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NIGHT WOUNDS - "Rat Magic" 7" (GGGR-002). OUT OF PRINT.
one time pressing of 650 copies
original artwork by Chris of Steak Mtn (and of course, Combat Wounded Veteran).
425 on opaque pink with orange labels.
125 on opaque pink with red labels.
100 on black with red labels.
40 "early press" versions on black with alternate art.

NIGHT WOUNDS.
Night Wounds are constantly "some people" (always changing) and from "somewhere" (always changing) in the USA. On this recordings, the show up as a three piece offering three completely different pieces ranging from DNA-style no wave outburst to long bizarre Throbbing Gristle mutant club music. Catching and confusing. This was the first vinyl offering from the band, who around the same time had a split 7" with the almighty Coughs from Chicago, another with Black Castle, with an LP/CD (Woodsist / Coreleone) a short time after. The band continues to release a ton of records and destroy rooms on the road, check them out when they come though your town.

REVIEWS.

(Byron Coley | The Wire).
Recent surveys indicate that not a whole lot of people are moving to Maine these days, but that didn't stop Nightwounds [sic] from being part of that trend. More than that, they made the trek to LA, then made a record. And it's very cool. Rat Magic (Gilgongo 7") is a mix of punkish form-collapse and one of the stranger takes on electronics I've heard in a while. Indeed, the side with two dots is a combination of vocals, string plonk, and electronics done in a way that is as sparse as it is weird, reminding me of something like a Residents cover group gone wildly astray.

(Aural Minority | auralminority.com).
A nightmarish three songs from this Los Angeles-based trio. More "noise" than the band's fucked up punk live show, "Rat Magic" proves it's creators are more like an artcore band than an arthouse noise outfit or straight up post-hardcore musing. Definately try to find these guy's live.

(The Z-Gun | zgun.net).
If you are expecting the howling brutality that these guys slapped on their edition of the Not Not Fun BORED FORTRESS series, forget it. This is an earlier incarnation of the band. Still, it ain't bad stuff. First song is a throw away but "Tight Sleep" and "Dead Language" are two fine pieces of primitive, electronic, art punk that will have you thinking early Minimal Man.

(Doug Mosurak | dustedmagazine.com).
Plundered from the depths of no-wave cassette malaise, Nightwounds moved from Maine to Los Angeles, presumably to find great success at the Smell or whatever. “Rat Magic” and “Tight Sleep” are plagued with that whole amateur, style-over substance, everything-sucks-except-this vibe that makes bands like Glass Candy and the Peppermints so difficult to take; atonal broken guitar crud, a reliance on synths they don’t really know how to program or play, and an insistence on dumping their vocals through an effects rack to add more than what is actually there, sonically. And yet they redeem themselves with B-side “Dead Language,” a slow, sinister creeper inflamed by electronic infection, strangled vocals, sax skronk and unencumbered guitar fuckery; insomniac night heat pulse that works so well the other tracks are forgiven. The fidelity quotient, surprisingly, goes up here too; the final product sounds like Mark Stewart’s ghost in the 4-track got hold of things. Recommended for the brave, and from the sound of things these kids could get a lot better. Edition of 600 on various colors of vinyl.