From the company that brought you Lost Properties…..

The exhibition is down, the property returned to its lost state, lost somewhere in between what it has been and what it will be, letting the dust settle and collect and the rats and the spiders creep back in. 

Check our flickr to see documentation of the disappearing party. Post disappearing party snaps coming soon.  

Whats next? Well, we aim to get lost again, somewhere, in the near future…..

Lost Properties Disappearing This Thursday.

You may be pleased to hear that the first chapter of our Lost Properties roller coaster will be reaching it’s climax this Thursday evening before disappearing in a puff of smoke. This will start happening around 7pm ish and there will be 7 sparkling suprises for your perceiving. Musical delights will include… The Long Finger Bandits… Fragments of The Kazimier Krunk Band… and of course, my man Damian ‘Theremeister’ Johnston. On the screen an spillin all over the space, V for Vienetta and our man Seb will be back on the visuals and we have a special performance from the IrJu, naturally the moon will be full. Entrance will be free but bring your own intoxicants and elixirs. Around about 11pm ish we will have a deactivation ceremony of a 1970’s government issue light bulb, possibly involving some kind of projectile, then we shall vacate the property and relocate for a secret warehouse after party. Come one come all…

Lost Story Night, Wed. 7th

……………………………and before the closing extravaganzic, come to lean on our neighbourhood fence and tell stories that slide over, under walls and wriggle around in the backs of our brains as they hit home in our hearts, what have you lost or found? hidden properties of the everyday handed down from our forefathers or rediscovered as we dip our cake into tea and hands into the hat for the legendary story game…….

Check the events page for a typeface you can read and details of all our events….

Tomo Presents - The Lost Souls Listening Hour.

Did I ever mention that I’m a crate digger? Yes that’s right, the only type of shop I enjoy being in is a record shop. Sometimes I like to spend entire days digging until the tips of my fingers have gone grey and I smell all dusty. Sometimes I even forget how to talk, but that’s ok folks cos this here is the listening hour. As you can see I’ll be unearthing some of the gems from my collection for your listening delights. Come and gather around ladies and gentlemen, I’ll pour you some proper-tea and you can hear something rare.

Lost Souls Listening Hour #1 Taboo Vol.2, Arthur Lyman, 1968.

Wednesday 29th February 6pm ish.

We kick things off with a special number. After a long search I finally picked this one up from my dealer a couple of years ago, I had been particularly interested in volume two of the Taboo series as some stories say it was ill received in it’s day due to the sleeves depiction of a couple of shrunken heads. It doesn’t get much more exotic than Arthur Lyman though. Raised in Hawaii in the thirties, the ‘king of lounge music’ was locked in his fathers record room every day upon returning from school, so he could learn what good music was. This album also boasts real Hawaiian animal noises in the background of many tracks and is one of my favourites to spin when a more exotic mood is called for.

Lost Souls Listening Hour #2 Headnodic Beats Vol.1, Headnodic, 2000.

Friday 2nd March 6pm ish.

I picked this instrumental Hip Hop gem up back in New York about ten years ago, like you do. Still after all this time I’ve only been able to gather a small bit of info on this fellow, his real name is Ethan Parsonage and he seems to be down with the Californian Crown City Rockers with whom he plays bass guitar. The beats on this album are both heavy and magical at once, one feels as if they’re floating off to an unknown but familiar land far away. It was the track dedicated to Heironymus Bosch which first caught my attention and this remains my favourite, but he also makes use of some diamond samples from Lyn Christopher, Charlie Mingus and a certain tune from Spike Lee’s Do The Right Thing, a piece of music which still evades me. 

Lost Souls Listening Hour #3 Freddy Fischer And His Cosmic Rocktime Band, 1974/2009.

Saturday 3rd March 6pm ish.

I first came across Freddy Fischer And His Cosmic Rocktime Band on a rainy afternoon in Hamburg. Word came through from Liverpool that I had just made some money back home so I hit the record shops hard. I was confused when I first laid my hands on this one, the sleeve was a bit worn and battered, tea stained and patched up with sellotape. Most intriguingly there was what appeared to be a label from Stadtbezirksbibliothek Berlin-Marzahn, a library in Berlin, with an official looking stamp exclaiming this item to be ex library stock. On the reverse was another Label with the in/out stamps running from late 1975 - mid 1976, the date on the record was 74 but it was sealed (hence I couldn’t listen in the shop) and something felt strange. Upon doing my research (excuse the vagueness of this Chinese whisper which might not even be true) it transpired that Freddy Fischer was about to make it big in his native Berlin before the wall came down, he had a massive following here but was unknown on the outside. He had no records out and with Hamburg being the music industry centre of Germany he inevitably had to strike a deal to have his records pressed there and delivered to Berlin. However import politics got in the way and his first release was destined to lie for a long time in some Hamburg basement while he remained unknown outside of the live music scene. This record is definitely not from 74 upon closer inspection and has been worn by hand artificially, apparently inspired by the above tale. Maybe the whole thing is made up? He is definitely guilty of at least on count of pretending to be from the 70’s, whatever the truth he has certainly gone to some lengths and his music is the freshest funk I’ve heard in a long time.

Lost Souls Listening Hour #4 Escape From New York OST, John Carpenter and Alan Howarth, 1981.

Monday 5th March 6pm ish.

I got this one at Liverpools finest - the legendary Hairy Records. Anyone who’s seen this amazing piece of cinema will know the score. Set in the dystopian near future (1997) Manhattan island is now a giant walled in prison left to decay. When the president crash lands there the only man that can save him is Snake Plisken (Kurt Russell) who hand glides in onto the roof of the World Trade Centre and then has a whole lot of fun and adventure with a taxi driver (Ernest Borgnine), The Duke (Isaac Hayes), and some woman who gets snatched by the crazies. The soundtrack is mostly on some ghostly spooky electronic vibe but some tracks just jump out at you, in particular ‘The Duke Arrives’ which is like an instrumental version of Michael Jackson’s ‘Beat It’ but with a dark twist…

Lost Souls Listening Hour #5 Gong, Flying Teapot (Radio Gnome Invisible Part 1), 1973.

Tuesday 6th March 6pm ish.

It was a tune called ‘Squeezing Sponges Over Policemen’s Heads’ that first got me interested in Gong and being a man who likes tea, as soon as I heard about ‘The Flying Teapot’ I knew that I had to have it. It wasn’t too difficult to obtain, I found it downstairs in the basement of Grand Central Hall in Liverpool. Soon I discovered this to be one of those special records that just flows graciously from beginning to end and leaves you a bit different than your were before. Gong are the stuff of legend, having been formed by Australian Daevid Allen and English Gilli Smyth in 1967 Paris. A year later they were involved in the student uprising and had to skip town to hide out Majorca where they met their saxophonist Didier Malherbe chilling in a cave. “Have a cup of tea, have another one, have a cup of tea, have another one, have a cup of tea, have another one.” It’s hard to pick any part as standing out but a climax certainly comes at the end with ‘The Witches Song / I Am Your Pussy’, if you’re anything like me this one might make your whole year.

A little preview of some foliage I’ve bin drawing recently with my new pens. Feeling feral. Tomo.

For all you flyer lovers out there be sure to keep your eyes to the ground. Six different flyers, infinite colour variations, and good clothing stained during the screen printing session. More importantly however, have you seen any of these characters? Please do not hesitate to call the special hotline if you spot any of them.