the safety of your own home, you to can be subjected to the
eerie sound of Drywall. Like the cousin that your family wanted
to lock in the basement, but who crashed the Thanksgiving
dinner anyways, Drywall's first album is here. Work the Dumb
Oracle is the first in a planned trio of apocalyptic documents.
Just remember, Los Angeles is simply where the rest of us
will be in ten years. Or less.
installment in the "trilogy of apocalyptic documents" signals
a radical departure in sound, miles away from the vividly
tuneful and playful compositions of solo Ridgway and if anything,
a return to the nightmarish tones of Wall of Voodoo and beyond.
The album rolls around gleefully in the wreckage and detritus
of an increasingly insane American society; a place where
18 - wheelers hurtle down interstates strewn with the corpses
of dead animals, where exclusive clubs cater for every perversion
known to man , where grand theft auto is euphemistically justified
as "takin' back America." An intense and fiery listen and
a measure of both its excitingly improvised random feel and
its disorienting, willfully unpolished and impure nature.
The companion film, The Drywall Incident followed this release.