
Bob Ostertag, Antimatter & Heule, Philip Perkins, Anti-Ear
the vibe
Bob Ostertag A criminally-rare live set from San Francisco's very own brigand of sound captured by handmade and virtual synths, samplers and a multivalent mind. Whether synthesized or sourced from across oceans, Ostertag churns sound in an ocean of acid intellect. His live performances come at you fast, well honed from a lifetime of improvisation (alongside Frith, Minton, Zorn and later Otomo Yoshide and Justin Vivian Bond) tracing the arc and velocity of a legendary artist. You have to plumb his earliest explorations on Buchla and Serge synths (as Rrose did on the recent "Surgeon General" release) to fully appreciate his expansive sensibilities. Wresting video game sound on his album "w00t", he uncorks all hell in response to hell of actual war in Lebanon. Ostertag's activism is inseparable from his aesthetic and the more you prime your mind by reading his concise and helpul prose, the less likely you'll be whiplashed once his music ensnares you. Hopefully copies of "Sex Science Self"
the spot
Peacock Lounge
552 Haight Street