Sugar Pills Bone – Slack Babbath Plays Peep Durple
2.28.18 by Ryan Masteller

What the hell is “lurpwave?” An internet search brings up two pages of links containing the sentence “World-renowned purveyors of Lurpwave are back with their debut ‘Slack Babbath Plays Peep Durple.’” But as everyone knows, you can’t define a term with itself, so… what’s next?

How the hell can someone come “back” with their “debut”? You either debut or you come back, you don’t do both. Coming back implies being there once before. Debuting implies being there for the first time. So… what’s next?

What the hell is “Buttersound”? The obvious answer is this, but I don’t think Chip Butters is a member of Sugar Pills Bone. Sleepy Sugar Thompkins and Boney Dog Davis are, though. Not Chip Butters. Chip Butters would NOT know what to do with a warble stick. Or a rocking chair.

It might be this, actually (although come to think of it, that looks more like video evidence of what I imagine happens at Tabs Out HQ on podcast night). It also might be this.

Um… what’s next?

Why the hell isn’t this a Black Sabbath or Deep Purple tape? I want SO BAD for it to be that right now. But the letters are mixed up, so we move on… what’s next?

I guess you’ll just have to take these incoherent and unconnected thoughts and shape your own explanation with them. That’s what Sugar Pills Bone does, did here, but with sound sources, whipping together a backwoods plunderphonic nightmare somewhere in the realm of “Blair Witch” or “Lord of Illusions.” If you like your outsider noise a little on the weird, paranoid tip, look no further than “Slack Babbath Plays Peep Durple” (which I can’t even say properly in my head, it’s such a tongue twister). Edition of 25 on Orb Tapes.