Friday, June 11, 2010

C. Lavender - "Body Heat"



First C. Lavender tape is SOLD OUT.
C-14 in fur lined metal tins w/special surprises
Limited edition of 30

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

BOB/PIP Split Reviews



Last Paid in Puke release!

Review 1 HERE

"While Paid In Puke artiste C. Lavender sure knows her way around formless, sampled guitar freakout, the noise generated on her side of the tape is more joyful than scabby.
PIP’s two songs, “anything can become art” and “Case in Point,” use snippets of childish random quotes that slither in and out of a guitar-based din that occasionally display fragments of riffs and chords. Lavender makes this by-now routine structure seem fresh and oddly defiant. The freedom created is noted by both artist and listener."

Review 2 HERE

"P.I.P. starts off her side with a short sound collage. Sampling what I am guessing by the quality and beeps is an old record that came with a book, like those Disney or DC Comic read-along jams you had has a kid, she loops the quote "anything can become art" (the title of the track) with miscellaneous fragments of sentences. Case In Point, the other track, and what I'm assuming is her response to the previous statement, opens with a low rumble and a handful of tones going up in scale that lead into a feedback ruckus that sounds like C. Lavender (that is her name by the way) is going at a guitar like she is ripping weeds out of the ground. Or maybe she is using a weed whacker on the strings, either way the clamor is raw and grating. Every so often the babel allows strummed notes to peek out, but that is rare and just adds to the absolute mess. To over analyze Paid In Puke's side would be stupid. This is noise with no docket or road map."

Saturday, February 28, 2009

Excellent Description

From New York Noise VJ MC Steinberg

HERE

"Paid in Puke sounds like the name of your little brother’s imaginary rock band, but it is actually the project of a lady named C. Lavender, who makes cassette tapes full of all sorts of nightmarish sounds. Paid in Puke loops sped-up drums, sexy samples and other sorts of weird noises to make the perfect soundtrack to a jog through an upside down Times Square, while on PCP."

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Paid in Puke - Das Unheimliche


Das Unheimliche.
C-18
Has elements of demo tape, but far gloomier/doomier and less likely to be played at an awkward dance party.
Hand-made cloth pouch, hand designed inserts on a lovely gold cassette w/secret trinket!

GGG-GONE!

Saturday, September 6, 2008

Spleencoffin Presentz: Ladyz in Noyz


An eclectic mix of 36 womenz from across the globe making awkward sounds that induce their period. It happens to me all the time. Bad-ass ladyz featured: Abiku, Arachnid Arcade, Beeping Sleauty, Blue Shift, Bonnie Mercer (Grey Daturas), Child Bride, Chic Nerve, Ecomorti, Froghat and Sofaqueen, HNY (Social Junk), Hobbyknife, Great Room, Sun Shine Sanitorium, Hot Lava, Katherine (Rosemary Krust), Adrien Barbobot (Kristin Calvarese), Mayan Bounty , Leah Peah (Head Molt), Marissa Magic, Marlo Eggplant (Hazardous Guadalupe, Brain Mucus), Mother Orchid, BCO Women's Auxiliary (Ninah Pixie, Women Take Back the Noise), Olivia Z , Noveller, Paid in Puke, Paper Rockets, Suzie Zuzek, Roaring Aurora, Rusalka, Rosemary Krust, Scout, Sharkiface, Spawning vats, Stone pillow, The Vivian Girls Experience, U.S. Girls, and C.C. Wang with USSA Pleasuredome.



2 PRESSED CDS -
1 BURNED

Two copies left

$15 includes shipping





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The Nyah Nyah Nyah Demo

My first tape - The Nyah Nyah Nyah Demo
C-20
Hand-crafted cloth pouches
recorded all when I could still claim teenager status.


GGG-GOOOONE!

REVIEW HERE

"Seeming to come from the mind of 13 year old boy, Paid In Puke is actually one New Jersey lady C. Lavender. Fitting in well with the Radio Shock lo-fi beats theory of diy, and harkening back to that brief moment when Cobra Killers' were the breath of fresh air over at Digital Hardcore and Kathleen Hannah's solo album promised something much rougher and punk than Le Tigre ended up being. The assemblage of the beats is equal parts keys, drummachines, erotic samples, and who knows what without feeling overly-collage based. Short and sweet also plays as a strength to this little party in a cloth pouch that appears for a distorted, digitally crunched moment and then is gone. Only complaint is that side B begins about 1 min in. May home dubbing humble us forever."