Nurse With Wound ‎– The Sylvie And Babs Hi-Fi Companion

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LAY 15 Nurse With Wound The Sylvie And Babs Hi-Fi Companion(LP, Album, DMM) L.A.Y.L.A.H. Antirecords LAY 15 Belgium 1985 Sell This Version
LAY 15 Nurse With Wound The Sylvie And Babs Hi-Fi Companion(LP, Album, RE, RM) L.A.Y.L.A.H. Antirecords LAY 15 Belgium 1985 Sell This Version
LAY 15 Nurse With Wound The Sylvie And Babs Hi-Fi Companion(LP, TP) L.A.Y.L.A.H. Antirecords LAY 15 Belgium 1985 Sell This Version
UDT12 Nurse With Wound The Sylvie And Babs Hi-Fi Companion(Cass, Album, C48) United Dairies UDT12 UK 1987 Sell This Version
UDT12 Nurse With Wound The Sylvie And Babs Hi-Fi Companion(Cass, Album, RE, C48) United Dairies, RRRecords UDT12 US 1987 Sell This Version
LAYCD15, LAY 15 Nurse With Wound The Sylvie And Babs Hi-Fi Companion(CD, Album, RE) L.A.Y.L.A.H. Antirecords, L.A.Y.L.A.H. Antirecords LAYCD15, LAY 15 Belgium 1988 Sell This Version
LAY 15 Nurse With Wound The Sylvie And Babs Hi-Fi Companion(LP, TP) L.A.Y.L.A.H. Antirecords LAY 15 Belgium 1988 Sell This Version
UD 072CD Nurse With Wound The Sylvie And Babs Hi-Fi Companion(CD, Album, RE) United Dairies UD 072CD UK 1995 Sell This Version
DPROMDCD113 Nurse With Wound The Sylvie And Babs Hi-Fi Companion(CD, Album, RE, RM + CD, Comp, RM) United Dirter DPROMDCD113 UK 2015 Sell This Version
UD 072CD Nurse With Wound The Sylvie And Babs Hi-Fi Companion(CD, Album, RE, RP) United Dairies UD 072CD UK Unknown Sell This Version
UD 072CD Nurse With Wound The Sylvie And Babs Hi-Fi Companion(CD, Album, RE, RP) United Dairies UD 072CD UK Unknown Sell This Version

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FemmaGenton

FemmaGenton

September 26, 2018
referencing The Sylvie And Babs Hi-Fi Companion, CD, Album, RE, UD 072CD

Since gaining full control of the Nurse With Wound name, Steven Stapleton started to include brief snippets of humour into his largely sinister sound collages: the occasional daft vocalisation here, a bit of out of place oompah band there. These acted largely as moments of respite from the bleakness, reflecting the love of surrealism that inspired Stapleton from the start. For the full-length follow up to the much-lauded Homotopy to Marie, then, he decided to make an entire album dedicated to this kind of whimsy.

Oompah bands are very much the order of the day here, with tubas rom-pom-pomming all over the place. Elsewhere, cheesy organs glide by as smooth-voiced crooners sing easy-listening love songs. None of these musical elements fit each other, and are overlaid almost at random. Stapleton originally intended the album to be entirely plunderphonic in nature, but in the studio couldn't resist creating a racket, with various drones, hums, crashes and yelps being clearly from the hands of Steven and his various friends (a huge cast of collaborators appears on the sleeve in the guise of the Murray Fontana orchestra, including past members John Fothergill and Jim Thirwell, while at least one member - John Balance - doesn't even appear on the album itself).

Most of the original sounds are completely intentionally daft in themselves: wobbling pitch-shifted voices, shorting pig-impressions (placed midway through a jazz track), David Tibet being offended by someone turning down his offer for squelching, people coughing and laughing, a slow drum loop that marches on regardless throughout the second side, despite countless interruptions. These, when cut together with the various slabs of easy listening music, result in something entirely manic: a sped-up jazz track returns numerous times; a pneumatic drill cuts in at the most unexpected of moments; a pantomime 'danger' motif played by a tuba (you'll know what I mean when you hear it) pops up when you least expect it; 'The Monster Mash' appears out of the blue. The whole thing plays out like an episode of The Goon Show without a script.

To top things off, there's next to no reference to Nurse With Wound, other than on the spine of CD editions. Instead, the album is credited the glamorous titular cover stars, backed by The Murray Fontana Orchestra. The track titles are 'You Walrus Hurt the One You Love' and 'Great Balls of Fur'. The booklet features a newspaper cutting about a 19 year old Stapleton stealing records from HMV and Virgin.

Steven doesn't rate the album as a success, and although the second side does run out of steam about halfway through, it's fair to say he's being too hard on himself. If your sense of humour treads close to whimsy, absurdity, or finding fart noises funny, you'll probably find a lot to love here. If your sense of humour doesn't come close, you've grown up way too much and need to fix that as soon as possible.
93wergo

93wergo

April 26, 2016
referencing The Sylvie And Babs Hi-Fi Companion, CD, Album, RE, LAYCD15, LAY 15

Despite the claim, the actual contents of the disc are not the 1988 remix, but actually the 1985 original mix.
gparker777

gparker777

June 27, 2015
referencing The Sylvie And Babs Hi-Fi Companion, Cass, Album, C48, UDT12
Which remix does this tape follow (if any)?
gparker777

gparker777

June 26, 2015
referencing The Sylvie And Babs Hi-Fi Companion, Cass, Album, RE, C48, UDT12
Is the Cassette release the same mix as either of the LP editions or different again (as the tape releases so often are for NWW on UDT)?
AWW

AWW

June 26, 2015
edited over 3 years ago
referencing The Sylvie And Babs Hi-Fi Companion, CD, Album, RE, RM + CD, Comp, RM, DPROMDCD113

Guten Abend, bon soir, Wie geht's? Comment ca va? Do you feel good? CD2 is a dream I had or have and am guaranteed to have again now I have it on CD to play anytime night or day awake or asleep. So many nice times are incorporated into this CD2 and it induces laugh out loud moments by just being fun in its manipulation of the sounds rather than the samples themselves being of a comic nature. There are songs without words and instruments. Sally Bowles calls around, we have tea, she is so rude, or at least her friends are, she is funny and seductive, I like when she calls, it is always pleasant and inspiring too. She makes me remember I forget most of my dreams, I am usually left with just a feeling, the same for this CD2 and I cannot wait to go back again into it, but should I become too familiar and jaded, what then, how often is it OK to visit without it over staying its welcome. Time will indeed tell, but by then it will be too late. CD1 is still waiting on a shelf with plants and books and "qXn94..." and some string and a safety pin and the compulsory dust and an upturned still fly, unfly if you will. There is also a fresh cutting off a money plant that I do not believe will make it through the summer, what is it, little water and out of direct sun light or more stop playing noise to it too loud or digress it occasionally but not rarely. CD2 is a perfect companion for the last three NWW&GB albums, like a Sally Bowels, everyone is wearing trumpets but only she has a levity chicken and levitating eggs full of audiences all shakin shakin rat a tat all looking a tat for a parade to join and mambo through the centre perpendicular curling arched back in on oneself spiral at tat. This CD2 has stand out tracks that I remember while watching Top of the Pops as a kid in the 70’s and 80’s and wishing they were played back then and ever since dreaming and now I am listening to those dreams while awake years later and released years later all this now coming together in stuff. Neat. Recommended listening indeed. Good-buy everybody, bye now.
intransitive

intransitive

September 17, 2011
referencing The Sylvie And Babs Hi-Fi Companion, LP, Album, DMM, LAY 15
NWW generally gets pegged as "difficult" or "dark", but this one (my favorite) is hilarious. Like seriously laugh-out-loud, with actual jokes in it. A dense collage that seems to reference schmaltzy lounge and easy-listening records. Quick language fragments punctuate the juxtaposed swing melodies and LP skips, grounding it all in a recognizable absurd humor that makes this one of the most accessible platters in the NWW catalog. Someone (Foetus?) croons a few bars of a mangled classic, someone else suggests an absurd phrase to be used as a title, and someone somewhere howls and laughs... the tense and strange atmosphere is so carefully constructed that each new listen reveals more action bubbling beneath. In that sense, it's on par with "Trout Mask Replica", "The Lighthouse", or "Don't Crush That Dwarf, Hand Me the Pliers" on sheer amount-of-information-per-minute.