Linn Ittok LVII
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TEAD Microgroove Plus
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Linn LK140 (x3)
Linn Espek
This is a hard one. Fnarr fnarr. Clear red vinyl, sounds like a classic piece of sleazy disco funk (I’m thinking Sado Maso Disco) but done with a rubbish synthesizer.
Despite my use of the long dash, I don’t mind the foul language on here one bit, because the foul language is the point.
Your mother/Your mother/Everybody just f–k your mother
Your mother/Your mother/Everybody just f–k your mother
Your mother/Your mother/Everybody just f–k your mother
Your mother/Your mother/Everybody just f–k your mother
I thought they didn’t write them like that any more.
Grinding, stomping, repetitive, single chord verse with a big sampled fanfare wordless chorus thing. Storming. The b-side has a Japanese Christmas vibe.
Bought purely because it was fairly expensive.
Nowadays it seems almost all bands are called The <noun>
s. The
Grates. The Brakes. The Cribs. All rubbish names. Back in my day,
bands had proper names like Prick Decay, Sodomized by Marcia Brady,
or Porklift. Also in common with a lot of the records I buy these
days, this has a banjo on it.
The banjo only speaks up in the verse, which is the best bit. The chorus is a bit crappy indie, like Veruca Salt or Fuzzy, but sufficiently rough around the edges to be engaging. Completing the power of three, the b-side, in common with so much else right now, sounds like the Yeah Yeah Yeahs. It’s a bit madder than yr average though, and therefore pretty good stuff.
Ladyscraper have an ace name, but their single does not. I once had an e-mail from the chap from Ladyscraper, and he seemed perfectly reasonable, which, listening to this, you wouldn’t expect. This record is so totally, utterly insane that it’s off my radar. The nearest thing I’ve heard to it is probably Squarepusher, who doesn’t sound much like this.
I like music that can be described as “a racket”, but calling C–tkicker a racket is the acme of understatement. Insurance costs? Stupid, just stupid. Extra marks for being the first record label I’ve seen which, instead of saying “this side” and “other side”, says “this side” and “side with the cock on it”.