I don’t really carry a Walkman when I buy tapes, maybe I should! This sleeve and the cassette is 100% legit but the sound is sadly awful. I had to amplify one channel +17 dB and the other +27!! dB. I buy some tapes from people I don’t know only when they are cheap. For the little bit more expensive tapes I prefer to buy them from people I know so I can return the bad ones if I have to. Most of the early death metal came from Stockholm (Nihilist, Treblinka and Morbid). Carnage was different, having its origins from the Southern region of Småland. The band have some links to Disaccord but it’s unclear to me exactly how. Interesting Fred Estby from Dismember (who had a short hiatus at the time) actually moved from Stockholm to join the band and his first recording is this second demo by Carnage. On this tape Johan Axelsson does the singing (as he did on the previous demo). The band made then, in my option, a killer LP by “Dark Recollections”.
That LP contains songs from this demo and their first demo and of course new songs. Carnage folded as guitarist Michael Amott moved on to Carcass.
But that is not as sad as it sounds as two of the Carnage members could focus on Dismember instead. But that another story!Ĭheck the images below for song titles etc, just click on the images below to expand them to higher resolution.For rock fans in the UK Frank Turner is quite the opinion splitter. For every fervent supporter who cites him as a man who through the sheer force of hard work has clambered the greasy pole to the point where he can headline the nations stadia there seems to be a critic vociferously shouting that he never was punk, never will be and is, essentially, a Radio 2-friendly charlatan with a questionable line in politics. No doubt part of Turner’s rise to prominence is the convenient Angry Young Rocker From Million Dead to Acoustic Storyteller narrative arch which has proved such a convenient hook for the mainstream press to hang their hats on. They, of course, remain too lazy to find out that the likes of Sam Russo, Al Baker and Giles Bidder all plough similar furrows with a deal more earnestness than Frank yet are about a billion miles away from getting anywhere near a gig at Wembley.īut a convenient story does not a good album make (just as sketchy politics don’t always make for bad records) and you suspect that the detractors will find little on ‘Tape Deck Heart’ to change their minds. In fact, lets take that album name for a starter. It feels so wilfully antiquated, such a cynical play to the twee punk rock mythos of anachronous formats that it becomes difficult to really take it, or any of the tall tales in the songs that fall under its header, seriously at all. The first track, hell, the first LINE of this album sees Frank “blacking in and out in a strange flat in East London” now, if that ain’t a sign to fire up the cliche klaxon I don’t know what is. It’s a feeling of calculatedness that pervades throughout - there is a hilarious line in ‘Polaroid Picture’ about The Astoria closing down and the government building a train track where it once stood which leaves you feeling as though Mr Turner has gone through the ‘big book of causes dear to the London rock fraternity’ and tried to tick them off one by one. Oh, “lacklustre scenesters from Shoreditch” are shit too according to ‘Four Simple Words’ (where was that flat you were blacked out in again, mate?).
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Instrumentally there is the standard Turner blend of stripped down acousticeering mixed with piano-embellished full band climaxes and ironically for a man oft portrayed as a traditional one- man-and-a-guitar act it is in these musical expanses where ‘Tape Deck Heart’ is at its best.
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