I like this album (which almost inevitably I "had on vinyl back in the day") more than I should. It goes against so much of what I hold dear - the values of the traditional family fireside; crumpets oozing melted butter, Children's Hour on the wireless, the drone of the Spitfires overhead, the crack of willow against leather on the village green, snorting blow off a hooker's tit in a roadhouse toilet on Christmas Eve ...
It's challenging, except not. It should be challenging. One rigorously composed thirty-minute instrumental split over two sides, a shorter instrumental named after the flowers your Grandmama liked to steal from the crematorium on her way home from the off-licence, and a slightly grunty attempt at a hit single, the only vocals on the album. Twin guitars playing relatively complex pseudo-classical themes and taking breaks for ripping nostril-hair shred solos. It's relentless. I mean, I should hate it, but it slips through very pleasurably.
AFT may be an early example of Math Rock before Math Rock sucked all the fun out of it. Which brings me to Angine de Poitrine [Fr. Chest Fever - Ed.] with their challenging microtonal noodling and playfully dada-esque image [left - Ed]. They're undoubtedly clever, but it all revolves around counting off patterns, not my cracker salt, and I can't help thinking they need Captain Beefheart doing his thing in the foreground.
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ReplyDeleteWhat was your worst subject at school? Mine - Latin, which tells you more about my childhood than you needed to know.
Wow, I had an easier time with Latin than I did with English-- probably because of how snarky the Latin teacher was, as opposed to the tedious literality of all the English teachers in town.
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I served three years hard time in a Catholic grade school, where my worst class was Religion, a daily instruction covering Church history, scripture, sacraments, and other superstitious “rhubarb”.
Proud product of the Louisiana public education system here. Meaning none of it was what a reasonable person would call difficult.I seem to remember that Geometry kicked my ass. My biggest problems were sitting still, paying attention, and with authority...
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