BLACK HUMOR - Love God - Love One Another

BLACK HUMOR was an experimental rock band from San Francisco in the early 80's. (Not to be confused with "blackhumor," alias of noise artist Frazer Hall.) They released just one, very hard to find LP on Fowl Records in 1982. Only 1,000 records were pressed, each with unique handmade covers: thick slabs of paint, collage, parrot feathers, dirt, whatever else happened to be laying around their Tenderloin flat. Many of these have since gone for high, collector prices or ended up in oblivion.

Existing in a parallel universe to other bands of the era, BLACK HUMOR's music is filled with jarring images of urban decay and desperation, bass-driven melodies, and layers of dissonant guitar and percussion. And perhaps the only known recording of a parrot that was taught to say "Fuck You."

This first time reissue uses the originally intended artwork for the album cover. Fully authorized and mastered from the original analog tapes. Includes new insert with liner notes by singer George Miller and engineer Tom Mallon.

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Reviews

"Absolutely fantastic art punk from SF not far from PERE UBU meets DOO-DOOETTES and the whole LAFMS freakatorium and all of them jamming in the acidatorium with FLIPPER!"

– Mutant Sounds

"A very unusual blend of punk, industrial, and a unique DIY/art aspect."

– Min Yee (A FRAMES / Z Gun mag)

"BLACK HUMOR is perhaps THE band / lp from that era of SF that seemed to fuse equal elements of FLIPPER / CHURCH POLICE, FACTRIX / MINIMAL MAN and FUCK UPS / SICK PLEASURE to forge a release that was all their own."

– Tom Lax (Siltbreeze Records)

"BLACK HUMOR is the San Francisco based late term abortion of Dan Houser (GOOD SAMARITANS) and George Miller. This band was mostly a studio project although they changed their sound a bit and did play some live shows around the time this record first came out (on Fowl Records in 1982). The sound is somewhere between noisy art punk and industrial with a brief lapse into traditional African in Zebra Killers. The content of this record is a whole other thing though. The liner notes detail the intentions, more or less, for every song. The record seems to be somewhere between a true outsider's rant and a social experiment in bad taste. From what I have read, these guys were pretty big weirdos. Dan Houser was always wearing roller skates and hung out with a parrot he had taught to say, 'fuck'. This record does not have the most radio friendly lyrics, but it has balls and while not ALL the sounds jive with me, I like this record and I have respect for what these guys where going for. This record is art.

– Greta Clue (KFJC Radio)