Bauhaus Index

[Extract]

Once upon a midnight dreary,
while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious
volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping,
suddenly there came a tapping,
As of someone gently rapping,
rapping at my chamber door.
"Tis some visitor," I muttered,
"tapping at my chamber door;
Only this, and nothing more."

Edgar Allan Poe

So when they strike off Dr. Caligari off the register he folds up his cabinet, cleans up his act and moves to Northampton.

They stash an impressive strip of songs in their picture wallet, hard black and white stills all. Take 'A God in the Alcove' - David Jay's insistent bass line, wells up in the front of the mix, dragging you like a sleepwalker down winding streets and alleyways where the buildings and the shadows lean, half-pissed, at funny angles. Pete Murphy's powerful caged - animal vocal, strong, picking its way through a monochrome underworld, following Danny Ash's trail of broken glass guitar, shiny and sharp.

And in the background, Kevin Haskins is laying down this mesmeric, understated drum pulse that's making absolutely no fuss, just calmly and efficiently luring you into the web of fascination.

Daniel Ash- "I like to keep the sound relatively raw, with a live feel to it."

On your bike, the rest of you. Here comes the night shift.

ANON - SOUNDS, 16th February 1980