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SPAZMODICS : VERMIN PERM : 2003 : sold out
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If click-clack-front-and-back got you dancing, prepare to stand again, as the SPAZMODICS unleash an A.D.D trip through all the classic hits and pieces from the last 60 years that you never knew existed. pop songs yes you could say in a strange way (like pooooppppp soooonnggggsss) . If Hall & Oates had taken matches to puppies on stage while drinking milk and eating bacon, they would have sounded like this. Loud enough to attract complaints from your neighbors while smooth enough to entice them inside. With one hand on the volume and one eye on the door the spazmodics will take you on a mystical journey through "experimental music" via the hand holding guidance of tomm jones , the three stooges and many many other unwitting participants.
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INDEPENDENT THOUGHT: "Wrapped in another vibrantly printed photo-collage booklet (a Dual Plover trademark perhaps?) is this short and fragmented set of collaged pop songs. Over a base of looped percussion this appropriately named Sydney-based duo add real, sampled and digital sounds, often shifting from lo-fi to hi- fi (and back again) in mid-song. Audio bits fly in and out almost at random, and tracks shift gear as soon as a groove is introduced or spoken word sample deployed. Over the first half of the disc the cumulative effect is deranged and hallucinatory- more along the lines of what a glitchy Boredoms might do than any mash-up styled deconstruction of pop tunes. Midway through the disc the tunes begin to display a quieter gentler side to the Spazzmodics, interspersing welcome snippets of silence around the sonic bits- which are in this instance melodic and almost pretty. A twisted sense of humor is displayed throughout- though they never get too wacky for their own good. There is a great photo of the duo (on the Dual Plover site) performing live-, which makes me wonder what sort of show these two put on." "This is a case of judging a book by its cover and actually getting to be right. So up yours mum. With a cheap demented digitally manipulated cut up of a cover youŐd probably expect a cheap demented digitally manipulated cut up of sounds. And if you buy this album by the very classily named Spazzmodics then thatŐs exactly what youŐll get. A two-piece operating out of Sydney, Vermin Perm is their debut album where they torment and distort, strange burst of lofi shards of sound, off kilter drum machines and weird samples. Much of it doesnŐt makes sense, much of it is uncomfortable and wrong, much of it is gruelling and makes you want to wash afterwards. But then again they are operating with such humour and wrongness that you kindŐve want to give them a go. There are actually song structures here mashed together in frantic diseased attention span, ADD infused flurries of activity. ItŐs all proudly lofi, a crazed broken carnival ride melding Venetian Snares with Faxed Head, then giggling hysterically at the confused torment it dishes out. It hurts you but you love it but it hurts you but you love it but it hurts you." -Bob Baker Fish (inpress magazine) "Insane Sydney twosome the Spazzmodics release their debut album Vermin Perm on twisted local label Dual Plover. Constructing quirky sound pieces, some of which could even loosely fit the description of songs, they spread thorny sound bytes and highly irregular drum machine samples together to come up with one of the strangest musical sandwiches ever likely to get stuck in your windpipe. Despite the mysterious way the Spazzmodics go about making music, there is not much point seaching for meaning here. You gotta be taking some mighty fine drugs to find any among all that ambiguity" BLUNT MAGAZINE. "It toook me about two weeks of listening to be able to imagine what i was going to write about this album, i was thinking i could say it sounded sampled but its more then that or i cold say it is experimental but its more then that, after seeing the guys do there thing live i have come to the conclusion that this album is fun. The album starts off with some old crooner singing "chicks, kicks, cats, cool, i love..." and then repeated, this line has been going around in my head and the head of my girlfriend ever since i first listened. I recognise samples all through this and i like to try and work out where the samples came from, call it a hobby, the only sample i could pick was in track number 3 i think i recognise a snare drum from Tone Loc's wild thing. Track 3 titled 'Mind On The Turtle" is a very nice and cruisy track, laid back in fact i like the drums a lot. "Giant Crow Man With Perm" number 6 is an interesting tale of something, i havent picked it up yet but the voice used and the insect like samples make it all sound very scientific. Number 8 titled "Whimsical Man Boobs" sounds to me like the backing track to a Bugs Bunny cartoon i would love to see it used to that effect, it could be the next big thing like the one with elmer fudd in the barbers chair while bugs does the shaving accompanied by an orchestra. Track 15 isnt credited and sounds like Bill Cosby having a bit of a bitch. Another great Dual Plover album that defies categorising. The is also an interestingly distorted picture on the back of the album of two wrestlers." "Already the CD's
design is quite something: paper case with velcro, felt cover underneath
the disc and a lot of idiotic pictures. Santa Claus with amps in the
background, human brain cross section, dead child, female diver, dog,
cat, grappling moustached men, oh and a picture each of both half-insane
perpetrators (they are Australians by the way). What we hear is the
same in music. Avantgarde soundcollage? Experimental electronics? Cut-up?
Fuck knows, at times it's like a scratch record, or something by Mike
Patton, Melt Banana or Boredoms. But there's an American bloke who produces
surprisingly similar things under the name of Tripod Sardine. Who knows
the above mentioned knows what to expect and also what not: easy entertainment.
For most people this is too little, for others it's translated from hungarian by adam csenger |