Summary.
The Pop Group was the quintessential experimental (and agit-prop)
combo, integrating elements of jazz, funk, rock, dub and classical music. Their
music was revolutionary in word and in spirit.
Y (1979), one of the most intense, touching and vibrant albums in the
history of rock music, was the outcome of the Pop Group's quest for
a catastrophic balance between primitivism and futurism: the new wave's
futuristic ambitions got transformed into a regression to prehistoric
barbarism. At the same time, the band's furious stylistic fusion led to a
a nuclear magma of violent funk syncopation, monster dub lines,
savage African rhythms (Bruce Smith), dissonant saxophone (Gareth Sager), and
visceral shouts and cries (Mark Stewart).
The lyrics celebrated the unlikely wedding of punk nihilism and
militant slogans. Both the method and the medium were permeated by an
anarchic and subversive spirit. In fact, Stewart's declamation was closer to
Brecht's theater than to "singing".
Another dose of lava-like anger was poured into the funk-rock foundations
by the anthemic rants of
For How Much Longer Do We Tolerate Mass Murder (1980).
Both albums sounded like assortments of mental disorders.
A sound so revolutionary (in both senses of the word) had not been heard since
the heydays of the Canterbury school.
Full bio.
(Translated from the Italian by Troy Sherman)
The Pop Group was one of the most radical, complex, original, important, and influential bands of the
'80s. The shades of jazz harmonies and political commitment of their music came
from a place not far from the Canterbury School of the ‘70s, but the ferocity
of execution was unmistakably punk. However, the assimilation of disparate
musical idioms, like funk and dub,
betrayed the spirit of the new wave. Two musical features clearly separate this
group from their peers: the ideology and the primitivism. The Pop Group
repudiated the nihilism of punk to embrace noble,
humanitarian causes. The Pop Group, instead of the futuristic transformation
that much of the new wave favored, leaned towards an anoetic regression to
prehistoric barbarism. In essence, this band was the musical equivalent of a
bunch of cannibals walking in a protest march.
The group, led by singer Mark Stewart, was formed in
Bristol, England in 1977 in the wake of the punk explosion. Their first 45 rpm
single was She is Beyond Good and Evil/3:38 (1978).
The album Y
(Radar, 1979 - WEA, 2002) was one of the premier events of Britain’s season of
punk rock. The militancy of the group was spectacular. Their music was broken,
violent, and anarchic, and this record is filled with gasps of rhythm,
hailstorms of chords, and gusts of screams. The commercialism of the funk music
included was utterly skinned, torn, and sacrificed at the altar of musical and
political revolution. The tracks were held like services in the name of a bold
synthesis of African primitivism and urban classical music. The compositions
were crude, coming from seemingly primitive and barbaric artists who knew only
two forms of expression (dancing and screaming) and only a single theme (the
struggle for survival). The album contains a string of bloody and scary scenes,
presented in a nuclear magma of rhythms and chords. As that magma unfolds, a
mad, psychic tension
nourishes each vibration. Disgust and fear make up the tone of the album’s
social prosecution, which adds to the ferocious and crushing air of the music.
The record is in no specific musical style, and instead it borrows from a
jumble of different genres: avant-garde, jazz, African folk. Experimentation,
improvisation, and tribalism
are vital aspects of both the music and of the social commentary that it aims
at. The lyrics are, almost paradoxically, both naive and metaphysical, pagan
and political.
The key tracks, Thief
Of Fire and We Are Time, contain
the most full-bodied funk, while still being aggressive. These songs are
modeled on the range of possibilities that comes from the voice of Stewart,
which can at times be as ethereal as Tim Buckley’s or as fierce as Captain Beefheart. These two tracks are flamboyant
dances of life, set in desolate and prehistoric landscapes (calling horns,
pounding percussion, saxophone solfeggio, guitar distortions). These songs are
in fact terrible nightmares that marry the most savage and violent instincts of
human nature to the soundtrack of a dark, primitive ceremony. Other songs found
on the record utilize a sort of avant-garde cabaret, such as the bewitching
funk kitsch (reminiscent of Frank Zappa)
and dissonant jazz accompaniment of Snow
Girl or the classical piano, drunken crooning, and mournful horn of Savage Sea.
The record’s sound is extremely dense, almost messy, and it
is full of embroidered notes, which are rough and vehement, passionate and
lyrical, and, as always, barbaric. While the rhythm section pounds with a
furious funk beat, other instruments cry like hounds, angry and forgetful. The
songs vibrate, desperate and frightened, tense with spasmodic screams. They
spread into concentric echoes in an arcane and obscure "wasteland".
Vocal acrobatics (Stewart), dissonant sax (Gareth Sager), funky bass (Simon
Underwood), napalm guitars (John Waddington), and a constant percussion (Bruce
Smith) rage without mercy, turning the songs into long conversation pieces that
resemble free jazz jams as much as they do rock songs. The harmonic texture is
horribly disfigured in Blood Money,
in which the rhythm of disco becomes excited, and demented screams and all
sorts of dissonant sound events take hold. In Words Disobey Me, a delusional voice accompanies an unwinding
tangle of guitar hallucinogens and random dissonances. Don’t Call Me Pain is opened by the neurotic and hypnotic sax of
Sager, which is guided by Stewart’s equally hypnotic voice through a maze of
paranoid chants. The seizing summit of their tribalism is The Boys from Brazil, which spits Amazonian verses of daily
reflections of existential despair into a throbbing mess of supersonic
distortions. Don’t Sell Your Dreams
is the records dreamy finale, ripping the music away as if in a long scream of
pain.
The world evoked by this music is raw and hermetic. It is a
world of ruins inhabited by savage cannibals, which can be interpreted as both
a vision of post-apocalyptic humanity, or, even scarier, a vision of current
humanity, equally barbarous and ferocious in current capitalistic metropolises.
Y is an extraordinary cross between
a psychoanalytic session, a psychedelic trip, and a pagan reportage about
musical truth. The sound of the Pop Group, especially on this record, reflects
the anxieties and depravity of modern society.
The group’s second single, We Are All Prostitutes, is a “Brechtian” declamation with a
free-form background. For How Much
Longer Do We Tolerate Mass Murder (Rough Trade, 1980) is more heavily funk
than the previous record. It builds solid rhythmic carpets on which the band
has a chance to relax and twist the explosive anger of the songs. The anthem Forces of Oppression and especially the
hypnotic Feed the Hungry are the
archetype. The usual torrent of noise and anarchic verbosity takes over Blind Faith and the title track. There Are No Spectators takes from reggae, and criminality and
trumpets permeate through Communicate and
Rob a Bank. The record utilizes
heavily wind and percussion instruments, and a dogged rhythm accompanied by
unhinged keyboards is repeated from the beginning to the end. It is music made,
as with the last record, through syncope, screams and noises, and a collapsing
sound wiped out by high-voltage discharge.
Rocco Stilo wrote on the CD reissue of For How Much Longer:
The interesting part of the reissue is that the CD recovers
the valuable unpublished material of the group, originally from 1980, released
as a limited edition “promo LP” under Rough Trade. Two of the ten pieces were
previously released (We are Time and Thief of Fire), but the other eight
tracks were never officially published. This inclusion of rare and unreleased
material is what makes the reissue attractive. The eight songs that were
received from the promo LP are: Trap
(4:17), consisting of volcanic and furious rock'n'roll riffs tacked on to an
obsessive rhythm, whose sound spans a yearning for liberation; Genius or Lunatic (3: 51), in which
Waddington shows a surprising propensity to indulge in a melodic theme; Colour Blind (4:05), perhaps the most
successful composition, with a more sober mixture of singing and guitars, less
funk, but still prone to improvisation; Spanish
Inquisition (3:21), which accumulates distorted guitars, saxophone shouts,
and maniacal screaming, is in line with the most congenial issues of the group;
Kiss The Book (2:48), which is in a
slightly more conventional key; Amnesty
Report (2:41), which is a tragic text of complaint against Amnesty
International that is screamed ans spasmodic; Springer (1:09), which is a short, quirky, and Dadaistic duet exercise between sax and vocals,
bordering on nonsense; and Sense Of
Purpose (4:24), which is a piece that denounces the inhuman nature of
modern science, introduced by piano and then developed by continuous parts of
the instruments that are alternated in the foreground.
Within three years the band had seen its end, but this
dissolution brought about four new, separate, and important musical happenings
spawning from the divided Pop Group: Rip Rig & Panic, Maximum
Joy, Pig Bag, and Mark
Stewart’s solo career. Simon Underwood, the bassist, created Pigbag,
and indulged in fanfares and marches set to a hard instrumental beat, African
percussion, clarinet, and jazz horn sections (Papa’s Got a Brand New Pigbag, 1982).
Maximum Joy were formed by vocalist and saxophonist Tony
Wrafter Janine Rainforth (of Glaxo Babies ), and later augmented with ex-Pop
Group members John Waddington and Dan Catsis ( Stretch , 1981).
As the overseas avant-garde musicians were creating their
art, in particular the neurasthenic rock of Pere Ubu and the acid-funk of
the Contortions, the Pop Group
were creating a dazzling synthesis of music by storm. The ultimate meaning of this exotic and primitive
musical mega-fusion is the fresco of humanity,
beset by dramatic contradictions and headed towards progress, which ultimately
only leaves mass destruction.
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Pop Group fu uno dei complessi piu` radicali, originali, importanti e
influenti degli anni '80. Le tinte jazz delle armonie e l'impegno politico
dei testi lo facevano avvicinare alla scuola di Canterbury degli anni '70,
ma la ferocia dell'esecuzione era inequivocabilmente punk.
L'assimilazione di idiomi come il funk e il dub tradivano anche lo spirito
della new wave.
Due tratti li separano nettamente dai loro coetanei: l'ideologia e il
primitivismo. I Pop Group
ripudiano il nichilismo dei punk per abbracciare nobili cause umanitarie.
I Pop Group trasformano l'anetico futurista di gran parte della new wave
a favore di una regressione alla barbarie preistorica. I Pop Group sembrano
un branco di cannibali che sfilano a un corteo di protesta.
Il complesso, capitanato dal cantante Mark Stewart, si formo` a Bristol nel 1977
sull'onda dell'esplosione punk ed esordi`
con il primo 45 giri, She Is Beyond Good And Evil/ 3.38 (1978).
L'album Y (Radar, 1979 - WEA, 2002) fu uno degli eventi di quella stagione.
La militanza del gruppo era plateale, esibita tanto dal vivo quanto negli
inserti dell'album.
La loro musica era scomposta, violenta, anarchica.
Procedeva per sussulti di ritmo,
grandinate di accordi, folate di urla. La funk music piu` commerciale veniva
scorticata, dilaniata e poi immolata all'altare della rivoluzione.
I brani si svolgevano all'insegna di un'audace sintesi di primitivismo africano
e musica colta urbana. Erano ballate barbare di esseri rozzi e primitivi che
conoscono soltanto due forme di espressione: la danza e l'urlo;
e un unico tema: la lotta per la sopravvivenza. Implicitamente erano anche
la colonna sonora ideale per l'umanita` del duemila.
L'album contiene una sequenza di scene spaventose e sanguinarie, presentate in un
magma nucleare di ritmi e accordi, mentre una forsennata tensione psichica
ne alimenta le vibrazioni. Schifo e terrore il tono dell'accusa,
furibondo e maciullante il piglio della musica. Lo stile e` un caos di
stili, attinge a piene mani dall'avanguardia, dal jazz e dal folk africano.
Sperimentazione, improvvisazione e tribalismo si scoprono facce della stessa
eversione in musica.
I testi sono naif e metafisici, pagani e politici. I brani chiave,
Thief Of Fire e We Are Time, i funk piu` corposi ed aggressivi,
modellati sulla gamma prodigiosa di possibilita` della voce del leader,
ora etereo Buckley ora feroce Beefheart, sono reboanti ballate di vita,
ambientate in desolati paesaggi preistorici (richiami di corno, martellare
di percussioni, solfeggi di sax, distorsioni di chitarra),
incubi terribili che sposano gli istinti piu` selvaggi e violenti della natura
umana alla colonna sonora di oscuri cerimoniali primitivi.
Altri brani ricordano gli sketch di un cabaret d'avanguardia, come il funk
maliardo con filastrocca kitsch alla Zappa e accompagnamento jazz dissonante
di Snow Girl o il classicismo per piano, canto ubriaco e corno funereo di
Savage Sea.
L'involucro sonoro e` estremamente denso, per quanto disordinato; ricco di
appunti e di ricami, per quanto grezzi e veementi; lirico e appassionato, per
quanto barbaro.
Mentre la sezione ritmica martella con un funk indiavolato, gli altri strumenti
incalzano furenti e scordati. Il canto vibra, disperato e atterrito,
teso con urla spasmodiche sul magma della vita, e si propaga ad echi concentrici
in quella arcana e tenebrosa "waste land".
Equilibrismi vocali (Stewart), sax dissonante (Gareth Sager), basso funky
(Simon Underwood), chitarre al napalm (John Waddington) e un percussivismo
incessante (Bruce Smith) imperversano senza pieta` lungo brani-conversazione
che assomigliano piu` a delle jam di free jazz che a delle canzoni rock.
Il tessuto armonico e` orrendamente deturpato in Blood Money, sul cui
ritmo da discoteca si accaniscono urla demenziali e ogni sorta di eventi
sonori dissonanti; in Words Disobey Me, un delirio vocale che si sdipana
in un un groviglio di chitarrismi allucinogeni e di dissonanze casuali;
in Don't Call Me Pain, aperto dai barriti ipnotici e nevrotici del
sax di Sager che guida Stewart in un dedalo di cantilene paranoiche.
Il vertice epilettico del loro tribalismo assatanato e`
The Boys From Brazil, che sputa versi della jungla quotidiana in riverberi
di disperazione esistenziale dentro un caos lancinante di distorsioni
supersoniche.
Don't Sell Your Dreams e` lo slogan finale, un sottovoce onirico
squarciato all'improvviso da un lungo urlo di dolore.
Il mondo evocato da questa musica cruda ed ermetica
e` un mondo di rovine abitato da selvaggi antropofagi, che puo` essere
interpretato come una visione sia dell'umanita` dopo la catastrofe finale
sia dell'umanita` attuale, altrettanto barbara e feroce nelle metropoli
capitaliste.
Straordinario incrocio fra seduta psicanalitica, viaggio psichedelico,
messa pagana e reportage di musica-verita`, il sound del Pop Group riflette le ansie e le turpitudini
della societa` moderna.
Il secondo 45 giri del gruppo, We Are All Prostitutes, e`
un declamato "brechtiano" su sfondo free-form.
For How Much Longer Do We Tolerate Mass Murder (Rough Trade, 1980)
si rifa` piu` massicciamente
al funk, costruendo solidi tappeti ritmici su cui possono distendersi
e contorcersi la rabbia dirompente del canto e le pennellate d'isteria
dei fiati.
Le ballate-anthem Forces Of Oppression e soprattutto l'ipnotica
Feed The Hungry ne sono l'archetipo.
Il solito torrente di baccano e male parole gronda da Blind Faith,
dalla title-track, dal reggae There Are No Spectators, dalle fanfare
criminali di Communicate e di Rob A Bank,
con gran spreco di fiati e percussioni, con l'ostinato di basso ripetuto
dall'inizio alla fine e le tastiere scardinate. E' una musica fatta piu` che
mai di sincopi, urla e rumori, un collasso sonoro falciato da
scariche di alta tensione.
Rocco Stilo scrive della ristampa su CD di
For How Much Longer:
L'interesse della ristampa risiede nel fatto che il CD recupera del
prezioso materiale inedito del gruppo, a suo tempo lanciato come
«promo LP» a tiratura limitatissima, nel 1980 dalla Rough
Trade. Ora, se due dei dieci pezzi li conosciamo già (We Are Time e Thief Of Fire), per quanto allora
si debba rilevare che fu appunto nel promo
la loro collocazione iniziale, gli altri otto non vennero mai
pubblicati sui dischi ufficiali del gruppo. E non si tratta affatto di
materiale di scarto, bensì di brani validi, che rendono
particolarmente appetibile questa ristampa (che sotto la sua più
recente edizione, risalente a quest'anno a cura della Progressive Line,
recupera One Out Of Many,
assente dalla prima CD edition del 1996, a cura della TDK; mentre la
ristampa di Y recupera invece
il singolo She is Beyond Good and
Evil). Gli otto brani recuperati dal promo LP sono: Trap (4:17), vulcanico e
indiavolato rock'n'roll imbastito sui riffs ossessivi della ritmica,
col finale lasciato alla chitarra, che spazia in un anelito
liberatorio; Genius Or Lunatic
(3:51), con Waddington che sorprende nella sua propensione ad indulgere
in un tema melodico; Colour Blind
(4:05), forse il tema più riuscito, l'impasto più sobrio
del canto e delle chitarre su climi un po’ meno funk, ma sempre inclini
all'improvvisazione; Spanish
Inguisition (3:21), coacervo di distorsioni chitarristiche,
strepiti al sax e urla maniacali, in linea con le tematiche più
congeniali del gruppo; Kiss The Book
(2:48), in chiave leggermente più convenzionale; Amnesty Report (2:41), testo
tragico di una denuncia di Amnesty International, urlato e spasmodico; Springer (1:09), brevissimo,
bislacco e dadaistico esercizio duettato fra il sax e i vocalizzi, al
limite del nonsense; e Sense Of
Purpose (4:24), un testo denuncia del carattere disumano della
scienza moderna, introdotto dal pianoforte e poi sviluppato sui
continui ricambi degli strumenti che si alternano in primo piano.
Nel giro di tre anni il complesso si era gia` esaurito, ma dal suo scioglimento
trassero origine quattro formazioni che se ne spartirono l'eredita`:
Rip Rig & Panic,
Maximum Joy, Pig Bag, e quella di Mark Stewart.
I Pig Bag del bassista Simon Underwood indulgevano in fanfare e marce strumentali per battito disco, chitarra funk, percussioni africane, clapping e sezione di fiati jazz (Papa's Got a Brand New Pigbag, 1982).
Maximum Joy were formed by vocalist Janine Rainforth and saxophonist Tony
Wrafter (of Glaxo Babies), and later
augmented with ex-Pop Group members John Waddington and Dan Catsis
(Stretch, 1981).
Attenti tanto alle avanguardie d'olte-oceano, in particolare al rock
nevrastenico dei Pere Ubu e al funk acido dei Contortions, quanto ai "mostri"
del passato (gli psicopatici, come Buckley, i licantropi, come Beefheart,
gli schizoidi, come Hendrix, gli arrabbiati, come Peel, e i guerriglieri,
come gli MC5), i Pop Group hanno dato vita a una sintesi allucinante
della musica d'assalto.
Il senso ultimo di questa mega-fusion esotica e primitiva e` l'affresco di
un'umanita` attanagliata da drammatiche contraddizioni e tesa verso un
progresso che sovente significa soltanto sterminio di massa.
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