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Street Horrrsing, by Fuck Buttons (CD on ATP)

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Rating: ecstatic This record left our BRIAN D feeling ecstatic.

Well the minute we heard 'Street Horrrsing' by Fuck Buttons, my spine started dissolving and I felt neurons sparking in my head. Along with the wonderful Holy Fuck, my current space rock faves, this prog noise duo from the UK have just earned themselves AOTW without even having to try. I'm nearly crying as i listen to opener 'Sweet Love for Planet Earth' this morning. Opening with a collossal wave of juddering UFO fuzz hovering over you like it's the Independence Day of alternative music whilst the most beautiful, lilting ambient keyboard twinkles & shimmers underneath. Then it morphs into this kind of gibbering organic tribal mantra, wild & percussive, like Animal Collective being held hostage on the random throw of a Black Dice. Next you get another wave of stunning digital noise stabbing you in the most profound way, kind of soothing in it's feedbacking repetitive way whilst all manner of distorted vocal manipulation yells at you underneath. It's like a cyber Wolf Eyes, some of the horror replaced with utter sonic wonder as this huge sound envelopes you, threatening to consume but you feel relaxed rather than remotely threatened. This is essentially a noise album but one that any lovers of intelligent post-rock should be able to handle. I think the sweet, melancholy moog sounds underneath are there to distract you from all the waves of static, distorto yelling & gorgeous white noise. There's even some banging, hypnotic techno shades straddling 'Bright Tomorrow', underlaid with the most delightful Kraftwerkian keyboards. Total wistful Autobahn music! It all lends this strange group an air of stately reverence in a world where music is either too sterile or sometimes too aggressive in it's quest for bending sonic boundaries. A beautiful fence sitter, perched in the middle, glowing & growing. Think this is on 2xLP & CD through the esteemable ATP. Absolutely fantastic, if you buy one record this week, INSIST ON THIS!

What the label says:

UNDERGROUND ALBUM OF THE MONTH IN MOJO : "RECORDED WITH MOGWAI’S JOHN CUMMINGS AND PART CHIMP’S TIM CEDAR, THEN MASTERED BY SHELLAC’S BOB WESTON, ‘STREET HORRRSING’ IS A SIX-TRACK, 50 MINUTE MELANGE OF IRIDESCENT SYNTHS, PSYCHEDELIC DRONE, DISTORTED VOCALS AND TRIBAL RHYTHM, PEAKING WITH THE DEFTLY LAYERED COUNTER-MELODIES AND BLISSED-OUT PROPULSION OF EPIC SINGLE ‘BRIGHT TOMORROW’.
Fuck Buttons was conceived by Andrew Hung & Benjamin John Power in the winter of 2004, Bristol UK.
Initially the group was born as an outlet for their nihilistic-noise tendencies but quickly, the two Fuck Buttons realised they could harness the use of noise as a tool to immerse and evoke. No longer afraid of melody or rhythm, the group started fusing all these elements to the point when drone becomes melody becomes rhythm.
With their electric live performances sealing the notion that the two Fuck Buttons are attempting some kind of
transcendence between the listener and the Universe itself, one could easily envisage one’s psyches being shaken
by the very rumbles of the earth’s motions.
Tribal beats and subtle beautiful melodies weave amongst contorting Technicolor drone-scapes while preaching distorted-vocals scream for dear hope herself.

Recorded by John Cummings of Mogwai. Mastered by Bob Weston of Shellac

Limited Vinyl.
Tracklisting: 1. Sweet Love For Planet Earth 2. Ribs Out 3. Okay, Let’s Talk About Magic 4. Race You To My Bedroom - Spirit Rise 5. Bright Tomorrow 6. Colours Move

 

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About the humble CD:

The CD is essentially a small portable face mirror which has an extra feature of being able to play music (through a thing known as a CD player). These CD's are a modern invention hence them being all shiny and digital. They can hold about 80 minutes of music and apparently are indestructible as you can smear jam on them and they still play (not as nourishing as toast mind you but when you're hungry.....). They sound crystal clear and are tiny convenient things. They lack the charm and warmth of their old analogue counterparts but their portability, convenience and ease of being duplicated make them a perfect thing of a thing for most folks. Jewel cases are the worst thing ever though and they really need to stop.

'Seriously, it was an Abba carrier bag.'