Around 1900, Gauguin fled the Copenhagen city life and civilization for Tahiti and Polynesia. Dude was a boozer in the most high and suffered serious, near life-ending, bouts of depression. And well, people like us, we like warm, exotic places. Be it the heat, the water, the colors, the birds, whatever, it relaxes a nerve in us that might otherwise manifest itself in some unpleasant ways. He painted the natives, whom he favored over the colonial peoples, with great passion and bold shapes and colors. A forefather of Primitivism, Gauguin died there on the islands, just before serving a prison sentence.

We have asked the lovely Charlie at FrequeNC (the dynamite Chapel Hill dance label putting out this record) to keep Gauguin in mind when working on art ideas for Live in Miami 1984. Call it post-punk-impressionism.