CDs of The Plaster Cramp are now available. Each CD contains a set of 10 library card-catalog index cards with lyrics and other information. The sets were finished with a good deal of hand work by the band, including being hand-numbered exclusively for this first edition, before being slipped into each case. Stream, download and CD are available at theplastercramp.bandcamp.com
Eight songs from the Boogieman record got a video treatment using mostly old public domain footage, which was cut up and combined to create new narratives. NWBD shot videos for two songs from the Processional record, and had new original music featured in videos for the ACLU and Roaring Brook Press. You can see them all at youtube.com/jf8yo.
The Plaster Cramp
"Sons and daughters come to dance!" Enticement as command from new experimental art rock band, The Plaster Cramp. The ten compositions on this debut collection span a surrealistic conga line from NYC to the Pleiades. An exquisite corpse of downtown rock, post-punk, apocalyptic soul and cosmic jams.
Listen to "The Ghost of Great Jones"
Musically revelrous, but lyrically so very much about death; that's the bargain struck by Not Waving But Drowning on this, their third record. "Red Hand" alludes to thievery of all sorts — whether through the tale of a cross-dressing bandit of the 1600s, the relentless creep of Alzheimer's disease, or the intrigues of a courtesan turned international spy. Nearly all ending in the demise, timely or not, of the songs' protagonists.
Listen to "Highwayman"
There are contrasts defining cycles in this collection: hot, cold, young, old, together, apart. Weather, seasons changing. Clouds gather then part
or it rains, snows. Fluid, variously. The sun shines. The moon, bright on the water. Paralysis of winter; re-purpose of spring.
Listen to "Little Red Shoes"
The group makes a joyful noise with everything from violas to vibraphones, banjos to bones, trumpets to tamburas, guitars to garbage cans to giant brass geese. Not content with merely banging on inanimate objects, they also corralled a chorus of forty friends to add to the fanfare on these songs of mystery, adventure, and poisoned love. Funny hats were worn in the making of this record.
Listen to "Thanks a Lot, Lancelot"
A lot of this was by the seat of the pants. That energy, often urgency, is found throughout "Boogieman" — a new wave punk rock record for urban carousing post-9/11. What you find the next morning is bound to feel a bit odd.
Listen to "Adjust"
Any Old Iron
A rollicking tour through a rag and bone shop, where a jazz funeral marches through an indie rock show, strains of high lonesome harmonies sing out from a smoky blues club, and buzzing electric guitars meet dusty instruments left in an attic.
Listen to "Sick"
A quirky and intimate collection of indie pop/rock songs. Assembled with the help of several household items and held together with humor, reverb and that thing over there.
Listen to "Junior's Lament"