Made Out of Sound Dustin Krcatovich , May 14th, 2021 08:16 Two giants of post-whatever improv join forces for long-distance a set that is both measured and cathartic I had to take a couple years off from listening to Bill Orcutt, whose music I love, after working behind the bar at a gig he played in Portland a few years ago. Orcutt had borrowed a Fender Twin amp from my then-boss (an old pal dating back to Orcutt's Harry Pussy days) for his set and, apparently, dimed every last knob on the fucker. It was one of the most painfully loud shows I've ever seen in a small room, and I've attended more than my share of sets by notorious ear-bleeders (Dinosaur Jr., Pharmakon, Phill Niblock, Big Freedia, EyeHateGod, an endless/nameless parade of basement noiseniks… pick your poison).