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Thursday, July 22, 2004

I was gonna hold back this review until I had up to date Les Waters contact details, but actually I think I'll post it anyway. If this sounds like yr. cup of tea, just get in touch and I'll sort you out..

LES WATERS – IN MY BRANE

I’ve been pondering for months how I can possibly go about writing words about this singular CD.
Let’s start with; it has 43 tracks. My top six song titles from it are as follows:

1.Giant Vicar
2.Two-Fisted Astronauts
3.From Pastryary to Caketember
4.Lord Montague’s Robot Land Crab
5.The Wizard’s Sleeve
6. Bun Emplacement

Yes, hairy-faced dark-dwelling freak-noise bastards rejoice, it’s the belo-fi surrealist musical slapstick demento-rock answer to ‘Double Nickels on the Dime’!

At times whilst listening to it, I also feel the need to publicly define it as follows;

A non-stop cavalcade of almost inexpressible delight.

A bit like Noxagt channelling the spirit of Man or Astroman?.

Perhaps an earnest social experiment wherein residents of institutions catering to the ‘special’ are given a selection of inexpensive musical equipment and asked to do their best to create sound to accompany the concepts suggested by the song titles..

A collection of terrifying and fragmentary Swell Maps demo tracks, recorded on "that night they don’t like to talk about", as remixed by a drunken and incoherent Kid Koala.

An album featuring a song, if it may be termed as such, entitled "Sir Walter Raleigh’s Wicker Space Lab", which actually makes an effort to fully justify such a title.

A fine example of the sound and general creative aesthetic currently associated with Load records, as discovered 5 years too early by a gang of maladjusted Goon Show fanatics on the South Coast.

A textbook example of how to apply the concept of comic timing to caveman-friendly one note guitar riffs, weird clattering drum patterns and exquisite dialogue samples.

There are some songs on which Les Waters sing. It sounds like the senseless howling and gruntings of men and women awakening after having been subjected to lobotomies. Seriously. It’s rather unnerving.

But nevertheless, this remains the single funniest collection of sounds I’ve ever listened to in my life. The 42 seconds of ‘Phant Biscuits’ or the 23 seconds of ‘Egg-Leg Pete’ or the 31 seconds of ‘Balloon Farmer’ are guaranteed to fill me to the brim with an inebriated joy of life and its myriad weird possibilities, at any moment of the day or night.

So there you have it ladies and gentlemen, Les Waters. We shall not see their like again.

Posted by: Ben / 12:06 AM

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