Faust - LP - White
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09/26/2025
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Limited to 500 copies
Limited hand numbered version.
Limited to 500 copies.
UPC: 4015698105124
The story of Faust begins in 1969, when cultural journalist Uwe Nettelbeck met with Horst Schmolzi, an A&R man at Polydor in Hamburg. Schmolzi was looking for a German answer to The Beatles, but Nettelbeck had other ideas. With a generous advance in hand, he set out to assemble something far more radical. Nettlebeck headed into the Hamburg underground and fused members of the bands Nukleusand Campylognatus Citelli into a new six-piece lineup. From Nukleus came bassist Jean-Herve Peron, guitarist Rudolf Sosna, and saxophonist Gunther Wusthoff. From Campylognatus Citelli, he brought in keyboardist Hans-Joachim Irmler and drummers Werner "Zappi" Diermaier and Arnulf Meifert. Installed in a converted schoolhouse in the rural village of Wumme, Lower Saxony, the band lived and worked communally, while Nettelbeck oversaw the project as producer, alongside engineer Kurt Graupner. Much of the Polydor money went not into marketing, but into building a custom studio on-site, allowing the band complete creative autonomy. Extensive cabling allowed instruments to be played without needing to leave the bedroom, clothing was optional and intoxicants were abundant. The actual recording process didn't begin until three days before the deadline, and what followed was a spontaneous burst of experimental creativity, equal parts anarchic and inspired. Remarkably, the resulting album doesn't sound rushed. On the contrary, 'Faust' feels deliberate in its unpredictability: a meticulously chaotic document of six musicians discovering a new musical language in real time. The trip begins with "Why Don't You Eat Carrots," a collage of absurdist theatre and sound sculpture. Its snarling guitar feedback, shuddering electronics and tape-scratched pop samples mutate into a post-structuralist meltdown. Stones' "Satisfaction" and Beatles' "All You Need Is Love" are reduced to spectral phrases, mocking the very idea of cultural consensus. From...