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Rupert Hine ‘The Shout’

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In 1978, bizarre British horror film ‘The Shout’ boasted startling “electronics & effects” courtesy of musical polymath Rupert Hine. With the score now released for the first time, Fay Hine, Buried Treasure label boss Alan Gubby and writer Jon Collins tell his story 

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