Showing posts with label Big Black. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Big Black. Show all posts

Sunday, March 6, 2016

Big Black: Pigpile

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Big Black: Pigpile

1992

Touch and Go Records

Format I Own it on: Vinyl

Track Listing: 1. Fists of Love  2. L Dopa  3. Passing Complexion  4. Dead Billy  5. Cables  6. Bad Penny  7. Pavement Saw  8. Kerosene  9. Steelworker  10. Pigeon Kill  11. Fish Fry  12. Jordan, Minnesota



 I remember this coming out shortly after I first got into Big Black (via "Songs About Fucking") and was stoked to hear what kind of sonic chaos this band could wreak live... Turns out their live shows were less chaotic than the fried clangor the studio albums served up...The layers of grit have been scraped away from the vocals and Steve Albini's message becomes direct and clear...A guided tour of the deepest, darkest corners of the trailer park...Missing fingers, wife-beaters, unrepentant racists, Trump supporters...You have to be in a certain mood to embrace this kind of bleak reality, but when that mood hits there's nothing better (except maybe the Jesus Lizard?).  1-2-3-Fuck you!!


 That horrible, glorious, paper-cut guitar is still in full-effect though...Clawing and scraping at raw, self-inflicted wounds...Shit that never heals...Live drummer? Fuck, no...Just a disengaged, pounding drum machine. They stayed true to the sound until the end...Oh yea, I should mention this was recorded around the same time as "Songs About Fucking" so it makes for a great overview of the band's brief history, since you get something from almost every one of their releases...


Here are the highlights as I see them: I love the zombified groove of "Dead Billy," which comes across as a mutant strain of diseased funk...They also happen to choose a couple of my favorite "Songs About Fucking" tracks with "L Dopa" and "Bad Penny," but I think I have to (unsurprisingly) pick "Kerosene" as the show-stopper...I don't know if any other song has ever captured that repellent strain of backwoods boredom better:

"Sit around at home
Nothing to do
Stare at the walls
Stare at each other
Wait til we die!"

 So what's left to do? Bust out the kerosene...Set something on fire...The whole song just kinda slowly twists in discomfort...The misanthropic pigeon-killer's monologue in "Pigeon Kill" is pretty twisted too..


 If you're an established Big Black fan, I'm sure you already have...If you have a car-crash curiosity with the world's tangible evils, this is also recommended...A big, rackety performance that commemorates the time Big Black brought bad, ol' American values to London...Good fun...

Here's "Cables" by Big ol' Black...Enjoy...


Monday, February 16, 2015

Big Black: Bulldozer



Big Black: Bulldozer

1983

Touch & Go Records

Format I Own it On: Vinyl

Track Listing: 1. Cables  2. Pigeon Kill  3. I'm a Mess  4. Texas  5. Seth  6. Jump the Climb


Big Black was one of those bands I used to play day and night but suddenly stopped listening to for some reason..."Songs About Fucking" and "Pigpile" were staples of my teenage years and were there for me when I really needed them...

 

Y'know, when you're a young kid, you're somewhat oblivious to the constant barrage of atrocities that go on in the world...You'd sit on the living room floor and color with crayons, totally oblivious, while the 6 O' Clock news provides a grisly breakdown of the day's murders...But then suddenly as a young teenager,  the cruelty of the world sinks in and its too much to take...In order to cope with the horrors you have to assimilate them...That's where things like Faces of Death videos and Big Black EP's come into play...You get to watch the carnage from a safe distance...Then one day, you've had enough, you know you can cope with the horrors of everyday life (and death) and turn your attention to the more beautiful things...Is that simply a nicer way of saying you've become jaded and can now turn a blind eye to the endless suffering? Maybe, I don't know...But that's why you never see 50 year-old couples chuckling at Faces of Death every night and that's why Big Black were never labelled adult contemporary...

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About a year ago, I was at the record store and saw the striking cover of the "Bulldozer" EP....I'm always a sucker for that particular combination of bright blue and red...I associate it with Gang of Four's "Solid Gold"...Or maybe it was the rekindled memory of  the electrifying smell of recently exploded firecrackers...Anyway, a sudden wave of nostalgia came over me and I realized I hadn't listened to Big Black in over a decade, so I snagged the record...

One of the joys of buying a physical copy of a Big Black record is the always entertaining insert...You get in-depth info on the making of the album that includes calling the first set of mixes "useless" and this explanation of the studio: "The gear Sucked., the house engineer was a bozo and the monitors sounded like megaphones." Then there's the usual song by song commentary that provides the seedy back-story and additional insight into the unsavory characters that populate the lyrics:
"This guy trained his dog seth to attack black people. he was an asshole beyond that, but that's the sort of thing he'd do. he has a cornflakes box with his photo on the front. he's big in the democratic machine. he tried to beat up a girl tenant in an apartment building he had equipped with illegally-tapped gas and electricity. he bets on sports. the introductory message is from the america first committee telephone hotline."

 My personal favorite is the liner notes for "Texas" that simply states:

"i hate texas"


If you haven't heard Big Black before, here's what you've been missing...A pounding drum machine (although this is one of the rare Big Black albums that does have some real drums mixed in), stringy, sinewy bass, and a scrape-y, papery, guitar played with a metal pick...The vocals are delivered in a detached, colorless shout that just lists the soul-crushing scenarios in a matter-of-fact sneer/shout...If it were a little less ugly it could almost be classified as "industrial" but whereas industrial usually prides itself on its bloodless, clinical precision, Big Black has a little too much human pulp in the gears...Just some ugly, ugly music that's probably still as offensive and abrasive now as it was when it was released...If not a little more...

I've always considered this the easiest to listen to Big Black release...The slaughterhouse-themed "Cables" is a surprisingly catchy, fist-pumping anthem...And "Seth" (about the aforementioned racist dog and its owner) has the power to get lodged in my head when I'm in the right frame of mind...But really, if you can get into one of these songs you'll enjoy them all...If one of them gives you a headache, they'll all give you a headache...The EP is really the best format for this band, I believe...I imagine it can be a little intense to sit through an hour of Big Black for some folks...

To sum things up, if you're looking for a little depravity and ugliness to get you through the day , then some Big Black might be what you're looking for...Sounds great whenever you're pissed off and thoroughly disgusted with the world...

Here's "Pigeon Kill"..Enjoy...