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RACCOO-OO-OON
- s/t 7" (GGGR-015). OUT OF PRINT.
one time pressing of 1000
copies.
994 or so on black; 6 ranging from white to near-black (were sold
as a set to generate tour money for the band).

RACCOO-OO-OON.
Released along side
their newest full length, "Behold Secret Kingdom", Iowa
City's Raccoo-oo-oon's self titled 7" has three new and
exclusive songs, going from dark, eerie broken layers of cello,
vocals and percussion (Mud Mound), to the precise, triumphant and
uplifting, post-everything feelings of the actual song,
"Behold Secret Kingdom". MP3: RACCOO-OO-OON - "Behold Secret
Kingdom"
select reviews:
Foxy Digitalis:
Followers of this tribes path have probably already nabbed this
debut single. The first track Mud Mound, contains
clattery kitchen style percussion reminiscent of Gilgongo house
band Tent City. Light vocal mysticism and violin breach through
the haze. The next track is the title track from the recent full
length Behold Secret Kingdom (LP on Not Not Fun/
Night People, CD on Release The Bats). It begins with clockwork
drumming and playful keyboard squeals. Around the one-minute mark
guitar and vocals blast into the mix. At this point my head is
bobbing as I type, Im bummed when the side ends, but
Ive still got the memory of that blast (for those of you
who havent seen Raccoo-oo-oon live, imagine that blast
being 45 minutes long) to keep me satiated as I flip the record
over. The side long B side track Slobbery Masses
begins like the previous with jangle-y trinket percussion and
midnight vigil whispers that grow into a steady double drummer
beat with keyboard and guitar bringing back the head bobbing. A
true 7 achievement acting as a perfect entry point to the
band but also a necessary part of their discography.
Animal Psi:
This 7 arrived sometime in June (2007). According to the
notes on the sleeve, it was recorded in August (2007). This has
been happening a lot lately, and its making me think that
this is no longer about dumb typos, but rather a brilliant coup
by young artists attempting to wrestle control of musical fashion
from the reigning class by denying the dominant theory of
time.* Could be. I must admit that, while a huge
proponent of their first two full-lengths, I havent been
keeping up very well with Raccoo-oo-oon and their recent
onslaught of releases (though I have caught some of the misguided
dust-ups surrounding), and therefore cannot say whether this trio
of songs (and yes, they are very much songs) fares
worse/better/same as their other recent works, and then, if they
indeed surpass time with some quantum leap of genius. However, it
is appropriate for me to say that this is good, quite so, and
bids well for present and future works (which may be one and the
same).
The brief Mud Mound is a solid lead-in, collecting
parts scattered around a guitar loop played beyond the fretboard,
polyrhythmic hand percussion, charmers horn, and a group
coo-chant a Night People salute to sister-label Gilgongo,
and a woodsian bait-and-switch for the relative top forty to
come. Although queued second, Behold Secret Kingdom
is the true single here (and the title-track of their newest LP,
though appearing only here), with straight drum kit, walking
synths, chikachik guitar and a moog (!) squeal over those melodic
vocals so vital to Cave of Spirits Forever, now
masked at the console instead of organically with adolescent
production. The gay calamity of the track is all sunshine, some
may say Animal Collective but the wintry colour and bold
track-layering suggests more My Bloody Valentine and shoegaze
pop. Very much the B-side - theyve got this thing down! -
the side-consuming Slobbery Masses returns to suit of
the first track, a decreasingly free-form, proto-punk drum solo
with faint horn bursts and a heavy synth drone. First rate
production all-round by Mike Dixon suggests this wasnt a
cheap one to make, and that this is destined for re-release on
Domino. Black vinyl adhered with pro labels (art by Shawn Reed)
and nestled in full-color, pro-printed sleeves.
*Unwound was likely the first to do this when they post-dated
The Future of What an entire year ahead. Then again,
they were never strangers to typo.
Sonic Troubadour:
Hot on the heels of their amazing LP Behold Secret
Kingdom", comes this excellent three song 7 EP from
Raccoo-oo-oon. The A-Side features two outstanding tracks.
Mud Mound opens the side with a dark, organic, acid
folk vibe created with miscellaneous percussion, cello, and a
murky, low-level mix of tripped-out electronics and patented
Raccoo-oo-oon outro-vocalisms. Behold Secret Kingdom
(which is not on the album of the same name) is probably the
group's most "pop" sounding track ever, with waves of
synths and joyous, soaring (and almost "normal"!?!)
vocals propelled by a driving beat and guitar. The B-Side's
"Slobbery Masses" is a less focused and, as a result,
in my humble opinion, a slightly less successful affair. It
begins with a segment of percussive racket and vocal moans which
eventually evolves into a jammin basement psych groove.
Stylistically diverse, while maintaining a fairly high quality
level throughout, this is truly one of the best 7" slabs
I've heard in quite a while. All hail another triumphant blast
from Raccoo-oo-oon!!!!!
20 Jazz Funk Greats:
20JFG favourites raccoo-oo-oon convey the white heat white light
flash of primal communion as the leaders of the different
families of the animal collective arrive to the secret spot in
the darkest recesses of the forest and stare at the nascent moon
with shiny eyes, this bristling nugget of psyche noise wets our
dry lips with the fragrant taste of Can and Oneida, find it
enclosed in their self-titled 7 recently released by Gilgongo
Records.
Dusted:
Mud Mound was recorded live at Philmont Reservation
while the members of Raccoo-oo-oon were in Boy Scouts; give 'em a
goddamn break. Behold Secret Kingdom lets loose of
those teenage shackles with some video game-inspired free God pop
at the end, invoking Dan Deacon and other hot-button ambassadors
of weirdness first, even if its talents are pushed into the
backseat, an area in which the worthy are outnumbered by the
truly untalented and the imaginationally sedentary.
Slobbery Masses starts out one more of the sort of
primal scream jams that is just enough to put you off of this
group forever, and of course, they redeem it with a nice,
triangular slab of heavy riffs and ballistic drumming.
Aquarius:
A gentle dreamy little sonic addendum to one of this week's
records of the week, the latest from the strangely named
Raccoo-oo-oon. But is it really that dreamy and gentle? Well,
sort of. Beginning with softly plucked atonal strings and simple
pots and pans percussion, all of a sudden lurches into a
strangely new wave-y synth jam, propulsive drums, fuzzy
slithering synth melodies, sounds sort of like Avarus jamming
with Mates Of State. Weird, but pretty dang cool. The flip side
begins in a similarly laid back fashion, a super abstract
percussion jam, lots of cymbals and bells, clangs and sizzles and
clatter, with hollering and hooting way back in the distance,
before the band once again explode in a frenzy of fuzzed out
rock, this time though, it, a buzzy, slightly jazzy space rock
freak out, all thick bass, pounding drums, throbbing synths and
moaning and honking alien horns buried beneath the sonic swirl.
Killer stuff, and just like the full length, it's impossible to
figure out where in the world these guys are coming from, and
equally impossible to predict what's gonna happen next, which is
precisely why we're digging it so much.