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ER 123LP
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Color vinyl. Includes unreleased track. "Welcome reissue of long out of print UK DIY post-punk EP, with OG copies currently demanding triple digits. Previously released on the peerless early '80s DIY-avant punk label 'Its War Boys', Emotional Response is proud to reissue this genuine 1983 Rosetta Stone post-punk-disco-dub oddity from one of the few legit unsung pioneers of the UK underground. Recorded in the twilight hours, at the legendary Surrey Sound with Chris Gray at the controls, featuring the arresting vocals of Sara Fancy, this long out of print EP serves as an essential piece of the jigsaw from a sprawling and fascinating back catalogue of Amos. (AKA Xentos Jones, Amos D'eath, L. Voag, Jim Welton, and others...), the playful lunacy and a driving force and behind such heavy hitters of the UK DIY avant-pop squat scene such as Milk From Cheltenham, L. Voag, The Work, The Fear Merchants, Just Measurers, The Homosexuals... and a bazillion others. This EP collects the three original EP tracks, plus the additional previously unreleased studio dub, rescued from an oxide shedding cassette. All remastered with love and consideration, ready for the gen pubs aural consumption. This is essential and rewarding listening. As those of you who know, will appreciate."
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GBP 010LP
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Alga Marghen present a reissue of Amos & Sara's Amos & Sara... Invite To 'Endless Latino', originally released by It's War Boys on cassette in 1983. From anonymous: "Overhead comes this thrum-thrum-thrum. They look up to see a plane circling just off the island. The door facing them opens and out pop two figures, tumbling down into the water. Lazily, without a care in the world, the plane turns north and flies away. Of course, the guys start up the boat and head off to investigate. What just happened? Who jumps out of an aircraft at that height? In the water, they find two women. Both dead. Here's the strange thing. Both the bodies, they beat up pretty bad but not only that. They both badly burnt. . . . I really got started on this thanks to my cousins, Luis and Ramon. My cousins are collectively known as Los Rubios. It ain't a family name. . . . You heard of Bahia Blanca? My cousins, they run a small boat out of the harbour there. Shark fishing. That's their thing. Back then, we're talking '76, it was just starting to take off. . . . One day they're out on the boat. That particular day, they didn't have no takers so they figure they'll take the boat out anyway. Hake, gatuzo, squid -- fishing to fill their own bellies. That's when they hear the plane. Luis and Ramon race back to port. Pretty soon, a big crowd gathers. The harbour master comes running. 'Ai, ai, muchachas,' he groans. 'This is a bad business. Seguro, a very bad business. You boys poking about in the hornets' nest. Why you not leave these women to the sharks?' While the Rubios are protesting, the local inspector arrives. He is angry beyond belief. He dismisses the harbour master and the crowd of onlookers with violent curses. . . . Overhead, in the place inhabited by saints and angels, a gentle half-hearted bossa starts up and then grinds to a halt. The silence is broken only by the sound of a shaker -- it could be a rain stick -- being crushed underfoot. And you will find me there at length, all the life in me rising like a wraith into the noonday sky, a dragonish mist that forms a garment for each of us to wear as we dance to Endless Latino!"
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