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Faust - The Faust Tapes
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<< INFO >>
Artist...... Faust
Album....... The Faust Tapes
Label....... Bureau B
Genre....... Avantgarde
Date........ 2022-08-12
Release..... 2023-12-10
Bitrate..... 257kbps
Size........ 84.31 mb
Duration.... 43:31
WWW......... http://www.discogs.com/release/24144563-Faust-The-Faust-Tapes
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<< TRACKS >>
01 Several Hands On Our Piano [ 0:52]
02 Don't [ 0:21]
03 Flashback Caruso [ 4:00]
04 Voices And Trumpet And All [ 1:48]
05 J'ai Mal Aux Dents [ 7:14]
06 Beim NΣchsten Ton Ist Es... [ 1:03]
07 Two Drums, Bass, Organ [ 1:42]
08 Dr. Schwitters Intro [ 0:25]
09 Several Hands On Our Piano (Continued) [ 1:11]
10 Beam Me Up, Scotty [ 1:17]
11 Elerimomuvid [ 0:50]
12 Dr. Schwitters (Continued) [ 0:49]
13 Have A Good Time, Everybody [ 1:03]
14 Above And Under Our Piano [ 0:48]
15 Hermanns Lament [ 1:32]
16 Donnerwetter [ 2:19]
17 Was Ist Hier Los? [ 0:34]
18 Rudolf Der Pianist [ 0:51]
19 Ricochets [ 1:17]
20 I've Heard That One Before [ 2:29]
21 Watch Your Step [ 0:20]
22 Under Our Piano Again [ 1:12]
23 Fluid Chorus [ 0:58]
24 Stretch Out Time [ 1:36]
25 Der Baum [ 3:51]
26 ChΦre Chambre [ 3:09]
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<< NOTES >>
JUST released the original 22 years ago, here's a remastered reissue with the
"songs" split into separate tracks.
There's something perversely fabulous about the thought of this warped
masterwork wandering into 60,000 unsuspecting British homes in 1973. Faust's
second-and-a-half album hit the shops to celebrate their signing to the
nascent Virgin Records, who were looking to take advantage of the zeitgeist
for German music at that time. Undeterred by the fact the band's
unwillingness to engage with the commercial landscape had seen them dropped
from Polydor, Branson and co cooked up a suitably spectacular marketing
strategy, selling the LP for 49p, the bargain price of a single. Shoppers
flocked in their thousands to grab a copy, raced home and then spent the next
forty five minutes checking their tracking, banging the speakers and blowing
the needle, all to no avail. Do not adjust your set - This is Faust. What was
lurking within the grooves was a condensed collage of outtakes, oddities,
sketches and samples previously known to the band's nearest and dearest as
'The Faust Party Tapes' - and how you wish you'd been to those parties.
Cacophonous keys and roaring drones splinter into a deranged hybrid of
tumbling toms and yelping vocals; committed experimentalism which in no way
prepares you for the beautiful ballad which follows. Armed with acoustic
guitar, playful piano and panning vocals, Faust fashion a pastoral idyll
imbued with the most profound yearning. "Flashback Caruso" brims with
Byrds-ian jangle and Syd's psychedelia, its non-sensical English lending the
piece a Confucian lyricism perfect for expanded minds. And just as the
soaring, searing solo suggests we're on route to eternity, the group snap,
crackle and pop into another rabid dΘcoupage. Sliced and spliced between TV
snippets, dissonant trumpet and the sound of someone pissing, the utterly
freaky fuzz-rock of "J'ai Mal Aux Dents" sounds positively radio-friendly,
far less far out than if it were encountered alone. Compared to the
non-musical madness beside it, this thrash-jazz trance dance makes perfect
sense, as does the corrosive breakbeat of "Two Drums, Bass, Organ", a mutant
funk workout which rivals Can in an all- German dance off. The progressive
and symphonic "Dr. Schwitters", dissected by fragments of dissonant process
music, haunted vocal takes and the proto-industrial grind of "Elerimomuvid",
charts a course for the dark side of the moon more suited to the serious
cosmonauts of the world. Then the record freefalls into disorienting drum
workouts, mixing desk experiments and a wicked premonition of no-wave jazz
("Hermann's Lament") before taking slight respite in the beauty of "Rudolf
Der Pianist" and "I've Heard That One Before". The particles of prepared
piano, power tools and tape echo continue to cascade through the soundspace,
gradually building into the final trilogy of "Stretch Out Time", "Der Baum"
and "ChΦre Chambre", which return to conventional song structure, albeit in
the group's typically twisted style. Once again though, in comparison to the
wonderfully weird pieces which precede them, these three tracks are entirely
accessible, and in this lies the brilliance of the LP. It doesn't just
succeed as a conceptual prank, or musical prediction, but by an expert
balancing act between the profane and profound, presents its most
accomplished moments in their most intelligible form. For the open minds and
eager ears, Faust's cryptic charm had been laid bare, and the heads had a new
favourite band.
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