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Industrial pioneers show the young pretenders how it's done., 14 Feb 2002
This review is from: Mix Up (Audio CD)
I first heard this record coming through the wall from my flatmate's room. I demanded to know what 'that racket' was and he played it to me in it's entirity at full volume. I've never looked back.
Dark, hypnotic and on 'Fourth Shot' bloody scary. This is the best debut set I have ever heard. It ranks up there with the first Stooges and Suicide albums.
If you have any interest in avant garde/ electronic/ industrial music this is an absolutely essential purchase.
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Just as good now as it was then, 13 Oct 2005
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I am originally from Sheffield and must have see the Cabs' live about a thousand times in the late 70's and early 80's and this album captures that period extremely well. All the tracks are equally as good and the album is particularly good on headphones as there are a lot of layers to the tracks that youd don't hear as good over speakers. The album sounds as though it was 'recorded in black and white' if that's possible to say. It also very much reminds me of their gigs that often started and stopped without you realising it and had a strange, eerie edge to them. Excellent stuff that stands the test of time,
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Abrasive Iron Wheels, 21 Nov 2011
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Velvet underground in conception rather than copying the note structure; hey there wimp pop? The Cabs purloined the ideas of the sixties irregular timepieces and then reworked their alchemic experimentation into this thin transparent slice of early period, late 70's nostalgia for a dark age yet to arrive. It was in the sewer pipeline.
This is the original artefact of the blasted industrial era, harsh, abrasive and full of sparks,a form of post Steam punk, decked in transistors rather than braided with the valves or blast furnaces. As the modern production has become more sophisticated these slices of life take on a museum type aural quality, as time recedes, revealing finally a banality of grey ideas.
This has the buzz of the analogue twiddle, kept in tight formation with bass, the template for much that was to come - Einsturzende Neuabuten, Test Dept- the next generation of begoggled industrialists who took the elemental charts from this template and then refashioned them on hammer and anvil to create another skeletal structure.
Time has marched on, and these bands now reside in broom cupboards, locked into these forums. At one point they were vital in providing a brutal direction to a different event than the hand clappy disco euphoria of the 80's. The Cabs eventually succumbed to the dictates of the shoe shuffle beat.
On this record they are playing to the resonances of the Central Nervous System rather than the groin.
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