'Everyone dances to his own personal boomboom'

The Hardy Annual / Vlogging Superstars


Having just bought the Hardy Annual I need to make some money and what better way than to....wait for it.....vlog! Yes! I got my wig coiffured up, teeth whitened and make-up bag ready to make myself look 30 years younger. I got a camera. I've got cool friends to do cool things with................ye-e-aaahhhh! I will be so, like, popular...more popular than Alfie, Zoe and Tyler - oh yes!

Last week a BBC documentary, Rise of the Superstar Vloggers, caught my eye so I watched it...well, some of it...............ten minutes, roughly..........BECAUSE IT MADE ME WANT TO SMASH THE SCREEN, THEN EVERYTHING IN THE OFFICE, THEN GO OUT, BUY A GUN, TRACK DOWN THESE VLOGGERS AND SHOOT THEM ALL!




(To make their vlogs more bearable I suggest using auto titles, as I did - it was a larf, for two minutes)

............calm down man, they're just kids having fun, making loads of money...with millions of followers...what's wrong with that? Oh, nothing, except it looks worse than Rollermania (the Bay City Rollers were a 70s pop group who - oh never mind) - why? Because.....hold on....is it any worse? Vloggers and the Rollers are/were clean-cut (mind you, the Rollers looked like rock'n'roll barbarians compared to these vloggers) entertainers with millions of young fans idolising vacuous products, as teens will......but...the funny thing is that to this middle-aged mind producing a pop record seems like a creative act compared to just sharing your everyday life or arsing around on YouTube. That said, whether The Rollers actually played on their records is disputed and as yet dark undertones of death and extremely dubious managerial behaviour have yet to be linked to these vlogging superstars...I live in hope....

Perhaps it's just the whitened teeth...whenever I see them I want to take a crowbar to the chops they're housed in and enjoy the spectacle of erupting peroxide-soaked fragments mixed with blood - is that cruel? You know what I mean? These vloggers are symptomatic of what looks to me like our ever-increasing empty culture to which they now seem to be contributing wholeheartedly having been scooped from just being YouTube megastars to mainstream channels and radio and bigger fame and on to probably run for parliament and succeed, thus making Jeremy Corbyn's success seem logical and sane....

Meanwhile, some people wonder what went wrong with Brit culture, which was once edgy, rebellious, anarchic, stylish etc in part, but now seems to mirror the teeth-whitening process, reflecting back on itself as nothing but dazzling emptiness, the superficial appearance being everything, the whole meaning of the thing itself. What these vloggers represent is the death of content/meaning/imagination/rebellion/anger/attitude
and all the other elements that would produce great culture, that did once produce great culture here on this little island. For now, though, I'm going to vlog myself stupid...after I've bought that gun...

See how long you last

Joe Bish for Vice on the subject

Art / Maja Osojnik video / Basic Rhythm / Pâtisserie Ponderings...



The above image is from my latest project; working title: Data Control, which'll be a booklet...only for sale to those willing to buy it so very limited edition, obviously...but, you know what, I don't care, haven't cared for all of about two minutes (since I deciding I don't care) because caring about how many people want to actually spend money on something you make is futile for artists & musicians too, probably it doesn't matter how much time & effort you put into making something...it's all for you, the maker....


Music: here's a new video for a track called Pale April from Maja Osojnik's album, Let Them Grow...I think it's a thing of great beauty/mystery (sound & vision)...what is that in the long grass by the lake....?


Basic Rhythm's Raw Trax album for Type offers more variations on the remake/remodelling of Rave/Jungle/whatever & it looks like 2016's going to be a year for that - but what do I know? There just seems to be a lot of it going on, as if the Rave New Era of old is ripe for some retrospective/futuristic dice'n'slice treatment....as if producers are possessed by the ghost of William Burroughs & his tape machine, cutting the past so the future leaks out. Anthoney J Hart (Basic Rhythm) has a sharp sense of rhythms that aren't basic, but deftly manufactured digital scissor-work. It may be my imagination but he does either use or reference (probably just nick & alter) Alex Reece's Pulp Fiction bass line on Maintain....anyway, I like it...



Life? I'm sitting outside Maison Bertaux (19th-century, London’s oldest French pâtisserie) in Soho this morning thinking 'It won't hurt to just think' instead of writing thoughts in my notebook as I usually do - but of course I then began to write the thoughts down, which are what you're reading, so that didn't work....well the cappuccino's A1 for starters, washing my tongue with quality flavour whilst the winter sun warms my mush and the newly-purchased Agnès Varda box set in the bag makes the French connection complete...with the coffee-supping, sun and cinematic excellence to look forward to (along with a visit to a couple of record shops) the world seems fine; my world, that is, not the world, which I've no intention of thinking about because when you do it always looks awful, especially since TV news programmes prey on the awful, especially Channel Four, which specialises in the awful and will seek it out and create a ten-minute leading feature on it whenever it can, thus ruining my dinner, not because I feel guilty, but because I have to switch channels in search of something less awful and that's usually You've Been Framed, which reminds me of how awful it is to keep watching the damned programme because it both annoying & sometimes funny & makes me wish I could be bothered to turn the telly off...back in the really awful world, artist Ai Weiwei frames himself as a drowned immigrant on a Lesbos beach (guess which channel we sat it on?), which provokes LJ to suggest that he's exploiting the situation, making him a 'culture vulture' of the worst kind, if you like...I'm sure his work's well-intentioned but I don't like his work full-stop so...

TTFN

The Old New Thing: A Free Jazz Anthology, Abraxas/Esp-Disk, 2007


'Not long ago, talking about Coltrane's The Olatunji Concert in an interview, I said: "Before you decide whether you like it or not, listen to it three times. The first time as a mere background while you're doing something else (it's not very good for sex though). The second time, listen to it attentively. The third time, listen to it with earphones as you're walking the streets of your town.' 
- Wu Ming 1

.............................Free Jazz alert - as George Clinton suggests on the intro to the Dr Funkenstein album...........................
may I frighten you?  

...........no? as in 
'No, you may not!'
or
'No, Free Jazz doesn't frighten me!'
which is it, then?

No matter, I won't make assumptions but if I had to I'd guess that Free Jazz isn't exactly top of your listening agenda on a weekly basis - mine neither, actually, because I listened to a lot centuries ago, but that's not why, is it? I listened to a lot of Free Jazz then gradually stopped is what happened..........
I couldn't take it any more!

Aside from Ornette Coleman, who is one of the people to blame for the racket certain blacks (and whites) made in the 60s, as you probably know............Free Jazz (1961).............but what is 'Free Jazz'? A contentious label for those who claim Jazz was always freedom music to start with and the birth of that label didn't help matters...........in fact, it hindered everything because some folk hated Jazz being associated with all that apparently formless, unstructured blowing, scraping, squealing, honking etc. - it wasn't even 'music', never mind Jazz!

Well all that's an old debate (or not, perhaps, if you're involved in the Jazz world today). More importantly, mooching around the Islington Oxfam shop last Saturday I found The Old New Thing: A Free Jazz Anthology just sitting out front of the CDs, minding it's own business...the little (A5) blue package was immediately attractive to me, especially since the name Wu Ming was attached, thus joining literary 'rebels' (or at least an interesting collective) with appropriate music.

That's sound advice from Wu Ming 1's essay in the booklet quoted above (the full notes are online here). This stuff really would benefit from 3 different types of listening, perhaps like all avant-garde sound. That is if you don't naturally warm to it in the first place, of course. As I said earlier, I've not played any Free Jazz for a long time but this package was cheap and features a nice booklet along with the 2-Disc selection from the ESP label......



One strange thing about the track by Marzette Watts (Backdrop For Urban Revolution) I've chosen to upload is that along with being shortened from its original 13mins samples from Martin Luther King and Malcolm X have also been added. I don't mind, actually. In fact, it kind of 'modernises' the piece (though others would consider it sacrilege, I'm sure), but only in the sense that I remember civil rights leaders' samples being popular back in the 80s as a way of spicing up 'beat' tracks. So it's modern, but old-fashioned modern. Anyway, have a listen, perhaps three times, then decide.............




Borai - Anybody From London


'Fuck off out!' 
Latest addiction, from Hotline Recordings, thanks to Energy Flash....JungleTek business which I can't stop playing and would definitely get me on the 'floor...........


Punk London - 40 years of subversive culture




....................'Punk London - 40 years of subversive culture'..........

..................FUCK PUNK LONDON!
.............................................................................AND ALL THE STUPID FUCKERS CELEBRATING THE BORIS JOHNSON-APPROVED LOTTERY FUNDED MEDIATED CIRCUS OF REBEL NOSTALGIA - FUCK 'EM! 

I SAW IT ON THE TELLY, LONDON NEWS - 'HOW IRONIC' SAID THE PRESENTER WITH A SMIRK LIKE SHE'D APPRECIATE THE REAL IRONY/HORROR/SHAME/EMBARRASSMENT OF A FUCKING SO-CALLED REVOLUTION TURNED INTO A RETROMANIA SPECTACLE SPONSORED BY THE NATIONAL LOTTERY AND HERITAGE LOTTERY FUND - YEAH - IT'S OUR HERITAGE! COME ON LET'S GO VISIT THE CLUBS THAT AREN'T THERE ANY MORE WITH A TOUR GUIDE STANDING IN FRONT OF A FUCKING TRENDY SHITTY BAR/CAFE/HIPSTER SHITHOLE OR OFFICE (ANYTHING BUT HOUSING FOR STINKING PROLES!) 

COME ON! - LET'S PUT ON ON THOSE STRAIGHT-LEG TROUSERS, YOU'VE STILL GOT THEM - WHAT, THEY DON'T FIT ANY MORE BECAUSE YOU'VE BECOME A PORKY MIDDLE-AGED BLOKE WITHOUT EVEN ENOUGH HAIR TO SPIKE UP IN HONOUR OF YOUR GOLDEN PUNK YEARS?! PUNK'S DEAD BUT THAT'S NO EXCUSE NOT TO INDULGE IN SOME NECROPHILIC NOSTALGIA ALL MOIST-EYED & MOANING ABOUT WHY THERE'S NOTHING LIKE PUNK ROCK ANY MORE BUT YOU WENT TO SEE SLEAFORD MODS AND PAID THROUGH THE NOSE BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T KNOW THEY EXISTED UNTIL THEY APPEARED ON LATER....WITH JOOLS FUCKING HOLLAND. 

FUCK PUNK LONDON, FUCK THE PEOPLE WHO CLAP HANDS CHEESY GRINNING AT HOW WONDERFUL IT ALL WAS EVEN THOUGH THEY WEREN'T BORN AND THE AWFUL FUCKING TRUTH IS THAT THERE'S NOT ONE OUNCE OF REAL CULTURAL REBELLION LEFT IN LONDON AND HASN'T BEEN FOR YEARS - ONLY APPROPRIATION OF EVERYTHING FROM GRIME SUPERSTARS TO ALL THE OTHER SO-CALLED 'STREET' MUSIC.

NEVER MIND FASHION (THERE'S GONNA BE A PUNK FASHION SHOW!) BECAUSE EVERY FUCKER LOOKS THE SAME, JUST BLAND AND THE KIDS TOO; WHERE'S THEIR PUNK ROCK? THE POOR LITTLE FUCKERS HAVEN'T GOT ANYTHING LIKE IT AND DON'T WANT IT 'CAUSE ALL THEY WANNA BE IS MIDDLE-CLASS ASPIRATIONAL UNIVERSITY-ATTENDING CUNTS 'CAUSE THEY'RE FUCKED RIGHT UP THE ARSE ANYWAY AND BEING DOLE SCUM IF THEY'RE WORKING CLASS, HOMELESS OR LIVE-WITH-THE-PARENTS - PITIFUL DEJECTED HOPELESS LOSERS IN THE LOTTO OF MODERN LIFE WHERE IT'S NEVER YOU, NEVER!

LIFE'S GREAT NOW SO GO TO THE CEREAL CAFE AND GET MILK ON YOUR BEARD LIKE THE POXY TATTOOED HIPSTER FUCKWIT THAT YOU ARE BECAUSE LONDON'S HAPPENING AGAIN & AGAIN & AGAIN LIKE SOMEONE TELLING YOU OVER AND OVER AND OVER ABOUT A PARTY THEY WENT TO THAT YOU WEREN'T ALLOWED TO ATTEND BECAUSE IT WAS A LIE ANYWAY JUST LIKE HAPPENING LONDON WHERE ART IS HAPPENING, MUSIC IS HAPPENING - LIFE IS HAPPENING TO THE LUCKY FEW WHO GOT BORN INTO COMFORT UNLIKE YOU, YOU ABSOLUTELY WORTHLESS SLAB OF DEAD MEAT!

'OOOOOH WHY ISN'T THERE ANYTHING LIKE PUNK TODAY?'
BECAUSE THE CULTURE'S SO FUCKED IT DOESN'T KNOW IT'S ARSE FROM IT'S ELBOW - IT'S EATEN AND SHAT ITSELF OUT SO MANY TIMES IT DOESN'T KNOW WHAT IT'S DOING - CULTURE IS A TV SHOW, A MEMORY OF A TV SHOW, A TV SHOW FILLED WITH STOCK FOOTAGE OF CULTURE THAT WAS ALIVE IN DAYS WHEN THERE WAS AN UNDERGROUND AND SPUNKY KIDS MADE THEIR OWN CULTURE - WORKING CLASS KIDS MADE THEIR OWN CULTURE, MADE THEIR OWN LOOK AND IT WAS NOTHING TO DO WITH WANTING TO BE A CELEBRITY FUCKING HIP-HOP/POP/TV STAR - NOTHING TO DO WITH ASPIRATIONAL SUCCESS ON TERMS MADE BY CUNTS WHO DICTATE WHAT SUCCESS IS, WHICH IS MONEY, MONEY, MONEY JUST GLOBALISED GREED BECAUSE YOU TOO CAN BE A CORPORATION OF ONE - JUST SIGN HERE - WE'RE GONNA MAKE YOU A STAR! A WORLDWIDE STADIUM-FILLING MESSIAH FOR THE MINDLESS HORDES WHO ARE SO WEAK THEY NEED A SUPERSTAR DJ/SINGER/BAND TO KNEEL BEFORE!

PUNK'S DEAD. FUCK PUNK LONDON. FUCK THE IDEA THAT THE CLUELESS TWATS IN CHARGE OF THE SHOW/THE MEDIA WILL BE URGING EVERY LONDONER TO JOIN IN THE HAPPY CELEBRATION - OF WHAT? THAT FACT THAT IT'S OVER, PUNK'S OVER, REBELLION'S OVER, STYLE IS OVER AND PASSION ISN'T EVEN A FASHION, IT'S A MUSEUM MANNEQUIN DRESSED IN VIVIENNE WESTWOOD GEAR THAT ONLY JAPANESE TOURISTS COULD AFFORD TO BUY!

REMEMBER FANZINES? WEREN'T THEY GREAT?! LET'S HAVE AN EXHIBITION TO COMMEMORATE THE DEATH OF THE IDEA THAT ANYONE COULD WRITE WHAT THE FUCK THEY LIKED AND NOT GIVE A TOSS WHO READ IT UNLIKE BLOGGING WHICH DEPENDS ON CLICK-BAIT LINKING BULLSHIT TO KEEP THE BLOGGER'S HOPES ALIVE OTHERWISE SHE/HE WITHERS IN A TEARFUL HEAP OF DESPAIR - 'BUT IT'S THE INTERNET! THE WHOLE WORLD'S OUT THERE BUT WHY AREN'T THEY VISITING MY SITE?!' BOO-FUCKING-HOO - THE INTERNET'S BULLSHIT AND YOU KNOW IT EVEN AS YOU REMAIN ADDICTED TO THE SUPERFICIAL FRIENDSHIPS THAT REPLACE FACE-TO-FACE HAVING A LAUGH DOWN  THE PUB SHIT THAT USED TO LEAD TO MAYBE FORMING BANDS AND MAYBE DRESSING A CERTAIN WAY AND MAYBE GOING TO CLUBS AND MAYBE YOU KNOW CREATING A LITTLE SCENE IN YOUR AREA WHEREAS TODAY THE WWW IS YOUR AREA AND IT'S FULL OF EMPTY MEANINGLESS VIRTUAL COMMUNICATION MOSTLY WITH PEOPLE YOU'LL NEVER MEET NEVER MIND BE ABLE TO HELP IF THEY NEED CASH OR SUPPORT WHEN THEY NEED SUPPORT - AN ILLUSION OF LIFE, OF CULTURE SHARED AT A CLICK - EASY EASY EASY AND MEANINGLESS FFS!

PUNK STYLE - PUNK CHIC - PUNK REVOLUTION HA-HA - TURNING REBELLION INTO HERITAGE - WHY NOT? PUNK MEANT NOTHING TO MOST PEOPLE OTHER THAN TABLOID/TV HEADLINES - DID YOU SUFFER FOR PUNK? DID YOU EVER GET BEATEN UP FOR WEARING STRAIGHT-LEGGED TROUSERS? no, neither did I, but it was a close shave a few times SO WHAT? IT'S OVER - THAT WAS YOUR LIFE - YOUR LITTLE TEENAGE ANGRY GOB IN THE FACE OF SOCIETY BUT NOW YOU'VE SETTLED DOWN, OF COURSE, GOT SENSIBLE, GOT A MORTGAGE, KIDS AND IF YOU'RE LUCKY A HOLIDAY IN THE SUN ONCE A YEAR BECAUSE YOU REALISED YEARS AGO THAT IT WAS FUTILE TO TRY AND RESIST YOUR INEVITABLE DESTINY AS A NORMAL CITIZEN WHO WORKS (IF YOU'RE LUCKY?) WATCHES TELLY OF A NIGHT TOO KNACKERED TO DO MUCH ELSE AND MAYBE BUYS VINYL AGAIN LIKE IN THE GOOD OLD DAYS WHEN YOU WERE YOUNG AND DREAMING ABOUT A FICTITIOUS ALTERNATIVE LIFESTYLE WHICH, HAD YOU BEEN BUSINESS-MINDED, YOU COULD HAVE ACTUALLY MADE MONEY FROM BUT YOU WEREN'T AND YOU DIDN'T WANT TO LIVE IN SOME SMELLY CRASS-TYPE COMMUNE, DID YOU? 

SO MAYBE YOUR LIFE'S OK NOW AND MAYBE IT'S SHIT - PROBABLY IT'S BOTH DEPENDING ON WHAT MOOD YOU'RE IN, WHETHER YOU DWELL SOMETIMES ON WHAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN OR COUNT YOUR BLESSING THAT YOU'RE NOT ON THE SHIT HEAP WITH THOSE POOR BASTARDS YOU SEE ON POVERTY PORN TV SHOWS.

CHEER UP, IT'S PUNK LONDON YEAR! LONDON! THE RIP-OFF CITY OF THE WORLD, WHERE ONLY THE MIDDLE-CLASSES CAN AFFORD TO LIVE UNLESS YOU'RE ONE OF THE LUCKY FEW WHO GOT CHEAP HOUSING YEARS AGO AND STAYED THERE, UNLIKE THE POOR BASTARDS WHO'VE BEEN EVICTED BY SCUMBAG LANDLORDS WHO'VE SOLD THE LAND TO PROPERTY DEVELOPERS. PUNK LONDON!  A LANDLORD'S DREAM! THEY CAN CHARGE WHAT THEY LIKE FOR A SHIT HOLE BECAUSE SOME POOR MUG WILL PAY IT JUST TO BE IN PUNK LONDON. 

PUNK LONDON - AN EMPLOYER'S DREAM! PAY WORKERS PEANUTS BECAUSE THERE ARE HUNDREDS OF MONKEYS DESPERATE TO DO ANYTHING FOR A WAGE AND IF YOU COMPLAIN YOU CAN FUCK OFF FOR THE SAME REASON! LOOK AT ALL THESE FOREIGN SLAVES AT YOUR DISPOSAL AND THEY'RE WILLING TO WORK HARD, UNLIKE THE BRITISH WITH THEIR HIGH AND MIGHTY IDEAS ABOUT 'FAIR WAGES' AND WORKER'S RIGHTS! PUNK LONDON! YOUR FUTURE DREAM IS A BACK-TO-WORK GOVERNMENT SCHEME INTENDED TO TRAIN YOU TO BECOME A GRATEFUL LOW-PAID MONKEY SO DO AS YOU'RE TOLD!

PUNK LONDON OF THE FILTH(Y RICH) BUT NO FURY FOR YOU SO JUST WRAP YOUR ARMS AROUND THOSE MEMORIES ONE MORE TIME AS LONDON CELEBRATES IT'S SLOW DECLINE INTO A STATE OF TOTAL CULTURAL CLEANSING WHERE THERE IS NO 'SUBVERSIVE CULTURE' EXCEPT THE ONE IN THE MUSEUM...



Maja Osojnik - Let Them Grow

LET THEM GROW cover art

'so COME OUT, you rotten cocksucker,
here’s your fucking POP SONG.' (Condition I)

                                              ............yes Maja, you tell 'em... 
..............................................Condition I is a highlight of Let Them Grow, which is not to say there are many inferior tracks 'cause there aren't....................any
'WE OWN YOU, WE OWN YOU, WE OWN YOU, 
WE OWN YOU, WE OWN YOU, WE OWN YOU,
WE OWN YOU, WE OWN YOU, WE OWN YOU.'
...........phew, on this Maja Osojnik is ablaze with righteous anger matched by fierce electronics, a storm of sound, proving that the spirit of Punk is alive and well, just don't look for it in bands, OK? Perhaps listening to Fugazi as a teen stayed with her to surface in the form of this.....................
                                                                                                                    so we gorge on 'a steady diet of nothing' if we're not careful, if we allow the sheer volume of empty calorie entertainment into our lives........it's pernicious influence is poison! Yes, you know that. Well here's some proper food in the form of Maja Osojnik's first solo album which is, probably, 'an acquired taste', but one which it would benefit you to try, I'm sure........because...........................
                                                                 in my experience albums like this don't come along too often despite there being a few seemingly popular female singers using electronic music..........who have nothing to do with (sound-wise) Maja's music, as far as I can tell.......................
                                                                                                        women in music....pah!
what are they doing?
wearing leather and 'rockin' like the guys
crooning soulfully in a Folky mode
gently seducing listeners with ambient electronics
looking like pole dancers
rapping, yes
trying to be the next Beyonce

..............I dunno.................I really don't. I shouldn't say a word, least of all to readily categorise......there's so much music out there that to try and define a landscape, the females-in-music one, might be foolish.......but..........I can only say what I see, just like on Catchphrase....

'will i ever know again
who i was supposed to be?
must i still decide what this world is for me?
and what’s with all that whispering?
I’M NOT SLEEPING.' (I was dying, so i am now probably dead)

Maja can describe the personal, the political personal in her prose lyrics. Despite being more than capable, she prefers to deliver lyrics in an almost deadpan style sometimes, but never matter-of-factly....yet as if traumatised, almost rendered comatose from hurt, the opposite of how artists are supposed to convey a message...................................the words here sometimes sound as if they've been ripped from a diary..........without a hint of the overwrought (acted out) angst many are prone to in order to try and convince............................
......................................... yet should you get the impression this is all 'angry', listen to A lullaby to an unborn child, a love song......it will change your mind..............typically, the wonderful ambiguity is there, along with, perhaps, a reference to John Cage ('no silence is silent')................you don't get that too often in songs today.........
                          Let Them Grow is not easy listening; it's spiky and lyrical, with brilliantly dark instrumentals containing all manner of sounds absorbed from various sonic avant-garde movements but channelled into a distinctive, personal vision.....an amazing album.....

Available on dble vinyl here
CD here
Or Bandcamp





Lumisokea - Transmissions From Revarsavr (Opal Tapes)



.............aaah yes, right from the off with Generation Z Koenraad Ecker and Andrea Taeggi (Lumisokea) set the right tone, for me, for you, perhaps not, but what do you know about music? A lot, obviously, which is why you're here....................that or you just clicked on a link..................the thought of which does not displease me yet I delude myself that you visit Include Me Out regularly in order to get the word on what's worth hearing in the borderless expanse called 'electronic music' - yes - or no - 

Transmissions From Revarsavr........from where? Quite. Who cares. Since when did you really wish to find out the answers to mysteries posed by album titles? Life's too short. Right? ("so get on with the review!") - OK. 

It's Monday - King David's still dead - fuck it - that was no nightmare - wake up then and smell something new. This struck me in the guts after a few seconds but of course I withheld judgement, as you do, until hearing more, unlike a stupid judge on The Voice who turns too quickly (ie after the first few words) only to have to sit and listen to the contestant prove how mediocre he/she really is with wavering notes, possibly off-key a bit and a little weak, actually - oh shit - but if there was an alternative show called...er...The Sound? And folks played two minutes of music, knob-twiddling....and Lumisokea came on with Generation Z, I'd turn in about 30 seconds...............and so would Goldie (he would be a bloody judge/mentor)........and they'd probably pick him - huh! (all of which means nothing if you don't watch The Voice, so sorry for that).

Screaming scraping machines on Buk - very good - and a funereal drum-turned-heartbeat - magnificent! Whirling Dervishes...click-knock syncho-beat drive as the dervishes whirl through space - lovely! Hyman Otor hits warp speed pat-a-pat-a-pat-a-pat all flutter and forward motion, running running on to a good full stop - bom! Great use of space on this album, the drops between and the swooooooshing, grating, clanging of Soviet machinery, subtle drones, disturbing groans, distant collapsing buildings..really, quite outstanding construction work...

Timglaset Magazine / Collage / The Phantom by Noumeno


Issue no.2 of Timglaset magazine is now available - the theme is psychogeography 
& it features a couple of 
pieces of artwork by me
but that's not why I'm 
promoting it, honest -
it's a great little publication. 
There's prose by Dolly Dolly too
& good photography.

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Talking of my art. I've been going back to paper collage this week. 
Below is detail from The Thinker. Full picture here.


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Noumeno - The Phantom cover art

Want some music?
Want some industrial-strength music via Berlin & Milan?
Grab your helmet then, this is a four-tracker of incredible force crafted by Stefano K. ​Testa AKA Noumeno that will clean your ears out but, I have to emphasise, it's not a racket for the sake of it, not the sound of buildings collapsing to rigidly timed detonation, no, but an intelligently built/deconstructed assemblage of rhythms & bowel-quaking noises. Limited edition of 100 tapes + insert, packed in silver ziploc wraps. Available here.


Interview With Maja Osojnik


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Maja Osojnik is from Slovenia but now lives and works in Vienna, Austria, as a singer, composer, improvising electroacoustic musician, sound artist, mostly using voice, paetzold bass recorders, own field and unfield recordings, DJ-CD, tapes and other lo-fi electronic devices, toys, trash and found objects. Maja made a name for herself in different musical fields, such as early music, contemporary, experimental, jazz, free improvisation, sound art and heavier music. She composed music for theater, dance, animation movies, film, silent film and diverse ensembles and wrote Lyrics/Texts for different Projects such as Maja Osojnik Band, Broken.Heart.Collector and Rdeča Raketa. She gave Workshops in improvised Music in Austria, Slovenia and Korea. She founded Maja’s Musik Markt and co-organised the 7th Viennese Soulfood Festival in 2013. (from her site)



I had an internet chat with Maja the other day, impressed as I was with her forthcoming debut album, Let Them Grow. A review to come soon. As you'll see, the chat is unedited regarding upper/lower case & other grammatical correctness....




Robin Tomens: Hi Maja - for anyone who's not heard your music, could you describe it in a few words?

Maja Osojnik: ok well i always write now: An anthroposophical striptease of the soul, between dystopian chansons, primordial mantras, and musique concrète. It's dark, melancholic, but also fragile and sometimes funny, absurd, well at least for me... i also like an expression a cinema for ears? Something i like to listen loud and on headphones

RT: Does cinema influence your music in any way?

MO: oh yes definitely, i get inspired by pictures and stories and camera perspectives, the atmosphere or movement

RT: favourite directors, old or new?

MO: oh where to start, hm, david lynch for sure, then jim jarmusch, pasolini...hm wim wenders, haneke. i just saw a movie from sorrentino, youth, a nice one and the lobster, that one i liked a lot. do you know gustav deutsch? he made a fantastic movie 2 years ago, Shirley.  inspired by paintings of edward hopper, fantastic. i just have to check who made the lobster, here it is Yorgos Lanthimos . Kubrick also cool

RT: Kubrick is a god. Do you know The Caretaker's music?

MO: no hm, i don't but i will definitely check it out now

RT: His moniker comes from The Shining. He uses old 78s mixed in with his own noise....ambient, ghostly ballroom music

MO: cool, i will check it out definitely...hm... where were we, i love to go to the museum of course, last time i was in London i saw in Tate and saw a fantastic exhibition about Sigmar Polke

RT: I went to that - fantastic!

MO: yes this was extremely well done, i spent almost the whole day there

RT: When did you realise you wanted to make music?

MO: hm, i always did it kind of, already as a child and then first bands in puberty that never saw the light, and stayed kind of in basement, fooling around. i think i was for a long time to scared to admit i want to do it, seriously, to live from it. now sometimes i am still wondering, how all this happened. like really happy realizing: wow girl, who would have thought, you're doing it...you are fucking doing it, wow. i am kind of thankful and happy i went for it, tapping on my shoulder, good girl, you know what i mean?

RT: yes, must be great to realise a dream. Do you make a living from music, or do other work?

MO: i make a living from music, at the moment i am happy, don't need to do any compromises and just doing stuff i want. well, i guess i am lucky that Austrian government still supports weird music a bit... and i am not depended on ticket sale... what helps me of course is, that i compose for theatre, dance, film and other ensembles... and have more bands... i guess it's a combination of it all that helps me to survive... and scholarships, only concerts would be hard i guess...writing that i am thinking of red numbers on my account producing my last record ha ha ha hope to get to the zero at least

RT: Was the album expensive to make? You used a studio, not home recording?

MO: well almost the whole record is recorded at my home, by myself, but then i recorded main vocals outside, and mixing, mastering, and pressing, and design...this had to be paid, i wanted to make it low budget, but shit, when i ask my friends and colleagues to work with me, i want to pay them, i cannot be DIY anymore, i appreciate too much their work, it's always a problem with fair trade in music...i don't think the LP tastes good, people need to pay their rents and buy food...

RT: I'm playing Tell Me (from the album, Let It Grow) right now - is it a response to the broken-hearted My Man-type Billie Holiday recording? An ironic viewpoint of dominance in a relationship?

MO: in this song i am playing with ambiguity. personal relationship on one hand and the society on the other hand, wow this might take longer to explain...you can read this lyrics in both ways...there are often mistreats in relationships, whether partnership, or family or friendship, it doesn't need to be physical, all the misunderstandings and words put in your mouth, interpretations, projections...on the other hand, the society needs a really simple description, cause people need definitions and labels, and trademarks, recognition value, sustainability all these pregnant terms...then they feel less scared...........it's like this also in the music, you need simple terms, to put people in the boxes, i have a bit of a problem with that and get sometimes bored...........it's like, listen, this is who i am, what i say is what i mean, do not need to read me between the lines, just fucking ask and you'll get an answer...so yes, i have a bit of a problem with definitions for the archives and catalogues...also personally, he is like that, she is like that, bla bla

RT: I know what you mean. people need categories for comfort, just as the masses prefer formulaic structures in music. Those who can listen to music that's 'free' will always be in a minority. Have you encountered any apparent prejudice, being a woman making music?

MO: especially playing electronics. now and then happens that something doesn't work, cause i mean lo-fi devices can have its own life sometimes, of course, and yes, sometimes there are broken cables in the game, but still it happens, that people want to teach me how to connect the cables of my own setup correctly, so for example, imagine, a festival, needs to be a fast sound-check, my electronics seem not to work, stage hands, technicians are checking if the girl connected correctly her cables, input - output, "you're sure you did it right"? till they realise after 15 minutes, that the main mixer is on mute...i also heard from a guy not short time ago, that he can listen to the stuff eyes closed and say if the composer is a female or male, cause the difference is in quality, i have to laugh, i surely cannot do that, can you? or another one, male is more straight to the point, women like to go into the details, oh man having a blast, seriously 2016? but i do not see any difference working with my bands, we're all in it, and don't think sex at all, girls, boys we all get a long just perfectly and love to work on stuff together...
so again yo see, depends on where you move, which scene, which world, all i can say is by what i see happening in the world: doesn't matter which rights, but any rights humans fought for, can be taken away before we even realise. nothing is self-evident and achieved forever, there are always bad people who can take that rights away, again

RT: There's a strong anti-authoritarian streak in your lyrics yet you have a few scholarships. Were you a rebel when studying?

MO: of course i take the money from the state, i see it that way, better to give it to artists then to make corrupt business, to pay wars...but i also feel obliged to point out things that are messed up..and yes i have always been a bit of a rebel, i just learned lately to choose fights....that's important, to choose the right ones i guess

RT: A rebel with a cause? Of course. In England, artists are left alone, unsupported. You starve making any kind of art here.

MO: well i think the authority needs to be deserved...till then i question it...yes, that is fucked up, i don't believe in the statement: the good art happens only through a financial struggle. i do live modestly of course, you know, today i am supported and featured, tomorrow maybe not, so i try not to depend on these stuff...how do you survive?

RT: Art is not needed by governments, good workers are needed to keep the corrupt economy going, workers who must do a job to survive and meet material demands. I survive working part-time. The rest of the time I write and make art. Are you party-political minded, or free of party beliefs?

MO: hm, well i am Slovenian and live in Austria, means i cannot vote in Austria except on a really district level in the city...i would like to have a freedom to vote in the state where i live cause this state decides on how my life will look like...i think it is necessary to vote at least against the right wing radical system...if i am honest, i am not reading newspapers every day, cause the shit repeats all the time and makes me depressed....hm, so i guess i am free of party beliefs

RT: It is depressing shit - like the TV news. As The Veneer of Democracy Starts To Fade by Mark Stewart & The Maffia - have a listen - my politics are non-party these days. I no longer believe. democracy gave us a stinking Tory government. Not that I have an alternative system.

MO: yes exactly, how to believe in a democracy which is happening right now in Europe? it's all kind of neo liberalistic failing systems...hm lets change the topic and leave politics, as we both hate it, or we start crying

RT: What are you reading right now?

MO: well of course we come from the record, i do sound pissed sometimes, but also disappointed, i hope you can hear parts where i get hopeful now and then ha ha ha i believe in these little circles, structures, where we can get along and build little systems for ourselves...just finished reading Schlingensief, his last book, well published by his wife, after his death...now starting Stanislaw Lem, Sterntagebücher, let me check the title in English....of course the star diaries...you? what are you reading?

RT: I've only read The Investigation by Lem (and Solaris). William Burroughs is, to my mind, the best sci-fi writer ever. I'm reading The Mask of Dimitrios by Eric Ambler and a book about Stockhausen.

MO: yeeeeees, love love love burroughs...

RT: Your lyrics are very 'poetic'. Who are your influences?

MO: oh, for the lyrics? hm wow a difficult one, i do not know if i have anybody in mind particularly or direct connections, subconsciously many i guess...i think they happen digesting the surroundings, talks, listening to the talks, films, music, books, internet, streets, my fantasy....well they do have to do something with isolation, so well, there is a photographer, whose book of photos i was looking at a lot: francesca woodman...hm, it's kind of my personal dystopic diary...dreaming the possibilities, playing with words, watching how they move and work.. little influences or quotes here and there, like john cage: no silence is silent or william byrd: "tallis is dead an music dies" but i change it into "the time is high and music is dead" or is this maybe laibach? hmmmm. you see all these little parts of sentences, who do they belong to, me, others? yes scrolling images, it's the same with music. music is time... and if you don't take time, you don't get music...

RT: Life is a cut-up, as WSB said - also, perhaps, a Godard film...minus the glamour!

MO: ha ha ha nice one...godard - another good one

RT: Forgive me if I'm wrong, but something about your music reminds me of Brecht/Weill - are you a fan?

MO: ha! well i do know his works...and have some cds rolling around...yeah that's a good question that i can never answer, what am i a fan of? are you a fan? i mean i know a lot (passively ha ha) and I've seen a lot but i think i am no expert on anybody... i do not think that i know the whole work of one person for example...

RT: perhaps it's just your accent and tone, which I love, by the way. Dagmar Krause. I love those songs...the melancholy state of mind.

MO: ha, thx for my accent by the way, glad you like it, there was a time, where i tried so hard to have more neutral accent, then i realised, shit man, i am not blessed with this talent, so Balkan it is...

RT: When you sang Jazz did you cover the classics in the style of Sarah Vaughn etc? I mean, sing them in a similar way to them.

MO: hm yes Sarah Vaughn i loved to listen, next to billie, i liked also how chet baker was singing....hm i guess? i think i am not such a good imitator, so even if i tried i sounded differently. maybe that is why i also have an accent, i am too lazy or not interested enough to copy or to imitate. but i really tried to sing jazz of course ha ha ...learning some techniques...but then i left it, cause i got bored and the lyrics were mostly really shallow, except some of the ballads, there are good lyrics, again billie holiday, strange fruit, or don't explain, or hm i like the lyrics the thrill is gone... nina simone she was also a good one...hm just listening to the link i sent you (Billie Holiday singing Don’t Explian), so crazy actually, how powerless and resigned...

RT: haven't we all felt powerless in a relationship at some time? If you've lived long enough...

MO: yes exactly, so many times, and it's so interested, how different, sometimes combined with kind of wanting it, enjoying it, then with a complete "freeze" feeling of fear, till complete breakdown, like you don't even exist any more, like evaporating in the air, becoming transparent

RT: That hasn't happened to me for a long time, thankfully. 'Will I ever know again who I was supposed to be?' (lyric from Maja's song,  I Was Dying, So I Am Now Probably Dead). You speak well about identity and the loss of it in a relationship or society in general.

MO: hm, i think this was a time for me, where i questioned myself, do i live the way i want, or do i live what surroundings expect from me, out of traditions, family, habits... the question of how to be emancipated in this society, not as a woman, as a person...it's kind of checking again who you are and are you talking it, or living it...

RT: I know what you mean. My whole life has been a struggle to seek identity as an individual whilst almost being crushed by society, it's expectations, work... my rebellious nature.

MO: yes exactly... you know how to communicate, when is the time where you try to understand everything, in sense of: the opinion is the sum of trying to see things from more perspectives, hannah arendt like, and when you say: fuck that shit, i don't need to understand everything, i fucking don't agree, live me out of this fuck..yeah three times fuck in one sentence, a powerful word

RT: yes - it fucking is! but don't fucking overuse it, otherwise, like the word 'love', it loses its fucking power!

MO: ha ha ha yeah your right, so i use bollocks instead for next few minutes

RT: never mind the bollocks...When are you playing 'live' next?

MO: hm next concert will be first a release private party at the end of the month and then the official release concert on 20.2. in Brut Vienna. after that crazy time is coming up, some nice festivals coming up...i would of course love to come to London to present the record, i wrote to café oto, let’s see, if i manage to get it...

RT: Oto's a good venue. I go there sometimes.

MO: i am trying to help around as much as i can, providing venues with good tips of musicians i hear and like, to connect people, suggest people to the venues, where i've just played, do listening sessions live but also on facebook, as you see at the moment, i think this is the only way, getting more personal again and taking people by the hand... internet is a space you get lost...

(brief chat about my art)

RT: Art is one of my pleasures...no money in digital art, of course. But I hate the art world anyway and have no connection with it. I write and make nice pictures.

MO: hey, yeah i mean that is the best, like not to be depended on and not to have to explain anybody why you do something the way you do... or get censored cause the sponsor wants to have it his/her way...if i would depend on that, then i would stop for sure...






William Burroughs City Limits Magazine Cover, Art & Target Practice


.............................................digging through the vaults (magazines) the other day I came across this cover of London's City Limits magazine, which I'd torn off. Year: 1990. The internet's killed off the idea of quality London listings mags like City Limits. We now have shitty, lightweight Time Out. Shame.
..............................................& the exhibition catalogue from the October Gallery show, 2012. The William Burroughs art below is untitled, dated 1998.....


................................back cover.......Bill's been on the range....not bad shooting....


After a shooting spree, they always want to take the guns away from the people who didn't do it. I sure as hell wouldn't want to live in a society where the only people allowed guns are the police and the military.
- William S. Burroughs


Yves De Mey - Drawn with Shadow Pens (Spectrum Spools)

Drawn with Shadow Pens cover art

so good he's got his own tag on this blog - ha!
his track record's better than Mo Farah's......
he is Yves De Mey
and Drawn with Shadow Pens on Spectrum Spools does not disappoint. It's a subtle work, though not lite, but rather heavy in places, in mood throughout, you might say....with sustained tones that snake into your noodle....as on the starter, Prelament, which, towards the end, arches its tail and stings your ass. Remains Of Rays, likewise, gently assaults you, if such a thing is possible, with spiked minimalism....moods, textures and tones combine throughout to capture your ears....a little shimmering here, crackle there...sometimes we may strain to hear but when relaxed, as if lulled by a New Age tape, our senses are constantly pricked by sounds...the stripped back power of Xylo dropping bombs on the otherwise barren soundscape...slowburn Stabbing In Fluid...yes, perhaps that best describes the album, knife slits water...the blade slicing liquid...and always a low end in evidence, the foundation, the depths...

Spectrum Spools


Work, Buy, Consume, Die / Poll Tax Riot newspapers....


..........had the strange urge to do some old-fashioned collage with paper, paste & scissors yesterday
so I got out a scrapbook and this was inside...


..................& the pre-Spring clear-out is well under way................
................sorting through old stuff I found these cuttings relating to the Poll Tax Riots
................which I kept 'cause I was there........happy days..........



Anders Holst / Mads Emil Nielsen - Anders Holst / Mads Emil Nielsen

Anders Holst / Mads Emil Nielsen cover art

.........................mmmm,......interesting..............
...........................................'interesting' can be another way of saying 'actually rather dull yet complex with hidden depths which will remain so because I'll never be drawn to listening again unless i stumble across it in the library, listen for a minute & move on, thinking 'interesting' '..................
                                                                                                                Anders Holst / Mads Emil Nielsen by Anders Holst / Mads Emil Nielsen isn't 'interesting' in that sense - no - it's actually interesting, to these ears anyhow.............being organic-yet-mechanical, improvisatory yet obviously thought out, if not exactly composed - who knows? & I'm adverse to guitars, as long-term readers will know - why remains a mystery even to me.........................
                                                      but............................
                                                                                      perhaps I heard to many overs the years before I locked myself in every night - you know - watching old-fashioned bands..................
..........................................................................................................(they are old-fashioned, aren't they? that idea of people getting together to strum tired riffs & sing pointless lyrics etc, whereas studio music is, I'm sure you'll agree, in perfect keeping & reflective of our internalised lives lived in our studio heads at the controls (keys) of technology connecting mind to outside world.......)..................
.........................................................................................................................please don't ask what I mean because my brain's currently being swept by a track from this album called Radiant/Quadrantid....so good I have to play it again............



........................I spoke of disliking guitars............unless, you see, they're used in the way Anders Holst uses his, but then, he is also a 'sound artist' & therein lies the world of difference, the cause for paying attention to & exploring an interest in textures & tones - yes - although, as on Three Steps Around the Room, he's also happy to forge high plains drifter fuzzy twangs........in space............which is great, because grounded by old-fashioned drum & bass, for instance, they would be little more than a much-used method of geeter evocation whereas here the harmonised elements of old electronic earth & the mechanical cosmos are something else, something from Out There.............which sums up the whole album, a fusion of electronic dreams old & new, ancient (as in Rock) to the future, minus the 'Rock'........& with great success due in no small part to the equally interesting electronics supplied by Mads Emil Nielsen..........good stuff.....

Space Action / Driftmachine

Space Action
***

Original

......................in space you're bound to drift, it seems.
I imagine I would....the stars my destination!
I would drift because that's my nature, so rather than being at the controls (in control) of
a ship, I'd have no power...be at the mercy of the solar winds, if such things exist...........
                                                                                         Driftmachine's Eis Heauton EP (Umor Rex) 
sounds like a fitting soundtrack to my space drift.......futuristic, but with no specific intention to either thrill or completely sedate (as so much space-age ambient seems to want to do)......pulse beats undulate whilst off-world noises ebb and flow, on Das trunkene Schiff, most pleasingly, there's a sound akin to golden era sci-fi soundtracks............................sustained notes before they warp very slightly, bent by space and time.........
..................................as I write, actually, time seems to be acting strangely.....................
..................................time stre-e-e-tched...........................to the point where this music feels endless without becoming monotonous..................if you get my drift.............
   & I have to say it takes some skill, 
or thought... 
to compose music this 
engaging, which manages, somehow, 
to seduce as surely as space maidens snogging Cpt Kirk

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