CASTLEFACE

2017's self-titled debut album by Once And Future Band landed like the birth of a starchild-fully formed, otherworldly, yet comfortingly familiar in it's contours: Pink Floyd, ELO, Queen, Steely Dan,...

We are very proud to announce a new full length LP from Oakland's Once & Future Band-Deleted Scenes. The space-age songsmiths of Once & Future Band have been ting-tinging away on the truly heavy...

We are very proud to announce a new full length LP from Oakland's Once & Future Band-Deleted Scenes. The space-age songsmiths of Once & Future Band have been ting-tinging away on the truly heavy...

2017 release. In the vapor trail of "How Does It Make You Feel," the first track on this self-titled full length, one can smell the burnt ozone of a seventies-full-orchestra-nebula-pop-odyssey, the...

Vinyl LP pressing. 2017 release. In the vapor trail of "How Does It Make You Feel," the first track on this self-titled full length, one can smell the burnt ozone of a...

2016 release. The skies have opened and dropped a trio of kids from Geelong, Australia, packing some seriously futuristic sludge: ORB. A heaping helping of proto-metal chops meets paranoid sci-fi...

Limited vinyl LP pressing. 2016 release. The skies have opened and dropped a trio of kids from Geelong, Australia, packing some seriously futuristic sludge: ORB. A heaping helping of proto-metal...

2017 release. An exciting development from under strange Australian lab-lights: ORB re-spawn from last year's Birth with a further mutated slab of paranoid heavy shred, Naturality. They bring the...

Brain stem cracking scum-punk recorded tersely in the basement of my home. After a notoriously frustrating eon, the knee-jerk song path was aggressive and hooky. This is an homage to the punk bands...

Brain stem cracking scum-punk recorded tersely in the basement of my home. After a notoriously frustrating eon, the knee-jerk song path was aggressive and hooky. This is an homage to the punk bands...

In the swirling and undulant warm mud of jettisoned reels of magnetic tape, blurps up the fog of reinvention. Every night I would parley with my pilots and run and rerun the recordings. Right up...

In the swirling and undulant warm mud of jettisoned reels of magnetic tape, blurps up the fog of reinvention. Every night I would parley with my pilots and run and rerun the recordings. Right up...