Unqualified Nurse - Bad Taste Reaction

The world wasn't crying out for another competent yet formulaic garage rock band of the kind whose material and links frequent my inbox week after week.  It was, however, screaming the place down for the kind of thing Unqualified Nurse do - caustic, feedback-drenched tunes with a whiff of the atonal and a structure that holds together defiantly despite, it seems, the entire band pulling away from it in different directions.

This Derby- based band had already served notice of their attempt to disrupt a scene that was getting far too cosy with their Let Snarl album, released back in January.  Now, this EP has appeared on their bandcamp site to emphasise even further the naked power married to experimental zeal of a band who certainly stand as one of the most interesting things 2015 has managed to unearth.

None of the five songs makes it past the 1:16 mark yet within each nugget of sound exists a beguiling, twisted noise that remains a part of your head long after the brief encounter has elapsed.  The EP's longest track, 'Welcome to Fear City/Erratic Van' is a sludgy, grinding gem of a tune, awash in a wind tunnel of circling noise and deviant guitars while 'Myth Generator', which I'm playing in my Dandelion Radio show this month, begins with a discordant guitar whirl and buzzes around your head like a wasp's nest you disturbed: the stings bite into your brain but you don't care.

And they've made it NYOP at bandcamp so there's no excuse for your life to remain undisturbed by this glorious racket for a moment longer.  Get it here. 

Pulco - Innovation In The Trade

 

Even just seeing the notes on Pulco's bandcamp site hints that you're about to encounter something a bit special.  Trout Mask Replica rhythms,  he tells us, allied to a a musical approach inspired by The Fall and Pavement, with lyrics often purloined from the poetry of Adrian Henri. 

 

Of course, it's what you fashion from such inspirations that counts and Pulco takes from all the right places and adds exactly the right touches of his own.  What we get is a Dadaist cut-and-paste sonic collision allied to some gorgeously melodic touches to make what will, I'm sure, turn out to be one of the best albums of 2015.

 

As if the narratives and snatched poetic stretches weren't fascinating enough, there are songs here that have the potential to stay in your head to the grave.  Opener 'A Man Shouts' gives more than adequate notice of the melodic delights to come while 'A Cruel Heart Beats Like a Bird' is already on my shortlist for most remarkable tune of the year: you can hear it in my Dandelion Radio show, streaming throughout the rest of March.

 

Alongside them, the spoken word 'Stan & the Bike' contains a heart-rending, down to earth melancholy, while 'Sludge' is a head-on collision of words and sounds that brings so many of the album's finest touches together in one brilliant three-minute rush.  But I'm doing it again.  This is a collection that demands to be heard as a whole, so please ignore my inevitable quest for highlights and just dig in. It's available as NYOP at Pulco's bandcamp site here. 

 

I'll confess that Pulco is an artist I've failed to give sufficient attention to in the past.  I won't be making that mistake again.

Flies On You - Etcetera

It should, frankly, be news in much wider circles that one of the half dozen best bands in the world at the moment has a new album out.  That the album is a self-released collection from a Leeds duo with more ideas in a single track than anyone (and I mean anyone) who appeared at the recent BRITs is both a national scandal and a telling comment on what passes for the modern music industry.

 

Having astonished anyone in the world who cared enough about great music to listen with 2012's Nothing To Write Home About, we had no right to expect that the follow-up would offer any more than Flies On You had already given.  Long before it dropped, however, we knew that it would.  We knew it from the moment that the insightful and playful commentary on the paucity of modern mores 'Katie Hopkins in Human Form' appeared as a single late last year, that is, if we didn't know it already from when 'Can You Smell That Burning Noise?' announced itself last summer.

 

Both singles appear here as components in a panorama of musical delights that slices through contemporary Britain like a buzz-saw.  If the call-to-arms of 'Action Stations!' offers the album's most direct political assault, it does so with that arch playfulness that Flies On You have made their own: the demand to bring down the government sits alongside the mundane call to bring down your dirty clothes and discarded yoghurt pots.  Its direct stab at Thatcherism 'Thank You St Francis' is as short as it is penetrating, illustrative of the agenda of a band who've lived through all the shit of the last thirty-odd years and come out the other end as committed to opposing it as ever and with a defiant smile on their faces that no number of corrupt bankers, vicious media magnates or self-serving politicians have ever been able to wipe off. 

 

But there is far, far more breadth here than that. 'Hangdog' is a stormer of an album opener, a vibrant and aggressive statement of intent, while in contrast 'Roofspace' offers a sublime groove you can happily settle into in the bath, or anywhere else for that matter.  I'm playing 'Our Little Secret' in my March show on Dandelion Radio, a chilling tale of child abuse that, in the context of the album, is pertinently placed within a collection that has an underlying theme of abuse in all its forms, an anger at the inevitable results of living in a world where getting what you want and to hell with the consequences for anyone else has become the prevailing and disgusting norm.

 

There's a consensus in this country, but it isn't the one the gutter press or those in the Westminster bubble like to think it is: Flies On You are among its most fervent and cherished standard bearers. The album's worth far more than a fiver of anyone's money but you can get it for that now at http://fliesonyou.bandcamp.com/album/etcetera.

The End of New Weird Australia

For six years, they've been putting out some of the most challenging music in the world, and certainly from their part of it.  Now, New Weird Australia have called it a day.

It's not one of those 'we're fed up with no one taking any notice so we're quitting' kinds of ends.  Far from it - their twenty-three compilations have generated over 400,000 downloads, helping to raise awareness for much of the most interesting music to have come out of Australia in recent years.  In addition to that, they've been curating live shows and putting out a regular radio show from Sydney.

In short, they are an example to anyone in the world of how to promote and support innovative music, and they'll be sadly missed.  They've signed off in typical style, with the three volume compilation Passages, each volume featuring selections from a different NWA director, and each predictably stunning and mind-expanding in roughly equal measure.  My March show on Dandelion Radio will be featuring a track from each.

Thankfully, the New Weird Australia archive will remain online for anyone to download for free.  If you've not picked up on what they've been doing before, this is good news for you.  I'd get over there now and start making up for lost time.

For me, it's just a matter of saying goodbye and thanks for putting out some of the most absorbing music it's been my pleasure to encounter in recent years.  Even the bits that haven't been my cup of tea have been intriguing and asked all the right kinds of questions.  The other bits will remain with me for the rest of my life.


Ten great bands or artists NWA have brought to my attention.  Check them out.

Assassins88
Mark Barrage
Bum Creek
Crab Smasher
Danger Beach
Raven
Rites Wild
Simo Soo
Tantrums
Underlapper
Vorad Fils

Best Albums of 2014: 1. Dude Incredible - Shellac (Touch & Go)

The news that there was a new Shellac album coming out this year was exciting enough, but we had no right to expect anything as good as this.  Steve Albini's masterful three-piece deliver a consummate studio tightness that ranges across this collection to make ever song on it a perfectly manicured delight.  The title track and opener is such an exquisite example of how to do it with guitar and drums that, on first listen, you suspect it might have peaked too early.  But Shellac deliver the same glorious punch on every track and when it ends you just want to hear it again and again.  Which is basically what I've been doing.  It takes a great album to keep that Half Man Half Biscuit LP off the top spot this year, and this is a great album.

Thanks for following this run-down.  Don't forget though that the only end of year chart that really counts is the official festive fifty and that can be heard from midnight on Xmas Eve (UK time) at www.dandelionradio.com, with repeat broadcasts throughout the rest of the year and during January.  

Best Albums of 2014: 2. Urge for Offal - Half Man Half Biscuit (Probe Plus)

When Half Man Half Biscuit came to our attention gloriously in the mid-eighties, I recall someone commenting that it was unusual for music that was essentially humorous to retain an interest long after a few listens.  Half Man Half Biscuit aren't just still doing that; it's got to the point now where, often, the humour is buried quite far within the music so what you get hit with first is the quality of the thing before the comedy hits you after a few listens to deepen the effect.

This is certainly true of Urge for Offal where the references are more obscure and oblique than ever at times and where no musical idea is sacrificed for a laugh.  One of the many great things about this band is that they've never done that, but now they're not doing it better than ever. 

Best Albums of 2014: 3. Too Drunk To Pluck - The Pukes (Self-released)

The most refreshing release of the year.  If the concept of a bunch of mainly female punk fans donning ukuleles and knocking out a load of covers alongside some original tunes seemed intriguing, we really had no right to expect it would come out as good as this.  It works partly because of the band's original selections - only The Ramones and Dead Kennedys tunes on here might be called obvious choices - and partly because they clearly do what they do out of a sheer passion for doing what they like.  So there's no grotesque tribute band parading here - just an unvarnished, infectious and highly enjoyable collection of tunes put out in the original spirit of punk.   It's a no-cynic zone - so abandon any pretensions you might have and dive in.