Rob Feulner is an audio/visual artist hailing from Montreal, Quebec. In 2008 he founded the experimental audio cassette label THEY LIVE WE SLEEP. Fifteen releases later, he began founding the video-art distribution company BLEU NUIT VIDEO, inspired by his own explorations of VHS and VCRs alike. Armed with a stack of VCRs, video synths, and a disregard for electrical shocks, Rob Feulner dives wrist-deep into open machinery to manipulate tape heads and moving parts to create a landscape of video tracking errors and glitches.
UPCOMING LIVE VISUAL PERFORMANCES Not Unlike showcase - NXNE - June 14th 2013 - The Handlebar (Toronto)
Event Cloak (3D loops!) - June 22nd 2013 - Peut-etre Vintage (Montreal)
Aim Low (w/ Lochrian) - Suoni Per Il Popolo - June 27th 2013 - Casa del Popolo (Montreal)
CFCF (w/ Rhye) - Festival International de Jazz de Montréal - June 30th 2013 - Metropolis (Montreal)
LATEST VIDEOS The A.V. Club has premiered Rob Feulner's video for Roomrunner's latest single, "Weird".
The score to Rob Feulner's 2014 piece "Faces of Emmanuelle", released by Bleu Nuit Video.
An exploration of the VHS medium and the subterranean trash which thrived in it. Using source material from Emmanuelle 6, this VHS/DVD-R further blurs the line between low and high art. Beautiful cinematography coupled with smut. Strategic pauses and tracking errors guides the viewer to discover the true depth and sadness of the seemingly one-dimensional Emmanuelle. Soaring arpeggio synths and pulsating rhythms by Rob Feulner. The utter destruction of arguably the most beautiful film never seen, lost and forgotten on the shelf of your local video store, behind the cowboy doors or dangling beads. Written off as pornography by most, written off as too soft by creeps. This is the plight of Emmanuelle.
Jamming under the hot NOLA sun, Naked Narcotics follow the three most important Rs of music production: repetition, repetition, repetition. Short bursts of Suicide-esque drum kicks with Neu! wavering synth lines overlayed, this debut cassette is a real gem in the old They Live We Sleep shoebox. Its psych rhythms are doused with sleaze, peep shows, and 60s girlie mags.
Aim Low and Les Beyond could not be further from each other musically. Aim Low have earned their reputation as one of Montreal’s loudest bands, three guitarists shredding and hitting pedals shredding and hitting pedals shredding and hitting pedals. Les Beyond performs delicately, strumming low tones with precision that you can only hear if you allow yourself to. Together they have the ability to create a strategically played wall of sound loud that you may want to bust out some ear plugs for your own living room. Side B is an ode to their hero of broken ear drums, Rhys Chatham, and may we all slowly go deaf.
The Portuguese label and friend A Giant Fern has released Video Nasties’ fourth cassette, Amore e Rabbia. 34 minutes of dark distorted Yamaha compositions, exploring the duality of passion and anger within war, politics, and society.
25 copies available in the classic jewel case with a black shell cassette (+2 small pins), and 25 copies available in a wooden case with a white shell cassette (+1 large pin). It's like a tiny coffin for your tapes!
"Subliminal dub vibes strut through the Yamaha netherzone of Rob Feulner’s latest blitz. Though not as overtly blunted as the territory patrolled by the White Dog Family Band these cosmic currents still jolt where the average synthesist is content to merely shimmer. Portuguese label A Giant Fern has housed a limited edition in screenprinted caskets, offering a fittingly eye-pleasing package for Wyrd MTL’s resident projectionist, coming soon to a screen near you."
- Jesse Locke, Weird Canada
For months I’ve been thinking what I could write about this cassette, and I still have nothing. ckettering was birthed by the Internet, raised by message boards. He has no given name, I assume, because he never gave me a name. His electronic rhythms are almost like a situation comedy. A series finale that ends with a wedding. The protagonist of the second track takes up a job as an insurance salesman (and it’s a disaster). Songs in between resemble commercial jingles for Dove and Aquafina. Close your eyes and imagine family board game nights, and the act of dunking your Chips Ahoy! chocolate chip cookies in milk.
TLWS is proud to present Les Cousins Dangereux’s ambient-electronic cassette debut, “Jacks”. Quite a departure from his first LP, “All Sprinkles”, “Jacks” is Tim Thornton’s love letter to David Lynch’s Twin Peaks, while managing to build and conceptualize his own stand-alone, personal release. The Twin Peaks related track titles perfectly match the duality of LCD’s procedure and final product. The dread of a nightmare that you will never awaken from, and the serenity of Love Theme. Side A’s digital crunch-time beats, and the analog explorations of distance in side B. “Jacks” forces you to look into a mirror and laugh in the face of your doppelganger.
Originally limited to 30 copies. Full colour J-cards and inserts, Lynch red curtain cassette shells.
Very NOT SAFE FOR WORK video: https://vimeo.com/37454689
Strange things are happening in this city. You walk around the outskirts, find yourself under a bridge, listen to the rats and C.H.U.D.s making their own style of music. They don’t care about financial or critical success, the subterranean stay subterranean. I met a few of them, they call themselves Ocular Gymnastics. They drag scraps of metal and broken drumset pieces from the nearby junkyard. They manage to snag a broken Casio, its circuits warped from sewage waste. Complete rhythmic freedom.
Originally limited to 30 copies. Blood soaked clear cassette shell. Two covers, each equally as beautiful. Screenprinted accordian fold-out covers, bright pop-out colours, handcrafted by Ocular Gymnastics themselves. You’ll never hold anything as beautiful as these cassettes.
I am pleased to announce the release of Thomas and Aidan’s debut EP, “September Tape Fire”. Hailing from France and Scotland respectively, meeting through a series of tubes, the duo manipulate gravitational fields, forcing planets to slows dance with one another on a galaxy-wide prom night. Mimetic sounds of large bass drones cushioning rising and descending scales, I could not be prouder of this release.
A collection of pieces created as long as three years ago and as soon as two days ago. It’s ridiculous how quickly one can put together a solid cassette when they decide to bypass the printer. Titled NO. 3, as in the third VIDEO NASTIES release. Solar rays, horror film sound collages, warped record drones, heavy beats over exorcism chants, and some tribal drumming. Yellow shell cassette, blood spattered plastic cases. Limited to 25 copies.
Fourteen minute evolving and revolving drone loops. VHS 80s toy commercial undercurrents. Cover stolen from the backseat of a car, which is also full colour double sided and fancy as shit. Limited to 20 copies.
Two wonderful sets from two wonderful friends of They Live We Sleep. Recorded on December 27th 2010, at Casa del Popolo in Montreal. That night we celebrated the release of They Live We Sleep’s first DVD-R with a screening, some beers, some jokes, and some drones.
First up, Sundrips. One of their oddest and best sets to date, but each performance is always better than the last with these two so what the hell do I know? Heavy noise as an introduction, twilight drone as a conclusion, truly one of a kind. For the full experience, watch Joe Dante’s contribution to Twilight Zone: The Movie.
Then, Hobo Cubes. Rumbling nightbus synth drones, bordering on truly filthy beats. I’ve never seen or heard anything like it. He wore a silly hat. For the full experience, watch Class of 1984 on 0.6x speed, starting with the gang fight under the bridge.
Thanks to Hobo Cubes for recording the sets, thanks to Nick, Ryan, and Frank for showing up and pulling off some truly amazing sets, and thanks to the 30 people who showed up!
A beautiful c60 release by a man who is no stranger to cassettes. I don’t know how, but this cassette IS Austin, Texas. When SXSW is over and done with, everybody crams into their vans and taxis and leaves the city behind, mountains of concert posters pile up on the street, the city doesn’t know what to do, there’s still some guy trying to give out his demo to anybody who will listen. Derek Rogers isn’t that guy, but I think he understands.
Originall released by with an incredible full color U-card by Jenny Brunet. Packaged in indestructible plastic case. Blue and pink spray-painted nebulas on the cassettes.
I bet whenever you’re in the mood for electro-acoustics your parents laugh and say that it’s just a bunch of bleeps and bloops. Parents can be really weird with music, they’re either raising you on Dylan or they don’t listen to music at all. My dad only listens to Latin music, he actually just finished going through a reggaeton phase, so you can imagine my excitement when he told me that he went to go see John Cage in college. And then my disappointment when he said “he can’t remember a thing about it." Parents: super weird. But I am very confident that had he went to go see electro-acoustics warlock TOBIN’S SPIRIT GUIDE, aka EVENT CLOAK, aka one half of SUNDRIPS, he would occasionally suffer severe flashbacks from that night. The cassette is blissful and cosmically eerie at once, not so much a laser show but similar to God’s laser show. Shooting down meteors and synthesizers from above. +4 sine wave powers. Equip tape loop amulet. Comes with a photo-copied insert listing goofy track titles (my favourite: A Slight Chill AKA The Big Chill AKA Your Dad’s Fave), and a full color J-card. It’s a really creepy picture of my cousins and some clown that doesn’t know how to dress up as a clown.
The very first release available through THEY LIVE WE SLEEP. ELEKTRONISCHE DROOM TELEPHOON offers fucked keyboard beats, drowned in distortion, static, and feedback. Intended as a tribute to the films of John Carpenter. At times the throbbing beats reminds us of that moment in revenge films where the protagonist has had enough of being tossed around, so he grabs a 2x4 or baseball bat and things really pick up (dun nun, dun nun, dun nun, dun nununun ). Other times you feel like you’re attending prom, and the graduating class consists of the undead from CARNIVAL OF SOULS (not Carpenter but still good nonetheless). Each cassette and indestructible plastic case will be uniquely painted and designed, so nobody will receive the same one. Hell, give us a suggestion as what to paint on yours (colors, drawings, etc.) and maybe you’ll just get it. Copies are available at Cheap Thrills in Montreal.