UT: In Gut’s House

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Blast First! 1987.  BFFP17

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I had a long chat the other day to a woman in a local punk band, and it reminded me that there are nowhere near enough women making noisy records.  Actually, there aren’t enough women making records of any description, but noise seems especially badly served.

So it seemed like a good time to post some women making a glorious racket – and UT sprung to mind.  They’ve appeared here before on the Devil’s Jukebox, but they deserve more than that.  UT were part of the New York No Wave scene, but although they were big at the time, they seem to have been forgotten about, for reasons which aren’t obvious listening to this album.

Their debt to the Velvets is obvious, and Sonic Youth’s debt to them is equally obvious, but UT don’t really sound like either of them – they’re more like a discordant version of The Slits.  Maybe that has to do with how they made their records – the songs are built around improvisation, and the women swap instruments regularly, including a violin which is sadly under-appreciated in rock music (King Of The Slums being a notable exception as well as the obvious Velvets stuff).  Other bands I’ve seen do that have been, as a result, laughably incompetent, but that couldn’t be further from the truth with UT.  As you’d expect, this isn’t an easy listen (it’s often shouty and quite an assault on the eardrums) but there’s some great playing here and some superb material.  As you’d expect their radical politics go down well with me too, but I guess that’s not for everyone.

3 comments
  1. it pisses me off to no end that my vinyl copy of this has been missing for ages. living in several communal houses in the 80s really put a massive dent in my collection! I got over it and considered myself “anti-materialist”, but truth be told: I miss those albums!
    thanks a ton for posting this one!!

  2. You’re welcome.

    I’m lucky that I’ve never lived in a communual house, but I have lost a few records over the years (including all my Stereolab albums) and I miss them – I know how you feel.

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