HR073 - Nisus Anal Furgler - Die Russen Kommen — C60 — 1988
REVIEW by Jerry Kranitz
Nisus Anal Furgler were the Swiss duo of Rudi Tüscher and Martin Schori. Tüscher also ran the Calypso Now label that this tape was licensed from. The Die Russen Kommen cassette album comes hot on the heels of the self-titled Nisus Anal Furgler tape, released as HR072.
These guys have a real flair for creatively crazy blends of experimental noise-jazz, voice samples and cut-up/collage work. There are a head spinning number of contrasts occurring simultaneously throughout the set.
Side A opens with ‘032.22.24.11’, which slices and dices intense shouting samples, children’s songs, tape dragged and drugged singing, percussion, and out-jazz guitar, backed by spacey ambience and bells. A cool and strange offbeat psychedelic opening number. ‘Write Miss Lonelyhearts’ cranks out grinding, floundering noise-punk-clatter ‘n’ roll, radio interview samples and zany looped tape tickling bits. Listen closely and you’ll hear some killer wild and interesting guitar work. ‘Flowers For Albert’ features a cool contrasting mixture of yowling jazz saxophone and meditatively pulsating EDM/ambient grooves. I love the dreamy vs. screechy wailing combo. ‘Waini-Schuft’ is a fun mash-up of music that is tape dragged to the point of valium overdose, but also sped up to the point of chipmunks on steroids. It’s all fun with cut-ups and speed control, though there is also plenty of the trademark Nisus Anal Furgler sax wailing, noise blasts and voice samples. ‘………….’ (that’s really the title) starts off with noise-jazz rock similar to ‘Write Miss Lonelyhearts’ but is heavier on the voice samples. After a while it goes into more sedate mode, with subtle soundscape intensity dovetailing with slipping off the radio dial voices, lazily trippy guitar solos, and boot clunking effects.
Side B shows no quarter as ‘At The Massage Parlour’ alien face hugs the listener with slam bang construction site noise blasts, people yelling, sci-fi effects, tortured cat saxophone, steadily robotic electro beats, and some of the most melodically pleasant guitar I’ve heard from these guys yet. The range of emotions the duo combine yet somehow fit together so well is insane! ‘Heimreise In Die CSSR’ is a nifty slab of machine shop kling-klang experimental rock. ‘Das Gedankenschrapnell’ features a relatively clean sounding though herky-jerky guitar solo, soon adding a gradually growing ambient wave and other spacey effects, and dual humorously noisy and out-jazzy saxophones. ‘Auglsprang Glünfärbel’ maintains the general vibe of the set with German language voice samples, fantastically twisted guitar mania, saxophone, but also a series of repetitive textural/rhythmic patterns that sound like Philip Glass collaborating with the Residents. As the set winds down, ‘Spargeleinkauf’ brings to mind a freeform noise-jazz orchestra warming up with drugged musical, moaning dronescapes, Soft Machine styled fuzz organ, and hyperactively shrill wheels turning. And ‘Laokoon’ is a short piece on which the noise-jazz orchestra is in full blown psychedelic brain-on-drugs mode that is a dreamily noisy set closer.
Nisus Anal Furgler were the Swiss duo of Rudi Tüscher and Martin Schori. Tüscher also ran the Calypso Now label that this tape was licensed from. The Die Russen Kommen cassette album comes hot on the heels of the self-titled Nisus Anal Furgler tape, released as HR072.
These guys have a real flair for creatively crazy blends of experimental noise-jazz, voice samples and cut-up/collage work. There are a head spinning number of contrasts occurring simultaneously throughout the set.
Side A opens with ‘032.22.24.11’, which slices and dices intense shouting samples, children’s songs, tape dragged and drugged singing, percussion, and out-jazz guitar, backed by spacey ambience and bells. A cool and strange offbeat psychedelic opening number. ‘Write Miss Lonelyhearts’ cranks out grinding, floundering noise-punk-clatter ‘n’ roll, radio interview samples and zany looped tape tickling bits. Listen closely and you’ll hear some killer wild and interesting guitar work. ‘Flowers For Albert’ features a cool contrasting mixture of yowling jazz saxophone and meditatively pulsating EDM/ambient grooves. I love the dreamy vs. screechy wailing combo. ‘Waini-Schuft’ is a fun mash-up of music that is tape dragged to the point of valium overdose, but also sped up to the point of chipmunks on steroids. It’s all fun with cut-ups and speed control, though there is also plenty of the trademark Nisus Anal Furgler sax wailing, noise blasts and voice samples. ‘………….’ (that’s really the title) starts off with noise-jazz rock similar to ‘Write Miss Lonelyhearts’ but is heavier on the voice samples. After a while it goes into more sedate mode, with subtle soundscape intensity dovetailing with slipping off the radio dial voices, lazily trippy guitar solos, and boot clunking effects.
Side B shows no quarter as ‘At The Massage Parlour’ alien face hugs the listener with slam bang construction site noise blasts, people yelling, sci-fi effects, tortured cat saxophone, steadily robotic electro beats, and some of the most melodically pleasant guitar I’ve heard from these guys yet. The range of emotions the duo combine yet somehow fit together so well is insane! ‘Heimreise In Die CSSR’ is a nifty slab of machine shop kling-klang experimental rock. ‘Das Gedankenschrapnell’ features a relatively clean sounding though herky-jerky guitar solo, soon adding a gradually growing ambient wave and other spacey effects, and dual humorously noisy and out-jazzy saxophones. ‘Auglsprang Glünfärbel’ maintains the general vibe of the set with German language voice samples, fantastically twisted guitar mania, saxophone, but also a series of repetitive textural/rhythmic patterns that sound like Philip Glass collaborating with the Residents. As the set winds down, ‘Spargeleinkauf’ brings to mind a freeform noise-jazz orchestra warming up with drugged musical, moaning dronescapes, Soft Machine styled fuzz organ, and hyperactively shrill wheels turning. And ‘Laokoon’ is a short piece on which the noise-jazz orchestra is in full blown psychedelic brain-on-drugs mode that is a dreamily noisy set closer.