Tuesday 28 February 2006 at 6:46 pm
very busy and wonderful weekend; i come home and the electricity goes
(repairmen with large cables walk around the building, swearing optimistically.)
Walter Benjamin photocopying himself on the office machine.
Tuesday 21 February 2006 at 1:17 pm
& behold! a banner ad:
Sonic Acts this weekend!
some audio blurbology from a handful of Friday night's artists.
(this motherload of
MP3s will only be up for a few days)
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Lay is a tiger who happens to be one of the U.K.'s top MCs. Apart
from Run The Road and whitelabels it's hard to hear her though. I'll
be DJing for her & G-Kid, both repping Unorthodox Fam.
Lay - Unorthdox Daughter
from Run The Road. Soca's in there, right?
on my flaky server so if it's glitchy, download again later on)
Contrast ft. No Lay - Angels & Fly
started out as a drum&bass/jungle MC. return to roots?
* * *
isn't a DJ, he makes deliriously fun Gameboy gabba. Along with the
rest of his Wrong Music crew, they cram megawatts of new energy and
angles into the world of gabba / breakcore / bent circuitry / punk
electronics. Some of the liveliest electronic performances I saw last
year were Shitmat in Slovenia and Scotch Egg at Overkill in London --
the whole room was dancing/pogoing, and I couldnt' even see Scotch
because bouncing bodies covered the stage.
2 minute songs remind me of Lightning Bolt. Trapped inside the bodies
of 13-year-old Japanese ravers wearing transparent plastic clothing. Yes, that good.
Scotch Egg - Scotch Forest
his debut album KFC
"The whole record is produced with a gameboy, a loudspeaker and some
* * *
Poirer, the heatmaker. Last I heard, both Lady Sovereign and myself
were harassing him to use the same new blazing Ghis-beat on our upcoming
MPfrees over at his
and his collabos with TTC and Beans can be heard via the myspace
* * *
met Gustav in Ljubljana. She sang a song about cops, accompanying
herself on accordion and laptop. Her
web hosts mp3s & some video. Gustav may not be her real name.
* * *
Koksal aka 2/5 BZ. Dense, dissonant live audio/visual collages from
our favorite Turkish agitator. NO TURISTIK, NO EGZOTIK. (Muslimgauze
did many things, but he never set foot in an Arab or Muslim country).
Some blog offered 2 unreleased (?) 2/5 BZ albums, which is where I
got this mp3 from, since i'm too lazy to rip it from the CD i have.
BZ's Istanbul Cut-Up - track 7
* * *
is us. Abdel on violin & oud, Jenny on cello, me on whatever, and
Daniel doing live video.
song is old. It is not us. It's just me & Aziz Arradi. This song
could be considered 'gnawa fusion'.
ft. Aziz Arradi - Untitled (sin título canción
* * *
is dark industrial-leaning dubstep that i look fwd to hearing on a
proper soundsystem. Their album is out on Planet
Mu, Mike Paradinas's concept label based around the utopian idea
of a world where cows rule the earth, requiring humans to subject
all our puny half-baked ideas to full and proper digestion/deconstruction in each chamber of a cow's four-part stomach. Heavy, I
- Pop Pop VIP
* * *
I ran out of time!
left for The Bug audio. Aaron
Spectre's web links to lots of work, which I already talked about
y'all know what Beans
sound like. This
post links to everybody i didnt get to here.
had to cancel (due to alien abduction), but Chronik & Ears are
coming instead, so the full & proper
title of their session shall henceforth be something like:
Shadetek and Sheen present Heavy Meckle feat. Jammer & Chronik &
Ears (Shadetek / JahMektheWorld / Slew Dem crew) & because the Dutch are well-organized & wired, there will be live internet streaming of most of the festival, from daytime conferences to evening concerts.
Monday 20 February 2006 at 11:53 am
down the data lines: a curated webpage selecting 15mb of video /
music / anything from 15 artists for download each week.
tree: the F15 people are related to the Ek-Ke people, who are making
a special DJ /rupture 7" limited to 300 copies! It doesn't exist
yet, but when it does, it will sell-out immediately, and cease to
exist again. Like it never happened.)
& Sunn 0))) in
Bcn on Saturday. 18€ cover meant I was not there. I was "here",
listening to songs like this at
reasonable volumes, without hundreds of earnest metalheads. I'm
feelin' their Hex-era slower-than-(s)Low White Black Americana
vibe. Don't forget to eyeball The
Wirewool mainpage too.
* * * difficult times request honest answers
Where is the city situated?
How is the river spanned?
How are the bridges named?
What may be been on the border?
What are the small bags for?
Where are the pleasure resorts?
By what is the spirit bordered?
How are goods landed at the shores?
How old is your body?
Who is buried within?
Thursday 16 February 2006 at 01:07 am
more Moroccan chaabi from the 70s & 80s
Noujoum Ouazza's guitar! ... looking for more of it
Allal's banjo will never let you down
older, more classical material
from a buyable 4-cd compilation: Maxi Mystique. & If you didn't get Daouini, Lemchaheb track I posted a few months back,
you're in luck.
from an excellent buyable cd of theirs: Senia
track off a bootleg cd-r comp, buyable at least in Bcn
Monday 13 February 2006 at 1:05 pm
for a sweet heavy
(i know it's
a bit heretical, but i like 'em better than My Bloody
Wednesday 08 February 2006 at 12:43 pm
is ethnomusicologicabal day!
Vocoded male-female duo, synths, and a loping Magrebi beat: time for Berber pop!
I've never heard music from the Atlas mountains sound like it's in a
hurry, and this is no exception. Moroccan but the vox are in Berber,
not Arabic - Berbers were there first. The only way to make a culture
solid is by ignoring its history, then invoking it.
name for themselves is "free people" or "people of
noble origin". Imazighen. Everybody else uses a term from the same Greco-Roman root
that gives us 'barbarian'.
Start writing your own history book right
now, and don't forget to translate into English!
duo) - ? (track 2)
a 5€ CD-r in a slimline case.
you need more info that the image allows, just swing by the Arabic
music shop on calle Joaquin Costa right near where it crosses with
* * *
w/ a quote from Michael Birenbaum Quintero:
If training publics to
consume is a probably unavoidable byproduct of our work [as ethnomusicologists], maybe we
should also think about helping musicians understand the demands of
cosmopolitan publics so that they can make their own decisions about
how they want to deal with issues of authenticity, fusion, etc. This
is the ethnomusicological version of Venezuelan anthropologist Daniel
Matos' call not to do ethnographies of indigenous groups for studies
by the World Bank, but to do ethnography of the World Bank for the
benefit of indigenous groups.
* * *
asked what he thought of Miles Davis' trumpet playing, pianist Cecil
Taylor replied: He plays all right for a millionaire.
* * *
Auratheft's got 3
new mixes up.
It's like themed radioshows (rather than flashy DJ mixes), one song
after the other. Email him for the liner notes. Here's an excerpt
from notes for the first mix, Visions of Justice & Empowerment
More than any other
instrument, the organ (like the jukebox) was the medium of progress
par excellence: seated behind his magic machine, the organ player
seemed a cosmonaut, guiding his ensemble through the sonic
stratosphere. Sun Ra, Jimmy Smith, ‘Brother’ Jack McDuff, Lonnie
Smith, Jackie Mittoo and Byron Lee personified this brand of pop
culture - they were true pop stars. In this mix, entitled Visions Of
Justice & Empowerment, I have combined the two themes: the idea
of sonic fiction and the steaming hot organ or souljazz combo’s of
the sixties. I had to kick off with Saturn born futurist Sun Ra:
seated behind his Hammond organ, playing the tune of the Batman TV
series and accompanied by surf guitar duo Dan & Dale, he
introduces the whole concept in an awesome way.
* * *
revolution will not give your mouth sex appeal...
revolution will not make you look 5 pounds thinner...
There will be no pictures
of pigs shooting down brothers on instant replay
* * *
it's 2006. So there may be instant replays of massified rioters, news
segments devoted to cartoon violence & irrationalizing the other,
men (always men) who care enough or don't care enough to pick up rocks, flaming boys
in the street.
Break open a stone, out tumbles more silence than noise.
Monday 06 February 2006 at 11:43 am
has a new website. and, more importantly, LOTS
underway. this March look for: a gorgeous debut album by Filastine,
and a deeeeep dubstep EP (on clear vinyl! mastered
by Rashad at D&M!) from Timeblind.
News: I have joined the ranks of Juelz, Cam'Ron (black dada
nihilismus), and Michael Whatshisface! immortalicized animated
giffordized by U Mean Competitor.
he quotes me from our entirely real correspondence on sublingual
musculature contraction frequency hacks vis-a-vis Swiss Nazi extras
in The Sound of Music.
video Daniel Perlin & I made is being
screened at Saladestar in Barcelona this
as part of Acetone Magazine's project there. And is included on the
Sonic Acts DVD that comes with this month's edition of The
Wire magazine. DP will be escaping the Whitney's Marxist/UpperEastSide clutches to do live video for us in Amsterdam. Ain't that nice?
This week sees Daniel
at Eyebeam. He links to many items of note, including an R. Crumb take on P. K. Dick's Valis, which I have to say, utterly
normalizes Dick's book, which i read in hotels in England until i
seriously started to worry that it was making me crazy and had to stop. Valis
includes one of the finer sentences in the English language:
am Horselover Fat, and I am writing this in the third person to gain
personal, the book is also highly contagious.
passage chosen at random:
If it wasn't for
Horselover Fat and his encounter with God or Zebra or the Logos, and
this other person living in Faty's head but in another century and
place, I would dismiss my dreams as nothing. I can remember articles
dealing with the people who have settled near the lake; they belong
to a mild religious group, somewhat like the Quakers (I was raised as
a Quaker); except, it is stated, they held the strong belief that
children should not be put in wooden cradles. This was their special
heretical thrust. Also - and I can actually see the pages of the
written article about them - it is said of them that 'every now and
then one or two wizards are born,' which as some bearing on their
aversion to wooden cradles; if you put an infant or baby who is a
wizard - a future wizard - into a wooden cradle, evidently he will
gradually lose his powers.
of another life? But where? Gradually the envisioned map of
California, which is spurious, fades out, and, with it, the lake, the
houses, the roads, the people, the cars, the airport, the clan of
mild religious believers with their peculiar aversion to wooden
cradles; but for this to fade out, a host of inter-connected dreams
spanning year of real elapsed time must fade, too.
The only connection
between this dream landscape and my actual world consists of my red
Why does that one
element hold true in both worlds?
It has been said of
dreams that they are a 'controlled psychosis,' or, put another way, a
psychosis is a dream breaking through during waking hours. What does
this mean in terms of my lake dream which includes a women I never
knew for whom I feel a real and comfortable love? Are there two
persons in my brain, as there are in Fat's? Partitioned off, but, in
my case no disinhibiting symbol accidentally triggered the 'other'
one into bursting through the partition and into my personality and
Are we all like
Horselover Fat, but don't know it?
How many worlds do we
exist in simultaneously?
Groggy from my nap I
turn on the TV and try to watch a program called 'Dick Clark's Good
Ol' Days Part II.' Morons and simps appear in the screen, drool like
pinheads and waterheads; zitfaced kids scream in ecstatic approval of
total banality. I turn the TV set off. My cat wants to be fed. What
cat? In the dreams, my wife and I own no pets; we own a lovely house
with a large, well-tended yard in which we spend our weekends. We
have a two-car garage. . . suddenly I realize with a distinct jolt
that this is an expensive house; in my inter-related dreams I am
well-to-do. I live an upper-middleclass life. It´s not me. I'd
never live like that; or if I did I'd be acutely uncomfortable.
you made it through that you are obviously up for more. It's hard to
write-off Dick's madnesses because his visions of the future remain
-- for all their hyperbolic armature -- so canny & relevant. and
so -- Edward W. Soja, on the spatial restructuring of urban
Despite his own attempts
to transcend its limitation, a Blade Runner scenario has
become indelibly attached to Mike Davis's depiction of the City of
Quartz. Drawing both on the novel by Philip K. Dick and the popular
film directed by Ridley Scott, the scenario depicts a
post-apocalyptic future city which has pushed the carceral exopolis
to its ultimate extremes. All the culture of the world appear to be
packed together in a smoky urban core throbbing with impending
violence. Ethnic and racial boundaries have seemingly melted away in
a fractal chaos where there are no longer any safe places or stable
identities. It is difficult to tell the difference between citizen
and alien, even human and android, for every peripheralized group on
earth now lives in the center, melded together in homogenized
heterogeneity. At the same time as the Inner City had been globally
introverted, the Outer City has moved even further outward into
monolithic, barricaded, and isolated worlds that in the novel are
described as being "Off-Earth." The bifurcation of
cityspace is thus virtually complete.
.. Evan MacKenzie makes the point that "the words public and private may seem distinct enough - and they are used in popular and political discourse as if they were - but they are not." When seen in strictly dichotomous terms, there is a tendency to see changes in public space simply as a kind of undemocratic transfer to the private domain, resulting in an incontrovertible loss of civic freedom. Such thinking universalizes and homogenizes the public realm - as well as the privatization process - and protects them both from critical examination of how each is also affected by other processes of differention and change. From the ancient agora and forum of the Athenian polis to the present-day postmetropolis, public space has been divertingly romanticized and mythologized in Western urban theory and practice to such an extent that it is difficult to see that it is a fully lived space, subject to being shaped - and reshaped - not only by class conflicts but also by gender, race, ethnicity, and other relations of differential socal and spatial power
Friday 03 February 2006 at 7:44 pm
about my sweaty glitchy server -- Mudd Up! is no longer down,
and the tech-people inform me the recurring brownout is
The silences are big,
loud things that crowd the space between the pair’s shoulders,
plenty of cover for me to disappear into. I walk just a few feet
behind the couple for some time, wondering who they are, what they’re
thinking. After several hundred yards of following and watching, some
kind of internal alarm goes off in my head, a single ringing tone
that tells me it’s time to reach out and slit the husband’s
throat. He collapses against me and disappears into himself in a
wordless sparkle, a smashed ember or defeated videogame character.
There's no blood except on my sword and even that seems like a formal
convention, just an aesthetic marker indicating use as opposed to any
kind of evidence of the murder I’ve just committed.
-- from Ebog's
* * *
@ Vociferous. though the track could easily be 20 minutes longer.
Thursday 02 February 2006 at 2:55 pm
...reading Edward Soja's Postmetropolis,
and (finally) Herzog
by Saul Bellow.
live or die, but
don't poison everything
risk in live performance:
of risk is therefore what makes a live show engaging or not. It is
not about the gear used - laptop or not, or the perhaps even the
skill of the players, but about whether the audience feels things
go wrong or not.
got things to say but no time to say it. A brief, thought-provoking piece from Chan.
links to online video
He was down with Schoenburg Cage and Stockhausen before TVs took over.
grime turning into UK rap?
a cartoon version of itself?
the future of
all of the above? --
Sama ups the Firecamp mixtape,
68 minutes of crossover wot-u-call-it from Lethal Bizzle & crew.
around 17:20 Lethal demonstrates his ability to shriek with the best of them.
across an ocean, the Fader posts an exhausted Jammer
& Skepta on the mic.
gem here may be
Plasticman's The Plastician's new tune, Japan. If
you know about music you will feel this says Skepta.
If you know about Chinese horse-hair fiddles you will feel this i
feel compelled to add.
drops after Skream's 'Request Line' on the 2nd mp3 from his radio
session w/ Jam & Skepta. (I just got heavy whitelabels from
Skream's latest -- more on that in a minute. let's just say: amens).
to Nick Catchdubs for connecting
& Soze Shadetek for filling
in the details.