Apparently, I buy too many records

My wife Helen, like every other woman i've ever lived with, believes that I buy too many records.

Which, as every record-buying man knows, is a ridiculous belief.

I will concede, however, that I do indeed buy a lot of records and that I don't afford them the same amount of listens and attention that I did 20 or 30 years ago.

To this end, I have decided to blog about the records that I buy, in order to help my appreciation of them - and perhaps to show Helen that I don't buy that many records after all.

Because i'm crap with deadlines the blog posts will be sporadic and probably be about a month or 2 behind but that's just the way i am! The posts will not necessarily be actual reviews (most likely comments, at best) and will generally be pretty damn short due to the reasons outlined above. As a writer in a previous existence i have decided not to worry about writing as art in the pieces but, instead, to attempt to convey feeling over semantic (and often grammatic) perfection.

And 'OCRB'? It stands for 'Obsessive Compulsive Record Buying' - a little known mental health affliction that is potentially damaging to the bank account but ultimately life-affirming. It is sad.......but a nice form of sad.

Thursday, 13 October 2011

KW Jaz: KWJaz (Not not fun)

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I love a double negative, and NNF is my favourite double negative based label. Apart from the genius grammatical content of their name they also have a really good ear for something indispensable. KW Jaz takes the form of 2 sprawling side-long musical mouldings of murky electronic druggy freeform psych. I don't know much anything about the construction of these pieces but the shifting moods/musical styles (from loung-ey piano to Latin rhythms to proggy fender rhodes to spacey drones to.........) moves the pieces on nicely and creates an air of expectancy. Often muddy in production terms (well, it was originally released as a lo-fi cassette so maybe that explains it) this gives the impression of something truly underground, truly original and truly exemplary in its chosen field of, err, whatever the hell you call this genre. 

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