- Release Date 2016-06-03
- Label PR Underground
- Catalog PRU100
In those days S16 was a terrible place.
You've heard of Andy Warhol's seminal 'Factory'?
Of Course you have, the place is legendary.
Imagine an English version of that with an unemployed painter & decorator in the place of Warhol,
a ludicrous mixture of rapidly aging buffoons in the place of The Velvet Underground
and a mad blow-smoking hippy with fat thighs and arty pretentions in the place of Nico.
You're not even close, but in the right ball park, certainly.
I was typing away, desperately trying to avoid eye contact with any of the poseurs, ponces and pretend pop-stars that were lining the walls,
(having a very small job in the arse end of the music industry, as I did at the time, only attracted morons and demo tapes,
not the proto-sluts and rocks of crack the size of tennis balls as I always hope), when my ears pricked up.
The small studio next door to the office at S16 was a dark, freezing little whole which housed their small independent label.
As far as I knew they had released one 12", earning a essential mix play and a place on a John Digweed Compilation,
an achievement that made the ghouls of S16 gasp in awe.
As I sat there, frozen, and listening intently, I could barely comprehend what was happening.
To put it simply, I could hear a preposterously fantastic sound thumping through the wall.
I rushed out of the office and crashed through the door.
The poor label people looked like Middle East hostages who'd seen daylight for the first time in years.
Crouching in the corner with them was a gaggle of shifty souls who gave the instant impression of questionable sexual ambitions.
I came to know them collectively as h2so4..
The music I was hearing was from their album
The sheer force of the rhythm was cracking my spine and the rage of the vocal was making me impotent.
I felt dwarfed, powerless and pathetic from the sonic tidal-wave that was attacking me at brain-shaving volume. It was epiphonic. Well the single came out and jocks and hacks loved it.
Me? Well, having listened to the album for the first time, I went blind for 3 days.
Suffice to say that, one week later I found myself jobless, homeless and single.
On the eight day I found myself in Swansea of all places, an h2so4 tattoo on my forehead and a Little Soul one to accompany it down the length of my penis..
They Locked me up of course....