The Contortions - Dish It Out (1978) This is how one of my all-time favorite albums starts, bringing together in one shot that quadrilateral of crazy talent that goes from Mr. mad-funk James Chance's Contortions to the DNA of a certain Arto Lindsay (and a certain Ikue Mori and a certain Robin Lee Crutchfield) who will go on to do a few things after, passing through the orgasmic mess of Lydia Lunch from Teenage Jesus & the Jerks and the noise annoyance of Mars, whose members will split into various projects, some intersecting with members of DNA. All under the watchful eye of Briaianino. From Isola Deserta, but for real. In my top 10-15, those albums, in short.
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