TORTURING NURSE/DISTANT RELATIVE - SPLIT - CASSETTE
HARSH NOISE/POWER ELECTRONICS/EXPERIMENTAL NOISE
COMES IN A JEWEL CASE WITH J-CARD INSERT.
ON BLACK CASSETTE WITH SIDE A & B INDICATED
IN SILVER SHARPIE.
The following was taken off of the
bandcamp page for this release:
""D.J.: I wasn't going to tell you this. I've been listening to the tape and I, um,
think I made a mistake in the translation.
[Plays the Distant Relative / Torturing Nurse split]
Miller: Go on.
D.J.: I thought it said "liberate me" - "save me."
But it's not "me." It's "liberate tutame" - "save yourself." And it gets worse.
[Plays the Distant Relative / Torturing Nurse split again]
D.J.: There - I think that says "ex inferis." "Save yourself... from hell."
Look, if what Doctor Weir tells us is true,
this ship has been beyond the boundaries of our universe,
of known scientific reality. Who knows where it's been, what it's seen.
Or what it's brought back with it.
Miller: From hell."
If this is any indication of what we are in for...Then
you might wanna pack a lunch. We're going on a journey.
SIDE A.) TORTURING NURSE:
I.) ICEAGE / II.) UNTITLED (LIVE AT UPTOWN RECORD STORE SH201):
For those of you unfamiliar with TORTURING NURSE, Here is a little background
information taken off of their discogs page: "Based in Shanghai, China,
Torturing Nurse started on 2004.04.25. The band has given more than 100 performances
(noise, harsh noise, improv...) and other collaborations ; published more than 200 cd's,
cdr's, vinyls and tapes. They also run the noise label Shasha Records and organize the
monthly noise/free/avant gigs in Shanghai called NOIShanghai."
Opening track "Iceage" is only a couple of minutes long but it gets things
rolling for us here. Experimental junk percussion's create an atmosphere of
waste and carless rustling. Metallic cans roll and slide, scrape and vibrate
sounding something like an early demo from NURSE WITH WOUND. Many would call
what TORTURING NURSE do "Performance Art" and they'd be absolutley correct in
saying so. After a few moments we hear a high whining signal that streams out
like the glowing beam of a distant lighthouse and then we are hit by corrosive
rivers of dense and chaotic noise. Feedback comes and goes in long stretches
that almost sound painful before being swept under and consumed by moaning
strands of rumbling synths. This recording has that lo-fi quality that a lot
of Harsh Noise from the 1990's has which makes it sound like an obscure relic
from an earlier time. Screams come in random, energetic outbursts until they
are washed away by insane segments of noise that comes in crushing waves, One
after another. The sounds of an excited and electrified audience are heard at
points where the noise cuts for brief moments. This performance must have been
a sight and sound to behold in person. Absolutely relentless and punishing stuff
that is certainly not for everyone. Although I am sure a good number of the people
reading this would thouroughly enjoy it. Siren like signals ascend over a busy
mass of sound that behaves like concert goers in a mosh pit. Full of adrenaline
and fury. Wreckless and here to cause some serious damage.
SIDE B.) DISTANT RELATIVE:
III.) HONOR SYSTEM FAILURE:
On the B side we have DISTANT RELATIVE which is the solo project of
Dustin Johnston who is also a member of ACTUARY. This release is my
introduction to the project, but being a long time fan of ACTUARY I
am eager to hear it. Here we begin with a 1980's radio broadcast
announcing the World Series Baseball game that are almost immediately
devoured by blasts of merciless harsh noise, Feedback that sounds like
a dying machine screaming bloody murder,Warped, wet and deep tones that
pulsate and bubble like water boiling to scalding heat. Electronics grind
and resist as layers are tossed upon each others like pit bulls in a dog
fighting match. Sampled radio transmissions appear at random times like
the suppressed memory of a once favorite past time trying to force it's
way back into recognition. The track comes across in "Cut-Up" style at
times while at others it is more along the lines of free-form improv
and experimentation. The samples feature in game commentary that somehow
seems to narrate the music as bizarre as that may seem. Overall the piece
feels like multiple themes struggling against one another for dominance
only to create a mess of sound and audio wreckage. Buzzing live-wire
electronics combat against rumbling bass tones and razor sharp feedback
as wet and dripping textures scramble for cover as well as provoke the
heavy hitting contenders in the center of the ring. The end result is
the Harsh Noise equivalent of running over an animal and listening to
it die slowly in absolute agony for a good ten minutes or so as you
attempt to scrape it's mangled body off of your bumper. In other
words, Good stuff.
THIS IS A PRETTY COOL LITTLE TAPE. IF YOU ARE INTO HARSH NOISE THEN
THIS IS WORTH A LISTEN. IF NOT...YOU PROBABLY GOT LOST AND I AM SURPRISED
YOU ARE READING THIS: