My relationship with h2so4 first began when I edited a fanzine down at the S16 studio complex.
In those days S16 was a terrible place.
You’ve heard of Andy Warhol’s seminal ‘Factory’?
Of Course you have, the place is legendary.
Imagine an English version of that with an unemployed painter & decorator in the place of Warhol,
a ludicrous mixture of rapidly aging buffoons in the place of The Velvet Underground
and a mad blow-smoking hippy with fat thighs and arty pretentions in the place of Nico.
You’re not even close, but in the right ball park, certainly.
I was typing away, desperately trying to avoid eye contact with any of the poseurs, ponces and pretend pop-stars that were lining the walls,
(having a very small job in the arse end of the music industry, as I did at the time, only attracted morons and demo tapes, not the proto-sluts and rocks of crack the size of tennis balls as I always hope), when my ears pricked up.
The small studio next door to the office at S16 was a dark, freezing little whole which housed their small independent label.
As far as I knew they had released one 12”, earning a place on a John Digweed Compilation,
an achievement that made the ghouls of S16 gasp in awe.
As I sat there, frozen, and listening intently, I could barely comprehend what was happening.
To put it simply, I could hear a preposterously fantastic sound thumping through the wall.
I rushed out of the office and crashed through the door.
The poor label people looked like Middle East hostages who’d seen daylight for the first time in years.
Crouching in the corner with them was a gaggle of shifty souls who gave the instant impression of questionable sexual ambitions.
I came to know them collectively as h2so4..
The music I was hearing was “Little Soul”.
The sheer force of the rhythm was cracking my spine and the rage of the vocal was making me impotent.
I felt dwarfed, powerless and pathetic from the sonic tidal-wave that was attacking me at brain-shaving volume. It was epiphonic. Well the single came out and jocks and hacks loved it.
Me? Well, having listened to ‘Little Soul’ for the first time, I went blind for 3 days.
Suffice to say that, one week later I found myself jobless, homeless and single.
On the eight day I found myself in Swansea of all places, an h2so4 tattoo on my forehead and a Little Soul one to accompany it down the length of my p^^^^….
They Locked me up of course…….. Will
Will has recovered and gone on to win many UK awards for journalism and now writes for The guardian.
h2so4 are back in the UK with more uncompromising independent music.
Better let Will Storr know he needs to book a week off, for the mean time avoid small dark freezing studios. h2so4s 4th album is on its way