| Styne Vallis |
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Second album Catalogue number: jfr022 2006 "A sulphurous, blue-grey miasma hangs heavy over this spoiled reservoir as if the air itself is attempting to solidify to hold the water down. Within it, like spirits trapped in aspic, hover a million flies drawn by the stench of stagnation. If you could see through the fug, through the gelatinous surface of the water and through the shifting green murk, you would see houses, all the dwellings of a forgotten village, pathetically huddled together on the reservoir bed. A thousand silent corridors, landings and hallways, all lost in the gradual act of flaking away. To the north, the Rectory, its trellises black with kelp. To the west, the war memorial, the names of the fallen devoured by the creeping slime. Now, to the south, the chapel and its new congregation, a thrashing, knotted snarl of eels. Above them, a rusted bell will occasionally slump to one side, emitting a reluctant clank. And somewhere, a page from a sodden calendar comes loose and floats up towards the surface. This is Styne Vallis. This is where the trail begins..." Scripted voiceover for Eric Eptova's lost documentary "Wessex Faultline: Following the South-West's Supernatural Seam" (1972). All records are available through Jonson Family Records at www.jonsonfamily.com or from good stockists. Styne Vallis is also available through iTunes or you can buy an mp3 or FLAC version from Boomkat. |
| The Blank Tape / Frozen Acid 7'' |
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Second 7'' single Catalogue number: jfr022b 7'' single with booklet. 2006 |
| We Lowered A Microphone Into The Ground |
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First album Catalogue number: jfr018 2005 Upon the fringes of the Somerset Downs, in the paddock of a retired arable farmer, between a collapsed outhouse and a chickenless coop still encrusted with droppings, under a sheet of corrugated iron, there is, in the ground, a hole. An unremarkable hole, perhaps; shapeless, ragged, about the size of a tractor wheel. It is, however, one of four so-called "bottomless" holes worldwide. Its depth and dimensions are literally unmeasurable. Although nothing can be seen within, either with the naked eye or with specialist equipment (all photographic experiments have recorded nothing other than a suffocating gloom), locals claim to have heard strange disturbances emanating from the opening. Some say they have heard unearthly melodies, some the mutterings of an unknown language, one even claimed to have heard his own voice as a child.
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| Corners and the Straights |
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First 7'' single Catalogue number: jfr017 |
| The Twominutemen Compilation |
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The twominutemen (cd)
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jfr011 |