Spencer is playing with Damo Suzuki again, tonight in Newcastle, last night here in Sydney, last weekend in Melbourne. This time round Gareth Liddiard from The Drones joined them onstage to add some noise. I was thinking of writing something about it but then I remembered I am lazy.
Here's something I wrote last time Damo was in town, or maybe it was the time before that. I can't remember because my memory is also lazy.
Here's something I wrote last time Damo was in town, or maybe it was the time before that. I can't remember because my memory is also lazy.
This weekend wasn’t my first time standing in front of Damo
Suzuki. I once started a review of Damo Suzuki with The Holy Soul like this: “Damo
Suzuki is committed to the emitting of sound. He spares nothing, throwing his
whole self into the grand wordlessness of Damo Suzuki's Network experience. He
dances like a one-sided Axl Rose, hands gripping the microphone, long hair
hanging in dusty curtains. Suzuki is enigmatic yet humble, as though the music
moves involuntarily through his body.”
The time before that I wrote this: “Damo Suzuki, with The Holy Soul walked onto
stage set up their equipment and cracked open my ribs one at a time until the
noise broke like an ocean. I hear that the Melbourne gig was a quiet affair but
in Sydney the rock escaped and raged round inside the big room at The Annandale
until even Spencer was dancing on stage. I was standing in the crowd cracked wide
open and pulsing like a bird on a wire.”
I thought those paragraphs were quite
good really but now that I’ve seen Damo Suzuki one more time I’d like to say
also this. Some seemed to be having a religious experience, swaying with
transfixed eyes like the whole rest of the world had vanished. Some of them
were dancing, throwing shoulders were arms should be, recklessly abandoning the
usual structure of ankles before knees. Bass player Sam Worrad was magnificent,
a structure for the others to hang off. Suzuki was wild, frenetic, but the band
more than went with him. I’ll say this one more time for the dummies, The Holy
Soul are Sydney’s best band. Go and see them.
Just in case you don’t already know Damo
Suzuki is a legend. He’s been playing music since the 1960’s when he was just
wandering around Europe busking. During the 1970’s he was the frontman of Can,
an experimental rock band that is largely recognized as one of the first
Krautrock bands.
Suzuki and Can have been namechecked by name by
billions of bands as an influence. Bands like Suicide, David Bowie, Talking Heads, The Fall, Public Image Ltd., Siouxsie and the Banshees, Joy Division, The Stone Roses, Talk
Talk Primal
Scream have cited Can as an influence. Brian
Eno made a short film in tribute to Can, while John Frusciante of the Red Hot Chili Peppers appeared at the Echo
Awards ceremony, at which Can were awarded the most prestigious music award in
Germany. The
Fall even have a song titled ‘I Am Damo Suzuki’.
It used to be difficult to catch Suzuki live, he’ll blow
through town once a year, at best. Happily for us enigmatic record shop owner
Chris Sammut of Repressed Records has started his own label.
Repressed’s first
release is Dead Man Gets No 2nd Chance, a live recording of Damo
Suzuki with The Holy Soul, Dan Luscombe on kyes (from The Drones) and
electronic artist Peter Newman on laptop. Recorded live at The Toff in Town in
2008 this album thankfully captures the live experience. It is good to evidence
that I wasn’t dreaming. Nice one Mr Sammut.
Dead Man Gets No 2nd Chance is out now through
Repressed Records, also available on itunes.
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