Local Psycho and The Hurdy-Gurdy Orchestra (Jimmy Cauty) LP

39,00

Description

First edition of 300 hand-numbered copies with artwork by Jimmy Cauty.

The Hurdy Gurdy Song is a deep drone heard through time.
It is a masterpiece of psycho-cosmology that fuses the ancient music of the British Isles with the frenetic sound of the present.
It is the sound of euphoria and melancholia, locked together in constant battle that neither wants to win.
It is an elemental sound, like a sped up version of this country’s weather.
It is an anthem of disruption, of playful provocation and sonic sedition.
It is relentless and restless, like all good music should be.
It sings down through all eternity, the crying of humanity.
It channels the two greatest forms of folk music this country has produced: that of the peasant’s lyre and drum’n’bass.

”Jem Finer and Jimmy Cauty’s Local Psycho and the Hurdy-Gurdy Orchestra have released their debut single The Hurdy-Gurdy Song on 12” vinyl and via streaming/download platforms. As well as the original, The Hurdy-Gurdy Song now comes backed with a trio of new mixes, and new artwork by Jimmy Cauty.
The Back to the 90s mix has all of the chaos and euphoria and gurdiness of the original Hurdy Gurdy Song, only twice as much of it – more chaos, more euphoria and much more gurdiness.

The original was always a certified banger custom made to get to No 1 in Bavaria. Now it’s been remixed by the hottest band from Germany’s largest state, Mothers of the New Stone Age. In a cultural exchange that has been officially twinned with Local Psycho) into (nearly) six minutes of stunning slow motion sound, completely reimagining the original’s addictive madness as a super heavy low frequency medieval ambient dub.

Finally, the Stone Club mix sees the people behind the country’s hottest megalithic fanclub deconstruct and pull and reshape The Hurdy Gurdy Song before adding trippy vocal samples and seismic distortion to create a spaced out spiritual ambient dronescape that stretches out over twenty plus minutes of supreme, beautiful, horizontal oddness.”

“A brutal whiplash of junglist breakbeats and the bagpipe-like sound of the ancient hand-cranked hurdy-gurdy.” Mojo