The final Hazerai EP. Recorded by Dave Laney in the Spring of 2008 at the Cape & Chalice Palace. Art by JD Hastings
Ghost to Falco's long awaited, highly anticipated follow-up to 2007's Like This Forever. Exotic Believers is an achievement in forward-thinking/ancestor-respecting experimental music. It was recorded over a year between tours onto an analog 1/2" 8 track machine in a giant warehouse. In addition to songwriter Eric Crespo and GtF mainstays Ryne Warner and Bud Wilson, Exotic Beleivers features performances from musical acts such as Dragging an Ox through Water, Evolutionary Jass Band, Horse Feathers, Shaky Hands, Argumentix, Parenthetical Girls, Reporter, Au, and many more. This is a split release with Portland's Infinite Front collective.
West Coast Performer Magazine:
Demos from the upcoming full length and one bonus remix of a classic. Each tape customized by one of the members of the band. Additional Willardz of Rap hijack?
Contains "Rhoidzoids" or "Thumb 3", or one of the two paired with the 2009 remix of "In Which We Sample Africa (by Toto)"
Hazerai recorded The 911852618 EP at Carrboro's Track & Field Studios on Mother's Day 2007. Two old songs, two new songs. Performed in the reverso lineup:
Steve => bass waves
Adam => guitar waves
John => drums, hair combed to the left
Thanks to Nick Petersen and KidPix, we consider it a success.
Recorded live on WXYC in Chapel Hill, NC on February 4, 2007 with an introduction by some guy.
This EP is a limited edition of 50, each hand numbered with super neato insert and liner notes. To top it all off, these are packaged in petri dishes which include a pretty necklace and hair holders for your pony tail. Everyone will be so jealous.
Hazerai's debut release. Four bothersome tracks of funtime fury. Beautifully recorded at Track & Field Studios in happening downtown Carrboro, NC.
Clear jewel cases with transparent inserts
The Independent said this:
They will possibly be blown off the stage by Chapel Hill's Hazerai, whose Castle EP, recorded by new Monsonia member Nick Petersen last year, is brutally heavy and perfectly tight, a miscreant vocal snarl smeared down the sides of harsh guitar angles and a taut, thudding rhythm section that sounds like Weston/Trainer beating small children with low-end.