“SONG FOR EWE” with CASPAR BRÖTZMANN of CASPAR BRÖTZMANN MASSAKER “SONG FOR EWE” is the feature where artists & music people beloved by VELVET SHEEP choose an obscure song they’ve been listening to that day. With Caspar Brötzmann Massaker due to play a gig at London’s Hackney, Oslo this Friday 8th November it seems apt to reissue this top notch “song for ewe”. Caspar Brötzmann  is a guitar virtuoso and majestic noisenik whom I will forever associate with Velvet Sheep fanzine by dint of the fact that when his intrepid trio the Caspar Brötzmann Massaker were in session on John Peel in 1995, Peel mentioned Velvet Sheep (issue 17) too as I was running a Caspar Brötzmann interview as my headline feature. I’d spent a fantastic afternoon in the intoxicating company of Caspar at a pub near the Gray’s Inn Road, Kings Cross at the behest of Paul Smith from Blast First and Peel recounted some of the lighter highlights from said interview: that Herr Brötzmann wasn’t a particularly big fan of football or of countryman F1 legend Michael Schumacher of whom he thought was “too clean and should be doing advertising”. Peel also quoted from my review of a recent gig by the Massaker at Highbury Garage where I claimed my “mate’s wind problems were cured by the intense booming of the stacks”! And mein gott what a sound it was. An innovative and masterful guitarist from Berlin via the New York art scene, he’s re-releasing his first two band albums as the CBM, “The Tribe” and “Black Axis” via the astute Southern Lord Records (with more reissues to come), and new material is strongly rumoured too. With pleasing symmetry, it’s an absolute honour and feels only right to welcome back to the pages of VS (now virtual ones rather than xeroxed A4), Caspar Brötzmann! First, here’s that Peel mention captured in slightly though aptly warped audio cassette transfer… VELVET SHEEP ON JOHN PEEL SHOW 1995 I’d first become a fan of Caspar Brötzmann when sent the brilliantly discordant Einheit Brötzmann record “Merry Christmas” (Caspar with F.M. Einheit of Einstürzende Neubauten on drums) by Wyndham Wallace, a plugger who later became a good friend. Wyndham was so impressed with what I’d written about the album he phoned me up on the Bakelite landline to quote me back part of the typically florid review and invited me into town to meet Caspar for a chat. I’d been...