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I love me some Giorgio Moroder. “The Chase” and “I Feel Love” are two of the finest chunks of dance music ever recorded, and I say this even after the time my dad and I were having dinner in the Castro at Rave Thai (not its real name) and upstairs at The Café they played an “I Feel Love” megamix that lasted throughout our entire meal. Actually, that was pretty much awesome, and gave my dad a good feel for what the Castro was all about (as did the dude who wandered by later with the loincloth and club ensemble). I miss Rave Thai.
I also love me some Sigillum S, who are considerably less famous than Moroder and Donna Summer. They’re a completely bent Italian group who started out as a bog-standard noise-industrial group haunting the fringes of the industrial cassette scene and have gotten weirder and wilder as the years have gone by. Their most recent album, 23|20 is an unclassifiable melange of industrial cabaret, arrhythmic dance music, and random hooting. I love it.
However, the combination of the two is horrible, albeit in a funny way. Back in 1989, the bright sparks at Misty Circles put out La Mort Heureuse, a compilation of mostly obscure industrial artists rapaciously violating the corpses of pop songs. They attain varying degrees of horrifying, transcendent badness, with the in-concept-only cover of “Like A Virgin” achieving some sort of benchmark for the loosest and most vile interpretation of Madonna that doesn’t involve death metal. I could fart out something better without trying at all, which I think was the point.
Sigillum S’s version of “I Feel Love” keeps the arpeggiated bass line, but that’s about it. The vocals wander in and of the rhythm, and don’t even have a conversational relationship with the melody. It’s totally ghastly, and I love it. But mostly it just makes me want to listen to the original again. So I think I will.
2008/03/14
Stuck in my head this morning: “Metal Dance” by SPK. Or, as the incredibly pretentious woman who sang it says, “Metahhl Dahhhhhnsz!” SPK is a perfect example of a group whose quality and credibility went straight off a cliff very early in their career (in fact, SPK neatly recapitulates the entire evolution of industrial from transgressive noise into po-faced clanky dance-industrial into Middle-Eastern tinged coldwave into Delerium-style synth cheez in one tidy package), and songs like “Metal Dance” are why. So cheesy! Yet so pretentious!
It’s hard to believe this is the same band that recorded “Slogun”, one of the noisiest, meanest songs recorded in the entire industrial era. Of course, the later songs are catchy, too, hence waking up with this stuck in my head.
William Bennett so much to answer for
One of the things that sucks about being an atheist is recognizing that there are people who are going to escape the cosmic judgment they so obviously deserve. While his crimes are minor next to the usual suspects (Hitler, Stalin, Reagan, etc), William Bennett’s bush-league ass-hattery should have earned him some kind of divine smackdown. If not for his rampant, flamboyant misogyny as the leader of Whitehouse, perhaps for his habit of gratuitously overdubbing Nazi speeches over the music he released on his various record labels (Come Organisation, Susan Lawly). I get the appeal of transgression and abjection – without which industrial music would not exist – but Bennett has made a life’s work out of crossing the line between artful, ironized misanthropy into being a boring, hateful dick.
It bugs me that Surgeon decided to adopt Whitehouse as his iconic industrial totem / spirit animal. Why not SPK? They were blatantly confrontational, even if they went downhill very quickly, and “Slogun” is arguably the original version of Surgeon’s personal form of harsh, stark techno.
a (very) brief primer on Organum
One of the many fruits of my recent orgy of downloading and purchasing is that it’s put me back in touch with a lot of my favorite industrial and drone music, and among the groups who combine both those tendencies most effectively, Organum has to stand as one of the most impressive and uncompromising. They’ve built up a small pile of releases over the years, many of which are only available as part of compilations, and are not a well-known group even among fans of strange music. It’s not hard to understand why they’re marginal, as their work is fairly inaccessible even by industrial music’s esoteric standards, but every time I listen to an Organum record I find it riveting, a collection of mysterious yet concrete sounds that never overstay their welcome.
To refer to Organum by a plural pronoun is a little misleading; in every meaningful sense the name is just a handle David Jackman has attached to many of his musical activities. Organum’s music has appeared on many collaborative releases (Jackman especially appears to favor split albums), but these days, the best way to find his music is on a couple of CDs, prosaically entitled Volume One and Volume Two, on Robot Records. By “best” I mean “easiest to find”; the downside of listening to Organum on omnibus collections is that many of the original pieces originally stood alone, and stringing them together robs them of some of their power. The perfect amount of time to spend listening to Organum is about 20 minutes. Unlike some of his followers (most notably Jonathan Coleclough, whose music I absolutely adore no matter how long the works are), Jackman has recognized the power inherent in keeping compositions concise.
Jackman’s method is easy to describe, but the net effect is close to indescribable. Typically he combines some kind of mechanical drone (compression fans, electrical motors) with bowed metal (cymbals, saws). It can range from the quietly ominous (“Crux”) to the overpowering (“In Extremis”), but always with the unpredictable shrieks and whines caused by friction against sheet metal. Often there are abstract elements (wordless vocals, feedback) layered over the top. It’s a strict program, and would seem to make for predictable / boring / irritating results, but each recording has its own distinct personality. Despite the mundane origins of the sounds and the plain recording, Organum’s work feels like ritual music, and it is weird in the truest, oldest sense of the word (“suggesting something supernatural; uncanny… connected with fate”).
Much of Organum’s early output was released on Nurse With Wound’s United Dairies imprint, and careful listeners can derive insight into Organum’s methodical approach by comparing and contrasting Organum’s work with Nurse With Wound’s. Steven Stapleton is a curator, a consummate technician and a near-involuntary surrealist; each Nurse With Wound record is a product of laborious tape engineering, even if the original source material is the product of random studio improvisation. By contrast, Organum’s work is relatively static, and it seems as if Jackman sets up the initial conditions for a recording, records a take, and calls it done. You can hear the room in which the music was recorded, as opposed to NWW’s dematerialized (and often chaotic) soundstage.
Most of the Robot Records material is still in print, or at least available, so if you’re curious about Organum, I recommend picking up a copy of Volume One and listening to it as two separate halves (it compiles Tower of Silence and the Organum half of the NWW / Organum A Missing Sense / Rasa split single). From there, Ikon and Sphyx are both fine releases, if you can find them. All of Organum’s material is best when treated as abstract sound sculpture, and rewards a meditative frame of mind; it’s neither ambient wallpaper nor music in any traditional sense of the word.
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The problem with drinking from a firehose is that sometimes you asplode. This just happened to me, and I’m trying to deal with it by sharing my total insanity with you, the semi-random passersby on the internet.
As I’ve mentioned several times, I recently discovered the awe-inspiring zombie amusement park that is Blogspot’s coterie of MP3 blogs. I’d never really paid them much attention before, because most of my exposure to MP3 blogs had been through dodgy Eastern European metal blogs that were dedicated to scene rips of upcoming releases, and I’m really not all that into pissing all over the people who make my favorite music, which is basically what these blogs are all about (somebody has to pay for music, somehow, if it’s going to continue to be made).
However, Mutant Sounds and its brethren opened my eyes to the vast amount of music that exists in a twilit state with respect to copyright; thanks to the Sonny Bono Copyright Term Extension Act™, most of the recordings shared via these blogs won’t be public domain until the end of this century – if ever – yet the vast majority of this material can be had neither via love, money, nor diligent browsing of GEMM. Most of the artists involved really don’t seem to care, as the bloggers are all pretty careful to avoid posting material that is readily available, and in some cases the creators send the blog owners better-quality recordings of their own material to replace inferior rips.
It didn’t help that one of the first of these blogs I discovered, dualtrack, has posted nearly every record I deeply coveted between 1989 and 1992. I sometimes forget that I got my start as a major music nerd through RE/Search’s Industrial Culture Handbook, but when I was learning about this stuff, I was also your average broke college kid and therefore could only read about these records in The Ooze’s monthly new-releases newsletter, saving up for stuff I really, really wanted, like :zoviet*france: reissues on CD or the occasional bizarre overindulgence. Now that I’m all grown up, most of those records, CDs and cassettes are beyond gone, appearing only in Amoeba’s used bins or on eBay (sometimes for plainly hurtful prices). It was with delight bordering on awe that I discovered that almost all of these records I’d been searching for for many, many years were freely available, generally with high-quality scans of the included artwork.
So, armed with a not entirely flimsy rationalization, a sense of burning need, and a month’s Premium subscription to Rapidshare, I went completely bonkers. Most of the stuff on this list came from either dualtrack, The Thing on the Doorstep, No Longer Forgotten Music, Rusted Noise, Mutant Sounds, Phoenix Hairpins, Boomkat, Amoeba and Other Music Digital. (NOTE TO RECORD LABEL FOLK: My copy of Amy Winehouse’s Back to Black is on a shiny aluminized plastic platter purchased new from Amoeba Records, with the latest lame cover art you have chosen for it. The original cover art was much nicer. Thank you for your attention.) A lot of it I even bought, as I took this opportunity to fill in long-standing gaps in my collection. As you can see, it would take me a very long time to even summarize what’s here, so I’m going to leave that to other postings. Suffice it to say that just about every weird kind of music you can imagine, and some you probably can’t (the Masstishaddhu record, in particular, defies description to anyone who hasn’t already heard it).
It’s going to take me weeks to listen to all this stuff, much less comprehend it. There’s a lot of amazing, weird and profound music in here.
- ABGS: Werkbeschallung: Live
- Abwärts: Amok Koma
- Gunter Adler: Minute Music
- Gunter Adler: Polysyntetica
- Gunter Adler: The Silver Book
- Ain Soph: Kshatriya
- Alpha Omega: Electronic Mind Project
- Au Revoir Simone: The Bird of Music
- Autonomic Computing: Mutantextures
- Henry Badowski: Life is a Grand
- Erykah Badu: New Amerykah, Part 1: 4th World War
- Biochemical Dread: Bush Doctrine
- Biota: Rackabones / Vagabones
- Bipol: Ritual
- Black Sun Ensemble: Black Sun Ensemble
- Blacworld: Subduing Demons (In South Yorkshire)
- Burning Witch: Crippled Lucifer
- Monte Cazazza: To Mom on Mother’s Day / Candy Man
- C-Schulz: 7. Party Disco
- C-Schulz: 10. Hose Horn
- Chrome: Alien Soundtracks
- Chrome: Half Machine Lip Moves
- Chrome: 3rd from the Sun
- Chrystal Belle Scrodd: The Inevitable Chrystal Belle Scrodd Record
- Coil / Zos Kia: Transparent
- Cold Sun: Dark Shadows
- Cosey Fanni Tutti: Time to Tell
- Cranioclast: A Con Cristal
- Cranioclast: Koitlaransk / Ration Skalk
- Crash Worship: This
- Crawling Chaos: Sex Machine / Berlin
- Helios Creed: X-Rated Fairy Tales / Superior Catholic Finger
- Crispy Ambulance: From the Cradle to the Grave
- Crispy Ambulance: Live on a Hot August Night
- Crispy Ambulance: Sexus
- Crispy Ambulance: The Plateau Phase
- Crispy Ambulance: Unsightly and Serene
- Crispy Ambulance: Live at the ICA
- Current 93 & HÖH: Crowleymass
- Current 93 / Nurse With Wound: Mi-Mort
- Daft Punk: Alive 2007
- Danava: UnonoU
- Danielle Dax: Pop-Eyes
- Danielle Dax: Jesus Egg That Wept
- Danielle Dax: Inky Bloaters
- Danielle Dax: The Janice Long Session
- Danielle Dax: Comatose Non Reaction: The Thwarted Pop Career
- Amy Denio: No Bones
- Dead Meadow: Old Growth
- Dethklok: The Dethalbum
- Die Form / Asmus Tietchens: Face to Face, Volume 1
- Die Form: Duality
- DF Sadist School: Les Cent Vingt Journées de Sodome
- Doxa Sinistra: Via del Latte
- Drowning Craze: Trance / I Love the Fjords
- Frankie Dymon, Jr.: Let It Out
- Earth: The Bee Made Honey In The Lions Skull
- Einstürzende Neubauten: Kollaps
- Einstürzende Neubauten: Zeichnungen des Patienten OT
- Elohim: A L’Aube Du Verseau
- Erste Weibliche Fleischergesellin Nach 1945: Ferien Auf Dem Lande
- Étant Donnés: Aurore
- Étant Donnés: L’eclipse
- Étant Donnés: Re-Up
- Etat Brut: Mutations et Protheses
- Exterminator: Anna Blume
- Factrix: Empire of Passion
- Factrix: Scheintot
- Fanzine: 1980
- Fanzine: 1981
- Fanzine: 1982
- File Under Pop: Heathrow
- Brigitte Fontaine & Areski: L’incendie
- Brigitte Fontaine & Art Ensemble of Chicago: Comme à la Radio
- Freiwillige Selbstkontrolle: Telinehmende Beobachtung
- The Fugs: First Album
- The Fugs: Second Album
- BC Gilbert & G Lewis: Ends With the Sea
- The Gothic Archies: The Tragic Treasury: Songs from “A Series of Unfortunate Events”
- Bruce Haack: Electric Lucifer: Book 2
- Bruce Haack: The Electric Lucifer
- Hanadensha: Acoustic Mothership
- Hanadensha: Astral Pigmy Wave
- Hanadensha: Doobie Shining Love
- Hip Hop Pantsula: YBA 2 NW
- Lars Hollmer: Fran Natt Idag
- Lars Hollmer: Vill Du Höra Mer
- Lars Hollmer: XII Sibirska Cyklar
- Hoola Bandoola Band: Fri Information
- Hoola Bandoola Band: Garanterate Individuell
- Hoola Bandoola Band: På Väg
- Hoola Bandoola Band: Vem Kan Man Lita På?
- The Horrorist: Attack Decay
- The Human League: Being Boiled
- The Human League: The Dignity of Labour
- Hunting Lodge: Tribal Warning Shot
- In the Woods…: Three by Seven on a Pilgrimage
- Islaja: Meritie
- Kallabris: Considération sur / sous lé café
- Richard H Kirk: Darkness at Noon
- Richard H Kirk: Disposable Half-Truths
- Kotazo: Papy Mbavu / Papa Komanda
- Korpiklaani: Korven Kuningas
- Korpiklaani: Spirit of the Forest
- Korpiklaani: Voice of Wilderness
- Lava: Tears Are Goin’ Home
- Thomas Leer & Robert Rental: The Bridge
- Lemon Kittens: Spoonfed and Writhing
- Lemon Kittens: The Big Dentist
- Lemon Kittens: We Buy a Hammer for Daddy
- Lesbian: Power Hor
- Liquid Sound Company: Exploring the Psychedelic
- Machinic Indices: Untitled Kompositions
- Malombra: Malombra
- Masstishaddhu: Shekinah
- Men/Eject: Men/Eject
- Metabolist: Drömm
- Metabolist: Hansten Klork
- Metabolist: Identify
- The Metronomes: Regular Guys
- Mimir: Mimir
- Mimir: Mimyriad
- Mnemonists: Biota
- Mnemonists: Horde
- Moctan: Suspect
- Morphogenesis: Prochronisms
- Mysticum: In the Streams of Inferno
- nEGAPADRÉS.3.3: nEGAPADRÉS.3.3
- Joanna Newsom: Walnut Whales
- Joanna Newsom: Yarn and Glue
- Nocturnal Emissions: Spiritflesh
- Non: Mode of Infection / Knife Ladder
- Nurse With Wound / Spasm: Creakiness / Firemoon
- Nurse With Wound / Termite Queen: Nurse With Wound / Termite Queen
- Nurse With Wound / Organum: A Missing Sense / Rasa
- Nurse With Wound: A Sucked Orange
- Nurse With Wound: Brained by Falling Masonry
- Nurse With Wound: Crocodile Krazy Glue
- Nurse With Wound: The Musty Odour of Pierced Rectums
- Opal: Early Recordings 2
- Orchestra Terrestrial: Here and Elsewhere
- Organum: Horii
- Organum: Ikon
- Organum: Sphyx
- Organum: Tower of Silence
- Michael O’Shea: Michael O’Shea
- La Otracina: Fauna & Animated Floral Arrangements
- P16.D4: Distruct
- P16.D4: Kühe in 1/2 Trauer
- Penumbra: Skandinavien
- Permutative Distorsion: Brückenkopf im Niemandsland
- Pitch Black Afro: Split Endz
- Eddie Prévost / Organum: Flayed / Crux
- Problemist: 9 Times Sanity
- Project 197: IP001
- Pseudo Code: Europa
- Psychic TV: Allegory & Self
- Psychic TV: Dreams Less Sweet
- Psychic TV: Force Thee Hand ov Chance / Blinded Eye in Thee Pyramid
- Psychic TV: Mouth of the Night
- Psychic TV: NY Scum
- Punch Inc.: Fightclub
- The Raveonettes: Lust Lust Lust
- Steve Reich: Music for 18 Musicians
- Steve Reich: Tehellim & The Desert Music
- Steve Reich: Triple Quartet
- Steve Reich: You Are (Variations) / Cello Counterpoint
- Robert Rental: On Location / Double Heart
- The Residents: (I Can’t Get No) Satisfaction
- The Residents: Commercial Single
- Graeme Revell: The Insect Musicians
- The Revolving Paint Dream: Flowers in the Sky: The Enigma of the Revolving Paint Dream
- Boyd Rice and Friends: Music, Martinis & Misanthropy
- Salon Music: La Paloma Show
- Sandoz: In Dub: Chapter Two / Extra Time (Under the Stones)
- Shock Headed Peters: I, Bloodbrother Be
- Shock Headed Peters: The Kissing of Gods
- Sielwolf: IV
- Sielwolf: Nachtstrom
- Sielwolf: V - Remixes
- Sigillum S: 23|20
- Sigillum S: Bardo Thos-Grol
- Sigillum S: Studs and Divinity
- Sixth Comm: Grey Years
- Smegma: 33 1/3
- SPK: Slogun / Meccano
- SPK: Live At Garibaldi’s, 1979
- SPK: Information Overload Unit
- SPK: Auto Da Fe
- SPK: Leichenschrei
- SPK: Angst Pop: Live
- SPK: From Science to Ritual
- SPK: Human Post Mortem (Despair OST)
- SPK: Live at Pandora’s Music Box
- SPK: Live at the Crypt
- SPK: No More
- SPK: Off the Deep End
- SPK: See-Saw / Chamber Musik
- SPK: The Last Attempt at Paradise: Live in Lawrence, Kansas
- SPK: Wars of Islam: Live in Rome
- SPK: Machine Age Voodoo
- SPK: Metal Dance / Will to Power
- SPK: In Flagrante Delicto
- SPK: Zamia Lehmanni
- SPK: Gold & Poison
- SPK: Compilation Tracks (2nd version)
- Snakefinger: Manual of Errors
- Snakefinger: Chewing Hides the Sound
- Snakefinger: Greener Posters
- Sol Invictus: Lex Talionis
- Somatic Responses: Digital Darkness
- Spektr: Mescalyne
- Sun Ra: HelioCentric Worlds, Volumes 1 & 2
- Sweet Exorcist: Spirit Guide to Low Tech
- Symphonique Elegance: Act One
- Syrup Girls vs Sick Girls: Shotgun Wedding, Volume 8
- Teenage Jesus & The Jerks: Orphans / Less of Me
- Thick Pigeon: Thick Pigeon
- Throbbing Gristle: AR-TT-010
- Throbbing Gristle: United
- Throbbing Gristle: DOA: The Third and Final Report
- Throbbing Gristle: Adrenaline
- Throbbing Gristle: 20 Jazz Funk Greats
- Throbbing Gristle: Nothing Short of a Total War
- Throbbing Gristle: Rafters
- Throbbing Gristle: CD1
- Tools You Can Trust: Again Again Again
- Tools You Can Trust: Say It Low
- Tools You Can Trust: Sharpen the Tools
- Trop Tard: Ils etaient 9 dans L’obscurite
- Tuxedomoon: Dark Companion / 59 To 1 Remix
- Tuxedomoon: Desire / No Tears
- Tuxedomoon: What Use? / Crash
- Tuxedomoon: Joe Boy The Electric Ghost / Pinheads on the Move
- Tuxedomoon: Une Nuit au Fond de la Frayére / Egypt
- Tuxedomoon: Scream with a View
- Tuxedomoon: Half-Mute / Scream With a View
- Tuxedomoon: Ship of Fools
- Tuxedomoon: The Ghost Sonata
- Týr: Ragnarok
- Ultravox: Slow Motion
- Vas Deferens Organization: Zyzzybaloubah
- Verhören: Death is Safe
- Vidna Obmana: Noise / Drone Anthology 1984-1989
- Virgin Prunes: Heresie
- Von Zamla: No Make Up!
- Vox Populi! / HNAS: Face to Face, Volume 2
- Amy Winehouse: Back to Black
- Xasthur: A Gate Through Bloodstained Mirrors
- Damien Youth: Festival of Death
- Damien Youth: Fluttering Briar
- Damien Youth: The Man Who Invented God
- Z’ev: Elemental Music
- Z’ev: Salts of Heavy Metals
- Stefan Weisser: Poextensions
- Zahgurim: Moral Rearmament
- Zero Kama: The Secret Eye of L.A.Y.L.A.H.
- Zos Kia Meets Sugardog: That’s Heavy Baby
- v/a: 2005 Hands
- v/a: 4 in 1
- v/a: Ach Hanover
- v/a: Angst in My Pants
- Alban Berg / Anton Webern / Arnold Schoenberg / James Levine / Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra: Orchestral Pieces
- v/a: Can You Hear Me? Music from The Deaf Club
- v/a: Colorado
- v/a: Dada > Antidada > Merz
- v/a: Devastate to Liberate
- v/a: Dokument: Ten Highlights in the History Of Popular Music, 1982-1983
- v/a: Earthly Delights
- v/a: The Elephant Table Album
- v/a: Er Ist Tief Und Dein Wasser Ist Dunkel
- v/a: Feature Mist
- v/a: Fluxus Anthology
- v/a: Für Ilse Koch
- v/a: A Gnomean Haigonaimean: A Compilation of Fantasies Intoxication Concepts
- v/a: Gut Level One
- v/a: Hare / Hunter / Field
- v/a: Harmony of the Spheres
- v/a: Hate’s Our Belief
- v/a: Iberico
- v/a: Internationalism
- v/a: The Last Supper
- v/a: Machines
- v/a: Masse Mensch
- v/a: Palatine: The Factory Story
- v/a: Passage du Trou Marin
- v/a: Perpetual State of Oracular Dream
- v/a: Riposte
- v/a: A Selection
- v/a: Short Circuit: Live at the Electric Circus
- v/a: The Virus Has Been Spread: A D-Trash Records Tribute To Atari Teenage Riot
old darkness
Dark White didn’t make much of a mark; they (or he, as only one guy is pictured on the sleeve) made 500 copies of an EP in 1985 and disappeared. There’s nothing that original about The Grey Area, either. If you’ve heard WaxTrax!-era Ministry or Visage or a;GRUMH you’ve heard the various pieces of their sound. Sometimes the vocals are out of tune, or not delivered with much confidence. The recording is clean but unremarkable. The songs have the bouncing-octave minor-key synth lines you’ve heard in a million industrial / electro / electroclash / New Wave songs.
Of course, I like old dance-industrial a lot (as long as it’s not the turgid, tuneless churning of Antler-Subway bands like Noise Unit), and the way Dark White put everything together is actually charming. “Charming” may seem like an odd word to describe death-obsessed darkwave, but the band that made these tracks was young, and as such all the moodiness comes across as direct and earnest, and the whole package is so utterly and obviously a product of its time and place. The total Americanness of it all appeals to me. Over at Mutant Sounds, the commenters compare some of the sounds on the record to Big Black, and I don’t really hear that, but I do agree that the vocal delivery is pretty damn Midwestern.
Apparently this record trades for hundreds of dollars on eBay, so grab it from Mutant Sounds while you can.