Resonant Hole

Spirit Payment Receipt

2012-01-05T13:56:00.001-05:00

Trailblazer "Hey Hair"

2012-01-03T07:57:00.001-05:00

Trailblazer "Hey Hair" by Coleman Guyon

2012

2011-12-31T14:21:00.000-05:00

HAPPY NEW YEAR

2011-12-20T08:45:00.002-05:00

RESONANT HOLE
MATT DUNCAN
IDIOT GLEE
STREET GNAR
DJ AUTO DELTA TIME

AL'S BAR, LEXINGTON, KY
DECEMBER 28TH, 9PM

Lexington Nights

2011-11-09T09:22:00.003-05:00

Photo courtesy of AFTER-MARKET VALUE-APPRECIATION, LLC

Jovontaes "Killer Pilz"

2011-08-22T14:04:00.004-04:00

Jovontaes "Killer Pilz"

Video by Coleman Guyon, Lexington, KY circa 2011

Resonant Hole Vol. 1 Now Streaming

2011-08-12T08:18:00.001-04:00

Please enjoy the Resonant Hole Vol. 1!

<a href="http://resonanthole.bandcamp.com/album/resonant-hole-vol-1">Resonant Hole Vol. 1 by Resonant Hole</a>

CREAM GRID RERUNS

2011-07-15T10:35:00.004-04:00

Robert Beatty: CREAM GRID RERUNS
Institute 193, 193 N. Limestone, Lexington, Kentucky
Opening Reception Thursday, July 21st 6-9pm
www.institute193.org

Communiqué

2011-07-14T00:19:00.000-04:00

What went wrong?

2011-06-11T20:22:00.001-04:00

Jeanne Vomit-Terror and the gang

2011-05-11T15:37:00.000-04:00

Photo by Jaime Lazich

Dream Research 1

2011-05-10T16:44:00.000-04:00

Land of Tomorrow

2011-05-05T10:19:00.001-04:00

Three Legged Race "China Bull"

2011-05-04T16:36:00.002-04:00

From "Three Legged Race as Ed Sunspot" on Night People

Don't Need it Anyway

2011-04-13T17:18:00.002-04:00

Trailblazer "Don't Need it Anyway" from forthcoming cassette on Night People.

Hole-iday Spectacular

2011-03-28T10:45:00.000-04:00

Documentation of the Resonant Hole Hole-iday Spectacular from November 2010. Featuring performances from Kraken Fury, Silverware, The Teenagers Responsible, Guilty Feelings, Ed Sunspot & Jeanne Vomit-Terror, and more!

Resonant Hole Single Series

2011-02-21T08:04:00.002-05:00

The first two cassettes of the Resonant Hole Single Series are up now in digital formats on our new Bandcamp site to stream or download. http://resonanthole.bandcamp.com/

More volumes to come very soon with music from Bronze Ear, Sindy Silverhair, Juuls Trakker, Killer Basements, and many more. Stay tuned.

Daily Life

2011-02-17T17:57:00.001-05:00

What is a Hole?

2011-02-07T04:56:00.003-05:00

"What is a Hole?", screening Tuesday, Feb. 8th, 2011, 7PM, as part of the Little/Gaines Artist Series at the John Jacob Niles Gallery, Lucille Little Fine Arts Library, University of Kentucky, Lexington, KY

Introducing Juuls Trakker

"What is a Hole?" Trailer from Resonant Hole on Vimeo.

Apples In Stereo "CPU"

2011-01-16T17:23:00.002-05:00

The Apples in Stereo "CPU" Official video by Robert Beatty

Each age is a dream that is dying...

2011-01-10T03:01:00.000-05:00

We are the music makers,
And we are the dreamer of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams;
World-losers and world-forsakers,
On whom the pale moon gleams:
Yet we are the movers and shakers
Of the world for ever, it seems.

With wonderful deathless ditties,
We build up the world's great cities,
And out of a fabulous story
We fashion an empire's glory:
One man with a dream, at pleasure,
Shall go forth and conquer a crown;
And three with a new song's measure
Can trample an empire down.

We, in the ages lying
In the buried past of earth,
Built Nineveh with our sighing,
And Babel itself with our mirth;
And o'erthrew them with prophesying
To the old of the new world's worth;
For each age is a dream that is dying,
Or one that is coming to birth.

"Ode" by Arthur William Edgar O'Shaughnessy

Haddy Grimmble!!!

2010-12-25T09:00:00.001-05:00

Randolf's Party

It was Chrisbus time but Randolph was alone. Where were all his good pals. Bernie, Dave, Nicky, Alice, Beddy, Freba, Viggy, Nigel, Alfred, Clive, Stan, Frenk, Tom, Harry, George, Harold? Where were they on this day? Randolf looged saggly at his only Chrispbut cart from him dad who did not lie there.

'I can't understan this being so aloneley on the one day of the year when one would surely spect a pal or two?' thought Randolf. Hanyway he carried on putting ub the desicrations and muzzle toe. All of a surgeon there was amerry timble on the door. Who but who could be a knocking on my door? He opend it and there standing there who? but only his pals. Bernie, Dave, Nicky, Alice, Beddy, Freba, Viggy, Nigel, Alfred, Clive, Stan, Frenk, Tom, Harry, George, Harolb weren't they?

Come on in old pals buddys and mates. With a big griff on his face Randoff welcombed them. In they came jorking and labbing shoubing 'Haddy Grimmble, Randoob.' and other hearty, and then they all jumbed on him and did smite him with mighty blows about his head crying, 'We never liked you all the years we've known you. You were never raelly one of us you know, soft head.'

They killed him you know, at least he didn't die alone did he? Merry Chrustchove, Randolf old pal buddy.

from "In His Own Write" by John Lennon

Tesseract

2010-12-21T19:21:00.000-05:00

Silverware "Antenna"

2010-12-06T09:00:00.001-05:00

Silverware "Antenna" from Resonant Hole Vol. 1

Also available on Silverware EP available from EMA

The Appearants "Weeding the Garden"

2010-12-03T09:00:00.000-05:00

The Appearants "Weeding the Garden" from Resonant Hole Single Series Vol. 2

The Teenagers Responsible Interviewed

2010-12-01T10:30:00.007-05:00

The Teenagers Responsible "Soda Pop" from Resonant Hole on Vimeo

The Teenagers Responsible

Interviewed by Jeanne Vomit-Terror

When I was but a teen Vomit-Terror, I patrolled summer dusks on a bejeweled BMX with an oily crew called The Ilk, looking for laws to bend. On such a night, we descended upon the youth center on the edge of town. It was a prefab aluminum barn, casting its shadow over a disused miniature golf course, ganglia of yellowing weeds stopping forever the windmill and obscuring the lime green synthetic turf, and at its center the monument of a corroding riverboat, whose extravagance died long before it was beached in this sinkhole. My Ilk were drawn within, past the out-of-order Ms. Pac-Man and the out-of-order hologram sticker dispenser, into the odorous haze of imposter cologne and deep fryer grease, by the music of the band. The “flyer” for the show had been Sharpied on a bathroom stall in a distinctly masculine script. These were The Teenagers Responsible.

Judging from the paltry remaining audience, they’d been playing awhile. A few more jaundiced youth emptied into the courtyard mid-song to neck or whatever, impervious to the pre-sexual rites being committed onstage. The guitar screeched like a slipped timing belt, the bass dry-heaved, the drums thudded stupidly like baseball bats connecting with Herbies on a rural route. The singer, Scott Employment History, had all the charisma of a video store clerk, which, in fact, the factory-embroidered insignia on his shirt announced he was.

Unable to resist the callow vulnerability of these hopeless cases, and defying my tacit orders otherwise, my Ilk swarmed the stage, unplugged the amps and bustled them out the door, hoisting high their prizes (which, because we were on bikes, would be chucked into the creek some twenty yards away). Not just undeterred, but somehow oblivious, the band continued to play, without the crucial advantage of electricity, the pitiful clicks of plectrum on string somewhat audible over Scott Stovetop’s dismal kit work. Brian Boyardee alone noticed the silence, although, zombie-like, it took even him some time. He put his ear up to the guitar, still strumming it dumbly, not even sure where the sound should be coming from. Decisively, he dropped it to the ground, picked up a mop, situated its bucket in place of his amp, even fiddling with the handle a bit like a potentiometer, and began to thrash away, satisfied with his new ax, whipping grey water all around the room.

I was awestruck. These were beautiful boys. There was something brave about their impotence. They channeled the OTC buzz, the sight of your dad naked on the toilet, the feeling of being pulled over by a cop you went to high school with. Their perfect lives were a pointless horror. These were… are the undiagnosed.
Fifteen years later, I check in with the boys to see why they bother to go on living, let alone reunite to play a fucking show.

Jeanne Vomit-Terror: Where have you been all this time?

Scott Employment History: Brian has been working on his GED.

JVT: For fifteen years?

SEH: No, just for ten.

Brian Boyardee: No, for like twelve.

SEH: Mel was in jail for three of those years.

Mel Hormel: Prison.

JVT: What were you in prison for?

MH: [shrugs]

JVT: You couldn’t continue without Mel or without Brian?

SEH: No.

JVT: Why not?

SEH: If there were just eighty-seven keys on a piano instead of eighty-nine, it wouldn’t be a piano.

JVT: So how did the band start?

MH: Scott and I were at Hardees. Scott goes, “Mel, you need a job?” I was like, “Yeah.” Well, Scott was working for his dad cleaning septic tanks. I thought, “All right.” Well, we did this one job, and it was at Brian’s house.

JVT: Wait… which Scott?

MH: [Freezes, visibly perplexed]

JVT: Sorry, go on.

MH: I thought, “All right.” Well, we did this one job, and it was at Brian’s house. We didn’t know Brian from school, because he was home schooled. Well, we heard him playing guitar, and I went in there and said, “Man, that sounds pretty good. Can you show me how to do that?” And he goes, “Get the fuck out of here, you smell like shit.”

JVT: Brian showed you how to play guitar?

MH: Yeah, like later that day we were sitting around and he was showing us how to play some songs. We were getting ripped with his mom’s boyfriend and Scott’s dad came in and was like, “What the hell are y’all doin’?”

BB: I showed everyone how to play “Come as You Are,” and then we turned it into one of our songs, “Pig Pong.” We figured out that when you sing different words over songs, they sound like different songs. We’d sit around playing songs from this book I had. When we started out, it was just four guitars.

Scott Stovetop: [who has been wearing a pot on his head since we began the interview] Five guitars, Scott’s mom’s boyfriend Doug was playing guitar, too.

SEH: Yeah, but that wasn’t the Teenagers. It’s like the thing I said about the piano.

JVT: How did you pick that name?

SS: We didn’t pick it.

SEH: We didn’t have a name when we played our first show at the teen center. After the show, we pushed this car into a creek, because, like… whatever. Then the newspaper said, “police are looking for ‘the teenagers responsible.’” And we were like, “Oh shit.”

JVT: Where do you guys work now?

SEH: Movie Warehouse.

JVT: Still?

SEH: [nods]

[Prolonged silence]

BB: Noodles and Co.

JVT: Tell me about the songwriting process.

[Total silence]

JVT: What about your song “Soda Pop?” How did that come about?

SEH: What do you mean?

JVT: The lyrics. Where did the lyrics come from?

SEH: Oh, that was just like from my mom telling me to go to the store. I said to my sister, “What kind of soda pop do you drink?” And she was like, “What kind of soda pop do you think I drink?” I pretty much just say that over some music.

JVT: What can we expect from you guys live?

SS: [shrugs] I don’t know.

MH: Well, I was gonna take like twelve Dramamine. I read this thing on the Internet where it’s supposed to fuck you up.

JVT: Brian, are you going to play your mop?

BB: I don’t think so, people said they couldn’t hear it at the last show.

JVT: Any parting thoughts?

[Total silence.]

taken from Heavy Bombardment Issue 1

Resonant Hole Single Series, Volume Two- The Appearants & Betweensday

2010-11-19T11:54:00.005-05:00

The Appearants/Betweensday Resonant Hole Single Series, Volume Two
Pro cassette, edition of 50.

Available from RAMPART TAPES

The Appearants
1. Weeding the Garden (MP3)
2. Atrovirens

Betweensday
3. Passengers on the Breeze
4. Lineland (MP3)

"This time we present a pairing of melodists inspired by that young and turbulent branch of inquiry into the marrow of emotional time. Betweensday does not betray its namesake, those recently discovered haunted 'sharps and flats' of the week. So swollen are these lays with melancholy, you’ll give thanks that these days unfold more often than not while you are unconscious. The Appearants derive their name from the harbingers of the Between, those elusive garden-varmints of the mind, plundering your psychic tuber-patch from beneath, the soil disgraced with expectant holes, so you’ll not know why you’re sad, but you’ll not feel any better, either. As such investigations go, these vectors may prove too obscure for the fresh initiate, but the by-product—a dancing fountain of romantic treacle, all harp glissandos and fading heart monitors, Chopin, modal balladry, and Days of Our Lives—will, by design, crush all but the most sensible hearts to dust."

-Jeanne Vomit-Terror

The Resonant Hole-iday Spectacular

2010-11-13T09:11:00.005-05:00

The Resonant Hole-iday Spectacular

8 PM Sunday, November 28th at Institute 193, 193 North Limestone St., Lexington, KY

Free / All Ages

The Resonant Hole is an informal collective of artists, musicians, and filmmakers based in Lexington, Kentucky engaged in the exploration of a universe parallel to theirs. Its genesis was in spring of 2009, a month-long recording session helmed by Robert Beatty (Hair Police, Three Legged Race) at his home studio (also called The Resonant Hole). The project demanded that the participants use whatever was lying around the room to produce a piece of music and that they finish working roughly within the afternoon. The recording was executed using a homemade microphone filtered through a defective tape echo device, making the technical process itself just as chaotic (as well as making it impossible for the musicians to hear themselves clearly, interrupting the feedback loop of selfness). Within these constraints, the artists were forced into strange new avenues. Collaborations were encouraged. New projects were born, and new identities invented. The results were compiled as volume one of an eponymous CDR series, now available as a free download.

In the spirit of the experiment, many of these new “imaginary” bands and artists have since taken on a life of their own, both as performing and recording projects (as documented by the new Resonant Hole Single Series). I put ironic quotes around the word “imaginary” because we accept that the reality of the Resonant Hole is just as legitimate as the one we perfunctorily inhabit. More so, in fact.

And now an invasion of sorts is nigh, in the seemingly benign form of a Christmas variety show (why Christmas is a riddle for you). The Resonant Hole-iday Spectacular will feature performances from…

Ed Sunspot

Jeanne Vomit-Terror

Guilty Feelings

Channel Master

The Teenagers Responsible

Silverware

Eye Exams

Kraken Fury

… as well as group therapy sessions led by Benstances, music videos and short films, door prizes, and much more! The sounds at this event will run the gamut from evil campfire folk to primitive punk to glammed-out synth pop to haunted hills hymnody. And by eliminating the filler—the b-sides, the lame cover versions, the failed experiments, the opening acts, the stage banter, the tuning, the downtime—we’ve maximized the entertainment potential of the showgoing experience.

What is a hole? Now’s your chance to find out.

2010-11-08T18:57:00.003-05:00

"Art can no longer shock or disturb – its identity has changed. It is now a fallacy to say that art is art, therefore we have changed its name and will now call it 'ART,' having no better name to hand. Should you be indecisive, act in the following manner: dig a hole about four feet deep (depending on your height). This hole may be dug anywhere. Now stand perfectly upright in your hole, and consider why you have dug it. Fill it in. if you have not reasoned why you have dug this hole, dig another."

--Marcus Patton from "The Non Objectivist Society Manifesto," quoted by Bill Drummond in his book 45

Resonant Hole Single Series Vol. 2

2010-10-13T16:26:00.003-04:00

Available in November from Rampart Tapes.

The Teenagers Responsible

2010-09-08T11:17:00.002-04:00

The Teenagers Responsible Are Bart Simpson, Who the Hell Are You?

From Rampart Tapes:

"Our "reissue" (read: bootleg) of this forgotten masterpiece by rural Kentucky weirdos. Dumb, snotty no-wave/punk with catchy riffs, seriously damaged guitar, and an apathetic singer delivering lyrics addressing the big concerns of the day (TV, board games, soft drinks). Think Teenage Jesus and the Circle Jerks, or an illiterate MX-80 Sound."

Free Download HERE

SOAP OPERATIVE

2010-08-29T02:55:00.002-04:00

Guilty Feelings

2010-08-28T10:00:00.000-04:00

Guilty Feelings performing "Nest" live at a hair cutting establishment during the holidays of 2009.
Currently working on their debut full length.

RESONANT HOLE MANIFESTO ONE

2010-08-27T11:46:00.002-04:00

The future is over. Our bleating din is at a singularity. There are no longer ideas, only rhetoric. There are no longer people, only ideas. Integrity is an illusion.

Our earliest experiments sought to override the ego. In our failure, we now tread the glimmering plastic paths beyond our selves. We canonize the trash in their ditches. Disorder is our destiny.

Benstances "The Question"

2010-08-22T17:02:00.003-04:00

Benstances "The Question" from Resonant Hole Vol. 1

Performance by Ben Allen

Video by Robert Beatty

I Did it Sober

2010-08-19T10:00:00.000-04:00

Idiot Glee "I Did it Sober" from Resonant Hole Vol. 1

Idiot Glee European tour
8.30.10 The Harley with Women - Sheffield, UK
8.31.10 The Globe with Women - Cardiff, UK
9.01.10 Cargo with Women - London, UK
9.02.10 The Deaf Institute with Women and Zola Jesus - Manchester, UK
9.03.10 Brudenell Social Club with Women - Leeds, UK
9.05.10 The Cluny with Women- Newcastle, UK
9.06.10 The Hope with Women and Cold Pumas - Brighton, UK
9.07.10 Perron 55 with Women and Nurses - Venlo, Netherlands
9.08.10 Studio 80 with Women - Amsterdam, Netherlands
9.09.10 Mother Presents…with Elias Krantz - Stockholm, Sweden
9.14.10 Incubate Festival with Neu!, Peter Brotzmann, Women, and many many more! At V39 - Tilburg, Netherlands
9.15.10 Old Blue Last (Upset the Rhythm) - London, UK

HILLS

2010-08-05T09:45:00.008-04:00

HILLS Personal Anarchy Vol. 2
by Attempt

Available from Rampart Tapes

Heatsick

2010-08-04T17:51:00.004-04:00

Amazing live Casio house music from Steve Warwick (Birds of Delay)

Heatsick live at Shade from Dubbed Sunshine on Vimeo.

NONES

2010-07-30T11:21:00.003-04:00

NONES

5 musical performances by Robert Beatty and collaborators.
August 5th-9th, performances every evening at 9PM

Institute 193, 193 N. Limestone, Lexington, KY
www.institute193.org

Masks

2010-07-06T18:37:00.003-04:00

Bits of plastic with ideas and attitudes

2010-06-20T18:14:00.005-04:00

"All our music is whimsical. Whatever appeals to us at any given time in style, then we will have a bash at it and whether we execute that 100% technically right isn't of very great interest to us because music per se isn't of interest to us but records as bits of plastic with ideas and attitudes on them are of interest to us"
Genesis P-Orridge, Psychic TV

I Don't Want to Go to The Moon

2010-05-23T11:22:00.003-04:00

I don't want to go the the moon

I don’t want to go to the moon
I don’t want to go to the moon
There is nothing there
You can’t breathe the air
But it’s not like a regular vacuum
which you would use to clean
it is not a machine
I don’t want to go to the moon
There’s nothing there but dust
There’s no one there you can trust
I don’t want to go to the moon
You can’t feel what you touch
I don’t want to go to the moon
Is that your idea of fun?
I’d rather shoot myself with a gun!
I don’t want to go to the moon
Just take a look up there, and you’ll see why
There’s nothing in the sky
There is no “pizza pie”
There’s nothing there but the night
Nothing in sight
I don’t want to go to the moon
The cold is as sharp as a knife!
I’d have the worst time of my life
I don’t want to go to the moon
Why do you want to get there so soon?
It’s so far away
I don’t want to stay
You’ll end up there alone
It’s the opposite of home
It’s just a prison, or more like a tomb
Where you are forever hidden in a horrible room
I don’t want to go the moon
We have nothing to fear but the pull of that sphere
We have nothing to fear but the pull of that sphere
We have nothing to fear but all the world’s oceans
We have nothing to fear but centrifugal motion
I don’t want to go to the moon

Eyes and Arms of Smoke, "I Don't Want to Go to The Moon", Resonant Hole Vol. 1
Lyrics by Trevor Tremaine

Resonant Hole Vol.1 Compilation MP3's

2010-05-21T12:39:00.002-04:00

New website at www.resonanthole.com
There you can download mp3's of the entire Resonant Hole Vol. 1 compilation. Enjoy!

Jeanne Vomit-Terror "Mirror School"

2010-04-04T21:36:00.001-04:00

Resonant Hole Single Series Vol. 1

2010-02-11T00:07:00.015-05:00

First in a series of cassette singles from Resonant Hole.
Pro dubbed/printed cassettes, shrink-wrapped with full color 2-sided j-card. One time only edition of 50.

Available from Rampart Tapes now!

Side A
Jeanne Vomit-Terror
1. Civilian Suede
2. Mirror School (mp3)

Side B
Ed Sunspot
1. Flooded Nest
2. Landline (mp3)

"Since even before a serviceable language materialized on the palates of early man, rhythmic, repetitive music has been used to synchronize the hearts and limbic systems of a population. Hypnosis is too strong a word—a common will exists that must simply be harnessed, not supplanted. Today’s electronic equipment achieves a more efficient effort. But what is to digitize but to reduce? The binary ideal promotes an attempt, however vain, to reverse the entropic flow. This is the human labor, and music is human slang, a shorthand for our follies and failures that unites us in happy grievance.

What Edward and I strove to do, here, is to establish a colloquial standard. Given the inconsistencies of the group mind, our approaches are discreetly different. Ed’s songs will transport you across polluted urban horizons at dusk or possibly dawn—a sick hour, anyway—aglow with infrared sex and holographic possibility. All of the elements are perfectly interlocked, all the common timbres represented, yet his melodies, in their elegant simplicity, refuse to resolve. These songs wear a very large pair of sunglasses with two stripes of reflective light permanently emblazoned across one lens. My own songs arise from the treads of tanks beached in the white sands of La Isla de Culebra, saltwater and rust and rotten plantains. They chant “We Are Girls” and expect the whole world to reply. They burn bras with bodies still inside. All is open to interpretation, but it is pretty clear what we want you to think.

I certainly hope you enjoy our effort. You can expect plenty more to come from the “Lateral Universe” of the Resonant Hole."

-Jeanne Vomit-Terror

A SECRET MAN

2010-02-10T17:54:00.003-05:00

A TASTE...

2010-02-10T17:47:00.003-05:00

...of what is to come.

WETS

2010-01-11T13:17:00.000-05:00

Drawing by MA Turner

Lying at the Intersection

2010-01-10T11:06:00.000-05:00

WHIPPED SECRETS 2

2010-01-06T18:18:00.003-05:00

WHIPPED SECRETS

2010-01-04T17:51:00.001-05:00

Happy New Year

Click images for full size

AVAILABLE MOUNTAAIN RELEASES

2009-10-18T18:56:00.002-04:00

Now Available from Mountaain.

Flower Man "Slowmo Matterade" CDR
Wretched Worst "Let the Girls Scream" CDR
Three Legged Race "Scattered Duels Thawing" CDR
Warmer Milks "The Plast is the Fluture is the Plast" CDR

Contact arbagegarbage AT gmail DOT com for info.

CRAZY WEEKEND

2009-10-13T10:40:00.000-04:00

Time to take it easy.

Hello.

2009-09-06T16:08:00.000-04:00