


In the middle of the night, my toy doubleneck (which I used for all the TOO difficult parts of the LAMF album) fell over on its face next to my bed. I fell asleep listening to the album and woke up several times during it, only to fall asleep again overwhelmed and tearful and with a butterfly belly of surging gnawing passion.

I felt like the mystery of all music had been boiled up over one Hindu kalpa (8,640,000,000 years of human reckoning) and had then been distilled through this Boredoms album. Heard all seven songs and thought they were all one piece (still don’t know the individual titles). Had the record and didn’t even know what it was called. Didn’t even know what the singer was singing. But I'll let the music speak for itself, here's my favourite of theirs, 1999's Vision Creation Newsun, with an insight from the legendary Julian Cope:įirst time I heard this album was like a deluge overload euphoria had descended from the highest heavens and whipped me screaming, whirling, teenaged and drooling into my first acid trip/first hard on/first astral projection into a region of unfathomable and untameable NEWNESS. There really aren't any bands on this side of the ocean quite like them, whether its genre bending or putting out quality tunes. Basically, they know their shit when it comes to music. Rateyourmusic has the genre tags of Boredoms as such: no wave, experimental, punk rock, psychedelic rock, noise rock, electronic, trance rock, tribal.
