As much as I love my hometown, I can also hate it viscerally: for its provinciality and nationalism culminating in the city’s mind-numbing and degenerate carnival festivities fueled by the home-brewn beer called Kölsch, or for the mismanaged and ugly build-up of the city after 95% of it was destroyed in the merciless bombings of …
Tony Conrad with Faust – Outside the Dream Syndicate (1973)
Dear John. I’m sitting here listening to the playback of this copy of Outside. I can hear the tape making noise and dropout. I can hear the old Wollensak sound. I wish it were a better copy. – Tony Conrad to his friend John Cale. Some albums are just a deep dives, the type of …