Urine Gagarin - The Withered Terminus of Evolution
- Stewart Smith
- 20 January 2014
Debut disc from 'ecstatic free jazz noise maximum improv trio'
If the jazz police come knocking, tell 'em it's the trumpet wot did it. The first track from The Withered Terminus of Evolution, the debut disc from Glasgow's impishly named 'ecstatic free jazz noise maximum improv trio' Urine Gagarin, bursts out of the speakers in a brick-walled mass of hideous scree. Over Laurie 'Golden Teacher' Pitt's free drum armageddon, trumpeter Stuart Arnot of weirdo-improv crew Acrid Lactations unleashes banshee howls and arcs of white-light, while Mr Kylie Minoise himself, Lea Cummings, hoses them down with sulphuric acid, before barbecuing the sinewy pulp with a flame-thrower. The second track takes a left turn into tense no-wave atmospherics, all scraped guitar strings, billowing percussion and sinister electronic hum, while the third sounds like kittens in a microwave. This is raw, hell-for-leather stuff, lacking the scalpel sharp precision of heavy jazz fiends like Dead Neanderthals, but it sure is exciting.