Noise International WK45499. 1990
Back in my tape trading days (yes kids, it wasn't all mp3 and download ratios back then - padded envelopes, postage stamps and a shit load of flyers falling out of packages), this was one of the most requested recordings. Well, the original '84 demo anyway.
In its fuzzy 15th-generation tape-to-tape copy form it had a certain mystique about it. It sounded evil, as if Satan himself had shat it onto the tape and smeared his ass up and down it like a dog with worms.
Fast forward a few years and we have a nice, clean copy, and some of the magic dies along with the stench of Beelzebub's turd and iron-oxide mixture.
It's badly recorded (probably not their fault really), weakly produced (the bass drum sounds like someone blinking slightly too hard), and they can't really play their instruments. That said, I'll always have a soft spot for this, especially the poptastic catchiness of Horus/Aggressor.
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Thursday, 26 March 2009
Hellhammer - Apocalyptic Raids 1990 A.D.
PJ Harvey - 4-Track Demos
Island IMCD 170/518 450-2. 1993
It's like a whole different album to Rid Of Me, though it's mostly the same songs. These raw takes show what a true talent she is.
I'm starting to kind of fancy her after all.
PJ Harvey - Rid Of Me
Island CID8002/514 696-2. 1993
Even better than the last.
PJH and Albini are a studio match made in heaven.
PJ Harvey - Dry
Too Pure CD010. 1992
I wish I was feeling a tad more verbose today, as this is outstandingly super. However, I'm not, so may come back to talk about it later.
I'll just say, she has one of the few female voices I really like. (She may also have other voices, but I don't know.)
Just buy it. It's a classic.
Never did fancy her though.
Peter Hammill - Fool's Mate
Charisma CASCD1037. 1971
Another NF introduction - cheers buddy.
He sounds a bit posh, but has a pleasant voice none the less. I heard this long before I'd heard any VdGG, so had no idea who he was.
It was the crazy drums at the start of Imperial Zeppelin that grabbed me from the off. Unfortunately, a lot of the rest of the album shifts into much more straight-forward singer-songwriter territory after the, frankly, crackers start.
I don't have a great deal to compare this to, as there's not much else on my shelves that sound quite like it.
The only real low-point is the dreadful Vikings. Cack.
"Aaaaah - it's so imperial!"
"And I don't feel quite like dying......"
Home - XIV
Arena ARE00012-2. 1999
All the best bits from good-era Flaming Lips, less-angular aspects of Pavement, a smattering of Mercury Rev pomp, and a Grandaddy chaser.
Excellent, and I'd kind of forgotten about it. I'll immediately get everything else I can by them.
Wednesday, 25 March 2009
Hurricane #1 - Step Into My World EP
Starts with a ghastly mix by Paul Oakenfold & Steve Osborne that we can just forget about, thank you very much.
The normal version of the title track comes over a bit Oasis-y if you ask me, but I don't know a great deal about mainstream, dull guitar-based indie.
So it goes for the rest of this ep. Neither nowt-nor-summat bland guitar-based indie nothingness that doesn't even annoy me - it would have to have some kind of impact on my senses to do that. In one ear, out the other, response-free.
I suppose I tried it at the time as I quite liked Ride.
Hecker - IT ISO161975
There's not enough going on here to comment, as I don't want to crank up the amp and potentially damage the speakers to get the full effect of the sub-bass rumblings. I'll give this another go with headphones, or play it at the office on my floorstanding tannoys.
Interesting technical note: this has a track before track 1, only accessible by playing track 1 and rewinding into the stuff before it. Very clever, though it means I've not heard a large chunk of this before now.
I met Peter Rehberg (main Mego man) in France a few years ago, and he was flashing his new iPod around (they'd just come out, and he'd bought one in either America or Japan, I can't remember. He predicted that in a few years from then, people like himself (laptop twiddlers) would carry their whole set-up on iPods and spec the relevant hardware on their technical rider. Not as daft as he looks eh? (No, he really does look daft, trying to look cool in photos with Stephen O'Malley). One of the few noise performers I've seen live (under the name Pita) that actually made any kind of sense though.
Not that any of that has anything to do with Hecker, but I've typed it now, so tough.
Herbie Hancock - Man-Child
That's just too much funk for one album.
Starts off at a blistering pace with the crazy Hang Up Your Hangups, gets all slinky (and, eventually, a bit samey), then cracks on nicely again on the last track, Heartbeat.
I prefer this over Headhunters.
Tuesday, 24 March 2009
Herbie Hancock - Head Hunters
Columbia/Legacy CD6512. 1973 (1997)
That shit is the funk, right there.
Though the jazz-improv-freakout gets a bit much towards the end of track 3, Sly, there isn't much to complain about here.
Just look at the cover!
Laurel and Hardy - Trail of the Lonesome Pine
Plenty of oldey-timey music on here, most of which is very canny, but it's the classics that stand out.
I could listen to Dance of the Cuckoos, Trail of the Lonesome Pine, and Honolulu Baby all day.
But the highlight is the eternally sublime At The Ball, That's All. Understated brilliance, even without the visual delight of watching the pair dancing to it.
The Hives - Your New Favourite Band
Telstar Records MC5055CD. 2002
I'm currently enjoying a renewed enthusiasm for garagey rock type stuff, so this is timely.
And rawkously good fun. Might even stick it on the 'pod for gym listening.
Brings back memories of a splendid summer in my big new office, nicely settled in, doing bits and pieces of layout for Get Rhythm music magazine based upstairs.
Horizon 222 - The Three of Swans
Though the restraint issue had been addressed by now, this still shifts dramatically from light to dark, cheery to brooding.
The opener proper (after a minute of seagull samples mixed with the Birmingham Six on the steps of the Old Bailey upon release), Walking On The Air, could be top of the list for feel-good, summer barbeque soundtrack, with its jolly Lee Perry vocal sample and bouncing beats.
Most of the rest of this concentrates on atmosphere rather than bouncy niceness, and slips into frowny mode most of the time. Not that it isn't good, it just doesn't logically follow the opener. I'll mention The Orb again (second time today), as One Small Dot could sit on Ultraworld and not feel out of place. See David Holmes post regarding too much speechy sample stuff in between tunes.
I certain I had something to do with putting the sleeve artwork together. The CD itself looks very familiar. 'Tis entirely feasible, as I'm sure it was around this time I helped with some CD reissues of some :z*f: stuff, as well as Ingleton Falls (nice artwork, shite tunes) and the Off The Map compilation.
Overall, canny. Still never liked one of the Andys though.
Horizon 222 - Through The Round Window
Careful now, that's a friend of mine. Watch your mouth babe, you're outta line.
When I first forced my presence up the :zoviet*france: chaps all those years ago, probably my second or third visit to the large house in the West End of Newcastle, they were busy scrutinising the films of the artwork for this album. I remember it was only spot colour separations, and didn't include the photos, which were to be added later, somewhere, somehow.
Not all that interesting, I know, but true.
A lot of this stands the test of time quite nicely. Though overly-festooned with layer upon layer of sampled hooks in places, when the tunes are allowed to speak for themselves they're enjoyable and stand up to repeated listening. I remember being very taken with the slowly building, eventually intense rhythms of the epic opener, Touch, with its belching, baritone throat-singing samples and chirpy synth licks. Into mellow dub territory on Heart, then off into trance-ville on Spirit Level, possibly their stab (though I'm certain they'd deny it) at commercial success (and possibly the best use of the sound of the Tardis outside the Dr Who titles).
I only have two problems with this album. I can't think of an occasion when I'd want to listen to it in its entirity. There's so much variation in pace and mood from track to track that something isn't going to sit right, depending how you feel. And restraint, or lack of. In many places less could have been so much more.
And for the record, I never did like one of the Andys - can't remember which one now, but he was a twat.
David Holmes - This Films Crap Lets Slash The Seats
To insistant to be background music, too dull to be listened to in its own right.
Let's keep the film soundtracks for the films, eh?
"The Atom And You" threatens to be an early The Orb track for 3 minutes, then fails.
Ho Hum etc.
David Holmes - Lets Get Killed
Nicely crafted funky shit. Still, when I put on some music I want to hear music, not a minute, possibly two, of someone talking before the tunes kick in. The street recordings etc on here do fit in nicely with the music at times, but there's just too much of it and it just isn't necessary. The guy can makes tunes.
Thursday, 19 March 2009
David Holmes - Bow Down To The Exit Sign
I'm just not in the mood; this is getting on my nerves. Bobby Gillespie's tuneless warbling contributions are grating at my earwax, redeemed only by Martina (that bird on some Tricky records) getting all sultry on my ass, and the super-sweet tune 69 Police.
Enough for today, I think, otherwise I may start being unfair.
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