Nurse With Wound - Chance Meeting On A Dissecting Table Of A Sewing Machine And An Umbrella

Well, Biba Kopf once wrote - "who said music had to be nice"?

Even Sounds Magazine were enthusiastic enough to give it five question marks for an unusual review... so, why shouldn't you - an open-minded listener give it a chance (meeting)?

It doesn't matter if it's a dissecting table, a sewing machine or an umbrella - a stunning hardcore it is.

Three themes, clocked well over 40 minutes or so, is nothing but an aural nonsense to conservative ears. But if you scratch beneath the surface, 'Chance Meeting' occurs with free improvisation that easily fits into a fetish silent film or is a weird reinterpretation of Ella Fitzgerald's legendary scat singing.

There are plenty of associations to this - it's all up to your imagination.

Albeit suggesting spooky imagery, the grotesque of 'Two Mock Constructions', 'Six Buttons of Sex Appeal' and 'Blank Capsules Of Embroidered Cellophane' offer typically dark humorous atmosphere; absurd electric guitars sliding in and out of focus with a claustrophobic drone, echo delays and uneasy synthdrum frenzy plus occasional vocals beyond particular description, all vouch for a stunning sound painting!

This compact disc edition is somewhat rare for replicating the original lp - like many early Nurse cd releases from the 90s. Yet I must object how exaggerating the price for a piece of plastic with surrealist music can be. Those interested in buying this particular edition should have in mind, 'Chance Meeting' and the like is a bit of a tricky affair! Once pressed by pdo pressing plant, this cd edition fell prey to the infamous disc rot. Sellers should be reasonable and not mindless profiteers overpricing this one alone up to $ 90.00 while selling a potentially dissolving compact disc.

The first Nurse with Wound album, and a true oddity. Steven Stapleton was apparently offered some free studio time one weekend, and immediately called his record collecting buddies John Fothergill and Pathak Heman (sp?), persuading them to buy some instruments - none of them had played music before. The person who offered them the studio asked if he could play a little lead guitar over their "songs " and they couldn't really refuse, hence the slightly santana esque flourishes over huge cacophonous slabs of chaos. Some of it is a bit unlistenable, but it has that rare feeling of improvised magic happening, and is quite interesting in that respect.

Stapleton added an S&M cover design, and hey presto, it was an unlikely hit!