The latest edition of Mojo magazine clearly enjoyed the reissue of No Pussyfooting giving it four stars. Here’s the review by Andrew Mole.
Two-disc reissue of a first foray into the Frippertronic cathedral of layered erosion
Is it really 35 years ago since Brian Eno invited King Crimson guitarist Robert Fripp round to his house for a cup of tea, some biscuits and a natter about tape loops and sound decay? In 2008, the world of metal, avant-garde and post-classical music is still awash with musicians working the same arena as F&E, producing heavy drone works that owe them a huge debt.
Remastered, with “additional index points” (track breaks) inserted into the original side-long tracks, and an extra CD with the tracks reversed and played at half speed, the mystical systhesizer tape-loop symphonies on Pussyfooting (and the simultaneous reissue, 1975’s less anarchic Evening Star) sound both unholy modern and magically archaic, heavy ambience built onan idea of audio decay (tape, vinyl) that, in this hard digital age, induces a wave of warm, mellow nostalgia.
