In January 1984, Frank Tovey, Blixa Bargeld & some Einstürzende Neubauten people, and some of their friends played together in a gig named “concerto for voice and machinery”.
« The performers, all wearing goggles for protection from the fierce showers of sparks flying from the hot slicings of wood and metal, included Neubauten regulars Mufti, Marc Chung and Alexander Von Borsig, plus Genesis P. Orridge, Fadist Frank Tovey, Jila (from Holland’s Schlafose Nacht) and the svelte frame of Stevo. The latter first toiling at woodsaw and later switching to an assault on a locker room cabinet.
The noise was intense, violent, beautiful. A few ran, with fingers wedged in ears, to the exits as the decibels soared to agony-inducing proportions. The air became heavy with smoke, sawdust and, in places, sickly with petrol fumes.
And it was exciting. Madly and wildly so. People quaked in the bone breaking din, squealing their delight in a kind of euphoric giddiness. A sudden taste of forbidden pleasure, fuelled by a drunken adrenaline pulse of sheer noise and crazed destruction.
Possibly the best gig since the crucifixion »
You can find the entire review of the gig here