THE EXECUTE – Save Your Money (Discog/Compilation)

I’ dはこの強大なバンドについての、生温い応答I’の無意味な風変わりな言葉の束を書く; 最近得られるve I’ dはfuckers aren’言う; 価値があるt– そうI’ llのたくわえ簡単なそれ。 これらの人は日本語、they’である; 再本格的およびMotörheadを掘った。 彼らにランクでLemmyと名前を挙げられた男があった。 これは全体のdiscographyの禁制品の蓄積である。

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HELIOS CREED – Planet X (1995)

Thee um… Cowboy Shrimp, er… floating around with his six guns in an unnameable dimension gives a pretty fair indication of what’s in store for thee listener on “Planet X”: An acid-fried journey into the psyche of thee lysergically-inclined Helios Creed. In other words, business as usual. This little opus is a difficult one to accurately assess without repeated listens– there’s very little in the way of verse/chorus/verse song structures to worm their way into yer hapless grey cells. Instead, expect an onslaught of reverbed-to-thee-tits vox, guitars that sound like they’re melting in yer earholes… ah fuck it– let’s simply say yer favorite volatile cocktail may enlighten, but ain’t necessarily recommended.

For noobs, Mr. Creed is well represented at SLN. Further trips can be taken here, here and here.

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LAST EXIT – Headfirst into the Flames: Live in Europe (1993)

So… it’s been six months since I took my sabbatical from all things blog-related. Shit, I can’t be bothered looking at/involving myself with much of anything on thee web. There’s a glaringly obvious reason for this: Most people suck at the internet. Thus, to paraphrase Abbath of Immortal, “why let others rule when I can?” Does that mean I’m back to posting with the same frequency/fervor as in the past? Who fucking knows. That depends largely on the enthusiasm or lack thereof this return generates (not that I care if you leave comments or any such shit. I’ve long given up on garnering any appreciation other than being linked and dissected on all y’alls geeky little message boards).

For thee unaware, Last Exit was a noisy, free jazz/rock combo featuring Sonny Sharrock (guitar), Bill Laswell (bass), Peter Brotzmann (sax) and Ronald Shannon Jackson (drums). I’m not gonna waste a whole lotta spewage on this little gem. I’ve already prattled on at length on Sonny Sharrock, which will tell ya all ya need to know about how I feel about his axe-mauling, how little I like Bill Laswell (and his half-assed Bootsey imitations here do little to change my mind)… there might even be a word or three about Teutonic Sax Genius, Peter Brotzmann, somewhere. Anyway, “Headfirst” was recorded in Stockholm, Sweden and Munich, Germany in 1989. You wanna hear a shitload of Sharrock/Brotzmann duels with no studio niceties to fuck ‘em up, doncha? Thought so.

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FACTRIX – Scheintot (1981)

As Thee Olde Adage goes, “if influence translated into record sales,” (see: Underground, Velvet) San Francisco-based industrial pioneers woulda raked in some ‘o the ducats pocketed by the likes of Throbbing Gristle and Cabaret Voltaire. As it is, they barely had a pot to piss in during their brief existence that lasted from 1978-83. Comprised of Bond Bergland, Cole Palme, and Joseph T. Jacobs, all of whom had done time in thee equally underrated avant-garde electronic outfit, Patrick Miller’s Minimal Man, they would leave us with “Scheintot” and “California Babylon,” a collaborative effort with Monte Cazazza, before vanishing forever.

Mebbe Ted Kaczynski, in his deluded, luddite way had a point– technology does suck. With their manipulated tape loops, “found sounds” (tea kettles, pennywhistles and the like are credited as instruments), primitive synth-thud and buzzing moogs, Factrix still sound more groundbreaking— but more importantly– dangerous, than what passes for industrial music these daze. For example, “Ballad of the Grim Rider” (whatta title!) has an ethereal, yet churning mix of analog electronics and scraping, treated guitar that every one of those pathetic, digitized Marilyn Moronites should be striving for (alas, that would require far too much creativity on their parts, so I’ll shaddap). And the vocals! Hazy, buried in the mix yet perfectly intelligible, they bring to mind the utterances of a disillusioned ghost railing against the stupidity of mortals… they ooze outta the din unlike any LP I’ve yet heard.

This is music best listened to when regaining yer bearings after a Lost Weekend. There’s bottles of booze you don’t remember drinking littering the living room, the ashtrays are overflowing and smoldering; mebbe even a few people sleeping on the floor whose names escape you… yet paradoxically, “Scheintot,” in its otherworldly way, provides a psychological anchor to Terra Firma.

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VARIOUS – In Memory of Celtic Frost (1996)

As Ye shouldst know by now, tribute/covers albums are dicey propositions at best. You can count yer damn self lucky if there happens to be one or two heartfelt renderings of tuneage ya hold dear. Worst of all, there’s always at least some jackoff hipster band that decides to be all “clever” and do a disrespectful “interpretation.” Y’know, those oh-so yawn-inducing “lounge arrangements” and the like. But believe me when I tell you that this here collection actually fucking works. The bands involved have undoubted passion for the material, and they’ve obviously been heavily inspired by Frost & Hellhammer– and that’s coming from someone who thinks of Tom G. & Co’s early works as a listening experience bordering on religion. For over two decades now… fuck I’m old.

Thee Culprits:

1 Morgion – Innocence and Wrath / The Usurper
2 Enslaved – Procreation (of the Wicked)
3 Slaughter – Dethroned Emperor
4 Mayhem – Visual Aggression
5 Inner Thought – Morbid Tales
6 Sadistic Intent – Return to the Eve
7 Cianide – Dawn of Meggido
8 Divine Eve – Visions of Mortality
9 Grave – Mesmerized
10 Apollyon Sun – Babylon Fell
11 Opeth – Circle of the Tyrants
12 Closedown – Danse Macabre

Note: Be sure to stick around for thee two hidden bonuses– Wimp…er…Emperor’s take on “Massacra,” and all-femme sludge outfit 13’s version of “Triumph of Death.”

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