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farmersmanual

fsck

CD - reissue of Tray 2

Barcode No.: 5027803040120

 

Reviews:

 

VITAL (The Netherlands):

 

"This is the second release by Tray and again we welcome Farmers Manual. The first 12" was a weird drum & bass track backed by a likewise weird hard-chill track. Indexed with 99 points this is an extension of that 12". Weird tracks, owing in some ways to d&b as much as it does to industrial music. If I say a lot of this sounds fucked, believe me this is truly fucked. The more accessible (if that is an appropiate word in this context) are in the beginning of the CD, but it gradually grows noiser and weirder throughout. The noisy bits and pieces at the end are suitable for random play or looping mode. Again fun for home-DJs (as you would be thrown at outof the club if you play this on the dance floor) and bedroom composers. Industrial music for the digital generation!" (FdW)

 

Urbansounds (US.net)

 

"It's perhaps redundant to say that Farmer's Manual, one of the most active of the Austrian Mego label's stable of artists, is just a bit off. Mego have made an identity campaign out of offness, with snide, off-kilter emaciations of electronica raising mistakes and studio tongue-slips to the level of technique. While maybe not the weirdest of Mego's artists, Farmers Manual have been most fastidious in their attacks on discreet genres, roping in electro, techno, ambient, and, with much of fsck, drum'n'bass for pissy, dirt-smeared reworkings that have, apparently, never heard the word "sacred."

 

It's probably misleading to mention genre at all, however, since fsck (like the group's other recordings) bears really only a superficial resemblance to the focus of its lampoons: this music comes literally nowhere near either the dancefloor or the laboratory, ditching both lycra and whitecoat for a naked run through suburban shopping malls or luxury car dealerships. In other words, it doesn't make much musical sense at all, which is also part of its appeal; fsck, while not Mego product proper (it was released on Ash International sublabelTray), is just as wily and perturbed as the group's debut, No Backup, and will appeal to fans of that recording regardless of the fact the two albums' points of departure lie often chasms apart. Oh, and the last 82 tracks (most capping at 2-3 seconds) resemble something like the dying throws of a beyond-useless dot matrix printer, with the final five minutes a skipping choke of fuzz and line noise. Par for the course, then. Rating: 7.5 "

 

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