Private press sound poet brings drum my tantrums raps, yoga punk and high octane inventions to late 70s New York. Finally captured on Vinyl for this unique sound collection by Beth Anderson. Carving an unlikely and elaborate niche in the stoney academic landscape which she once shared with the likes of Phill Niblock, John Cage and Sorel Hayes, the excitable proto-punk poèmes sonores of the linguistic loose cannon known as Beth Anderson first rolled through New York in the mid-1970s (from Kentucky via San Francisco) like a jumbled tumbleweed of lost Letterism, face paint and threadbare drummy funk to astonish gallery floors, lecture theatres and loft apartment stages. One thousand leagues under the radar of the commercial music industry, with a sense of humour that elevated way above her highbrow peer group, the music of Beth Anderson has successfully evaded the pressing plant for most of her creative career, and not unlike fellow New York gallery actionist Suzanne Ciani, it has taken decades to successfully collect and contextualise these early recordings – expanding her elusive discography beyond the rare and mysterious
solo single entry in the process.
- A1 Ocean Motion Mildew Mind
- A2 Yes Sir Ree
- A3 I Can't Stand It
- A4 Country Time
- B1 If I Were A Poet
- B2 Torero Piece
- B3 Peachy Keen-O
