Seventy minutes of madness? I might not even know what else to say except....seventy minutes of complete madness. There are 23(ish) distinct tracks (or "pieces" perhaps?) on this cassette. Presented with no context. Primitive synth cuts give way to mental audio collages and missives that sound like they were created in a closet using Baby's First Casio. The eighth track for example (no titles, of course), could be a 12 year old fucking around with a $19.99 drum machine just as easily as a calculated homage to minimalist industrial acts of the late 1970s. And it's followed by six minutes of brooding spacial psych monotony that sounds like it was lifted off a Nik Raicevic record....and then there's an advert for a funeral parlor, a two minute live noise core stomp and then more synths. Equal parts experimentation, piss take and high art, the only thing I have managed to glean from the internet is that the act may (or may not?) have performed at Safari Sam's in Huntington beach in like '87. So there you go...maybe this is Southern California's answer to NEGATIVLAND? The guy I got it from is dead and I can't ask him.
Does anybody know the Abscess dances out there?
"I do!"
Well I want you all to come up and start dancing please, because this is...this is just such a danceable song. This is serious. OK, it's a serious song. It's a serious dance song. It's a love song. It's a beer song. Its...it's four songs in one!
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