Just over half an hour of gleefully morbid insanity from Canadian avant-gardist John Mills-Cockell and his Intersystems compatriots. This was their second of three albums, and showed a growing influence of musique concrete and Cageian absurdity. Over a backdrop of tape-manipulated percussive noises, electronics and occasional gloomy organ, performance poet Blake Parker narrates increasingly bizarre versions of a story about two men finding a cave full of guns.
A striking and pioneering record (it really feels like it belongs in the mid-70s, contemporaneous with prime Residents, but this was '67), Peachy sounds like it would've made Intersystems a shoo-in for the Nurse With Wound List. In fact, just checked and I was surprised they weren't there. Perhaps no copies of their original LPs found their way to the UK; had any turned up in a 70s London record shop, surely Stapleton would've sniffed them out like a bloodhound.
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