There’s something in certain tracks of Rules that scream “Big Black” at me. Again - nothing to worry about, whereas Big Black were all “nasty” and aggressive, these Civil Civic dudes are relentlessly happy.
there’s enough here to get anybody’s juices flowing
We simply wish you’d been here to witness it.
I could go on and on about this release but suffice to say that it’s a tremendous record and you need to give it a spin.
There’s a feeling in all of the pieces that is akin to the music in an old adventure film, when the heroes stumble on a lost valley in a remote part of the world, or are transported back to the realm of the dinosaurs
There’s that element of making something that is not going to be heard by millions of people and in consequence has something very appealing about it.
If I was being polemical there’s a case to be made to hold Childish’s records up against an increasingly nervous, over-qualified and timid age.
That’s what we are all asked to do in this modern world: plug in, leave a message, and turn off. Minny Pops just sound-tracked and defined this feeling before most others did.
This LP is a daft Euro stomp, a gloss fest paying homage to Yello’s über-smooth vision: by turns Baroque on a scale only attempted by PP Rubens and as plastic and chrome-laden as any car that Sabrina drives.
There is a groovy, raga quality to their sound, things can get spacey and tripped out, Here Be Dragons and the extended take on Alliance have something of a stripped down Bunnymen sound.
It’s a travelogue of sorts too; the record skips round Eastern and Central Europe a lot; Zero In Grimaldi’s Playing features an Austrian Duke laying down the law in no uncertain manner...
Now and again you are hit by the rhythmic power of the sounds... El Divisadero - which comes on like a phantom of Kraftwerk’s Metal on Metal. The echo of the sleepers is also a powerful percussive element on Mexico DF, but this is on the whole an unhurried, silent and powerful recording. And very highly recommended.
You realise – by virtue of being slapped in the face with the evidence - what a great, strange dance band they were
Wally, as if performing an act of ablution to rid his soul of the "demons" of 30 years standing, decides to empty a whole bottle of water over himself, visibly scaring his band into believing they’re about to get fried alive.
What else? Oh yes, Voice of Reason was dedicated to the late citizen of Leeds and deejay extraordinaire Jimmy Saville, a tribute that left most Dutch people bemused
Silver Apples’ music has always been very trippy and loose; relying on an organic and pulsating groove. And everything got very snakey indeed after a while at Worm
The Ex are a relentless proposition, and go through a determined set of disciplines and drills that give the feeling of a relentless machine, a buzz saw or a grinder.