Perhaps Contraption’s debut album was recorded (painstakingly) between 2004 and 2008 in various derelict houses, basements & studios 'round London & Bristol. It was then desperately stitched together into a twisting, confronting DaDa-rock Pronk-pop adventure. It now stands proudly as a D.I.Y, RIO monolith. Flirting between ferocious free-jazz improvisations, studio wizardry and meticulously mathematic performances, the album traverses a bizarre progressive landscape while still retaining pop-infused sensibilities. "Throw in a whiff of English whimsy here, Zappa’s lyrical madness & Sleepytime Gorilla Museum's convoluted addiction to time changes, a dose of noise and puerility there (and prodigious musical talent) & you have an album that surprises and confounds."-Sittingnow.co.uk
Perhaps Contraption
Self-release April 2010 / cardboard gatefold
CD with ltd. edition, full colour booklet.
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1. The Old Dispensary 4:45
2. Glenavon Bog sings an “A” 1:20
3. Bluebells 4:04
4.as sure as EGGSisEGGS on Sunday 2:27 5. Hard Cutlery 6:02
6. Swan’s Regal Birdbath 2:30
7. Tetrahedron 3:43
8. Fairly Old Curtains 0:06
9. Swank 4:19
10. Globule, Follicle (improv) 3:12
11. Mum is your Dad 6:58
12. Mumma’s Shoes 5:17
13. Hydraulic Legs 4:47
14. Milk & Two Sugars, 0:32
15. Coffee, Tea? 3:32
16. Make it come out GREEN 8:55
Song themes spring from disaffection in a Western world of grotesque consumption and corporate-poisoned perceptions of love, trends, death and “progress”. Front man and producer Squire Squier urgently screams and smoothly croons between subjects such as the clutter of pseudo-science and the absence of reason, to chemical chickens and the dirge of London life, the incessant memes of a pernicious media, the loss of his mother’s prized footwear, and of course, the wrenches of love. Spangled hoedowns, soaring soundscapes, twisted folk melodies, crushing rock choruses, dissonant field noise, and interludes of whimsy are all lovingly sewn into over 60 minutes of decidedly esoteric and frightfully "English" sonic curiosity.
Praise for Sludge and Tripe
"Skronking, blattering improv jazz, (with) dreamy choruses exploding into angular pointillist funk and horn-ridden pronk. Yessir, we be deep in oddball territory here. " - Bad Acid Magazine
"A grotesque, unsettling oddity, this dadaesque fever dream of an album has ‘potential cult hit’ daubed across its flanks in florescent orange paint, a collision of freeform jazz, progressive rock, funk, folk, country, alt rock and experimental poetry, brought together with playful abandon." - Robert Sayce planet-loud.com
“a symphonic audio-fairground ride” - Big Jeff
“A Hardboiled musical treasure” - ORGAN
“Deceptively phenomenal musical talent” - Pixeldelica
“One of the most exciting new bands around London.” - Sean O
