I had the pleasure of interviewing Mark E. Smith in the early 80s here in Santa Fe New Mexico at Evangelos' bar, which was across the street from the theater The Fall played at. I wasn't even familiar with their music at the time and wasn't sure what to expect at the concert or the interview. I expected Smith might have a lot of attitude, but it turned out he was friendly as hell. We just sat there drinking beer and talking about music. I remember I was impressed and felt a certain kinship because he liked both Johnny Cash and Capt. Beefheart. I do too, of course but at that point I didn't know that many people who liked both.
I wasn't that crazy about their music that night. It seemed so alien! I remember writing that I felt like Dylan's Mr. Jones. I KNEW something was happening but I wasn't sure what it was. They played a lot from Slates that night, which was their most recent EP at the time.
A few years later something clicked though and I became a rabid fan. The music grew on me. Like a weird fungus. I'd love to go back and see that Santa Fe show.
I agree, it doesn't matter if they're garage or not, though lots of their music draws from garage rock.
In one relatively recent review I wrote, "The band is actually sending coded messages to some alien/Lovecraftian sleeper cell. Some isolated Smith yelp in conjunction with some post-Standells guitar hook causes some shift in brain chemistry in some isolated listener, and next thing you know some unwitting Fall fan in Dalhart, Texas, is making a 4 a.m. drive to the Tucumcari airport to pick up a crate of something unspeakable delivered on a secret flight from Bohemian Grove."
http://steveterrell.blogspot.com/2007/04/terrells-tuneup-fall-forward.html