(Dead Angel) I don't even know what to say about this. I highly reccomend picking this up. Two people named Lisi and Dino making some of the fucking WIERDEST music ever. It sounds like little kids improvising actual songs... cheap synth sounds and drum machine fuckery... childlike voices singing about some interesting stuff... doesn't make a whole lot of sense. Some parts get really wild and harsh... but for the most part it's just silly "songs" improvised on random equipment. Sounds Casio-heavy but I'm sure they've got a lot of tricks up their sleeves. I was really impressed with this album, never heard of anything like it... it's like being in a video game on DMT or something! - Dillon Tulk

(Aiding & Abetting No. 274) Imagine Devo as a lo-fi electronic improvisational duo. And then stab yourself up the nose with an icepick a few times. You might get the idea then. This is twisted stuff, no doubt. The straight up-and-down beats lend a disco flair, but in reality the 10 "jams" here are mutant messages from alien life forms. Nothing else explains what can be heard here. Mind you, it's horribly addictive. Kinda like candy for the warped musical mind. Maybe more crack than candy. I kept turning up the volume, and it was never enough--even as the feedback and distortion threatened the structural integrity of my CD shelves. Um, yeah. Something like that. Inordinately seductive. If you're like me, of course. If not, you'll probably be sterilized. Darwin's way, I guess. - Jon Worley

(Ampersand Etcetera) Lisi and Dino will come up later in the overview (Dino next issue). Here we hear them in 11 jams. Noise – samples, sped up voices, blooping synths, game sounds, percussion, all layered and interrelated. Add some crackling, loose cable interference, buzzing and you get an idea. Within this chaos there is an underlying musicality which can make this frustrating at times as periods of more coherence provide a suggestion of what could have been created with some more stability – the polka madness of Jam 5 or the vocal component on some later tracks which are like a devolution from Lisi’s solo album. There is so much happening that you can’t get bored, and the fact that the Jams are not in numerical order suggests some consideration. Playful and full of excitement, this is a pleasurable experience despite some of the comments above, just don’t expect anything approaching songs. - Jeremy Keens

(Touching Extremes)All I know about Onid and Isil is what's indicated on the CD sleeve, namely that they are "Dino and Lisi". Gosh, I'm not the kind of guy who runs Googling to find out more - except in case of urgency - therefore I'll remain perfectly content with the music: eleven "jams" numbered from 0 to 10, recorded on what sounds like a four-track cassette machine left under the sun on a beach, the sound as grainy and sandy as you can get. The music, yes. Great fun, absurdities a go-go, warped munchkin vocals at breakneck speed, distortion and drum machines that skip more beats than a chronically diseased heart, seemingly from low-budget electric organs. Hiss, bumps, sudden interruptions and discharges. In a word it's sonic shit but it sounds great, truly humorous for its large part. At times it reminds of Residents, but also of the crazy recordings that me and my friends made in our room as kids, each time causing my mum's preoccupied apparition while we were wailing, jamming, laughing and burping all over the place. There are people today releasing CDs full of similar stuff who get the cover of the coolest magazines; having persisted, we'd be rich today. Back to Onid and Isil, this is one of those CDs that you'll need when you're willing to spoil a party, or just smile for a while. Don't ask me why, but I like it. - Massimo Ricci