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Man with the Woman Face
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Tracks
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Beware the African Mosquito (Ring Your Doorbell, Put You to Sleep) (13:14)
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Ag canadh thuas sa spèir (8:37)
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White Light from the Stars in Your Mind (A Paramechanical Development) (15:48)
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Label
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United Dairies
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Country
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UK
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Catalogue
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UD0102CD
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Format
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CD
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Date
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January 2002
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Edition
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UD0102CD. Edition in digipak.
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Sleeve Notes
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Steven Stapleton
Colin Potter
Mastered by Denis Blackham at Country Masters
Artwork by Babs
Thanks to Matt Black and Paul Jackson
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Reviews
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Longtime NWW fans are going to be very very very
pleased with this album. Shaved down to a mere duo featuring Steven
Stapleton and Colin Potter, this is almost a tribute to the more
ambient and free-form early to mid-period Nurse with Wound. The
original mission statement from 1978 included a provision that Steven
Stapleton didn't like "songs" and the last few full-length albums ('An
Awkward Pause', 'Acts of Senseless Beauty', 'Who Can I Turn To Stereo'
and 'Rock 'n Roll Station') have all been heavily song-based. Clocking
in at under 40 minutes, this particular journey is comprised of three
pieces: the two endpieces which linger around the 15-minute mark and
the 8+ minute middle piece, whose title loosely translates to "Up in
the Air, Singing" in Gaelic. Musically, it's perhaps the most intimate
Nurse with Wound has been, with a particular, almost personal subtlety
which I haven't detected probably since 'A Missing Sense.' The album
opens with a warm underscore, scatterings of organic and electronic
noises twitter and scurry by, accented with quiet, mumblesome voices,
bees, finger piano or marimba (I can't tell) and various other sound
effects -NOT- simply recycled from previous projects. It continues with
an almost arguably surprising twist of events as the "band" jumps into
full-force instrumental hyper Kraut-rock mode towards the end of the
second track. The music and feel of the last track almost echoes the
'Musical Pumpkin Cottage'-era work from Stapleton with Tibet. The
vocals repeat the title over and over again, comfortably easing any
listener into utter bliss. This album can easily become one of my most
listened-to records for 2002. - Jon Whitney
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