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Coming February 12, 2021 : Bailter Space - 'Wammo', 25th Anniversary Edition

"Splat" (director, Julie Hermelin
“The most massive guitar come down music ever. Pop songs that sound like they came from a greyhound bus station at 2am. Riffs baked in slime and flowers that pack the ‘THUD’ of a ball peen hammer to the knee. A blistering bookend to Bailter Space’s unstoppable Matador run, Wammo returns to smoke our collective brain resin and fall asleep with the TV on.”

Ryley Walker
Mogwai's frequent visits to the Matador office invariably resulted in Patrick, Chris, or pretty much anyone on their coffee break generously shoving records in our faces and convincing us that ‘if we hadn't heard this band already, our lives were about to get better. Bailter Space was one of those bands. I loved the use of just one or two chords (economical!) with vocals that I was happy enough with being almost indecipherable. Listening back to Wammo, that guitar sound hasn't dated to my ears at all. Please generously shove this record in your face.

Barry Burns (Mogwai)
By 1995, this NYC-by-way-of-New Zealand power trio that not nearly enough people are in love with had already released a multiple-album masterclass in remaking post-punk, shoegaze, and even industrial in their own dense, heavy, beautiful, emotional, and occasionally hostile image. Then Wammo subtracted none of that while adding hooks bigger than Brit-Pop and NEU!-ing up the rhythms. I certainly hope this reissue puts Bailter Space where they should have been for the last quarter-century: In everyone’s inspirational canon.

Andrew Earles


Preorder / stream : 'Wammo'

This year Matador’s Revisionist History has surfaced a number of outstanding and era-defining catalog items by the likes of Pavement, Yo La Tengo, Guided by Voices, Mary Timony, and Chavez.

Today, we bring you the final title of our 2020 lineup: Bailter Space’s 'Wammo', now celebrating its 25th anniversary.

'Wammo' has been remastered from the original tapes and returns to us pressed on translucent orange vinyl. Pre-orders for the new edition are available now via the Matador store.

Formed in Christchurch, New Zealand in 1987 as Nelsh Bailter Space, the band’s musical family tree touches on some of the nation’s most revered weirdo luminaries – including Flying Nun mainstays like the Skeptics, the Clean, and the Gordons.

Bailter Space (aka bailterspace) embraced chaos, but celebrated precision, finding melody amid networks of brooding noise and feedback. After relocating to New York City, the band – who by then included Alister Parker, John Halvorsen, and Brent McLachlan – arrived on Matador in in time for the US release of 'Robot World' (1993). 'Wammo' was the trio’s third and final full-length with the label (their fifth album overall) and was among its most tuneful efforts (relatively speaking!).

At the time, music scribes were a bit puzzled by the record’s “accessibility.” In the rear view, though, we can recognize 'Wammo' for the perfectly melancholy and drone-laced brain-zap that it is.

In July of this year, bailterspace released a new album, 'Concret'.

(Flying Nun are releasing a limited green vinyl edition of 'Wammo'.)

Wammo Tracklist
At Five We Drive
D Thing

Bailter Space Online :


Alumni Corner : Bailter Space Return To The Stage

Longtime Matador associates and NZ transplants Bailter Space aka bailterspace, will be playing Manhattan's Bowery Ballroom on August 23. Though they've got no shortage of contemporary material to drop on your lovely head, persons familiar with the band's back catalog might get to hear this :

Or maybe not. They're musicians, not a jukebox, darn it.

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