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Updated: 2014-10-14T11:42:37.114+02:00




Some more roughs from the same three sessions as the previous post. Unmixed, unedited.

The full 15 minute version of Die Like The Carp: Ash Wednesday, Julian Percy, Jonh Murphy, Sawade.

Lalka: Murphy, Sawade, Percy. An excurse on german tragedy.

...und noch mal ertrinken: Percy, Sawade, Guerin, Murphy. A meditation on "Drowning Man".

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Plus Last Dominion Lost have a Virb (not myspace) site:

Last Dominion Lost sessions and Berlin Bruit Review


Here we have a small selection of rough mixes from recent rehearsals and recording sessions. These are very unpolished, recorded directly from multitrack to minidisk, and as there is about 20 hours(!) of recorded material, I have no idea how representative it is... but eventually a finished product will be cobbled together. Given that recording/rehearsals were spread over about 10 different sessions, these are drawn only from the first three. All are live improvisations with no overdubs. I can make no apology for the "jammy" nature of some of this, I just wanted to run some tracks up the flagpole, so to speak.Anmerkungen: Track one features Ash Wednesday (keyboard player with Einstürzende Neubauten, ARP synthi), John Murphy (Kaos Pad, sampler), Julian Percy (guitar) and Sawade (MS20 synthi, FX, tapes). The title refers to the doomed breakout of interned japanese P.O.W.s in Australia during WW2.Track two features Ash Wednesday, Julian Percy and Sawade only.Tracks three to five feature Percy, Sawade and Murphy only.All these tracks available here: are a few impressions of the Berlin Bruit event of 30 August:First to perform was Werkbund, otherwise known as Uli Rehberg (who used to run Walter Ulbricht Schallfolien, a label from the early 80s which released SPK's Auto-da-Fe and the earliest Laibach records. He also records under the alias of Mechtilde Von Leusch). This was a strange performance consisting of him reading a rather grotesque narrative (with a rather nice table-lamp for illumination) and concluding with some rather good music-concrete noise. For a taste of his medicine, go to on the bill was Z'ev ( who deserved a better placement, in my opinion. He said he didn't mind playing so early in the evening... 10.00 or so). Excellent organic industrial, but I expect he needs no introduction. The audience chattered all the way through his set, which was disappointing (philistines). Here's Z'ev's myspace: One next, although I only caught about 5 minutes of their music ( I couldn't even get close to the stage, the venue was too packed, hot and airless). My impression was of a tape-loopreciting gibberish, that still seemed to be playing 20 minutes later. They must have done some kind of performance art, because the stage was covered with lumber at the end of their event. Sorry, can't really comment here. Prowl through their website Dominion Lost played next.5th act was nEGAPADRES 3.3., a very strange (some would say satanic) industrial band. Known perhaps more for their belgian EBM project aGRUMH, they played a kind of old-school industrial that I found quite pleasing. The vocalist spent a lot of time crouching and singing stuff like "sacrificio" and "satanus" etc, that, though silly, was refreshingly non-political. Apparently splatter-director Jörg Buttgereit designed their stage show. I can believe it, because they had three decaying sheep's heads pinned to posts on the stage. It stunk like the plague. Listen to one of their tracks on, the excellent Suttcliffe Jügend finished things off, allowing the (mostly) male percentage of the audience to mosh, stage-dive and generally hoot about. Pretty intense feedback material, a few messianic poses ( Philip Best comes to mind ) and a healthy dose of misanthropy topped of with epilepsy-inducing strobelight. Great fun. Catch an earfull here: [...]

LDL to play Berliner Bruit Festival


The good folks from have asked Sawade and John Murphy (currently residing in Berlin due to circumstances not of his making) to play the Berlin Bruit Festival on August 30th. Although it's uncertain if the project title will be Last Dominion Lost (Dominik Guerin, the third member, is still in Australia and may not be present...), the general agreement is to interpret some of the tracks on Tyranny of Distance, as well as some new ritual-electronic material. More news will be posted when more information is forthcoming...



Another strange one from the archives... CURSED was an unfinished soundtrack project from 1990. The main instruments were two Technics tape recorders running with crystal-sync, with a single tape stretched between them both... leading to a kind of endless echo or "Friggertronics". Other than that, turntable, shinei, synth, tapes and vocals... Memory fails me on this one. All I can remember is the definite involvement of Tone Generator and possibly John Murphy (on vocals?), but I can really no longer be sure. As I recall, only 3-4 minutes were ever excerpted from this recording for soundtrack purposes. So here it is, rescued from obscurity...
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For those who like their electronics cold (with just a dash of Laibach), we present T4's only recorded outing. Personnel:
ADAM: Vocals
MEINEID: Programming
SAWADE: Programming, Synth, Guitar
MEISEL: Triggered Percussion

Here's the blow from the press-release:

Bands like T4 were very scarce in 1994, the year the project was formed. The members came from various "industrial" groups: ADAM from Electric Ooze, ISSIDOR from Fleischmann, SAWADE from Last Dominion Lost and MEISEL and MEINEID from Zerreissprobe. With typical sensitivity, they named themselves after the notorious Nazi undertaking T4 (T4 was the code-name for the secret extermination of the crippled and mentally unfit) and proceeded to create the appropriate soundtrack. An extremely aggressive unit, T4 succeeded in alienating most people in Techno-obsessed Berlin... this was not a feel-good band by any means. Tensions within the band led to the inevitable implosion, but not before they had made a lot of people very unhappy... Times change and it is sometimes difficult to remember how self-saturated and hippy-like the 90's were... T4 was the perfect antidote.

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The roughest of the rough. Here is an alternate mix (from the same cassette as a previous post) of "Hell To Pay"... very dodgy condition, wow, flutter and drop-out inclusive. The pristine 8-track original remains to be dusted off and released one day! The most "SPK-like" of the LDL recordings, personnel: Tone Generator (D. Guerin), A. N. Other (J. Murphy), Sawade (J. Evans).
The lyrics are courtesy of Chairman Mao TseTung.
"Flying Angels" is Generator and Sawade live in 1990, and "Drowning Man" is from the only extant live recording of the full combo, also 1990 (an execrable quality recording, btw. Included only for purposes of historicity).

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Wolf Eyes, Black Dice and Battles reviewed.


I'd like to preface this review by stating: A) I am not a journalist: B) I have given up writing these things because I'm crap at it. Also, a review I wrote of Mark Stewart and the Mafia was painfully deconstructed on the On-U Soundsystem website, complete with comments such as "Fucking Journalists!" and "Wrong again, dumbo!". Ouch: C) I wrote these things for the free tickets that were provided. No money changed hands and I am not to be bought. This is pirated from a webzine that I don't wish to name for certain reasons (basically self-protection).This review is full of absurd assertions, ill-researched assumptions and childish prose. It should serve as an example of how NOT to write music reviews. That said, I post it for the sake of hopefully inspiring some critical comment or feedback.I shimmied home.Wolf Eyes, Battles and Black Dice at the VolksbühneSo once again an evening of Noise in the chasm of the Volksbühne. I mean, hats of to the VB for booking these kinds of concerts, but it’s also un-rock’n’roll to have to remain seated for these events. And make no mistake, Noise is rock’n’roll. Groups such as TG and SPK always maintained they were punk bands, and so they were.The much-maligned Whitehouse, for example, employ the full bag of rock-tricks: audience provocation, sex issues (it’s usually large amounts of spunk that are being issued in these cases), a “sexy” lead singer, massive volume and the traditional championing of the underdog (in their earlier days, serial killers and child-molesters, but undeniably underdogs)… in other words, perfect rock. It doesn’t matter that you may not be able to endure a single minute of their music. Some bands are simply more important than how they sound.Which brings us to Wolf Eyes, the bastard offspring of Throbbing Gristle and Sonic Youth (with just a dash of Metallus Diabolus thrown in). That this band played first is only one of the many peculiarities of the evening. Lanky Nate Young strolls leisurely onstage, followed shortly thereafter to his left by John Olson (peroxided and slightly portly, he handled some of the more poignant grey noise, tweaking his anything-box and later playing some kind of amputated guitar) and Aaron Dilloway (ditto the funny-box and guitaro, unfortunately bearded… why do they do it?) flanking on the right. With a subtle crackle and fizz and we’re off into a Precambrian seascape, delicate electric ripples stirring up the silurian silt, playing with the trilobites… In the depths, the Globster stirs (note: a Globster is like a hairy Kraken which occasionally washes from fuck-knows-where onto distant shores… last observed in Tasmania in the 1970s).We morph to a dusky, blurred film-noir soundtrack, complete with pretty convincing alto-saxophone wailing and keenings from Olson and then its back to the electric ooze… this is good stuff for sure. Ring-modulated, fuzzed out, perfectly formless… I’m getting a stiffy just thinking about it. After ten years of doing this stuff, these guys have got it down. No sentimentality, no phony coyness, just aggrevated air molecules doing their thing. They have correctly analysed and distilled the tenor of Rock, keeping the good stuff (feedback, dissonance, dynamic) and throwing away the worthless (melody, harmony and discernable lyrics). Right on. 25 minutes into their short set (40 minutes at most, folks), a slight concession to tradition: guitar-like things appear and Olson and Dilloway do some formation headbanging. Thankfully, it was just the silhouette of a song, not the letter. Some things are better hinted at than sketched out in detail. As the crescendo (or paroxysm) was obtained, all three began to scream in deranged unison. “Thanks, we’re out of here” said Young in a ruined voice, and that was that. Really majestic.Next up, Battles. Oh boy, how I hated their guts. A “Super-Group” featuring John Stanie[...]




Rehumm was an vocal-only ensemble that formed in 1986. Its members were Cathy Vogan, Tony Riddell (shortly before the accident that was to transform him into the Marvel superhero Lester Vat) and Debra Petrovich. This stuff reminds me some of the Cold Meat Industries releases. Short but sweet, I couldn't resist trying to preserve this for posterity. This one's for Cathy.
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Negative thoughts on C93


Here is a review I wrote for some webzine, complete with a silly cartoon I drew:Current 93 - Low Voltage at Volksbühne Hoo boy, this is going to be a hard review to write. The reasons for this are many. Firstly, while not directly an adherant of Current 93, I AM a fan of many of their cohorts and collaborators (and it’s a long list. Big breath now: Coil, Nurse with Wound, Death in June, Cosey Fanni Tutti, Nick Cave, Boyd Rice, Bonny Prince Billy, Marc Almond and on and on…) as well as digging some records from the past (“Nature Unveiled” is a real goodie… scary too). Nobody’s fault but my own…. I should have remembered that the “Industrial” Current 93 made way for the “Folkie” 93 more than a decade ago (the nomenclature is actually “Apocalyptic Folk”: they pretty much invented it and others took it under).First seeing life in 1982, the early Current 93 was a sinsister emanation from the same marvelously infected pit which spawned TG, Coil, Nurse with Wound and such leperous company. Unabashedly creepy and blasphemous, their early recordings were the original “Music to Listen to in the Dark”. Tapeloops, treated vocals, ritual percussion and occultist (some would say satanic) obsessions defined a new industrial aesthetic, one already removed from the drum-machine throbs and synth squawks of, say, Cabaret Voltaire. In the course of their musical development (charted over more than 40!!! releases) the synthetic elements gradually submerged in favour of a more melodic, modal acoustic music… at least to exoteric scrutiny. Embedded amongst the pleasantries, an unswerving devotion to the long night of the soul, matching festering malaise with exstasis, as if William Blake and Lautreamont were writing the continuity… what the hell is this stuff? James Taylor it ain’t. Our Planck Constant here is singer David Tibet, he of the domed skull and posessor of the largest orbits and most hooded eyes in the business… le Christ hydrocephalique. Tibet has a unique vocal style, frustrating to some but obviously beholden to many, pitched somewhere between Bela Lugosi and Boris Karloff (sorry, description fails me at this time), which, depending on your mood or psychic state, can be spellbinding or simply annoying. This is the “acquired taste” necessary for persevering with this sometimes quandrous music. But if you’ve made it this far you may be allowed a peep into the Sanctum Seclorum (apologies for the archaisms in this text, but it seems appropriate considering the often Ex-Cathedra nature of 93’s texts and titles).Studiously ignored by the mainstream for the last 24 years, Tibet and cohorts have built a mini-empire of production through their own organ, Durtro records, not only releasing albums by such colleagues in crime as Nurse With Wound (Steve Stapleton, a legend unto himself) but also branching into book publishing, imprinting little known classics of Victorian unease such as E and H Heron, Arthur Grey and Count Eric Stanislaus Stenbock. These boys have used their time and resources well (although one hopes enough money was left to purchase a haunted manor-house on the blasted heath of some wind-swept moor). Despite the greater public being unaware of this particular virus, it seems that C93 are a “musician’s band” and a creative nexus for some of YOUR fave raves: the Current served as a springboard for Antony and the Johnsons, Bonny “Prince” Billy doffed his cap and do check out Nick Cave’s collaboration on “All the Pretty Little Horses”, a beautiful appalachian folk song unearthed by Mr Tibet. So much for history, let’s plunge into the recent present and get down to reviewing the Beast in concert.I actually saw them twice. Unaware that the promoter (thanks Enrico!) had placed me on the guest list for the first evening, I strolled in at 11 o[...]



Hot off the editing console and fresh on youtube: Tone Generator tells the REAL story of SPK.
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Carrying on from a previous post, we come to Last Dominion Lost, formerly known as Merge. By this time, we knuckled down, borrowed an 8-track from Dominik's brother and started an ecstatic and blunted recording session that no-one seems to remember many details from. Jonh Murphy was a steady houseguest at the time and he was inevitably drawn into the proceedings. You'll find some of Jonh's recollections on the whole thing in a pretty mammoth interview here:

This is an alternative mix of the "centre-piece" of the album. I found this some years ago on a cassette and, while perhaps not as dynamic a mix as the released version, is infinitely clearer and hi-fi (the Tesco release, "The Tyranny of Distance" is pretty murky due to... being mastered from a murky 12-year old cassette). The track carries a very long title on the Tesco package, but was originally known as "Three Faces of Modern Evil" (yes!) and should respectively represent, very roughly, Fascism, Capitalism and Communism.

As far as the participants are concerned, it was basically Dominik Guerin, John and myself, but I recall the crunching at the beginning was Paul Von Deering (from Severed Heads and Go Back to your Precious Wife and Son) stomping on corrigated iron with a contact mike attached.

So, here it is: massive tape manipulation, AKS synthi everywhere and a superb Muphy industrial percussion workout (a metal spring played with steel bars, yikes).

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FESTIVAL OF LIGHT live in june 2007


A month ago, the Festival of Light( ) played at a new groovy/underground/psychedelic fairyfloss venue called K:ITA. This is the concert in all its unedited goriness, broken into five mp3s and compressed in a rar. file...
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MERGE live 1990 or 91, Masonic Temple, Balmain


Merge was the preceding project to what eventually became Last Dominion Lost (the latter featuring Jonh Murphy, currently sticks-man with Death in June and Knifeladder). In this early form, Dominik Guerin (better known to some as Tone Generator of SPK fame) and Jon Evans slug it out as a duo. The voice tape used was a police recording of a mad bomber who tried to plant an incenduary in the University of Technology. Get it here:

Live to air 1989, Australia


This is the sole recording of a live improvisation featuring Louis Burdett, Jon Evans; Matt Jennings and some other unknowns. This one is for Louis. Get it:



I wish someone would post something from Jamie Fielding's Extinkt album. I played on it and I've never heard it! Jamie was a good lad but very serious (as in very). He threw himself under a train not so long after the recordings. Somewhere there also exists a triple CD of his collected works...
15 years ago, Jamie...

Balls rolling


Let's see what we can do with a blog.