"Nineteen hundred and seventy-eight was ground zero for the UK
post-punk explosion. The previous few years had seen raw rock nâ€™ roll
claw itâ€™s way back into the mass consciousness, but â€˜78 was the year a
veritable army of disconnected and discontented art students decided, en
masse mind, to pick up cheap guitars, switch on malfunctioning
synthesizers and beat upon cobbled-together drumkits. From the art
colleges they came, inspired by the throbbing rhythms
of PiL, The Pop Group and Pere Ubu, but also by politically-charged
reggae and dub such as King Tubby, Prince Far-I and the Coxsone Sound
Code BMUS was just such a unit. Four too-smart-for-their-own-good lads converged in London
with an itch to join the fray. Pitched somewhere between squatterpunk art-scrabble and headier
RIO-style instrumental tangle, Code BMUS carved out their own
peculiar identity in an unforgiving London music and art scene. For
years they plied their trade, hauling their unconventional set-up â€“ â€œa
rhythm kit built from Indian tablas , Irish bodhrÃ¡n, an assortment of
metal tubes and plates, snare, marching band bass drum and a
miscellaneous collection of objects to hit wired up with transducer
micsâ€¦deconstructed guitar played with bottleneck, bow
and sticks on an ironing boardâ€ â€“ to all manner of clubs, converted showspaces and improvised venues.
In 1981, Code BMUS brought their musical contraptions to Cold
Storage, a meat locker that had been transformed into a recording studio
by the fiercely independent and experimental postpunk trio This Heat.
The resulting 12â€ EP, Strike Now, There is No Cover, is a
of right angles, sharp turns and unclassifiable agitpop. With its
driving bass, slashing guitar and inspired junk percussion, Code BMUS
echoes contemporaries such as Cabaret Voltaire, Fire Engines, and 23
Skidoo, but Code BMUS operated in the squatter scene, rubbing elbows
Crass and their ilk. Code BMUSâ€™ politics donâ€™t come off as theory,
but as the righteous anger of those who live everyday under the thumb of
the powerful and corrupt. The turmoil of their daily lives comes
through loud and clear, imbuing Code BMUSâ€™ turbulent music with an
that cannot be faked.
Kicking off a busy 2014, New York Cityâ€™s Ever/Never Records brings
you a faithful reissue of Code BMUSâ€™ overlooked post-punk classic,
Strike Now, There is No Cover; four songs of collapse and struggle that
resonate loudly as ever, sounding better than ever and available as
never before." - ever/never
AWESOME Silk screened sleeves, 2 inserts.
This product was added to our catalog on Friday 25 July, 2014.