|AUTO5 reviews k-o
|KAVA KAVA "YOU
CAN LIVE HERE"
The first time I played this tape in the background, my
impression was of an album of fine funky-metal music, played by brilliant
musicians with verve and aplomb oozing out of every pore. Then I sat down
and listened to the album with a critical ear... What do you think happens
when a singer with a voice like an angel, a guitar player with more licks
than a cat with nine tongues and a rhythm section that sounds like it's
joined together at the hip go to record and album? They bloody well show
off, don't they? These guys are brilliant musicians, but they have absolutely
no ability to edit their music down to manageable proportions. Practically
all of these tracks could do with a good 3 1/2 to 4 minutes being lopped
off. And there really is *no* need to have 3 or 4 tempo and rhythm changes
in every song, guys. Are these bozos so confident in their musicianship
that they can't be spoken to about this? Tracks like "Gil" and
"Tat Tvam Asi" start off brilliantly, but this urge to engage
in self-congratulatory workouts makes these tracks tiresome. A shame, really...
Let's be positive though. The bass player has to be one of the most gifted
I've heard in years. On "Revenge Of The Pseuds" he goes fucking
ballistic. I suppose being born with twenty fingers on each hand helps a
bit. My favorite tracks are "Revenge...", "Sync", (which
reminds me of Can's "Call Me" more than a little --and no harm
in that...) and "Hippy Bollocks", the standout track; an ambient
instrumental that is 90% less furious and 200% less complicated than the
other tracks. An excellent album, potentially, but spoiled for me by an
inability to kill off a sing at the right time. What these guys need is
a producer with a stop watch and an allergic reaction to songs lasting over
4 minutes! Go on, buy the album and see if I'm not right... - Daniel Prendiville
Chocolate Fireguard 56
Somerset Road, Huddersfield HD5 8HZ UK
|KINGDOM SCUM "CONTAMINATING THE THINKING
head-noise for people with A.D.D. Sounds like a bunch of teenagers farting
around with samplers. Once in awhile somebody sings and/or plays, or talks.
Mostly sounds like a bunch of teenagers farting around with samplers.
of the exciting publicity religious nut groups are getting lately (I once
worked on some music about the Bo-Peepers, by a Bo-Peeper, aka "Heaven's
Gate"), the liner notes are interesting.
nut-group of "spiritual revolutionaries" too stupid to avoid getting
jailed for "something they couldn't have done," so it says, can't
have much wisdom of any use. Kingdom Scum, similarly, has little useful
listening. I wonder if Geena Davis knows they've used her photo. Maybe she
should. - Tom Dark
420816, San Francisco CA 94142 USA
+ THE CLOWNBO"
Sloppy-poppy guitrock. Side "The Clownboy" has the
strongest cuts, Boo-hoo and Lifeguards + Repairmen. Hummable and easily
digested. - Ian C. Stewart
Savyour Records 125 Valleyforge Drive, Cranberry PA
adept instrumentalism. The Bros Kopecky rock a little then get all atmospheric
before going tribal and even... uh, "ethnic"? (i.e.--sitar) It
sounds great. Progressive instrumental rock. It is. And Paul smacks the
shit outta that china cymbal a lot. Good thing. William Kopecky the famous
underground poet turns in some very nice rubbery fretless bassness. Guitarist
Joe does lots of weedly noodlies but it works. Good stuff. - Ian C. Stewart
Street, Racine WI 53403 USA
Fantastic old school death/thrash metal. "Breath Of Death"
opens this retrospective disc. These guys sure know a lot about halitosis!
I didn't realize they had Taco Bell in Europe. "Orthodox" gets
some hyperfast riff tornadoes doing, recalling both Kreator (but, like,
with a better singer) and Decide. "Slavery" slows down to a meaty
hop. There's a bonus CD-ROM video for "Unnecessarity", which again
recalls Kreator; their "Betrayer" video appears to have been an
influence--lots of running through the woods and in-concert action. Very
well produced and the video is a novel touch. Rocks. Like Kreator. - Ian C. Stewart
Morbid Records Postfach 3, 03114 Drebkau Germany
ARE YOU LAUGHING"
A very eclectic one-sided tape with various styles: 1)
"Wot A Donner!#1" noisy guitar-based, semi-melodic strumming and
freeform drumming; 2) "Dreams After Coffee" a short collage of
spoken bits and assorted sounds; 3) "Can't Go Out With This Look On
My Face" drony ambient machine sounds and guitar scraping that builds
up nicely to a distorted mess; 4) "Two Days Out Of Sync" spooky
ambient piece using various sounds produced by electric guitar and vibrating
synth sounds. Nicely done! 5) "Searching For Slowworm's" minor
cymbal tingling, bird song, toy guitar twanging, can banging, string sawing,
a bit of indistinct vocals "la la lalala lalalalalalalala", a
distorted transistor radio; 6) "Hell Is Other People" guitar /
pulsing tone evolving into a thick, distorted feedbacky guitar layered plunking;
7) "Guilt-Free Conscience" distorted guitars / soft drums freely
comping over a shivery bed of reverb; 8) "Message To Horselover Fat"
brief expectorate of electronic noise. This is recommended for those into
a more experimental frame of mind. - John Gore
Matching Head 12 Coanwood
Way, Sunniside, Tyne & Wear NE16 5XR UK
|LET'S PUT THE X IN SEX "JUST LIKE A
Instant classic!!! Accept's "Balls To The Wall" snipped clean
of genital matter and rearranged for a Casio, chimpy guitar, bass and drums,
with the lead singer rather bellowing his way through Udo's finer moments.
The real kick in the asshole, however, is backup singer Tavis Let's Put
The X In Sex, who's responsible for "screech vox." The kid is
beyond control, you just gotta hear it. The B-side is "Come On Eileen"
and "Dude Looks Like A Lady" rendered similarly. Single of the
year, easily. - Ian C. Stewart
2290 Bradford Avenue, Sidney BC V8I 2EL Canada
|THE LINKED DREAMS OF LONELY MOONS Compilation
mixture of experimental "art" pieces and dubbed-out ambience.
The Tall Bald Grandfathers begin with a fat slab of weirdness made with
drum machine, sax and warbling female voice. Deleted wield guitars like
rusty carrot scrapers on "La Peau." The DrowningBreathing's "Sleep
Adagio" is a luxuriant rhythm loop with soft humming overtop. Whoa!
Ear boner! Newly recruited Buckeye Mike Vanportfleet of Lycia lets fly with
a bit of wheezing ambience under the guise du jour of Dust. You can smell
that Vanportfleet guitar tone four states away. AUTO's own C. Reider (who
put this whole party of a comp together) absolutely lays waste to everything
else I've heard today with "Captive". It could be his best work
as Luster. Hmm. Might have to flip a coin on that one, but the shit is LIVE.
Live live live live. And large. We're talking Lovespiralsdownwards meets
"Faith"-era Cure. It's damned epic as well. Projekt ain't big
enough for Luster after this track! I'm stoked. In a similar (but not as
convincing) style is Datura's "The Last Name." The Jarboe/Pfrenz-C
track "Vomit Veritas (v.2)" features a terrifying spoken bit with
a fairly cracked backing track of piano and distorted guitar. AUTO's John
Gore (aka Kirchenkampf) has a very nice darkambient jewel here called "Terminal
Man." The mothership has landed! The Eyelight/Luster collaboration
is even more incredible than I expected. I don't want to say Jehn Cerron
can do no wrong with her voice (I reserve judgment until I hear her burp)
but she's still batting 1000 in these pages. Her voice is a gift from "god."
And mixed with Reider's soothing ambient balm it makes this track a MONSTER.
Audio heroin. Klimperei's whimsical "3 Pommes Dans Un Metre Carre"
rounds out this stunning compilation. Frothy drinks aloft to Vuzh Music
for producing this, the first squirter of the underground in 1997!!! - Ian C. Stewart
Music P.O. Box 1204 Lyons CO 80540 USA
|LITTLE FYODOR "DANCE
OF THE SALTED SLUG"
In my opinion, Little Fyodor should be a mandatory contact
for all home tapers. Not only does he do a radio show on KGNU 88.5 in Boulder,
Colorado, showcasing cassette artists, but he also puts out his own highly
twisted take on "Rock N Roll". The overall theme of LF's work
seems to be "Why Don't I Fit In With Anyone? They Think They're So
Much Better Than Me But They're Not. Everyone Sucks. I Hate People. Why
Would I Want To Fit In With Them?" and so on into infinity. Which means
I've found an angst-ridden like-mind. the music is fast, repetitive, frenzied
post punk rave ups with Fyodor's fritzed, warbling, whiny, wailing nerd
voice yowling lyrics like "Look at the people, all the boring people,
so many people--I wish they'd all go away! They all like the same things,
they laugh at the same things, they all like Bruce Springsteen--I just wish
they'd die!" Right on! His song "Oh God I Feel Like Shit"
has become the early morning anthem at our house. Here's to you, Little
Fyodor! - C. Reider
3277 Raleigh Street, Denver CO 80212 USA
|LITTLE FYODOR "SLITHER
Two classic Little Fyodor releases combined on one short
little tape. This stuff is from WAY back in the day: 1985! When dinosaurs
roamed Pangea, kids! Slither showcases Fyodor's anxious nerd rock formula
early on and includes "Ugly Girl", a legendary song which is still
part of his live act. Also includes "Those Three Little Words",
a song he says was influenced by an early Jarboe song (cool!). Sloth is
a departure from the rest of his solo work, featuring noise improvs with
broken instruments, bottles, excerpts from soap operas and, say, just how
did you record those beer cans anyway? They sound great! An interesting
look back with one of cassette culture's longtime greats. - C. Reider
3277 Raleigh Street, Denver CO 80212 USA
|LITTLE TURKEY "SINGLE" + "THE
DESTRUCTION OF HEMLOCK"
single "Single", "Playin'" is a cutesy new wave riot
grill song that smells exactly like strawberry shampoo. "Won The Battle"
at least has a decent groove on its side but the outta tune boyvoxxx grate
my nerves. On the full-length The Destruction Of Hemlock there's lotsa punk
action. The arrangements are really clever, I bet these guys practice together
all damn day. Reminds me of the good old days. So there you go. - Ian C. Stewart
Hippo Records P.O. Box 19896, Oklahoma City OK 73144 USA
LIZ GIZZAD "CRIME
Noisy, fucked-up, tuneless, turgid, Knitting Factory rock.
(Foetus anyone?). Screaming. Layers of guitars and songs that seem to be
borne from jamming. Sludge-fi gutter rock. - Ian
Behemoth Records P.O. Box 27801 Las Vegas NV 89126-1801
I'm not exactly sure what's going on with this tape. From
guys "Moo"-ing in the background of one song to pictures of people
named "Double Dong", I must say "What in THE hell is this
shit?!" If you have no job and a tape deck, get this thing and figure
out what in the hell it is. Please let us know when you do. And who really
wants to look at someone's grandma reelin' in a big catfish? - Howard
Flannel Banjo Tapes 1439
Glencoe, Mount Pleasant SC 29464 USA
This Italian band ("The Thin Madrigals"!) gives
us a very accomplished five-track tape. Traditional rock lineup. The guitar
work is excellent, the sound goes from angry and screechy to slow and jangly.
The guitarists can make an awful racket when they want! The imaginative
lyrics are in Italian, and, as the singer writes in his fascinating Italianate
English in an accompanying note, they talk about "small town sleepiness,
trying to stay alive in a zombie valley, border liners, big butterfly's
angst on a street lamp, anvil-hearted ones hammering on with questions,
suspicious ticket collectors, flexibility and rockness, muddy floods like
Hell's river, forgetting about something...". There are bands in Italy
that sound just like this and make big money doing so (Marlene Kuntz immediately
springs to mind). So why are the Madrigals still doing demos (this is their
third) and not CDs? Could it be the lack of good tunes? I listened to this
tape a dozen times in an afternoon but I still can't remember any tunes
or sing along. They're very good musicians, though, so if they managed to
write some songs that really stand out, they could be the next Marlene Kuntz.
Fancy that! - Paola Sorrentino
Beppe Succi str. San Pietro
24, 14049 Nizza Monferrato (Asti) Italy
|MAGNETIC STORM / THEE PRETENSIOUS BANDNAME "FOLLOW THE BREATH" /
N. FIOS "PISS IN IT"
These three distinctly different groups use similar instrumentation
but explore distinct sonic terrain. Magnetic Storm launches with a spacey
synth and then quickly joins the "Happy Frog Marchers" kept in
time by a drum machine. After a long march through space they land in a
"Forest Village Dance" and are greeted with fanfare and feast.
When the all-night festival is finished they board a locomotive space-train
to the outer regions with "Omithopter Rising". Thee Pretensious
Bandname starts up with a spacey synth/guitar rock groove called "The
Breath". The third trac ("That'll Do") picks things up a
bit in speed and intensity until by the fifth trac, "Thumb Thumb Thumb"
the drum machine and noisy synth are almost at thrash velocity. On side
two N. Fios picks up where the last crew left off, giving two tracks of
techno/noise thrash with the drum machine doing about 200 MPH. After that
there's about six or seven tracs of heavy industrial noise machinery on
overload with found sound bites in between. The overall sound quality is
good and shows what can be done with today's home recording technology.
- Butch Canfield
Macka P.O. Box 356 Brunswick
VIC 3056 Australia
modern rock. "Ribbons" reminds me of WIRE. "Drab" is
nice. I like the last lyric: "all this miasma is drab." I enjoy
the pseudo-ballad "Surrounded" as well. I'd like to hear a whole
album by these ho-hos. I could put it into rotation between all those WIRE
reissues I picked up in the cut-out bin for $.10 each. - Ian
Quail Glen Court, Charlotte NC 28226 USA
TIM MCTIGHE "YOU
DON'T HAVE TO TELL ME HOW TO LOVE MY BABY"
Title track is a one-chord love dirge. "Arlo Guthries
Motorcycle Song" gets chimped on the flip. The "4th Of July"
is not a Galaxie 500 cover, rather, its a swampy, one-guitar + singing +
storm sound FX folk thing. Does not rock me. - Ian
1944 N Wood Chicago IL 60622 USA
|MJB "SEEING SPOTS
(AND LEARNING TO LOVE IT)"
Just when I was going to tell Mr. Otto Reverse to take
this (unpaid) reviewing gig and stick it where the sun don't shine, along
comes MJB and makes life a lot less gloomy. MJB (or Michael Bowman , as
he is known to the traffic cops in Cold Spring, NY) has written some excellent
pop songs for this cassette release. "Perfect Sleeper" has a lovely
acoustic guitar hook, and one of the best sounding basses this side of later-period
Move. "Who Brought The Tootskie?" has a wonderful shared organ/vocal
melody line in the choruses and the double-tracked, off-centre, wonky vocals
are a treat. "Tootskie Refrain" is the tail-end of an alternative
take on the song. Can't say it enhanced my life over-much to hear it, but
great fun nonetheless. "Hometaper Blues" features some more beautiful
acoustic guitar work. "Hipper Than" is the only weak spot on the
tape. A trip into the psychedelic realm which works quite well, intrinsically,
but which can't compare with the excellent pop sensibility to be found in
the other tracks. "email@example.com" is a revelation. Apart
from having the best title of the year so far, it is a brilliant ambient-type
instrumental that is at compete variance with the other tracks on the tape
(and there's nothing wrong with that...) MJB should do more of this type
of material. Overall impressions? I don't normally do impressions, least
of all in my overalls, but I'm very impressed with the standard of musicianship
and songwriting on the tape. MJB is obviously deeply immersed in pop music
and on the basis of this tape, he definitely deserves commercial exposure.
I'm jealous now... - Daniel
11 Orchard Street, Cold Spring NY 10516 USA
(Just Call Me Treize) Walden's new retro tape label opens with a very old
compilation of versions on the very old Walden classic "Mmmmorning",
about that not-wanting-to-get-up feeling. The name of the game is arrange-the-song-how-you-like,
& ace lyrics ("Why can't every day be later than it is?")
are only marred by that tricky-to-fit "Why can't I sleep through the
morning?". Best is Sticky Foster's showtune-style gift to us all, which
even has a proper go at the mysterious (Instrumental) passage, but the tape
in general is actually surprisingly good, other favorites including Richard
Youngs' heavily-affected a Capella outing, & someone's duet with a little
boy. You don't even seem to get bored of the song over the course of the
hour. Of course, you really shouldn't buy this, though... - Philip Smith
Finger 42 Elizabeth Avenue, Wyke, Bradford, BD12 8NF, UK
|M.O.T.O. "E PLURBIS MOTO"
god!!! This rules! Brilliant, classic pop recorded with the cruddiest, haziest
sound quality possible. It's awesome. "I'm On Your Side I'm On It"
is like Cheap Trick meets Twisted Sister playing the Banana Splits theme,
recorded on an Edison cylinder. "It Tastes Just Like A Milkshake"
fucks shit up totally, it rules. "Live On The Edge" is also grubby
bubblegum music, catchier than a case of crotch crickets at an L7 show.
"I Wanna Stick Myself" ("I wanna stick myself inside ya baby
tonight") is pure Kiss 1975. "Go Straight To Hell" ("I'd
laugh my ass off if it wasn't so fuckin' sad" background voxx: "fuckin'
sad!"): bubblegum with expletives! It's about motherfucking time. I
could go on all day about this tape. It's a monster masterwork. Big time.
- Ian C. Stewart
578912 Chicago IL 60657 USA
|MOTOR ANGEL "RESANGUEMARCIO
Minimal blues-based song forms presented in a dark and
threatening manner... too quiet to be "hard" but too foreboding
and dark to ignore. Swans. Some Einsturzende Neubauten-esque percussion.
Exercises in restraint. A forceful voice emoting matter-of-factly in Italian
and sometimes in English. A bit of a jazzy feel here and there as well,
especially "5/4" which is in guess which time signature? This
CD is so cool that I'm surprised Ian let it slip my way. Epic shit. -
Angelo Comino 152, L go
Dora Voghera, 10153 Torino Italy
|THE NATIONAL RIP-SAW PRESS "BURN DOWN
electric guitar/vocal action. Joshua Peck's rapid imagist wordfire comes
off like an Mark E Smith with an Okie drawl. Meanwhile, Kendall Boling's
History Of Classic Rock Guitar Moves provides a strange, hallucinatory background.
Together on "Burn The Statues With A Blue Flame" they sound like
AC/DC minus the rhythm section. The vocal line stuck to my brain for ten
hours. "Bones"---bones in the machine, y'all. There are weird
samples whizzing by occasionally. It's hard to tell what's what, who's who,
where's where. Um, "Gasoline" could be a Butthole Surfers jam
session outtake or something. - Ian C. Stewart
Works P.O. Box 4126 Seattle WA 98104 USA
|neXt rAdio with JOHN NORMENT "COCKTAILS
AND COMET TAILS"
space-jazz! There is the usual navel-gazing and incessant knob-fiddling
inherent with "improvisation" but the outcome is engaging enough
that for once it doesn't sound like 5 men wanking into a bucket. John Norment's
sax blends nicely and adds a bit of focus to the jams, as do the always-interesting
Tory Z Starbuck's vocals. AUTOcrit Tom Sutter's techno beats keep everything
connected but still loose. Had they recorded this direct from a mixing board
(instead of Ye Olde Boomboxe In Ye Corner) it would be even better. Oh well!
It's a credit to the mix of timbres and the discretion of these improv-ninjas
that this tape (hell, the whole band) remains engaging to me despite my
overriding disinterest in listening to improvisation. So, yeah. Word to
NR. - Ian C. Stewart
Bureau 8701 Crocus Lane, St Louis MO 63114 USA
|NO DEVICE "WOWFLUTTERFLY"
man, pass me another beer and some smokes, here's the music to get wasted
to. Very strong drum lines and equally strong bass. What this band lacks
in professional mixing they make up for in raw power and drive. The second
track on side Angel ("The Race") is the best. Hey, echo on "Love
And Hate": nice touch! Awesome work, guys! I'm popping a cheap cold
one right now in your honor!. Matthius, Eddie and JR (formerly known as
Static) are jammin' on this one. This is a hunt-it-down-and-get-it tape.
- Howard Cowell
No Device 1814 Bean Hill Road, Mikado MI 48745 USA
NORTH 7 ACTION SOUND Compilation
This sounds like a lost Stiff Records sampler from 1977 to
me. Go-Kart 800 plays distorted rock 'n roll. Not bad but hardly amazing.
Rock 'n Roll? The Morton Knights' "Hey! Hey!" emphasizes the Stones
influences. Dirty swing-along. "North 7 Super Slots Pop The Slot"
features more grubbiness with a girl (or a pre-pube boy) for a singer. Cee
Cee Beaumont is the saving grace here with their Ventures-covering-Danzig
The Cally Creeper. I bet John Peel loves this shit. Me, I can take it or
leave it. - Ian C. Stewart
Real Records 13 Bell Hill, Petersfield, Hamps GU32
|NOT BREATHING "LIVE IMPROV STUDIO TRACKS"
is an experimental music troupe headed by Arizona's hardest working tonmeister,
Dave Wright. Sadly, no information crediting the individual players was
supplied, but I can make out a plethora of analogue synths, some processed
guitar, didgeridoo, muted percussion, and a whole slew of unidentifiable
sound sources. Many of the sound-events are shrouded in deep, spacious reverb,
producing the effect of slowly droning in a bottomless ocean. Each side
of the tape features a nonstop extended improv, culled from studio sets
recorded in March and November 1996. Not Breathing could be the American
counterpart to Britain's Morphogenesis. Both bands share a love for intricate
details which never sound "busy," thanks to the close attention
to the arrangement of silences and neutral gestures between the sometimes-thundering
tones 'n drones. Beautiful and inspired work, and a fine accompaniment for
reading H.P. Lovecraft or Seabury Quinn. - Tom Sutter
64545 Tucson AZ 85728 USA
|ROBIN O'BRIEN "THE
AFTERMATH / YOUR LITTLE WORLD"
Wow, you can hear little kids at the beginning of the tape.
It's like "not now kids, mommy has to rock the house now." Put
Mrs. Campau in line with Sam Phillips and Shawn Colvin and give her a big
fat VH1 push now!!! A&R people who do "adult alternative"-
I demand a percentage!!!!!!! Because here's your big find for the year.
"Never Go" is a fully-loaded radio hit, there's no way around
it. It's inevitable, I'm sorry. Mature female acoustic-strumming pop. Most
of the songs on The Aftermath are made up of just acoustic guitar and layers
of Robin's throaty vocals--and it works extremely well. This tape is a joy
to listen to. And it wouldn't be a proper Robin O'Brien release without
that patented whisper-to-scream action. Mimi Goese? Hugo Largo? Yes. Sniff.
I remember them fondly. Sniffle. Your Little World is another collaboration
with David Mitros. Their Tree Of Life is an all-time favorite and they don't
disappoint this time around either. Mitros' accompaniment enables Robin's
voice to come across with an almost-terrifying degree of honesty---wordless
wailing, whispering, breathing, warbling, etc. The results are trippier
and more blurred than the rigid song-structures of The Aftermath. Together
on one tape, the two projects illustrate Robin O'Brien's artistry. Awesome.
- Ian C. Stewart
Lonely Whistle Music P.O.
Box 23952 San Jose CA 95153 USA
|OBSCENITY "THE 3RD CHAPTER"
metal, the "BLAAAGGGHHH" guttural scream/yell is as important
(and omnipresent) as "baby" is to modern R&B groups. It's
almost involuntary. Obscenity opens THE 3RD CHAPTER with a spooky didj sample
effected to shit for fifteen seconds before juicing up the Great Kraut Riffing
Machine. Old school thrash. Morbid Angel with improved low-end response.
Someone in the band got their sister or their mom to do some pretty backing
vocals on "Disgrace Over You," which helps to clear the fart-clouded,
testosterone-heavy air. A little. Without killing the mood. Mood? Is this
mood music? It's not too much of a mental stretch to picture stray limbs
and meat and potato chips and cottage cheese flying out of the Great Kraut
Riff Machine like exhaust. It sounds like the theme song for a Star Wars
droid gone very bad; the one that looks like an S.R.L. reject. However,
most of these songs get real fuckin' turgid after the four-minute mark.
They all kinda drag on too... "Sensation Mongering" sort of Testaments
its way through the intro before slamming into a wayward Deicide part. "Still
Alive" is more barely-contained fury, the kind of thing that causes
shattered pelvii in drummers and puts vocalists in the hospital. BLAAARGGHHH!!!
It ROCKS. Definitely. Most effective in small doses. - Ian
Records Postfach 3, 03144 Drebkau Germany
|"OU EST MA GOMME? (EN HOMAGE A PINK FLOYD)"
Rather than doing outright cover versions, these French
and Belgian bands jam out, incorporating little sonic puns & riffs &
sound effects, sort of in the tradition of the big Pink. This comp was put
together by Pol Silentblock, who offers a nearly-thirty minute piece, as
well as a lengthy bonus track at the end. Also appearing are Human Flesh
(a great piece called "A Basketful Of Midgets"), M Nomized (who
do the only actual cover version present, "Another Brick In The Wall
Parts 1 & 2"), Trespassers W, and the Grand Ensemble Populaire
du Khar Oriental. All in all, a wonderful release which could be enjoyed
by avid Floyd fans as well as those not so familiar with the band. The CD
is packaged in a full color print of a photo collage with four beautiful
women clad only in body paint, each depicting a different Pink Floyd album,
and they're posed as on Ummagumma too. Many bonus points for THAT. Let nudity
be the order of the day! This contact is only for French-speakers, as Pol
doesn't do English. But you ought to learn another language anyway. -
Red Box BP 54, B-6820
© 1997 by AUTOreverse. All rights reserved.