Bloody Nonsense (Polygram) The first domestic release from four deranged Britons contains tracks previously available only on imports ova’ here, in addition to some brand now stuff. C.C. Dflmmorung of Slntul Boat described them as, "a seml-llterato pub crawl through the swamps of rock’s rich tapestry, laced with self-destructive recreational pursuits and maddened by the buzzing of 1000 punk guitars." The Jazz Butcher grinds through thirteen tracks that range from a fuzzed-out 'Caroline Wheoler's Birthday Present' ("do you know what happens when you leave a tlsh In an e/ova for?.../ ’ll give you a hlnt...lt’s biodegradable"), to the beer-hall thumper 'The Devil Is My Friend'. Music to turn your mind into a playground.

Bloody Nonsense

The Jazz Butcher and his group are not in the business of belonging; they are too old and too obstreperous to conform to some attention-seeking image or commercially viable formula. Rather, they bring their not inconsiderable talents to bear on whatever happens to be in the way at the time. The results can only be described as essential.

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