For all those people who state bad music began proliferating after the advent of CDs and MP3s, I present to them, Mama Dada 1919. Released in 1979, it dedicated itself to Comrade Lol. I don’t have any idea what the point of this sort of release is, to show that you had enough gumption to bother having it released.
Most of the songs on here are extremely brief and possess a tossed-off feeling. The theme in the first song reappears at the end, and there do appear to be some unifying factors despite the mostly improvised nature of the recordings. It feels so random that is near-impossible to enjoy. Sure, I enjoy improvisers like AMM, but they have training and knowledge of what they’re doing.
None of the sounds they explore are things that should be mind-blowing to anyone with an even passing knowledge of music. Faust did this, some 60s band did that. It goes on that way for roughly 14 minutes. Even their name, which instantly drew me to them, implied a goofy nature or at least an energetic record. Sadly, neither one of those things is the case. Instead, this comes across very heavily as indulgent music or an inside joke whose answer I’m not privy to. Music like this gives the avant-garde a bad name.