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    Dave PhillipsA Collection Of Curses

    Label:Blossoming Noise – BN019CD
    Format:
    CD, Compilation
    Country:US
    Released:
    Genre:Electronic
    Style:Musique Concrète, Experimental

    Tracklist

    1Justice Is An Artefact Of Custom
    2Cute (Edit)
    3Svinja
    4Gibbons
    5Malääng
    6Eat Beyond Taste And Sensation
    7(No Noise)
    8Incinerate The Stagnant
    9Never Ever Anything Bloody Ever
    10Pktpl
    11Subangft
    12Complainer
    13Why Hide
    14Whatever Comes From A Clear View Of The Situation
    15For The Nautilus Deconstruction
    16Untitled Excerpt From Etat Bruit
    17Zuri
    18Telephone
    19(Swissotic)
    20Ass-scent
    21Hole / Holy
    22Fog Scrub
    23Hermeneutics 4
    24Hermeneutics 18
    25Hermeneutics 15
    26Hermeneutics 55
    27Hermeneutics 47
    28Hermeneutics 7
    29Hermeneutics 34
    30Hermeneutics 35
    31Fartist
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    Notes

    A collection of compilation tracks and unreleased material. 2005, Dave Phillips for Schimpfluch Commune Int.
    Issued in Digipak.

    1: 2004. Released on "Cultural Mimicry Volume 1" comp CDr (Spirals of Involution, 2004).
    2: 2001. Previously unreleased.
    3: 2001. Released on "Nonexistence IEM #4" comp CD (IEM Magazine, 2003).
    4: 2004. Previously unreleased.
    5: 2002. To be released on "Respect The Insect" comp CD (Insofar Vapor Bulk, unreleased).
    6: 2002. Released on "Macska Leves" comp CD (Manufracture, 2003).
    7: 2001. Released on "No Noise" comp CD (Even Stilte, 2006).
    8: 2004. Previously unreleased
    9: 2001. Originally made for a compilation by RLE but not released until "Sampler Volume Two 2005" comp CDr (Entr'acte, 2005).
    10: 2001. Previously unreleased.
    11: 2003. Previously unreleased, from sessions for "IIIII".
    12: 1995, intro 2003. Previously unreleased.
    13: 2004. Released on 'Sampler Volume Two 2005" comp CDr (Entr'acte, 2005).
    14: 1997. Previously unreleased. From sessions for "III+".
    15: 1999/2005. Previously unreleased. Originally made for compilation tape by Recordings From The Summer. Edited version.
    16: 1995. Released as Sudden Infant on "Etat Bruit" comp 5x7" (Scrotum, 1996).
    17: 1995. Previously unreleased. From "Etat Bruit" sessions.
    18: 1994. Released on "Mail-Music" comp tape (Psychic Rally, 1994).
    19: 1995. Released on "Swissotic Commune Document" comp tape (Chocolate Monk, 1995).
    20: 2004. Previously unreleased.
    21: 2004. Released as MP3 by idealrecordings.com and as a 3"CDr (Entr'acte, 2005).
    22: 1999. Previously unreleased. Source material is Fear Of God's Erich and Osi talking.
    23-30: 2001-2002. Released on 'The Hermeneutics of Fear of God" rerelease CDr (ZAW, ????).
    31: 2005. Previously unreleased.

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    • Barcode (Sticker): 0837101246316

    Reviews

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    daspig
    Dave Phillips must really be a very sick man if he’s anything like his explorations into audio insanity, that are severed up here still twitching to unsuspecting listener. He mixes all manner of cut up sound, noise, unpleasant & sickly ambience, silence and almost silence. Then fires it all like a sound roller coaster ride into your mind. A collection of Curse is as it’s suggest a collection of track from diffrent times and places from 1994 to 2005, all brought into strange togetherness here. The thing that Mr Philips does that makes this all work and disturbing to such an extent is sudden left or right turns in sound, it will be dwelling in feast files sickly drone, before making you literal jump out of you skin by loud vomiting like sound. It’s the pure element of surprise and the general odd and sick inducing sounds on offer here, take for example eat beyond taste and sensations, which mixes gurgling vomit and farting sounds, waterworks tingle, metal toilet pipe bang, odd demented moans, animal sounds and all manner of sounds I’d rather not know the origins of, all making a a track that almost makes you feel your going to throw up your self. So really the tracks are either spit into odd cuts ups come bizarre rhythmic works outs or growing and disturbed ambience or a mixes of both camps -it’s the context and environments he puts the already disturbing sounds in that triples there effectiveness. One of the most disturbing and odd moments comes in the longest track here Hole/holy, which mixes low down bubble macabre synth tones, layers of female sexual moans, farting and burping sounds. It really almost becomes too much in the end, as the sounds seem to drill deeper into your mind, you start to worry for your sanity. One for fans of unnerving ambience or demented cut ups ala Andy Ortmann or Sudden Infant, where both of those artist seem to offer some light relief- Phillips is always complete serious in his attempts to disturbed and sicken the listener, really approach with caution and don’t eat before playing.
    (Roger Batty, Musique Machine)
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    daspig
    Dave Phillips is an integral cog in Switzerland’s Schimpfluch collective, a group dedicated to continuing the extremist traditions and aesthetics of the Viennese Actionists who rose to prominence during the 1960’s. The word Schimpfluch translates as ‘abuse’ in German, and there is undoubtedly a violent current worming its way through this collection of abstracts and outbursts which reach across the last decade of Phillips’s career. A Collection Of Curses is crammed full of phlegmatic gurgles, porcine grunts and the sounds of numerous intimate bodily functions - celebrations of animal nature, both theirs and ours. These are punctuated by eviscerating shards of noise and banshee screams that are equal to anything issued recently by Wolf Eyes and their ilk. The results are often unsettling, putting the spooks up anyone who listens too intently. It is the presence of the organic suffocating amidst the synthetic wreckage that truly makes the skin crawl.
    But it is on the homeward stretch, with ‘Fog Scrub” and the ‘Hermeneutics’ series, that the collection really hits its stride. Sourced from tracks by his old hardcore group, Fear Of God, Phillips teases and morphs the material into something even more brutal, creating the kind of blitzkrieg that brings to mind Bay Area train wreckers like Spazz, No Comment and San Diego’s almighty Crossed Out.
    (Spencer Grady, The Wire, March 2007)
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    daspig
    Sooo behind. Perhaps it’s an allergy, but Blossoming Noise’s consistently superior emissions release such a thick cloud of sonic ink that my senses swell and I find it impossible to arrange my thoughts for days at a time (I still have a Francisco Lopèz double disc to tackle from six months ago). This is a collection of curses, yes, but more so it is a collection of odds and ends from the decade starting 1995; the Swiss Phillips has previously worked as Fear of God and Ohne, dabbling in the dark arts of thrash and black metal, perfecting his vision as instigative noise sculptor. As one might expect from a collection by an artist of Phillips’ ilk, this disc is crammed to the 80 minute limit (give or take 20 seconds) with pieces from varied, mostly previously-released (though in this circle, not necessarily accessible) sources with only one ‘edit’ (what’s not to hate about an edit?). Though an archive, and despite the man’s healthy output, this is my general introduction to Phillips, so perhaps my impressions are poorly formed based on the age-defying nature of this album. Perhaps not. Like John Wiese, Dave Phillips makes ‘extreme’ computer music, crafting cartoonish sketches with organic and synthesized sounds, cut and placed in (seemingly) free-form arrangements that induce varied psychosomatic response in the listener. However, unlike Wiese who suffocates your ears with a relentless torrent of finely-diced inertia, Phillips utilizes blank space by inserting substantial gaps between cuts, creating the impression of relief - though merely the impression, as one instead fills these spaces with anxiety and apprehension in anticipation of the coming transmission. The songs of ‘Collection’ bear similarities of this meta-production, yet the compositional elements represent a much broader wealth of sound resource. Eschewing chronology for phases, the front-end of the disc is loaded with several collages of concrète sound manipulation, tracks which succeed best to create tension and loathing while exploring the vacant spaces of active listening. The older tracks - mostly found toward the center of the album - logically tend toward safer, more familiar territory, with field recordings of man (‘Zueri’), and nature (‘Complainer’) - though arguably, Phillips attempts to dedifferentiate these as one and the same. Like most Blossoming Noise releases and their artistic affiliations, ‘Curses’ is heavy with misanthropy, emphasizing human functions (defecation, regurgitation, farting) and sexuality as weakness (peaking with the 15 minute exposition ‘Hole/Holy’). This antipathy, coupled with the label’s subtle animal rights mandate, creates a complex space like a sonic slaughterhouse where the listener must face the ugliness of being, with little recourse. The eight part ‘Hermeneutics’ suite closes the disc (less a final rude coda) &#x03A rehashing the full-band Fear of God material in clipped, howling bursts, these tracks illuminate with cold light the intrinsic aural qualities which this thrash band equated into Phillips’ latter works as a composer and musician. I would like to say this is good ‘headphone music’; however it doesn’t lend to cluttered, busy environments - too many gaps for outside sounds to interfere with the fine tension that the composition creates. This is instead headphone music in that such forum allows no sensual distraction, but so is a secluded space recommended in which to insulate the music from foreign intruders. Mastered by Tom Smith, the recordings enjoy immaculate engineering to heighten effect, allowing no room to escape. CD comes in a digipak with brilliant, beautiful cover art that reminds me of the days when people used to make cover art.
    (review by animalpsi)