or flutter surprisingly gently within the space of a couple of bars.

The League of Assholes: IM PEACH The Sequel

The Trump administration is still a great source of inspiration for the arts. The vocal and very loud collective The League of Assholes weight in the release of IM PEACH, half an hour of improvised avant-noise that was unpredictable as the shenanigans of the Donald. Forget abut Pete Seeger, Woody Guthrie, or Joan Baez. Anger superseded any notion of melody. The Assholes meant to the hurt 45 and the rotating roster of cronies that surround him. And now The League is back with the shorter - but even more intense - IM PEACH The Sequel.

Once again assembled and mixed by Marcelo Radulovich the free-for-all anything-goes tapestry of outbursts, gnarly noises, drones and haunting voices that refuses to let go for 22 minutes. It's piece of music that will make the skin of the uninitiated crawl, but like any good doctor knows desperate diseases must have desperate remedies. Or in the words of The Assholes themselves: make America grate again.

The League of Assholes: IM PEACH

Much has been said about the Trump administration and most of it is unfavourable to say the least. Nepotism, oligarchism, shady financial deals, the embracement of the extreme right (Nazis, fascists and the KKK), sexism and racism. O, and blatant lies. It's all there since a narcist became President of the United States. For the arts the Donald is a blessing. Satirists, cartoonists and musicians are having a field day defiling the latest scandals. No need for hyperboles, because - as they say - you can't make this shit up. And now The League of Assholes, a collective with a varying roster that has been around since the late Nineties, weigh in with half an hour of avant-garde called IM PEACH.

Assembled and mixed by Marcelo Radulovich at his Titicacaman Studio in Cardiff, CA IM PEACH is a tapestry incorporating the contributions of 30 musicians. It's a sonic brick through the windows of Trump Tower, with a note attached to step down or be ridden out of town on rail. Like 45 the improvisations go through tons of mood swings, from pastoral to all-out freak guitar outbursts, screaming brass and woodwinds, and flailing drums. But nothing is more scary than the incorporation of a couple quotes from the inauguration. IM PEACH is a one-fingered salute that should be played really fucking loud.