Uncle Wigalee
September 23, 2010 9:36 PM
A song about Sex. This is the last of three songs from my short-lived band Hurlo Thrumbo. Recorded in 1990. I wrote the music and played bass, and the singer wrote the melody and words. Rescued from cassette.
(previously) and (previouslier) The basic tracks were recorded live in one evening. there were no instrument overdubs. This is the only session where I ever even attempted totally live tracks, and I think we pretty well nailed the essence of what the band was about-- loose, simple arrangements with improvisational sections which we went into with only a vague notion of how we were going to get out. The endings on all our songs were semi-spontaneous, and worked up in the studio minutes before. We recorded together in the same room, with only low partitions seperating the amps from each other and the drums, for maximum communication.
(previously) and (previouslier) The basic tracks were recorded live in one evening. there were no instrument overdubs. This is the only session where I ever even attempted totally live tracks, and I think we pretty well nailed the essence of what the band was about-- loose, simple arrangements with improvisational sections which we went into with only a vague notion of how we were going to get out. The endings on all our songs were semi-spontaneous, and worked up in the studio minutes before. We recorded together in the same room, with only low partitions seperating the amps from each other and the drums, for maximum communication.
posted by Devils Rancher (2 comments total)
No, we got that comparison a few times, though I've never heard a note of Siouxsie and the Banshees that I can recall. At that time, I was mostly enamored of The Sugar Cubes, Tin Machine, Midnight Oil and Scratch Acid.
Mostly though, we were met with blank stares, and polite non-compliments, like "I thought it was... different." or "I found it... challenging," and "Your band is... interesting."
posted by Devils Rancher at 6:14 PM on September 24, 2010
Mostly though, we were met with blank stares, and polite non-compliments, like "I thought it was... different." or "I found it... challenging," and "Your band is... interesting."
posted by Devils Rancher at 6:14 PM on September 24, 2010
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posted by Squid Voltaire at 4:10 PM on September 24, 2010