Mistakes were made!

(D)(B)(H) - The World is a Wedding, as Wet as Breath on Glass
Turned Word Records

(D)(B)(H)'s The World is a Wedding, as Wet as Breath on Glass is not about mistakes, but the "now what?" moments that follow. The cassette featured a tiny insert containing phrases that appeared to be written on a typewriter ("No point in not even no never"; "Wouldn't even wanna"; "Do it to me / do it to me / do me to it"; and on and on), complete with segments that had X's typed through them, as if the person typing was short of correction fluid or Wite-Out and resorted to drastic, spastic measures to blot out their mistakes. (Hold down shift key! Mash X key with index finger! Mash backspace key! Repeat!)

And oh yeah, the music. There is bass-heavy drum beats and trumpet that sounds like elephants bellowing as their tusks are slowly removed from their bodies. It reminded me of the Nihilist Spasm Band or the Residents during their moments of clarity. The music is confrontational, surreal, formless, almost primitive. It flirts with noise and free jazz, while wanting nothing to do with either. There are moments where the trumpets stumble upon a melody and it plays for a few notes, only this is followed by what sounds like a brass instrument wincing. This is the realization that a mistake has been made, that melody has no place in this madness. And so the music retreats from that melody and becomes even more confrontational, bringing its red-spotted anger nose right up against yours.