
by don campau


Bryan Baker
I published an interview with Joe conducted by Dino DiMuro in 1990's GAJOOB #5 where the two talk about recording and many other things. It was done in 1987 upon the release of Bowling For Appliances and, although Newman wrote to me afterwards saying he had changed his mind about a lot of things and was hopeful he wasn't "... as big a dumbshit now," the interview gives lots of insight into the RSP recording process. He reveals spending months editing individual songs; a day getting the sound of a telephone operator just right. Painstaking editing and sampling, etc. Yet he still seemed to be never quite satisfied with many things.
There were many cassette artists producing music in the late 1980's early 1990's that explored similar territory in fresh and exciting ways. A great compilation of such artists might include: Russ Stedman, Dino DiMuro, YU, Thomas Pradel (L'edarps A Moth), Timo, Sir Millard Mulch, Shadwell's Jacket, Mouth Bandits, Don Campau, Rob Sutton (Big Poo Generator, Gland Puppies, et al), The Panting Antics, Eric Hausmann, Charile Mangold, and Brian Nolan (The Hard Orange X-tet). Along with The Rudy Schwartz Project, of course.
"The Fog and the Dew" from RSP's Bowling For Appliances appears on GAJOOB's first compilation tape, GAJOOBilation 1. You can hear the song and read the interview here: http://www.indieonestop.com/jamroom/index.php?see=285
There were also tapes called: Yodelin Satan, Don't Get Charred Get Puffy, and Enhanced Florence Henderson. Some of his early material has been re-issued and there have been CD issues of some tapes as well.
See my interview with Joe Newman ( link above) for more information.

Rudy Schwartz Project
(Joe Newman)
November 2009
I listened to lots of home-taper music
between 1986 and 1993. LOTS. I always had hope for every new cassette in
my mailbox. More often than not, I lost hope by the end of side A. On
occasion, however, there would be that "one-in-a-hundred" tape. One that
I would listen to until it was worn. One that made wading through the
mountains of toss-off noise and try-too-hard demos all worth it. One
that I could proudly play for my weirdo friends with a "check THIS shit
out" fire in my eyes. One that made me jealous that my own music wasn't
even close. "Salmon Dave", the 1988 cassette by Joe Newman's Rudy
Schwartz Project was one of those. The Rudy Schwartz Project, to coin a
phrase I attribute the origination of to Ice-T, was THE SHIT.
I had to have more, and I set out to collect as many of Joe's tapes as
he would send me. I suppose it's pretty obvious what the main ingredient
that kept me listening was: a healthy dose of Zappa-isims. Songs like
"Jimmy Swaggart", "The Dallas Cowboys, Jesus and Me", "Miracles", "Ho
Daddy", "An Orange Is Nothing But A Juicy Pumpkin", "Asparagus Makes
Your Urine Smell Funny", "Kill For God", and so many more literally pick
up right where the then-ailing Zappa left off. It was EXACTLY the kind
of music I wanted to hear. But I digress...
Joe wasn't just some guy trying to cop a Zappa vibe. There's so much
more.
One day a number of years ago when I was working in a record store (see,
son; there used to be these buildings you would go to in person and
search through aisles and aisles of these round things until you found
just the right one...), I discovered in one our distributors catalogs
(they were these giant books with really thin paper...like the bible),
that SEELAND records had released a collection of some of the best RSP
on a CD. It was awesome! Now, I thought; The RUDY SCHWARTZ PROJECT will
finally have it's due. Lots of people know who NEGATIVLAND is!
Sadly (or thankfully), it was not to be. Joe disappeared for years. I
even wrote to his old Austin address now and again and sent tapes and
CD's on the outside chance that they would somehow be miraculously
forwarded. I always wondered where he went. Turns out he became
Canadian. Who could blame him?
I'm still listening to The Rudy Schwartz Project. If there was any
justice in the world, all of these amazing tapes would be digitally
remastered and offered for our instant consumption. Maybe I'll just do
it myself.
Thanks for all the tacos, Joe.
