Rachael Kozak, aka "Hecate."
Ric Ocasek -- for comparison purposes. IMHO, you really don't want the video....
Posted on 12/09/2002 10:44:59 AM PST by MadIvan
An electronic musician from Winnipeg, Canada is making an album out of the noises he and his partner make during sex.
Aaron Funk and his girlfriend Rachael Kozak recorded their love-making sessions on mini-disk.
Funk, who normally records under the name Venetian Snares, sampled the noises and turned them into music.
The album, to be called Nymphomatriarch, is due to be released next year.
"People I've played it for don't believe it," Funk told a forthcoming issue of Playboy.
"They're like: "No, no, no - you've sampled high hats there, I know it." It's essentially alchemy, shaping sex into a new form.
"It's weird to deconstruct the sounds of sex. It makes you conscious of a lot of stuff you'd normally ignore. I remember thinking, like, oh, that slap will make a good snare drum.
"Or, wow, that was a freakish set of grunts and moans - I want to make that into a choir later."
Songs completed so far include Hymen Tramp Choir, Pervs, and Blood on the Rope.
Ric Ocasek -- for comparison purposes. IMHO, you really don't want the video....
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This is as good a time as any for me to announce I'll be releasing a full-length, digital recording of my own farts. |
There are plenty of hit records with "sex noises," not all of them officially acknowledged as such. If you listen closely to "Judy in Disguise" by John Fred, you can hear that familiar "Oh, oh, oh" panting near the end. The first one that I knew of growing up was "Love Won't Let Me Wait" by R&B singer Major Harris, which must have been 1972 or 1973. I grooved to "Jungle Fever" by the Chakachas blissfully unaware of the reason for the grunting, and in retrospect, I wonder what my parents were thinking when it would play in the family car as me and my siblings were listening to the funky guitar part.
Disco was a fertile field for the sex records. After Donna Summer faked it to platinum, there were producers all over the world trying to pump new life into worn-out grooves with bimbo breathing. To a newly pubescent fellow like myself, this was the only reason to hope disco stuck around. Especially burned in my memory are Musique's "Love Me" and "Love Massage" ("Oh! Yes!" Right there! Right therrrrre!") and "Come On And Give It To Me" by the group that went by the name Poussez.
Yes, Poussez. Don't get it? Try saying it with a French accent.
The most ridiculously obvious of all the sex noise records had to be Sylvia's "Pillow Talk." Sylvia, who became a record mogul as co-founder of seminal rap label Sugar Hill Records, recorded an entire album of suggestive songs with a breathy vocals almost as vocally lame as Britney Spears'. But, as with Spears, Sylvia's talent was not the point. The point was -- as Austin Powers would say -- "Do I make you horny, baby?"
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I begging you not to post any photos of any female that would have sex with that. |
OUTSTANDING!
More importantly:
IS THERE A CONDOM ON THE MICROPHONE???
Too late. The job has already been automated:
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