Flux Information Sciences - Private / Public

Flux Information Sciences are one of those bands that have got me wondering - "where the hell have you been all of my life!". It genuinely annoys me when such gems go undetected on my musical radar for so long, especially since they can attribute a sizable portion of their success to one Michael Gira (who? Never heard of him) after being signed to Young God in the early 2000s. Hell, even Chris Pravdica, the guy providing the gut-wrenching bass in the most recent incarnation of Swans, played with these guys.

So let me approach this retrospective review with language that isn't going to land me a writing slot with Vice anytime soon. I might not be an east-side art guru, so it is probably easiest for me to describe Flux Information Sciences as a noisy mixture of self-titled-era Killing Joke, Throbbing Gristle and Boards Of Canada. Heavy industrial and no wave stylings dominate the majority of the record, and I guess parts of this resemble early Godflesh, or Swans themselves, especially tracks like "Liposuction".

All in all, a fantastic record with a lot of surprises up its sleeve. I simply love discovering stuff like this out of the blue, and I look forward to listening to the rest of their discography soon.

Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band - Trout Mask Replica

Okay then...how do I tackle this one (no pun intended)? This is a revered classic of sorts, but I've always had a hard time listening to it (I suppose that is kinda the point? I don't suppose it was recorded with 'easy listening' in mind), but now I have this crazy trip on double vinyl there is no longer any excuse to keep putting off the review/post like I did with my CD copy. Again, let me take this opportunity to briefly waffle about music being on the right format. Considering this was originally recorded in 1969 on analogue equipment, it is understandable that the CD version I have sounds a bit flat. This 2000 Warner Bros pressing on 180 gram vinyl on the other hand, is something to behold; a work of art. I'm often sceptical of the 'boom' in 180 gram 'high fidelity' records on the market, but this is really, really sweet sounding. Captain Beefheart's psychedelic, funky blues is now more of a pleasurable listen, rather than a challenging one.

If you're not familiar with the ways of The Magic Band it can be a bit of a headfuck at first; even for myself, and I've been plumbing the depths of the sonically challenging for quite a while now. With Trout Mask Replica though, it's the horrendous clashing of almost out-of-tune sounding guitar work, mashed together in a 'djent' manner with a random assortment of other instruments - percussive or otherwise - and then all lamented over by what sounds like a crazy hobo just stringing words together for the sheer fuck of it. Typically, I like it, but I can't understand how this record is held so highly all over the world. Fair, in noise, avant-garde and even the fringes of jazz and blues scenes I can see why this would be held in a positive light, but as for the rest of the 'music mainstream' I cannot see why people would like this? Maybe I'm an idiot.

Anyway, some of my favourite Beefheart tracks are here on this monster; "Dachau Blues", "Frownland", "Ella Guru", "Neon Meate Dream Of An Octofish", "My Human Gets Me Blues", "Veteran's Day Poppy" and the "Hair Pie" series...all scatterfuck, weirder-than-your-average approaches to the traditional songwriting structure. I don't know what drugs these guys were on, but I want some.

Death In June - Brown Book

Death In June is one strange-ass project. For something as simple as acoustic, folky shit, DIJ sure do have a wide, eccentric discography. Brown Book is pretty weird. Death In June's lazy campfire strumming and monotone vocal meets 80s-to-the-max drum programming and fairly awful female vocals. It kinda sounds like a poor man's mid-career Swans. I might be slightly biased here however, and even factually incorrect as Death In June were doing this kind of thing first.

Although, for some reason that isn't entirely clear to me yet, I quite like this. Perhaps it is because I am pretty interested in some other DIJ material, and this is just a perplexing variant on that sound. It is almost soothing, yet at the same time quite unsettling. "Red Dog - Black Dog" is like a cross between a lullaby and a nightmare. "Hail! The White Grain" and "Runes And Men" must be deliberately Third Reich-y? "We Are The Lust" is almost ritual like, with thumping percussion, haunting synth work and chanted vocal mantra. "Burn Again" rounds everything off with a menacing yet pensive tone. 

Make what you will of the nazi-related imagery (but they ain't nazis, yo - it's art, see?), but all in all this is a pretty interesting recording, if you have an open mind.

Stebmo - Stebmo

I had the shock of my life when I saw a tweed jacket wearing Steve Moore perform as Stebmo in 2009, supporting Earth in The Croft, Bristol. What the hell was I watching? To be fair, who knew? And whilst that jazzy-jam of distorted electric piano and drums doesn't sound anything like the Stebmo record, it was entirely responsible for my purchase of it. It took me a while to get around the idea of whether I liked Stebmo or not, but in the end I threw caution to the wind and bought the album. Way to push the boat out!

Like the live show, the Stebmo record is primarily piano and organ driven, although there is a veritable smorgasbord of other instruments and performers chipping in over the whole record. One minute it's elevator music, the next an up-beat jaunt that would be the perfect soundtrack for walking through a big city, and then onto slower, more rousing and thought provoking pieces. This record has it all! I don't really know how to class this album, and I guess if it doesn't class easily then I shouldn't try to, although Discogs has it listed as Avant-garde jazz. Hmm. Out on Invada Records (the Bristol-based one) and as far as I can tell, all the copies are clear vinyl. Also, since this cunt stole my fucking Cattle Decapitation 7" in a bogus trade, the Stebmo record is now by far the clearest clear record I own. That shit is like fucking glass. Check it out below the video link!

 

This (incorrectly titled) video mashes up two tracks off the record; the upbeat and cheesy "Blind Ross" comes first, followed by the much more somber and brooding "Dark Circles". I picked this vid because it shows two different sides to this fantastic record in one link.