BUZFUZ PRESS COVERAGE:
Online reviews:
REVIEWS
OF THE JEWELLED CARRIAGEWAY ALBUM (Sep 06)
Morning
Star
Sounds XP
Shakenstir
Get
Ready To Rock
Disorder
The
Skinny
Room
13
Tangents
REVIEWS OF FIRE HORSE CD ALBUM (04)
New-Noise
Tasty
Shakenstir
Logo
Awesome Lies
Sounds XP
REVIEWS OF "INDELIBLE"
TRACK ON FRUIT MACHINE COMPILATION (05)
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Londonist
LIVE REVIEWS
Oppostion
T "Buzfuz is Northern England's twenty-first century incarnation of
Bob Dylan, complete with his own Joan Baez" (Joe solo 12 Bar Club May 06)
Whisperin
And Hollerin (12 Bar Club, London Feb
06)
Oppositiont.co.uk
(Joe solo, Buffalo Bar Aug 04) (Scroll to Buzfuz)
Leeds
Music Scene (Joe solo, Leeds Nov 04)
Radio
"more interesting stirrings from the world of folk, or perhaps we better
make that ‘new folk’. This is Sergeant Buzfuz, a group based on
the songwriting smarts of Joe Murphy, a man not afraid to match the sounds of
quaint old rural England with words describing it’s mucky modern urban
successor. As well as the hammered dulcimer, whistles and fiddles I like Murphy’s
slightly wandering vocals. Sometimes they sound frankly out of tune but on this
track ‘Swallows’ they ooze charm, conviction and a certain menace."
(Robert Sandall, Mixing It, Radio 3)
Paper reviews:
REVIEWS OF THE JEWELLED CARRIAGEWAY
“Occasionally Sergeant Buzfuz get accused of being folk but it would be more accurate to describe their mixture of sleepy melody and witty lyricisms as ‘pop’ if that label wasn’t already taken. This is clever stuff but, despite the presence of acoustic guitars and violins, it’s also very tuneful and undeniably modern” (Trevor Baker, Rock Sound)
REVIEWS OF FIRE HORSE CD ALBUM (2004)
"A-TEN-SHUN!Sergeant
Buzfuz parades his talent on his new album, Fire Horse.
Buzfuz, aka Joe Murphy, follows his debut, Obsessive Compulsion Pour Homme,
with another selection of songs touched with his lyrical genius.
Like Damon Gough and Jarvis Cocker he's got a knack for romanticising the mundane.
The lovely organic and acoustic sound of Fire Horse may be homely but it's a
dysfunctional domesticity that often dominates. There's a poignancy underpinning
simple songs like Don't Drink Yourself To Sleep where Murphy sings "you're
the life and the soul of every party you left behind" and "you drink
for your nightmares, you drink for your lust" before a finale of "you've
got to learn to love yourself/before you can let someone else."
This isn't just lo-fi bedroom noodling, there's a real depth to the music too.
The uplifting Obedience features organ, mandolin and accordion and on Scratch
A Lover there's a busking vibe that bleeds with a heartfelt honesty that's so
utterly compelling.
Buzfuz runs a monthly Blang! night at London's 12 Bar that's featured an alternative
array of artists including The Broken Family Band and Chris T-T. It's a vibrant
scene reminiscent of the early days of Postcard Records and Buzfuz do recall
the bittersweet beauty of The Go-Betweens on the outstanding Ghost.
It's an unpretentious sound with a lyrical and musical depth that will gently
lap around your head. Fighting it is futile; just join-up with Sergeant Buzfuz
- you're in his army now. ESSEX CHRONICLE 19/3/04
"Somewhere between the points defined by the eclectic folk eccentricity of the Incredible String Band and John Cooper Clark's stream of punk poet consciousness" BURTON MAIL 24/4/04
"You
probably haven't heard of Sergeant Buzfuz but, on the strength of this album,
you would be well advised to track him down.
Part of the UK's alternative folk/country scene (see also The Broken Family
Band, The Folk Orchestra and Chris T-T), Sergeant Buzfuz is actually Joe Murphy,
a Sheffield musician and wry lyricist who lives in London.
Fire Horse is a rich, passionate record that brings to mind Leonard
Cohen in a snug bar or a more loveable Chumbawamba. Murphy's raspy vocals also
conjure up the spirit of Strummer and many of these songs could be off some
alternative Sandinista!
Highlights include the hypnotic dulcimer-hammered Ghost and the
folktronica of See-Through, which explodes into a fitting finale. THE
WEST BRITON 25/3/04
"a classmate of
the likes of Morrisey and Jarvis Cocker"
WARWICKSHIRE
+ WORCESTERSHIRE HERALD OBSERVER SERIES 11/3/04
"WEIRD SOD, TOP RECORD.
Warm music making palatable and accessible a skewed and screwed lyrical feast.
It is a fact that REM would kill, hopefully each other, for songs like these.
If you need proof that a Gibson & a stack of Marshals isn’t a prerequisite
to produce ferocious tracks you need this album and a listen to “Scratch
A Lover” or “Cactus” will pin your ears back. See Joe Murphy
is a bright boy and he has a weird & winning way with words, but he’s
undeniably a nasty bit of work. “Fire Horse” is simply a collection
of excellent songs and if there’s a better reason for buying a record
and listening to it, I don’t know what it is." UNPEELED fanzine (April
04)
"Fire Horse manages to pull some cracking melodies out of the hat, especially on the gently crafted 'Untitled # 2' or the lulling repetition of 'Ghost'...Fire Horse is impossible to dislike, brimming with eloquent sentiment and a fistful of tunes' ROCK SOUND (April 04)
"Rich in originality, with lyrics that are vivid and at times very funny. Complimented by an eccentric five-piece band that plays instruments ranging from the maraccas to the hammered dulcimer, Sergeant Buzfuz's sound, as you may have guessed, verges on the adventurous. But don't be fooled by this seemingly quirky band, their music can befriend the most reserved listener. This is because some of the material in Fire Horse rests in an intimate human reality, both endearing and thought provoking. 4/5. BUZZ (South Wales Culture)
"It's
a misleading choice of name, to say the least. Charles Dickens¹s Sergeant
Buzfuz was a pompous, bullying lawyer who
conducted cross-examination with all the subtlety of a sledgehammer. But this
incarnation (the alias of a loose collective revolving around Sheffield-born
Joe Murphy ) weave their twisted little vignettes out of the most basic materials
with rare elegance and delicacy. Cynical outsiders a little lost in the big
bad world, they¹d be right at home swapping their tales of urban alienation
with Badly Drawn Boy and Chris T-T over a bottle of cheap red in their east
London bedsit. They share those acts' magpie mentality and fondness for folk,
building a series of off-kilter arrangements from an eclectic array of instruments
including banjo, mandolin, accordion and that 17th-century favourite the hammered
dulcimer. This, their second album, is quintessentially British music that fits
right in the long line running from the Kinks through the Smiths and on into
Blur, bookish romantics always ready to conceal a breaking heart with a biting
wit.
If anything, they¹re a little too quirky and understated for their own
good. Though there are flashes of brilliance in the dulcimer-led Ghost and jittery,
hypnotic closer See-Through, they don¹t yet have the knack of dashing off
epics of quiet desperation that come so easily to those other bands.
But they¹re mining a promising seam of isolation and disillusionment: more
Miss Havisham than Sergeant Buzfuz. Let¹s hope that the great expectations
aren¹t unjustified." James Eagle, MORNING STAR (March 04)
"When Joe Murphy - Buzfuz - croons "Leather and chain worn around snowflake and lace" on the cracked orchestral acoustica of 'Shimmers Like Gold', he sums up his crafted wine-fly artistry more eloquently than any cliche-ropey, frameful, blameful prose could ever hope to achieve. Nicking the string arrangements left over from Let It Be Naked, this is a tarnished gem. Buy it." THE FLY (March '04)
"Sergeant Buzfuz's latest offering,
Fire Horse, is not easy to pin down. On first listening many comparisons come
to mind, each of them as utterly inconsistent as the last. Teardrop Explodes?
Undoubtedly. Crowded House? There is a certain Neil Finn elemant to Murphy's
croaking tone. Bright Eyes? The twisted folk element is engrained in every track
on the album. The list goes on and on; but the longer it gets, the more difficult
it becomes to nail down Sergeant Buzfuz. Maybe it's the subject matter. Murphy's
compositions tend to sway between the sentimental, lovelorn folk traditions
in one moment, and the more vicseral, bilious planes of bitter revenge in the
next.
All in all it makes for unpredictable and sometimes uneasy listening. The musicianship
is undoubtedly raw with basic instrumentation and some unsteady, discordant
moments that lie just on the wrong side of 'experimental' and can be distracting.
But it's not hard to see the promise in this band. Murphy is obviously unafraid
of trying something new and the veins of originality which run through Fire
Horse are easy to see and rich for mining."
FLUX magazine (#41, March/April 04)
"Joe Murphy, once hailed as “a one man Teardrop Explodes”, is the man behind London’s 12 Bar Club’s monthly ‘Blang!’ nights, a kind of anti-antifolk happening that has brought many of NYC’s Sidewalk Café regulars to the capital; he’s also curating a Blang! event at Tate Britain in March, presumably populated with the work of the misfits he works with, and who he pays tribute to in his own work. For this second Sergeant Buzfuz outing Murphy runs with an expanded band comprising whoever can make it on the night, running through material that sounds like the result of extended pilfering from Bob Dylan, Robyn Hitchcock and Marc Bolan. Curiously, it sounds like he’s dragged all three into the studio with him as well, making this both a curio and a joy." 4 STARS LOGO magazine (March 04)
REVIEWS OF 'OBSESSIVE COMPULSION POUR HOMME'
CD ALBUM (2001)
" a selection of quirky
and heartfelt songs….a nice line in charming melodies, simply marvellous"
THE LIST, feb 2001
" Like another Yorkshire boy exiled
to London, Sergeant Buzfuz, aka Joe Murphy, has got a way with words. The reverse
romance of "Don't spray Chanel on your arms and neck / plastic lilies
will be all you'll get'' from "Public Enemy # 1" could be straight out of the
Jarvis Cocker songbook. Musically, too, there are similarities with early Pulp
in the low-rent organ sounds and lo-fi indie production. But, if anything, Murphy
has an even sharper sense of humour and the likes of the Hefner-esque "Bite
Your Lip" show he's got the tunes to go with it."
Trevor Baker, www.bol.com, March 2001
REVIEWS FOR 'PLUGGED IN' 7 INCH (2000)
" Debut single from London-based newcomer - plaintive vocals, weird sound
effects and acoustic guitar combine to create a sound not unlike the Kinks being
produced by Badly Drawn Boy"
frOnt feb 2000
"Some incisive lyrical content here.
'Put your hands together now/Cool Brittania is a mad cow', that benefits from
the song's laid-back acoustic groove. Shades of Steve Harley and Julian Cope
are present and, like those two, Mr Buzfuz could well be a social commentator
to watch out for."
Record Collector # 247, March 2000
"The Sergeant, a Sheffield emigre resident in Hackney named Joe Murphy,
comes on like a one-man Teardrop Explodes."
SELECT magazine's Dirty Dozen, March 2000
"Who is Sergeant Buzfuz and what army does he represent? We know not. The
only artefact of his existence that we have ever encountered is this seven-inch
circle of sound featuring three quietly thrilling musical gems. The warped pop
of "Cool Brittania' is rambling, ephemeral and literate in a manner reminiscent
of Robyn Hitchcock; 'Jesus Loves You When You're Naked' comes on like a comedy
cross between Dylan, Hefner and George Harrison; 'Plugged In' somehow manages
to bridge all of the above while also incorporating a Theremin. Eccentric and
lo-fi, and oddly touching. Here's hoping there's more where this came from."
April Long NME 29 January 2000
LIVE PREVIEWS AND REVIEWS
" Sergeant Buzfuz's twitchy alienation transcends the theatreland setting."
Martin Horsfield, NME 17 nov 2001
" Sgt Buzfuz was next in line and to my relief played his guitar with no
apologies accompanied by the spooky roughness of girl on a zither, the sound
was almost oriental punk with strange 'Banshee' flavours. His riffs were solid
and songs such as 'She got the words punk rock/ runnin' thru her like a stick
of rock' had me smilin' and reminiscing over a time I had not shared first hand.
I love acoustic/punk guitar playin, I have never been a session head guitar
freak, and thank fuck, he never played one solo. Sgt Buzfuz has a lot to say
about things. His observations on 'what the fuck we're all doing here' left
a Billy Bragg/Jarvis Cocker/Ian Dury kind of impression. His song, Untitled
1, was a real beauty song with a drawling chorus of 'I could swim into you if
you wanted me to', and in between songs you couldn't help but notice this wasn't
no bitter phoney bandwagon jumper from the East End, and I thought about the
myth that punks don't care….Sgt Buzfuz does."
www.trakmarx.com issue 4, june 2002 (review of April Blang!
at 12 Bar)
" Arrive early at the Blang! club for host Buzfuz's jaw-dropping lyrical
outlook."
METRO LIFE Dec 2002