Search - Foetus Symphony Orchestra, Lydia Lunch :: York (First Exit to Brooklyn)

Interesting context to use the word "orchestra" in

hirofantv | tomorrow | 05/24/2002

(5 out of 5 stars)

"This album, immediately following Gash in the annals of Foetus, is improvised music composed by 9 people including the master of disaster himself, Jim Thirlwell. I would say it's Foetus's most "industrial" music, but it's not even, not at all. It features such instruments as a conch shell, tin whistle, the middle-eastern instrument the electric oud, & that ancient instrument that's typically used for spiritual freedom the didgeridoo. Lydia Lunch's grating narration also frequently takes spotlight. When Jim Thirlwell sings, it's primal, carnal, full of mucous. This dark, not-quite-ambient (where the fervor of emotion isn't guiding the sound), gritty Foetus cd can be respite from other thick noise he's known for."

I Know my Hot Dog

J. Getka | Baltimore, MD United States | 08/23/2002

(3 out of 5 stars)

"This is the only CD by Foetus that I own on which he goes by a name other than "Scraping Foetus off the Wheel". I think the music is all really good, and the songs are rather lengthy which I always enjoy, but this Lydia Lunch character is rather annoying. I know she is someone famous apparently but I'm not familiar with anything else she's done. Her voice doesn't mix well with the orchestration. She sounds like an old woman droning on and on about nothing. Thirlwell contributes some vocals of his own but they're little more than background moans and growls. This would have worked a lot better as an instrumental. It's like bad Throbbing Gristle."