Wickedly unhinged anti-music jams from best coast freqs, Smegma; recorded 1973-75 at their shared house in Pasadena, LA and previously unheard until now!
As the rest of the world was going prog, glam or soulful, Smegma were giving no fxcks and going sick on their own sound, as likely to turn on funky rockabilly as express an utterly feral combination of gibberish lyrics, ragged guitars and hit-owt-within-reach percussion that still sounds like nobody else - well, apart from LAFMS, whose number they would eventually join anyway.
Opening and closing with invasive vocals from a local C.B. radio operator called Turkey Mon, whose transmitter signal was so powerful it was picked up on the tape head as they recorded, the set variously trips in and out of consciousness from the wild group singing of Pigface Speaks - a sort of combination of native american song, free jazz scat and getting MWI - to a straight-faced garage rock cover of rockabilly classic Red Cadillac and a Black Moustache and the bubbly bop of The Taster, by LA freak and street singer Wild Man Fischer, amid the genuinely “free” flights of Requiem and the moonshine drenched avant-folk dance of Why?
Perhaps unbelievably, many of the personnel on this record - Dennis Duck, Ace Farren Ford, Ju Suk Reet Meate - are still operational in Smegma’s current touring band, which is either a testament to the sincerity of their madness, or to the appeal of making a proper daft racket, but either way they all deserve a big salute for travelling paths lesser dotted with the doo doo of convention.
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Wickedly unhinged anti-music jams from best coast freqs, Smegma; recorded 1973-75 at their shared house in Pasadena, LA and previously unheard until now!
As the rest of the world was going prog, glam or soulful, Smegma were giving no fxcks and going sick on their own sound, as likely to turn on funky rockabilly as express an utterly feral combination of gibberish lyrics, ragged guitars and hit-owt-within-reach percussion that still sounds like nobody else - well, apart from LAFMS, whose number they would eventually join anyway.
Opening and closing with invasive vocals from a local C.B. radio operator called Turkey Mon, whose transmitter signal was so powerful it was picked up on the tape head as they recorded, the set variously trips in and out of consciousness from the wild group singing of Pigface Speaks - a sort of combination of native american song, free jazz scat and getting MWI - to a straight-faced garage rock cover of rockabilly classic Red Cadillac and a Black Moustache and the bubbly bop of The Taster, by LA freak and street singer Wild Man Fischer, amid the genuinely “free” flights of Requiem and the moonshine drenched avant-folk dance of Why?
Perhaps unbelievably, many of the personnel on this record - Dennis Duck, Ace Farren Ford, Ju Suk Reet Meate - are still operational in Smegma’s current touring band, which is either a testament to the sincerity of their madness, or to the appeal of making a proper daft racket, but either way they all deserve a big salute for travelling paths lesser dotted with the doo doo of convention.