TRACKS:
01 HER MOUTH IS AN OUTLAW
02 POCKETS FULL OF RED DIRT
03 INTO THE NEAREST CHAIR
04 POOR PEOPLE IN CHURCH
05 SOMEPLACE NOWHERE ALL THE TIME
06 UP WITH THE CURTAIN, DOWN WITH YR PANTS
07 MEMORIES OF THE FEEBLE-MINDED

Her Mouth Is An Outlaw is Amplifer Machine’s sound presented with poise and balance, an attractively compiled consolidation to the best elements of the band’s sound. From the most chaotic to the calmest of formless guitar ambient sound, and tentative chordal analogue progressions, this album is a unique and beautiful experience.

- The SIlent Ballet

Amplifier Machine began in 2002 with James Dixon (Swordfish, Supagroop, James Dixon) on guitar, Korg & piano, Seth Rees (The Spheres, This Is Your Captain Speaking, I Want A Hovercraft, Seth Rees) on drums, violin, samples, piano & guitar and Alex Jarvis (Automatic, Black Cab, Registered Nurse, Alex Jarvis) on guitar & drums, with the intention of combining their songwriting talents.

Something about getting three solo artists together, or maybe something about what rehearsing for so long in a freezing Collingwood warehouse does to the brain, caused the pop-bred members of Amplifier Machine to spiral out into a peculiar music of inquisitive, atmospheric, half-improvised mini-epics.

Amplifier Machine is a self-described experiment inanemocratic process and near-improvisation (anemocracy = rule by whim or the wind). Through earnest discussion and endless unending jams, Amplifier Machine came upon The Rule: that when the other two members have settled, it’s your turn to change.

The Rule was found to be useful, not only in musical terms, but also as a strategy in discussion, advocacy for the devil, and reducto absurdums. Each members’ musical approach is informed by knowledge of various artistic process, including: visual art, drama, the written word, carpentry and car maintenance. Thus, in music and in discussion, Amplifier Machine tends to start with a thesis, then to spiral out into varying antitheses, to arrive at some sort of synthesis. At least, that’s the idea.

Somewhat of a departure, in terms of sound, for 12k, Her Mouth Is An Outlaw breezes darkly languid chords over a post-rock-meets-experimental structure that is decidedly lacking in micro-electronics. These echoes reach for new 12k-heights while the spirit of ambience and space remain familiar.