NURSE WITH WOUND: The Sylvie & Babs HI-FI COMPANION (NM) 1985
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Very good to Near Mint, COVER IS .Slight corner wear. VINYL IS NEAR IMMACULAE. collectible. Gate fold.  Very Hard to find this. Usually goes for $75-100.

Music: The Sylvie and Babs Hi-Fi Companion (Nurse with Wound)

By  Serdar  on November 11, 2003 3:00 PM | Permalink | Comments (1)

Having listened to a number of other Nurse with Wound records didn’t prepare me for the sheer outlandishness of Sylvie and Babs, widely touted as being one of the best NWW creations in the whole catalog. At the very least it was the most ambitious, requiring something like two and a half years of work and involving dozens of co-conspirators. The results are jarring even for existing NWW fans — perhaps doubly so for more recent converts rather than folks who have, so to speak, been with them from the beginning. “Stockhausen’s Hymnen on nitrous oxide” was one description; “K-Tel gone Dada” was how the record was described when it was still in progress — “one side being abstract, butchered versions of really famous hit records and the other is the ‘Beggar’s Opera’.”

For one thing, it’s easily the funniest record NWW ever made — that or the most flagrantly infuriating, openly designed to enrage and tickle the sensibilities of anyone no matter what their musical tastes. At one point the “Dragnet” theme starts playing, overlaid with barnyard noises, then speeding up until it approaches incoherence, then playing backwards at twenty times normal speed, then intercutting with random blops of sound from Broadway musicals, machinery, and vocal accidents courtesy of whoever was in the studio at the time ... then ending with a massively echoed guitar note and someone murmuring, “‘Wow’? Is that all you can say to my offer for squelching?” And that’s not even the weirdest part of the record.

The closest ancestor to Sylvie and Babs would probably be something like Frank Zappa’s Lumpy Gravy, where bits and pieces of this and that are all stitched together using radical and anarchic tape-editing. 




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