Sex Swing have their debut album any moment now, and as we’ve already said several times on these pages, they really are something you need to wrap yourself up in. Claustrophobic, hypnotic, brooding, full-bodied, this is a big sound – surround sound, not quite as raw as the early singles and demos, still as big, still as foreboding, still as menacing, still as vital, this is the sound of an important band going the right way, this in a vital album. . And they do lure you in with than mesmerizing opening drone of A Natural Satellite – enticing, hypnotic. They throb, they brood,Sex Swing slowly cocoon you, they wrap you in their massive sound, their slowly building wall of beautifully menacing noise – a band pulling you in to their web and slowly wrapping you up in that hypnotic sound, that confident full-bodied edgy experimental sound – got you, caught you, no escape, tightening around you – not threatening though, not violent, this is a dense sound, it is menacing, but it is so so inviting, welcoming, warm, enticing – and bands do come to mind without it ever being obviously like anyone else you ever heard – Public Image, Throbbing Gristle (more than Psychic TV), the dark trance-states of The Doors, the locked-on wind wall of Skree, Suicide, Webcore, Hawkwind’s darker side, Oroonies, dare we say Huge Baby? – “comprising members of implicitly trusted yet sonically nefarious outfits Mugstar, Part Chimp, Dethscalator, Earth & Dead Neanderthals”. This is glorious dissonance, this is what we need right now, this is a band who really do matter, and the vital thing here is the intensity of the feeling – so much feel here, anyone can drone away, but this is so much more than just another band droning – this is trance with real feeling, a dangerous edge, intense, a band really in the zone, connected, deeply so. A band feeling the textures of the music, firing off each other – the power, there’s restraint though, this isn’t about noise, nothing is that obvious – they clearly are noisy but this is far more than a band making just an intense noise and if it is violent then this is a crafted violence, a vital challenge. beautiful vital violence. Six pieces of music, forty-six minutes of intense beauty, naked warmth, a challenging set of sounds, glorious texture, forty six minutes of a band and a set of musicians really on top of it all in such a vitally intense way. And this is an album you need to hear all at once, not just a one off track on a website, this is an important album, you need that ritual of putting it on and listening to the whole thing for the first time. Sex Swing’s debut album probably the best thing the UK underground has thrown up in the last few years, relentless, locked on, alive, vital, you need it (sw)
Our friends over at The Quietus have put the album out on their record label…. here’s some of what they have to say about it….
“Sex Swing have long been one of this site’s favourite groups, so we’re happy to announce that we’re releasing their blazing self-titled debut album via tQPC on Friday 25th November.
Sex Swing are the British underground supergroup that shouldn’t even exist. One member has survived a plane crash. One has survived (and won) a chess/boxing match against an opponent with the (entirely deserved) nickname ‘The Finnish Hammer’. Another has survived being struck by lightning. And one has even survived jumping out of a moving train straight into an industrial trouserpress full of cobras. (Actually we made the last one up, but the others are 100% true.)
But survive they did, to bring you an album which is like a heady combination of Suicide, Joy Division, The Thing, Brainticket, Motorhead, Harmonia and “Third-era Portishead tweaking on brown acid” (according to Clash magazine).
For those of you yet to have the pleasure, Sex Swing comprises Tim Cedar (keyboards), formerly of Ligature, who fronts Part Chimp and runs Dropout Studios in Camberwell; Jason Stoll (bass), a member of both Liverpool psych champions Mugstar and Bonnacons of Doom while also running God Unknown Records; Colin Webster (sax) is involved with a plethora of free jazz projects (including Dead Neanderthals) and releases many of them through his Raw Tonk label; Dan Chandler (vocals) sang in the masterful Dethscalator and Stu Bell (drums) played in the same and Gin Palace, while newest addition Jodie Cox (guitar) currently also plays with Seattle drone metal overlords Earth.
The LP is a rising epiphany of carnal sonic force that spangles one into submission by dint of its gleeful and cleaving weight, the record places the band at the forefront of the darkest and heaviest end of noisy avant psych. Imagine some hellish pan dimensional Krautrock marching band clad in ill-fitting, bong water and Buckfast splattered, suits fronted by David Yow, conducted by a wildly inebriated Conny Plank and waved along by Jus Oborn and Dik Mik and you’re still not quite there. This is music that doesn’t so much ebb and flow as trounce and mangle. Boasting a staggeringly, hellishly, loud production job by Joel Eaton, Sex Swing is about primal animal body sonics.
As Quietus editor John Doran states: “When I first saw Sex Swing live it was like diving headfirst into a white-hot volcanic vent and then being instantly vapourised by everything true, righteous and sublime about music. After the gig there wasn’t even any discussion about it. Luke and I immediately decided we had to put their debut album out.”
Sex Swing play a free gig, an in-store at Rough Trade Records, Brick Lane, East London, it happens on Friday 2nd December, on stage 6.30pm to 7.15pm and then signing copies of the album until 8pm should yuo want their names scribbled on the cover. “Sex Swing will be live in-store to launch their new self titled album, released on 25th November 2016”.