I'm wondering more and more these days what a Sedcairn is. Or is it someone's name? So Sedcairn wouldn't be "what" as much as "who," possibly? Maybe? I keep thinking it's some weird old leviathan type deal and that the Sedcairn Archives are all the collected writings on it--giving us details on its physiology, trying to scope out its weak points, warning us off of further investigation, so on, and so forth. 

Consider the lead good and buried: we at MFT have the unique pleasure of debuting a video for the Sedcairn Archives track "I Warned the Foreman" right here on the blog. It's up here ahead of this Saturday's release show for the new Sedcairn Archives LP Mammoth Cave, which is out via Warm Ratio. The show will pop off at 8pm and it'll feature support from Lafayette's terrornoise unit Doberman. Is it bad journalism that I buried the lead, or is it fitting, what with the vibe of of this whole Sedcairn endeavor revolving around the confusion that no sane mind can avoid when frequencies wobble so low they graze the earth's molten core. 

Sedcairn Archives is the latest in a string of projects from deepest man alive David "Moose" Adamson. Ever since the days of Jookabox his vector has pointed toward the fringes, and Sedcairn Archives is a stone further on that path. It morphs and molds sounds you might once have recognized under the Tuffblades or the DMA moniker, stretching them so thin you can see through them to other side. When I saw him play at The White Rabbit back in August, the whacked sounds were so, so white hot that they sucked all other frequenices out the room like air into hungry lungs. Tracks like "Scout the Location" and "Elevator Down"  (which you can preview in the MFT player above--the playlist there also contains a selection of tracks from throughout Adamson's career) are felt as much as they are heard--maximum volume, maximum results. 

The video itself--created by the deft hand of Ethan Marosz--spins out the element of fracture the runs through the whole LP. Marosz alights on what looks like already-extant footage, recombining it, splicing it, warping it, which, yes, is pretty much analagous to the way the music itself sounds. Clips jitter back and forth sprouting out of one another, not really cohering into much of a narrative, but instead presenting something more like a visual sense memory. Again, it's felt as much at is heard, or in this case, seen. 

I'll tell you this: I'm not going to ask anyone in a position to know who or what "Sedcairn" is any time soon. It's not that I don't want to know, it's that I want to prolong this feeling of wanting to know. You feel me?