Hell and High Water
From the war-torn hills and agricultural depravity of County Down, Northern Ireland-1973 to be exact-came two young men, Nick and David. On a mission to make music, armed with analogue electronics and bits of wood, their songs swerving from idiotic electropunk to the most delicate of ambient snuggles. They ran away to live in Brighton by the sea, in a whirld of crayons, cats, vodka and hair-straightening tongs, forging wild discourse by ultraviolet light. 'Subjected the West End of Glasgow to a torrent of acoustic abuse that could only be likened to the sound of a theremin being brutally raped by a Vandergraaf machine'-Michael Harrison, professional sound engineer 'Exciting, like the thrill of gambling'-Ronan Yakuza, rock star 'Polemic, provocative, and ironic. They like to cause a stir, to make a scene'-Strikesparks fanzine of Befarce 'Bulbous analogue synth workout with hints at very early Human League, Cabaret Voltaire and The Normal, topped by a strident, semi-gothic female vocal'-Nightshift fanzine of Oxford 'An emotive, soulful depth, a distinctive grain of the voice...genuinely touching'-Jenniferlovewabsnazm 'Completely entertaining. Very little to do with lame 80s synth duos (or Ladytron for that matter) and a lot more in common with punk, the first four Eno albums and The Fall-Slowthrills fanzine.