Friday, 22 February 2019

Frenzied Encounters - From The Mind of Frenzi (1986) 2C60




Here's the final double tape spectacular recorded by the being which had already given us the Complete Trilogy and Sin, now reborn as Frenzied Encounters. Unfortunately by this point my enthusiasm for almost anything at all had taken a bit of a nosedive, so I never got around to releasing it despite recognising it as potentially the Physical Graffiti of the weirdy tape scene. Now over to the man himself...

Thanks to Lawrence’s dedicated digitising of his tape archives, the double tape album I made for his Do Easy label finally sees the light of day after thirty-three years.

Almost eighteen months elapsed between Disease and From the Mind of Frenzi, in part because my studies were taking up more of my time and musically I was changing direction. I’d gone as far as I could with industrial type music and wanted to collaborate with others. This period also saw my transition from my old tape to tape method of building tracks to working with a Tascam four-track, meaning I could remix and re-record elements with a flexibility I didn’t have before. All of this changed and refined the sounds I was creating and while I was in no hurry to create a new tape, I built up quite a backlog of material and experiments. As a result From the Mind of Frenzi is more of a collage than previous tapes, with a polished feel to it and tracks segueing organically into one another.

Another element that changed was that I’d begun performing live. In early May of 1985 I met performance artist/film-maker Kaprice Kea. With him and his group You Stink of Fish I made my first documented live appearance – at Dingwalls Dance Hall in Camden Town. This whetted my appetite for live work and Kaprice became an important friend, film and occasional music collaborator. Between the You Stink of Fish show and the following year I performed three times live, in wildly differing circumstances.

The first was as a last minute entry in a contest of the bands at Battersea Arts Centre (which You Stink of Fish also entered) in June 1985 – and at which my band Sin improbably won third prize, performing four songs using backing tapes and with percussion from Jeff Thomas – who was a full time mortician and sometime member of TOPY. This performance came together in about thirty-six hours as Jeff, his girl-friend Joolz and myself worked around the clock putting together a backing tape, which we then rushed to the place and performed the drum and vocal bit live.

Incredibly, it all came together – giving me the illusion that all shows could happen this easily. Jeff, his girlfriend and I seemed to have real rapport, so it was a bit of a mystery that the collaboration went no further. In addition to the third prize, I also attracted my first ever girl-friend.    

So this was why people played live!

The second performance occurred in a Ramsgate squat at a New Year’s party, in which Kaprice performed percussion and manipulated the backing tracks. The squatters were about to be evicted so didn’t care what happened to the house and were literally tearing the place apart as we performed.

The third was almost pedestrian by comparison, a self-organised gig at my Bulmershe College in Reading. For this last show I actually didn’t use backing tapes and played a fully live set as Sir Thomas and the Frenzied Encounters Machine, with Mark Manhattan from You Stink Of Fish on guitar and college friend Steve Middleton on drums. That show started well, but disintegrated after the half way mark into a series of half-baked improvisations.

During this time I also recorded sporadically on my own, and had begun work on the soundtrack for Kaprice’s film Virtues of Nature, as well as several non-gig performance and spoken word pieces. I’d also started recounting my dreams into a cassette recorder each morning, all of which material found it’s way onto the following track list.

Listening to it now, it’s an odd mix of vaguely poppy songs, one or two raw freak-outs, some stabs at Blake inspired poetry and some genuinely powerful stuff; but it really represented who I was at this time, and to anyone listening, you’re probably closer to the real me (circa 85-86) than just about anyone I knew at this time – other than my friends, Mssrs. Burton and Kea.


Tape 1 - Side A

You Who Do Not Live (*)
This was the first song Jeff and I performed at my first official gig – at Battersea Arts Centre.  Since the show wasn’t recorded, I simply overdubbed the backing track a few days later. My voice is a bit cracked because I blew it out in the gig itself. Joolz plays double bass lending it a classier than usual feel. A deceptively low key start to an intense tape.

Slander (spoken) / Ill Met by Moonlight
Two for the price of one here & quite a pairing!

I let rip about what I thought of most people I knew circa April 1985. Not quite through the first year of my Film & Drama Degree course, I was increasingly disenchanted with those around me, and a number of London friends too. One night after a few snakebites it all boiled over in one of the more blistering few minutes of ranting. The funny thing is I still agree with every word. This recording is also important because I coin a motto which became a lifetime credo - aspire to inspire. Listen to the track and you’ll understand.

At the end of this a Baran Drum starts beating and we have a slow fade in to Ill Met. I think Ill Met is my strongest song and it’s important to know how it evolved. It started life with that persistent pounding drum beat, recorded one afternoon in cemetery junction after I came home from College. It was eight minutes of concentrated drumming and at the time I didn’t have a conception of what it was for. A few days later I borrowed a friend’s guitar, loosened all the strings and laid down a menacing bass line with the drums. Then I played some sort of guitar line on top (very messy because I never learnt to play. This was certainly an atmospheric piece but I had no idea what to add next, so I laid it aside.

Another couple of days later, I came home, thought I should try putting a vocal to this piece, plugged the microphone into the Tascam, started to intone – and this is what happened. For the next few minutes I became two characters, a middle aged man and a small child. As I sang a tragic story emerged. I was totally 'in the zone' while performing this and it just came together' in one horribly perfect take. When I finally hit stop I stared at the machine for possibly thirty seconds, just completely numb and then slowly felt the tears well up inside me. I’ve never felt like this before or since in a recording situation.

It’s a song I returned to several times over the years, live with backing tracks in 1987:



...and a 16mm short I made with Mark Manhatten in 1992:



Lullaby / 28th December '82 (spoken)
Another mix between two tracks. Lullaby was a little throw-away thing I wrote for my second year video, which was called Video Nasty and dealt with censorship. The song was written for a scene with a homeless girl who is mugged as she makes her way to sell her ghetto blaster. It’s deliberately sacharine and sung in a very high key so as to be like a nursery rhyme. As Lullaby mutates into a decaying series of sounds we next hear a spoken word recording from four years earlier. 

28th December '82 is the date of my first acid trip at age seventeen, which I took at a friend’s Christmas party and which was still in my system as I returned home the next day. For most of the party – even while I was tripping – I’d concentrated on reading the Jim Morrison biography, No One Here Gets Out Alive – for some reason from the end to the beginning. So the next morning – in full Morrison mode, I felt inspired to write and then declaim this piece about the various people at the party and what was going on in my head. Somehow this crazed recording was made with my parents in the next room – with no idea how wired their son really was. I always liked it.

Easy Way Out (aka They Always Fail) (****)
Probably the last track recorded for this. Originally titled They Always Fail, this bitter-sweet love song with Casio backing was recorded in summer 1986 in my room in the house I lived at in Reading. I was very besotted with a beautiful Swiss German lady I’d met by the name of Lisa, and for about eight weeks that summer I was a very happy chappy – although I realised it couldn’t last. Lisa unfortunately was married to a member of Psychic TV, then touring Europe and she wasn’t about to leave him. So this song already predicts what will happen. By the time I mixed From the Mind of Frenzi, Lisa and I were already a thing of the past.

Aspire To Inspire (hidden track)
A noisy revisit to the moment in Slander where I coined the phrase.


Tape 1 - Side B

Have Mercy on Her
Another strong track, recorded only a few minutes after I completed Ill Met. I needed to work out the truly horrible feelings I had after Ill Met, and turning the tape over, I played the track backwards, and did so with a new vocal and a fragmentary Casio melody line. Again this was in real time. I start off chanting in a pseudo Japanese voice. I wanted it to sound like a religious ceremony – and as the backward voices from Ill Met built up, I began calling out and singing phrases, the first one being don’t be so clinical before I started the Have Mercy on Her lament. Never as well regarded as Ill Met, this one has a special place in my heart. One thing I like is the texture – dense, Satanic and yet clearly compassionate.

Shock Effect (spoken)
This was one of my morning dream recordings, rife with bizarre sexual imagery.

Over Her Head (*)
A fun and mischievous little song, concocted by myself and Kaprice for the Ramsgate New Year party. It has a slightly similar riff to Baseball Bat Song from Disease, but here I’m just being silly, singing about teacher’s giving me a lesson in a squeaky voice. Percussion is Kaprice and I pounding on a various objects with the microphone inside them. Despite any conclusions which might be drawn from this track, I was not public school educated.

Wiggled My Way Out (**)
The closest thing to rock n’ roll in this album, and the most personally revealing track on this tape. It’s a live one from the Bulmershe gig which I wrote on the last coach back from London to Reading. The lyric as performed is a furious onslaught of anger and frustration, not all of it aimed at others - starting with my continued disappointment over the gutlessness of my fellow students and the emerging political correctness. However, as it progresses the real target becomes clear, the singer himself – whether demanding the listener disembowel and devour me, and most important to me, articulating my confused sexual identity at that time. It was liberating to write it and felt great to perform, even if I so smothered that central message with other ideas.

Funny enough the only bit of self-censorship I practiced was when I changed a lyric from shit and grime in the rehearsal to rock 'n' roll in the performance! Mark plays bass and Steve drums. Probably the best performed song of the show.

See the actual performance here, although it's poorly lit: 


 


Pursuit (spoken)
Another dream account to round out tape 1.



Tape 2 - Side A

The Princess with Red Hair
Basically an audition piece for Kaprice Kea’s film, which was eventually released as Virtues of Knature with this song in the opening credits. I think Kaprice wanted to be sure I could create more ethereal music for his film and so I attempted to create something, which would sound as if it was taking place in a haunted forest and created a back drop of slowed down whistles and echoing bird-calls. The melody, rather obviously inspired by the opening music to Rosemary's Baby was sung with an undertone played on none other than my ancient Roland SH-1000 which I would occasionally drag out when the mood struck me right. I remember staying up most of the night to record this one Friday in Reading and taking the mixed tape with me to play to Kaprice at a pre-production costume and photo session the next afternoon.  





High Anxiety (*) (alternate version)
This is another live-ish track from the Ramsgate show and is quite different from other versions of High Anxiety I performed over the years. Whereas they are rather sinister and  mock-preachy as I intone Aleister Crowley’s parody of a Christian hymn (from his diaries) – here, although using the basic structure, I turned it into a more upbeat, slightly surreal Christmas tune. Music at the beginning is from a Weimar documentary and the spoken words (which I thought were Aleister Crowley) are actually from the last broadcast of Lord Haw-Haw, which actually work better in retrospect. Penny whistle and recorder are played by Kaprice.

For a sense of how I normally performed this one, see this 1987 performance:




Ascendance (spoken)/ Not Maya
Me at my most dramatic. Ascendance was written during a magical stay in Paris, with Kaprice and the lovely Rosali and Rebecca who put us both up and were the best of hosts. On day three after a mystery tour of driving – collecting clues and directions – we arrived at an amazing garden party in the suburbs.This was July 1986 and there was a new drug in town called Ecstasy. While I missed out on the chance to have any myself (I was broke and it was very expensive) I somehow managed to 'fly by association' and at the end of the day I took Kaprice and his girlfriend Jools to a Paris roof top, and as the full moon shone on us, improvised Ascendance to them. At their insistence I wrote it out the next day

This blends into the first thing I ever recorded on my Tascam four-track, only now with an added vocal, all about Lisa. I actually cringe hearing this now, but I meant it at the time.

Dali Song (**)
First of two songs from the Bulmershe college gig. Dali Song is a more energetic reworking of You Who Do Not Live, with some rather mean spirited lyrics about Salvador Dali who by then was in a very poor state. Mark and Steve again provide instrumental backing

Song of the Snake (**)/ Instrumental
My biggest hit! But only because I recorded the rehearsals. Many years later, Lawrence Burton played this on Ed Pinsent's show on Resonance FM as a lost something or other from the eighties. That was flattering, and even more flattering was when Lawrence revealed he had actually recorded a cover of it in 1992, by which time we were out of contact.

Anyway back in Feb '86, I wrote this one for our show and on the first rehearsal, which is what you’re hearing, it came off pretty well. It had a perky sub-Virgin Prunes feel to it and I really looked forward to seeing the audience react to it. However, the actual performance was a whole different deal. Mark started in the wrong key, fumbled the syncopation, then abandoned the riff and improvised. While I didn’t mind jamming, this was a song I wanted done right so the result was not fun for me at all, and survives in all it’s horror on a video I have and will never show. But you can hear what the audience didn’t.

Tape 2 - Side 4

The Joys of Existentialism
Near the end of my Bulmershe time, a sardonic entry into a talent contest. This is basically a radio play that I enacted in front of the audience, including a TV set which I attacked with a baseball bat at the end. Lawrence was intrigued enough by this to ask me to repeat a performance at Maidstone College,  I can’t remember whether I did it or not (he didn't and I don't remember asking - Ed.), although I did show the Disease video.

Wedding of I Am / I Bleed for You (***)
This is a crazy percussive piece I recorded on Coca-cola cans – one of the last things I recorded on my tape to tape set up. It fades into another recreated track from the Battersea Arts Centre show – a quite haunting little piece full of echo with a somewhat whiny vocal from me that suddenly turns the tables on the listener. Instrumentation is very exotic sounding Casio and Joolz playing double Bass. What’s missing is the pounding drum beat Jeff provided live which really raised it to another level.


Ave Maria (*)
This was the last track Kaprice and I played at the Ramsgate party – and in a highly appropriate gesture of absolution to the crazy party-ers it contains a scratched and reworked version of Liberace playing Ave Maria, with snatches of the Ill Met drum – which had survived under the recording of Liberace entirely by accident. This is quite a powerful piece – with yelling and chanting from Kaprice and myself and a really pulsating dark quality and felt like the right place to end what turned out to be the last tape-album I created and a real time-piece from a very interesting moment in my life.

I don’t think Lawrence actually put this out at the time, so this actually represents its first release.

Hope you’ve enjoyed it.

Additional Musicians: Kaprice Kea (*), Steve Middleton & Mark Manhattan (**), Jeff Thomas & Joolz (***), Lisa Von Erb (****).



Tracks:
1 - You Who Do Not Live
2 - Slander / Ill Met by Moonlight
3 - Lullaby / 28th December '82
4 - Easy Way Out
5 - Aspire to Inspire
6 - Have Mercy on Her
7 - Shock Effect
8 - Over Her Head
9 - Wiggled My Way Out
10 - Pursuit


...and the second tape by clicking on this one.

Tracks:
1 - The Princess with Red Hair
2 - High Anxiety
3 - Ascendance / Not Maya
4 - Dali Song
5 - Song of the Snake / Instrumental
6 - The Joys of Existentialism
7 - Wedding of I Am / I Bleed for You
8 - Ave Maria


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Friday, 15 February 2019

Chris Duncan - The Vanishing Mother (1981) C60


Here's the other Chris Duncan tape, as referred to when I wrote about The Broken Crucifix; and more or less anything I can say about this one has already been said about that one, so follow the link if you need to know more - not that I actually know much about this guy or his tapes. I'm not even sure that this was from 1981, but am guessing that it is mainly on the grounds of the other one being from that year. If you already downloaded and listened to the other tape, you'll already know not to expect Front 242 produced by Martin Hannett. This is similarly basic in terms of recording and composition, although there seems to be more multitracking and even a sample of Mr. Duncan's poetry, and the enterprise is not without a certain charm.
 
Whilst digitising this, I remembered (for no obvious reason) a stack of tapes I got sent back in the nineties, all destined for review in Ed Pinsent's Sound Projector, by a vaguely noisy DIY tape label of some lasting repute run by a noise bloke who is still treading the boards to some acclaim (mostly deserved) right now. I don't remember being massively impressed by the selection of stuff, but the worst was a thing called Thinnest Guitar Ever which seemed to be someone attacking an acoustic guitar with a screwdriver for twenty minutes, recorded on a truly shit tape recorder. It probably remains the most pointless waste of time I've ever heard in the name of art, and I personally would have been frankly fucking ashamed to have accepted money for it (and I say this in full knowledge of how shite some of the stuff I released was). Anyway, my point was that, for all his sonic shortcomings, Chris Duncan's work is still about a million times more interesting than the aforementioned improv noise wank. So there.
 
Not sure whether Confussion is so titled because Mr. Duncan couldn't spell or it's actually clever wordplay. What do you think?


Tracks:
1 - Confussion I
2 - Confussion II
3 - Confussion III
4 - Searching
5 - Dedication
6 - Listen / Hear
7 - Through the Window
8 - Usually Sometimes
9 - Excerpt From

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Friday, 8 February 2019

You Are Hear 21/10/03


This week's free shit will probably be of limited appeal beyond my wife and anyone who was actually on the show, but it's a recording of a radio broadcast: You Are Hear presented by Jim Backhouse and featuring me as a guest, plus a live session by Noxagt, which went out on Resonance 104.4FM back in October 2003. Jim invited me on to play a load of Mexican stuff and then attempt to form sentences giving account of the same, which was more difficult than you might think. So I suppose you could call it a podcast, if you really want, despite the lack of quirky ukulele music.
 
It's here on my blog because I am very, very vain, but also because the music is mostly worth hearing, and Jim put on a good show. This is as much of the show as would fit on a hastily located C90 at the time, so it's not all of it, but it's probably as much as you need (and is in any case as much as I have). I've glued the end of side one to the beginning of side two so as to allow for continuous play as a single track, and I haven't broken up any of what Jim played into individual tracks because that would be fucking stupid.
 
I'd like to think that I'm a bit more able to string a sentence together these days without all the mumbling and gasps of exasperation as I labour to recall even the simplest, most obvious words, but my more recent performance on the Raconteur Roundtable podcast shows that this simply isn't true. Oh well. Hopefully you can get something from this regardless. There were a couple of digital glitches here and there, but I've kept them because I'm lazy and I think they were part of the show, and ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN ON LIVE TELEVISION. That's also me you can hear asking whether everything is okay immediately following Noxagt accidentally eating their own drum kit during broadcast. They were playing in the studio downstairs, requiring that I go down and check that no-one had actually died, which thankfully they hadn't. Crazy times.
 
Featured music comes from Hanatarash, Kovert, Palais Schaumburg, various unidentified Zuni and Tepehuano musicians, Delfino Guevara, Antonio Zepeda, Tribu, Noxagt, Ceramic Hobs, the Noblemen, DJ Tranquilizer, UNIT, War Drum, and one other whose name I can't work out.



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Friday, 1 February 2019

Impulse 5 (1993) C40


Here's the fifth Impulse tape, and in case anyone was wondering, yes, I somehow missed issue four and never had a copy. I haven't scanned the mag on this occasion* because I couldn't be bothered after a certain moaning wanker slagged me off on Twatter last time I shared one of these things, whining what the fuck have you done to our track?, somehow having failed to take into account that it was digitised from a tape which came out nearly thirty years ago, and a tape run off by one of those duplication services and therefore done on the cheap so as to make it practical to give it away with a fanzine, thus meaning people who had never heard of your music would then be exposed to it and might even thusly go forth and buy your fucking records and make you rich despite nothing resembling hard work on your part unless you believe programming a drum machine somehow falls under the heading of graft, your Royal Highness. You'll also notice a certain bit of old tape wobble on a couple of these tracks, so if it's a problem that something you're getting for free isn't quite up to your exacting standards, then simply don't download the fucker, mkay?
 
Anyway, if anyone really feels they need to see the mag that came with this tape, give me a nudge in the comments box and I'll get around to scanning and add it to the download when I get time.
 
You'll probably have heard of a few of these, particularly factor X, Pessary, Smersh, Brume and Left Hand Right Hand whom I only recently found out occasionally featured Karl Blake as well as Charlie Collins from Clock DVA. There's a fair bit of techno on this one, but most of it is pretty well done, and thankfully lacking the usual suggestions of the guy with too much technology pretending to be a frost-faced Matrix cyberstormtrooper in his bedroom in his mum's house; and I'm kicking myself that I never got anything by Left Hand Right Hand.
 
*: Actually, I did in the end.


Tracks:
1 - factor X - Determinants
2 -
DsorDNE - Orgasme III
3 -
Terraform - Meld
4 -
Pessary - Dark Shadows
5 -
Cathedra - Voices
6 -
Smersh - Crazy Orange Atom - Do You Remember Love?
7 -
Agonije - Un Soffio Di Immagine
8 -
Left Hand Right Hand - White City
9 -
Brume - Zindoo

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Friday, 25 January 2019

Antonym - Blood and Aphorisms (1991) C60


Here's the second tape by Antonym. The first can be found here if you missed it, in which case you will additionally find that the associated blog post tells you all you need to know about Antonym, or at least as much as I know myself. This one doesn't even seem to be on Discogs, which is odd. I don't know if it received a more limited distribution or something. Anyway, as you will hear, it's more good stuff in a similar vein, and a vein which reminds me a little of er... early Nocturnal Emissions combined with the more abrasive side of the Severed Heads, maybe with a faint je ne sais quoi of Esplendor Geométrico, P16D4 - something in that general ballpark. I think my only complaint is that these tracks could have been a lot longer, but I suppose if that bothers you, maybe you could just listen to them twice or something.
 
Someone do a vinyl retrospective of this guy please.


Tracks:
1 - Principle Rising
2 - Prime Mover
3 - Portrait of the Artist as Shark Chyme
4 - Metal Beast IV
5 - Noisework I
6 - Miasma
7 - Pushing Brick Walls
8 - Metal Beast I
9 - Polished Air
10 - Malachite
11 - Cages for the Spirit and Cemetries for the Soul
12 - Mumiai
13 - Erubescent Splash on Chrome
14 - Tear Gas
15 - Present Tense
16 - Feed the Flaming Hunger
17 - AWB
18 - A Short Study in Feedback
19 - A New Face in Heaven
20 - Metal Beast II
21 - Survivor Type
22 - Morass
23 - Metal Beast V
24 - Radiation Complication
25 - Divine Falling

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Monday, 21 January 2019

British Blood (1986) C90


The above image isn't the cover, because there never was a cover. Instead it's some photocopy of a collage knocked up presumably by Trev upon the back of which one page of a letter was written, because we used to write to each other quite a lot. Trev, as you probably know, is best known as half of the Grey Wolves, and I knew him because I released Hopscotch by Opera for Infantry - a previous incarnation of the Grey Wolves - on Do Easy, my tape label. I gather that at some point in 1986 Trev had said he was going to send me a new tape for release on Do Easy by Nails ov Christ, the name under which he had taken to performing at the time, but, as he explains in the salient letter...

What I have done instead, and which I think is better than a tape with the two tracks by Nails ov Christ, is send you a C90 that features recordings and excerpts from the very first Opera for Infantry session through to the present with Nails ov Christ and Irritant. As you were the very first label ever to release a tape by OFI, I think it's very suitable that Do Easy release this tape. Please call this historical document, second annual report, or however you would describe it, British Blood. I've enclosed a sheet with the details of tracks featured. It's entirely up to you if you want to include the names of the people who recorded each track. If you'd rather leave them out, that's okay. Hope you like it. You can charge £1.50 (or more if you want) and keep any profits towards running costs of Do Easy. Please design a cover with any artwork or writing you think is suitable. There is nothing I want added to the cover except for the cross on the other page - on the front or on the inside, it's up to you. Please send me a copy when you've done the cover as you have the only copy.

Anyway, the tape never came out, reasons being that 1) I was thoroughly fed up of the whole weirdy tape scene at that point, and 2) it bothered me that Trev had asked me to issue a tape called British Blood with a symbol associated with the British Movement on the cover. I'd already released an Apostles tape with a swastika on the cover against my better judgement, and I wasn't keen to establish a pattern of this particular kind. I understood where Trev was coming from, and I understood the Grey Wolves' two-man mission to scare the living shit out of the rest of us, and I had no objection to the tape existing under either that name or with that imagery, but I didn't want to be the one flogging it to people. So, no-one has heard this thing in three decades, apart from me. This is probably a shame because it's actually a pretty decent collection, and certainly would have been one of the better things on my label had I stuck it out. Here Opera for Infantry sounded more like a primitive Throbbing Gristle than the power electronics tour de force into which they eventually transmogrified - and honorary mentions to Jess Hopkins who also appeared on a couple of these tracks.

By the way, just in case you missed the final sentence of the quote from Trev's letter, I had the only copy. This means that when you see some tosspot selling one of these for sixty fucking quid on eBay bleating about how he taped it off a radio station back in the eighties, don't buy it or anything else he's selling, grass the cunt up, get him chucked off eBay, then go around to his house and do a poo in his pond*.


Tracks:
1 - [introduction]

     Opera for Infantry
2 - [excerpt from first recording session]
3 - Hopscotch [excerpt]
4 - Self Discipline Not Self Oppression
5 - Io Pan
6 - Anne Bonny
7 - Genocide
8 - War of the Roses [live excerpt]
9 - Feedback

10 - Destroyer
11 - Shorty

      Grey Wolves
12 - Pursuer
13 - Sands
14 - Golgotha Requiem [live]
15 - Programmed to Kill [live excerpt]

      Irritant
16 - Dissection Fuck Up
17 - British Blood [excerpt]

      Nails ov Christ
18 - Vatican Victims
19 - Smash the Sinners [excerpt]
20 - Attack to Caress


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*: This inducement to harassment is entirely rhetorical and is made exclusively for the purpose of entertainment. I strongly advise all who read this blog against taking this course of action, apart from the bit about getting the twat responsible chucked off eBay.

Friday, 11 January 2019

Cassette Music 4 (1994) C60


This is the fourth in the series from Personal Soundtracks, hence the numerical component of the title, and one which initially seemed underwhelming compared to previous volumes; but it gets its hooks into you with just a couple of plays, and it should be noted that nobody could ever have accused Personal Soundtracks of being predictable.
 
Typically, my knowledge is patchy where these folks are concerned, but for what it's worth: fairly sure Dave, the man behind the Personal Soundtracks label, was drummer for the Pranksters, and if I'm getting my wires crossed I'll just have to edit this later, but never mind; I'm not sure what Costes is, but he's been at it for a while and some regard him as a genius. He once sent me a letter which included a photocopy of a nude picture of himself with an erection as apparent illustration to some lyrics which, as I recall, went see the sad boy with the hard cock, don't be sad, boy - you can come in my bum. I didn't write back because I was scared, quite frankly; apparently there's a Vietnamese TV repair guy living in Ho Chi Minh who hasn't heard of factor X, but word on the street is that he's the last one. I'll believe it when and if I ever meet him; and NKVD is of course Glenn of Konstruktivists heard here in his lesser known role of beloved early evening entertainer; Vinci and the Conspiracy appeared on previous volumes of this series but I'm still none the wiser.


Tracks:
1 - Vinci - Philosophie Papale
2 -
In Sensorium - Pandemonium
3 -
The Pranksters - Celery Lettuce Cucumber
4 -
Ampzilla's Delight - My Japanese Drummer is HOT
5 -
Costes - Rock 'n' Roll Rip Off
6 -
Costes - Aging Punks
7 -
The Conspiracy - The Fears of Janet Frame
8 -
Teknohedfuk - So Good
9 -
factor X - 15 Souls of Flowers
10 -
factor X - Settee Boy
11 -
The Pranksters - Radio Active TV Repair Man
12 -
NKVD - A Riddle
13 -
Tone Deaf - Armed
14 -
The Conspiracy - Brain Surfing
15 -
Terropin - Destruction of Fashion
16 -
Vinci - Je T'Aimerais Toujours
 

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