THROBBING GRISTLE - UNITED / ZYKLON B ZOMBIE @ 45

 

Issued 45 years ago this month is the debut single from Throbbing Gristle, United b/w Zyklon B Zombie, which was released in May of 1978. After coming out of the gates with a murky slurry of sonic despair for their debut LP, TG being ever the contrarians, felt it was necessary to demonstrate they were capable of knocking together a catchy pop song, despite any perceived musical limitations. The result was United, what appears to be a “love song” on the surface, although upon closer inspection, TG still managed to subvert the genre by bringing in allusions to obsession, identity confusion and occult references to Aleister Crowley’s Book of the Law. These sing-song musings sit atop a minimal yet catchy synth & drum machine rhythm, accented by occasional slashes of discordant guitar. But the mayhem is kept to a bare minimum with the results being what critic Jon Savage classified as the first “electropop” song. This respite from madness is short-lived, however, as the B-side returns the listener to the ravages of unfettered TG noise, this time focused on the subject of Nazi death camp poison gas, Zykon B. The single’s sleeve depicts an innocuous looking apartment complex and row of garages with an inset of some bare crossed limbs for the A-side, while the B-side shows Chris Carter in the shower with an inset of gas canisters sporting the label “Giftgas” and what looks strangely like a Psychic cross, albeit some years before Genesis would use a similar symbol for Psychic TV, his post TG project.

THROBBING GRISTLE - TG24 @ 20

 

Celebrating its 20th anniversary today is the CD reissue box set by Throbbing Gristle, TG24.  It was a completely remastered collection of live TG performances covering the period from their first appearance on July 6th, 1976, at the Air Gallery, to their Goldsmith College performance on March 13th, 1980.

Originally, in 1980, TG released a limited run of cassette box sets called 24 Hours of Throbbing Gristle.  The set included live recordings of their first 25 performances (IRC 03 contained two short shows, one per side).  The set also included two additional tapes of radio interviews, a personalized collage and group photographs.  This was all packaged in a black attache case.  These editions were hand duplicated using facilities at Industrial Records studio, therefore the number of editions issued was extremely limited.  Individual editions of some select live shows from this set were later sold separately by Industrial Records, as well as being licensed to other labels or bootlegged to create various live LP releases over the years. 

Sometime after the turn of the new millennia, Mute Records began negotiating with TG to remaster and reissue their back catalog, which included discussions of their live recording archive.  Eventually, a decision was made to reconstruct the 24 Hrs box set as a deluxe CD limited edition.  The process for doing this meant spending months trying to source the best possible versions of the original recordings which could be obtained, rummaging through the archives of all four band members.  TG recorded all their live performances on regular stereo cassettes, rather than reel-to-reel, some of which were in less than ideal condition by the time Chris Carter got around to trying to identify suitable versions to use for remastering.  In some cases, tapes were damaged and, in others, the actual recording had some technical issues which necessitated seeking out alternates.  For some performances, multiple simultaneous recordings were made.  One may have been direct from the mixing board while the other may have been an open mic recording to capture the sound in the audience.  The members of TG reviewed all alternative recordings to determine which version best captured the show and then selected that, even if it may have been of somewhat lesser quality, technically.  For the mastering Chris only employed minimal processing to adjust some output levels, though avoided using any compression.  Some digital noise reduction was employed in select recordings when the noise level was deemed distracting, but some noise was left in as its removal made the recording sound artificially “clean”.

During the process of putting the set together, Chris Carter initially gave up on including IRC-26 (Scala Cinema) because of insurmountable technical issues.  The ion generator used during TG’s live shows had a habit of discharging unexpectedly at times, throwing off sparks, and was so intense at this particular performance that it effected the cassette deck, ruining the second side of the tape with electronic interference.  An alternative show, IRC29 was selected to substitute.   The set of 24 CDs was already duplicated & packaged when the original master cassette was finally unearthed and found to have minimal issues with the recording.  An additional CD was then rushed into production so that the set ended up coming with a bonus 25th CD, added at the last minute. 

For the packaging of the CD edition, a special cloth bound box was created and embossed with the TG24 logo on the top.  Inside, along with the CDs - each of which was packaged in cardboard slip cases with printed graphics, the set included a large wax sealed envelope.  This was packed with an Industrial News magazine, numerous postcards, photos, badges and patches.  An authentication card was also included and signed by all four band members.  To launch the CDs, Mute set up a special art exhibit of TG memorabilia in a London gallery.  The exhibit featured such items as the original TG designer camouflage uniforms, custom audio equipment like Chris Carter’s “Gristlizer” sound processors and Sleazy’s cassette based “sampler” mini keyboard, along with press cuttings, posters and photographs.

Getting my hands on a copy of this set was one of the big WOW moments of my days of indulging in collectible musical products.  It was rather overwhelming to be suddenly in possession of so much TG music, much of which was completely unfamiliar to me.  Their live shows were never repetitive.  Certainly, as the group matured, some pieces found themselves performed live more than once, but they never sounded the same from show to show. For the most part, each performance from each show was its own entity.  Working through them all for an initial listen was a process that took a couple of weeks of exploring, usually one CD per day, if possible.  Live TG is not an “easy listening” experience, even in their “nicest” of incarnations.  Even with Chris’ remastering, the recordings were still sourced from cassettes, sometimes recorded off a mixing board and sometimes recorded using a binaural microphone system (the infamous “head” on a mic stand in the audience you can see in some TG live photos).  As such, the sound can be harsh, distorted and piercing, so you have to be in a certain state of mind to be able to appreciate what’s there.  Sometimes a TG show can seem like a pot just sitting there simmering on the stove with no real sense of anything happening.  Then, without warning, the BEAST can awaken and start tearing your ears apart.  You can be bored one minute and enthralled the next.  TG live was always like a conjuration of some kind of trans-dimensional entity breaking through with it’s Lovecraftian tentacles grasping at the audience’s perceptions.  Sometimes the spell worked, sometimes it didn’t or lasted only for a brief moment before dispersing.  But that was the magic of it all.

I don’t have the physical version of this set anymore, but I scanned and photographed it all and have digital files of all the audio.  I had to sell it off when money was tight and costs of living took precedence.  But it was a treasure while I had it and I tried to make sure it went to a good home when I did part with it.  I can’t think of many other groups who could release something like this and make it seem essential rather than self-indulgence.  A year after its release, a companion matching box set was issued to collect the remaining 10 live shows TG performed before their 1981 termination after their San Francisco final show.  The two boxes sure looked nice together and I’ll always be happy I had them in my home for the years they were here.

Creating this box set would not only revive interest for fans of TG, it also proved to be a catalyst for the group to reform not long after its release.  The process of putting the set together had managed to thaw the ice which had been long built up between certain members and, though some issues would remain contentious between them, the group did manage to enter into a highly productive second life until December of 2010, when Gen packed it in after their last live show in London and Sleazy passing beyond the veil shortly thereafter.

THE SECOND ANNUAL REPORT OF THROBBING GRISTLE @ 45

 

Forty five years ago this month, in November of 1977, The Second Annual Report of Throbbing Gristle hit the record shops in the UK in its first edition of exactly 785 copies. Independently released by the band’s own imprint, Industrial Records, the run was precisely how much they could afford to press with their limited, self financed budget. It was the first major release from Industrial Records and would become the cornerstone for an entirely new genre of popular music.

TG had been bubbling up from the basement of their “Death Factory” at 10 Martello Rd. in Hackney for about two years before the album was released, mutating out of the carcass of COUM Transmissions, a multimedia transgressive performance art collective which had been operating since 1969. After being essentially chased out of their home town of Hull by local authorities, Genesis P-Orridge and Cosey Fanni Tutti managed to pull in fellow pervert, Hipgnosis photographer/designer Peter “Sleazy” Christopherson, and electronics wizard, Chris Carter, to complete the TG lineup before the end of 1975. After spending endless hours reinventing sound in their makeshift studio, the group began to perform live in 1976, kicking off their notoriety with the infamous Prostitution show at the ICA, which triggered off debate in the British parliament regarding the use of public funds for the arts. This also garnered them the infamous “wreckers of civilization” condemnation from one of the MPs.

Prior to the release of the album, a few cassette compilations were hand copied and unofficially circulated among friends until the group felt they’d got something worthy of pressing on vinyl. Side one of the album would mostly consist of extracts from four of their recent live performances, which had been recorded on stereo cassette. These would be edited together on 2 track reel-to-reel and augmented by a couple of studio tidbits. The side would end with a DJ from one of the live shows scolding the audience for their bad behavior. The second side of the album would consist of a single composition, the soundtrack to the COUM film, After Cease to Exist, recorded on 4 track reel-to-reel. The overall sound of the album ended up being a bubbling cauldron of murky noise, news radio & surveillance sound fragments and distorted vocals from Gen about things like Manson family style murdering as exemplified by a graphic description of a pregnant woman having her baby cut out of her belly. It was the ambience of dead factories and deserted streets mixed with images of suburban nightmares and it was deliberately as far away from the influence of American style blues and jazz as you could possibly conceive. Despite this, the group, on stage, still affected a kind of “rock band” configuration, using heavily processed, ineptly played guitar and bass, though without a drummer and accompanied by home made synths & electronics. The whole shebang was further processed through Chris’ custom made sound processors, the “Gristleizer”, giving it all a distinctly garbled modulation.

The album was presented in a plain white sleeve with a printed b&w sheet glued to the back containing a small photograph of the band and an extensive text detailing the product and its purpose. It was presented like a dry, clinical research paper from a soulless corporation of no particular distinction. Inside was included a long questionnaire which encouraged purchasers of the LP to complete and return to Industrial Records by mail. It was a tactical ploy to help the group establish both a kind of “fan club” correspondence and to develop internal data regarding their followers. The entire operation was quite brilliantly conceived to both parody corporate methodologies while leveraging their practical value for the groups own purposes.

Surprisingly, the LP quickly sold out and garnered some very favorable reviews, which took the group by surprise and brought them a level of credibility they’d not anticipated. The funds from the sale of the album were returned directly back into Industrial Records and used to finance further productions of records and singles. The master tapes for the first album were turned over to the founders of Fetish Records to use as a means of establishing their label. Fetish reissued the LP in a few different editions, including one where the record was remastered backwards and side two included an inadvertent addition to the audio in the form of some barely audible chamber music, which had been on a tape used for the remastering, but which was not properly erased and bled through the After Cease To Exist audio.

That particular backwards/chamber music version of the LP ended up being the record by TG which caused me to have my “epiphany” in terms of recognizing the importance of this music. It was on a night in December of 1984 when a friend and I dropped blotter acid called “Flash” (complete with a lightning bolt print on the tab) and listened to that album. It was during that experience when I comprehended that TG had done something much more fundamental than gone “primitive” with their music. They’d actually gone back into the DNA of sound itself and recombined it into something entirely new. Not that there weren’t precedents to this music prior to TG. The German experimental scene of the early 1970s had produced similar sounding recordings, but TG had identified something additional in terms of both the means of performing and the conceptual potential inherent therein. TG had created an entire methodology of presentation and packaging, as well as the use of transgressive, “taboo” subject matter. They devised a system of delivery which was constantly able to re-calibrate itself and apply contradictory juxtapositions in order to avoid any sense of predictability. Whatever the tangent, as soon as it was perceived as becoming “expected”, they’d swap things around and deliver something which seemed to oppose what went before.

As a foundational document, The Second Annual Report of Throbbing Gristle stands as one of the most vitally revolutionary musical artifacts to come along in the latter half of the 20th century. It utterly changed the way I perceive sound and how I approach the creation and performance of “music”.

COUM TRANSMISSIONS | THROBBING GRISTLE - PROSTITUTION AT THE ICA @ 45

 

45 years ago today, on October 18th, 1976, The ICA (Institute of Contemporary Arts) in London England hosted the opening night of the infamous Prostitution exhibition by COUM Transmissions. Not only was this the culmination of the efforts of this transgressive multimedia arts collective, it was the official debut of their new alter-ego, Throbbing Gristle. In addition to the performance by TG, the exhibition included a series of framed pornographic images culled from member Cosey Fanni Tutti’s work in the adult publishing world, sculptures incorporating used female hygiene products and a burlesque performer.

Because of the use of public arts funding and its presentation in a government funded gallery, the press quickly took note of the exhibition’s controversial contents and started spinning a media frenzy around it, the likes of which was only surpassed just over a month later when the Sex Pistols swore a blue streak on British tea time TV. The public outrage over the show resulted in it being debated in the UK parliament where Tory MP Nicholas Fairbairn famously referred to the group as “wreckers of civilization” adding, "IT'S A SICKENING OUTRAGE! Sadistic! Obscene! Evil! The Arts Council must be scrapped after this!" In true meta-media form, COUM incorporated the show’s incendiary coverage into the exhibit by creating an evolving display of all the press cuttings published during the week the show was running.

As far as the career of COUM Transmissions was concerned, Prostitution is often considered the swan song of the art troupe, though a couple of minor actions & exhibits were undertaken afterwards. But for all practical purposes, the focus of the members shifted decisively to the activities of the new Throbbing Gristle project after this event. In retrospect, the ICA show was the perfect summary of COUM’s explorations of contemporary sexuality and cultural taboos. Cosey’s work as a professional pornographic model was central to this conception as she was able to work from the inside of the industry, clandestinely examining it and how sexual representation is manipulated by the media, even as it simultaneously stands in judgment against the so-called perversions represented by these illicit materials. The contradiction of availability and prohibition formed an essential dynamic in terms of how the materials were presented. The framed images, which had been intended to be openly displayed on the wall, had to be hidden away in a back room because of censorship so that people had to request to see them privately and flip through the works because they were not allowed to be shown openly in the gallery.

TG’s “debut” was, in fact, not the group’s first public appearance. They’d done something of a “soft launch” at a couple of brief shows in July and August of that year where they tested their legs a bit before the official launch of the group on October 18th. While the earlier shows offered up a somewhat tentative version of TG, the ICA show presented them in a completely realized form, fully prepared to confront a dazed audience who were hit with a sound and substance which subverted the structure of a “rock group” into a new kind of entity. They used familiar signifiers in a way which deconstructed the essence of the music. There was no drummer, the guitarist didn’t know how to play, nor really did anyone, though Chris at least had some mastery of the electronics which gave TG its signature sound. Where early COUM’s dalliances with music had been more acoustic based and akin to “hippy” freestyle jamming, TG offered up an electrified sound that, while bereft of any traditional musical technique, seemed laser focused on some as-yet undetermined objective. Genesis began the show with a desolate noise behind him while he described the post-industrial wasteland of the modern urban world, dog barking in the distance of a bleak landscape of alienation and anxiety. This was the moment when “Industrial Music for Industrial People” was born.

The aftermath of this exhibit left a lot of questions in the minds of the public and the press and it remains one of the most infamous and controversial shows ever put on by the ICA. Though COUM and TG were questionable at the time, they’ve since been recognized as creative pioneers with archives of their work officially acquired by by the gallery in recent years. They’ve also done retrospectives of the Prostitution show, including a 2016 40th anniversary presentation featuring readings by Cosey Fanni Tutti.

It’s far more difficult these days for artists to generate controversy and outrage to the extent that was possible back then. The public and the art world are much more jaded and familiar with attempts at transgression and these efforts usually come off as desperate pleas for attention rather than efforts to change the way people think or perceive their world. COUM & TG were equipped with a serious arsenal of cultural weaponry when they instigated these works, fortified by years of exploration and experimentation and an intent to impact the way people perceive and interpret the world. It wasn’t merely “shock value” self-indulgence, like so many who came in their wake. As such, there’s still a great deal that can be learned from their works and the artifacts to be found in their aftermath.

THROBBING GRISTLE - GREATEST HITS @ 40

 

Forty years ago this month, in October of 1981, Throbbing Gristle released the capstone of their brief yet confrontational career, Greatest Hits - Entertainment Though Pain. It’s a compilation of some of their most notorious music, including some non-album singles, intended to offer the curious a convenient though subversive introduction to these “wreckers of civilization”.

The album, like 20 Jazz Funk Greats, trades on deception right on its cover, while also paying tribute to one of the band’s most surprising influences, Martin Deny, who’s music often closed TG’s live performances and served as inspiration for more than one composition. The front is a direct parody of his ‘50s Exotica covers with Cosey filling in as the model with bamboo curtains draped in the background. The back cover offers the band photo, again all looking super friendly and fun, just like 20-JFG. This image sits next to a hype essay courtesy of Claude Bessy, who expounds upon the mysteries and marvels of our heroes. It’s a perversely rambling attempt to make sense of the band’s career in the wake of the recent “termination” of their “mission”. It’s suitably obtuse and does a good job of elucidating at the same time as intensifying their mystique.

Inside, the album does its best to touch all the bases covered over the course of the band’s 5 years of activity. It’s mostly kept to the more accessible tracks like Hot On the Heels of Love, but you get a bit of the edge thrown in for good measure with tracks like Subhuman & Hamburger Lady. Ultimately, it does what it says on the tin and gives the novice TG listener a handy gateway into their demented and demanding world with just enough cushion to soften the harder blows while twigging the imaginations of the adventurous to want to poke around for something more.

WILLIAM S. BURROUGHS - NOTHING HERE NOW BUT THE RECORDINGS @ 40

 

Released in May of 1981 by Throbbing Gristle’s Industrial Records label, William S. Burroughs’ Nothing Here Now but the Recordings is celebrating its 40th anniversary this month. Its release was the first time any of his audio tape experiments were ever made available to the public. Its origin was the result of years of friendship and encouragement to share this material with the world.

Sometime around 1973, Genesis P-Orridge was browsing the classified ads in the underground art magazine, FILE, and happened upon an ad from William S. Burroughs requesting images of “camouflage for 1984” with a London address for correspondence. Genesis had been a fan of Burroughs for some time and couldn’t believer he’d actually publish his real address, so he took the chance to write a tersely worded prank letter to him and duly received a response with an invitation to come down to London and visit him sometime. The invitation was accepted and Genesis made the trip from Hull to London and began a friendship with Burroughs that would last until the senior author’s death.

During their frequent conversations, Gen became acquainted with the “cut-up” technique pioneered by Burroughs’ close friend, Brion Gysin. Burroughs often mentioned the tape experiments he’d done using the process, but P-Orridge never got a chance to hear any of the actual recordings. This wasn’t for lack of interest as Gen repeatedly asked if he could hear them and it took seven years of nagging before Burroughs finally relented and allowed Gen to have at these neglected gems. Burroughs handed over boxes of old cassettes and reel-to-reel tapes, unmarked and unorganized, with the instruction that Gen should catalogue them all.

Gen and Peter Christopherson then spent months slogging through these tapes, diligently typing out logs for every snippet and segment, from Moroccan music to Bill talking to TV sounds, all messed with via editing, stop/start recording or manually spooling tape on the recorder to modulate the speed. They worked hour after hour, all the while carefully noting various bits and pieces that had some sense of significance or resonance or which offered particularly effective examples of the cut-up or other processing technique being explored. Eventually these were paired down to enough to fill a full length LP, transferred to mastering tape and a finished record was cut. The sleeve was created by Christopherson, who was very familiar with LP cover design thanks to his involvement with the Hipgnosis design house.

At the time of its release, Burroughs was rather a forgotten figure in the underground. Most of his books were well out of print and only a few people like P-Orridge cared much about what he’d done. While this album wasn’t a massive seller, it certainly was key in igniting the modern interest in Burroughs’ works and also helped give “Uncle Bill” a proper entry into the world of being a recording artist. There had been a couple of records of him doing the odd reading over the years, but the exposure from the Industrial release coincided with the advent of sampling technology, something which would make Burroughs a popular source for numerous recording artists. As the 1980s progressed, people like Adrian Sherwood and Bill Laswell would incorporate Bill’s distinctive voice into numerous recording projects. It wasn’t uncommon for club goers in the hipper haunts to find themselves busting a move while some Burroughs quote seeped in under the beat. His dystopian perversions made perfect embellishments to the doom disco of the day. All of that started with Nothing Here Now but the Recordings. It was the flashpoint for a career revival which would make him an essential component of the counterculture of the past 40 years.