Simply put, no Dutch band ever sounded like this. For a brief moment dNV really did burn bright as a creative force. Their shows were one-offs; extraordinary fusions of naivety, brilliance, disaster, truculence and vision.
You used to get stuff like this on Creation Records; this is a classic EP, four tracks, each a perfect pop song in it's own right; exciting, funny, naïve and with enough charm to stop fights.
Somewhat maudlin in tone, but full of power and presence
Three small cut and paste low-resolution photocopied sheets of paper give minimal information on the bands. We learn only that Uw Hypotheekadvies have "great legs".
Overall it's a mixed bag, (what compilation isn't?) with one or two tracks sounding awfully similar or familiar I have to say. Still, there are four or five crackers contained in this compilation and I'd say it's worth your purchase for those alone.
The buzz is out and MATIK very well could be Holland's answer to French Canada's TIGA or New York's LCD Soundsystem
Anyone who has a song called What If Oslo Really Failed can't be all bad.
Wilbur is another mid-to-slow tempo reflection with a mournful guitar accompaniment (it must be bloody bleak where this lot live).
It's like very, very, bad DAF or a kid's casio version of Goldfrapp.
Last up, Spookrijden op het Fietspad is a demented Can, EFS-style work out with bags of charm, though a crazy sax part keeps the sonic aggravation levels at the maximum.
Stylistically it is a record that is very reminiscent of Popol Vuh's Hosiana Mantra, but rather less devotional and more sardonic in its tone.
On to the inspired Hospital Bombers (well they must be with a name like that) and their brilliant Kittens. Of course, it's bonkers.
Absurdly simple and basic in its creation, it is absolutely fucking briliant.
As usual there are no track listings, and you the listener would be best advised to approach their music as if you were attending a classical or avant garde piece.
Annemieke gets up close and personal with Holland's brightest popsters.
Feeling as close to Corey as I then did, I suggested to him that he write a song about this. He thought writing a song about a shark sounded pretty lame. But that's not what I meant. I told him he should write a song about the pure feeling of panic he gets in his heart.
Its razor-sharp African funk, percussive as hell, with riffs and little melody lines flowing, and seamlessly interweaving. It is brilliant.
Of course there's great music and less great music but we as humans seem unable to talk about it without the aid of moral lingo, which is totally unmusical...
Yes, it's an interview with Michel van Dam of the Wot Nxt organization, noise-niks supreme and flyers of the musical avant-garde flag in Holland.