An xxjfg archive for posts featuring throbbing gristle.
Given our name, it’s no secret that we gorge on electronic sound, be it discomforting or transcendent. Guttural or sublime. We’re forever wary of confirmation bias but this year does seem to have seen wave upon wave of synth based music. Not just music that features a synth but music that’s built around the synth, great…
We stare aghast at the dynamics of nerd media convergence, and in particular a modern zombiggedon that has not managed, over several years of rotten meat barrage and hick vernacular, to produce a single moment worth a footnote in the original opus of Master Romero (the exception being Left 4 Dead and its sequel). Or…
Yes, now that’s a quote by Vin Diesel, there. In was in el Prado in Madrid last week, lost in the carnival of the Goya, the Bosch and the Brueghel, the latter’s ‘Triumph of Death’ puts to shame all feeble attempts to shock and shlock as deployed by the total loser torture porn movement, now…
Reading Drew Daniels’ contribution to the 33 1/3 series about 20 Jazz Funk Greats has made me hungrier for the Gristle, at all levels, the band are not so much dissected as teased into revealing their secrets, songs not displayed in the cold table of the deconstructionist butcher but beheld between admiration and doubt as…
Throbbing Gristle – Hot on the heels of love September 1979 produced something odd and less difficult to digest than previous gristly. Perhaps more Chris and Cosey than Genesis. A hypnotic electronic Love to Love you, was this the inspiration for Lil Louis – French Kiss? It sounds similar to being tied up, blindfolded and…