Et hån mot overklassen Bushman´s Revenge
- 1Sly Love With A Midnight Creeper05:27
- 2Folk Kremtar No Av Og Til Berre I Lause Lufta Óg04:40
- 3Happy Hour For Mr. Sanders05:56
- 4A Bottle Of Pills A Day Keeps The Wolves At Bay07:38
- 5The Curious Case Of The Resting Blue Steel Face04:42
- 6Moves Away From The Door04:19
- 7Greetings To Gisle08:02
- 8Ladies Night At The Jazz Fusion Disco06:11
- 10Hei Hei Martin Skei14:13
Info for Et hån mot overklassen
The power of three: twangy blues jam meets soaring gothic soundscape in Bushman’s Revenge’s proggy mockery of the upper class.
The debut Hubro album by the highly regarded Norwegian power-trio Bushman’s Revenge – cult stars of the Rune Grammofon label for a decade – operates on several levels simultaneously. It can even sound like the work of several different trios. After a hypnotic experimental prelude that creates a sort of audible weather system, with the delicate, bare-wire glissandos of Even Helte Hermansen’s soprano guitar heard against Gard Nilssen’s Pink Floyd-ish beaten drums and the unusually reticent, elegantly dancing measures of Rune Nergaard’s electric bass, ‘Et Hån Mot Overklassen’ (which Google Translate renders as “A Mockery of the Upper Class’) begins to settle into a form of strikingly virtuosic and proggy jazz-rock; the instruments sound pretty much like guitar, bass and drums are meant to do, and the opening numbers follow a recognisable jazz model of theme/improv/theme. Then, as the long, riverine meanders of guitarist Even Helte Hermansen really get into their stride, and the effects-pedal expressionism of his chosen settings and style thicken the timbre into a growling axe-attack, things steadily become chewier and more challenging.
By the time you get deep into the heart of the album, past rumbling audio-sculptures, tamboura drones, found-sound samples, the twangy blues jam and soaring gothic soundscape, it can be hard to be sure where one instrument ends and another begins.
Gard Nilssen, drums, percussion, vibraphone, Wurlitzer and electronics
Rune Nergaard, bass, organ, toy piano, percussion and electronics
Even Helte Hermansen, soprano, baritone and additional guitars, percussion and electronics
Recorded 21st-23rd February 2018 at Amper Tone Studio, Oslo
Mixed at Amper Tone Studio
Additional recording at Oslo Lydbruk and Rune's Living Room, Holmlia
Recorded and mastered by Johnny Skalleberg
This extremely eminent trio mixes the energy of rock with the freedom of jazz in the most exciting and exhilirating ways. They have been playing together for 16 years and are releasing their 10th album «Et Hån Mot Overklassen» (“A Mockery of the Upper Class») in 2019.
The debut Hubro album by the highly regarded trio – underground stars of the Rune Grammofon label for a decade – operates on several levels. It’s like Cream playing Coltrane (Alice or John), remixed by Arne Nordheim or Karlheinz Stockhausen. By the time you get deep into the heart of the album, past rumbling audio-sculptures, tamboura drones, found-sound samples, the twangy blues jam and a soaring gothic soundscape, it can be hard to be sure where one instrument ends and another begins. The overall ambiance might also seem closer to a film soundtrack or art installation than a normal collection of tunes. It’s a kind of sonic journey, moving the art of the trio on to the contemporary zeitgeist of noise, drones and filmic FX.
It is also an unusually subtle recording, and a significant departure from their earlier roots, damping down heavy electrics into what the band describe as a quieter, almost semi-acoustic style. Bushman’s Revenge produce ensemble music par excellence. Given the group’s relative longevity, this is hardly surprising. From their 2007 debut album on the Jazzaway label, ‘Cowboy Music’, to a further eight titles for Rune Grammofon, Bushman’s Revenge have retained the same personnel. And as they’ve gone on, they’ve got better, tighter, and more in tune with each other.
Bushman’s Revenge – whose 2012 album ’Never Mind the Botox’ irreverently mixed together tunes by Ornette Coleman, The Pixies, Black Sabbath and Sun Ra – remind you of no one so much as themselves. Convincingly, the trio have created their own distinctive signature: a genre of one.
This album contains no booklet.