The return of Disco Inferno
In winter 1994 a bunch of those bands got together for a showcase in London: Disco Inferno’s chunk was the best gig I had ever seen. Live, the group’s samples no longer sat tensely at the edge of a track – they boiled over into cacophony and the gig became three men trying to control the noise they were making, turning the clutter into molten, thrilling, and hard-won pop. Afterwards, I bought Ian Crause a drink. He glumly dismissed my fannish ravings about his group and talked instead about how great the Byrds were. A few months later Disco Inferno split up.
Wrote about DI in the Guardian, specifically their Five EPs reissue, which is out next month and which I very strongly recommend you buy.
