Thursday, March 27, 2014



Surprisingly good replica - drummer and bassist especially are hot. The Levene surrogate struggles a bit here and there, but overall a manful effort. Even the singer does a decent job wit the Lydon muezzin. 

(Via Douglas Keeley)

Another pretty fair emulation:



This too



Solid, lacks bite




Thursday, February 20, 2014

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

i've done hundreds and hundreds of interviews over the last 15 years, what with the various books coming out in the various countries....  also trips abroad to conferences and festivals in countries where the idea of a visiting Brit rock critic is a novel occurrence....  and various other things (e.g. increasingly, i'm hearing from academics who are doing research into the history of music journalism and rock criticism).... these interviews are sometimes in person and other times by phone/skype and email, there's others still on the radio or live onstage at various events .... struck me that quite possibly there's been as many as 500 interviews! ....  naturally there's a fair amount of repetition and redundancy in all that talk but quite often an odd-angled enquiry will get me thinking a thought or two I've never had and would never have had otherwise...   thanks to the thought-full folks on the other side of the mic

in the first of a sporadic series, here are morsels from a dialogue with a couple of such thought-full fellows, the Estonian critics Tõnis Kahu and Siim Nestor:

 
Q: There are two ways to see a critic’s role. 1) A critic must have firm principles that never change 2) A critic must go where the music leads him, even revise his/her own earlier statements. What’s your choice? And do you admit that there are some contradictions in your writing, too?

SR: I think it’s a bit of both. On the one hand, someone who has no values or central core of beliefs, inclinations, attitudes, taste, is unlikely to be that interesting as a critic. You want to have a sense of a person there, someone who has a set of audio erogenous zones, stuff that turns them on. On the other hand, they should be curious, willing to step outside their comfort zones, capable of new discoveries, of being stretched, and also able to admit when they been wrong, or missed something that was important. So the ideal state is a combination of flexibility and rigour. I also think that the job of the critic, as opposed to just the reviewer, is always to attempt to systematize one’s ideas and response. You may decide later that the system has major flaws and misses too much stuff and so you decided to junk it, and maybe build another system. But at least you’re trying to find some kind of coherence, always.

Certainly in my case, if you track through all the writing and the books, there’s a series of attempts to build a coherent system of values (aesthetic, sociopolitical, etc). But in each case that eventually needs to be rethought in response to the arrival of new music that doesn’t fit those criteria but is totally compelling. Sometimes the theory needs to be drastically altered;  something the entire edifice is scrapped. 

At the same time, if you look at all my writing, underneath all the changing ideas, there are consistencies, there are preoccupations that recur. A lot of my “table” was laid out early on, in the Melody Maker writing that went into Blissed Out,  and I have often found myself  returning to those early conclusions and expanding them, complexifying them, going into further depth with those ideas. 

On the other hand many of the obsessions of that time seem dated and questionable: the fixation on jouissance, this cult of an asocial, anti-historical bliss that is at once mystical and nihilistic.  That seems an inadequate model to explain every kind of musical pleasure and significance. But it does describe a certain moment in music culture, as well as in my life, the late Eighties. And if I hadn’t put all my energy into making my ideas into a consistent systematized theory of music ... well, I don’t think the writing that made up Blissed Out would have had the impact it did or even the entertainment value it has as prose.

I think anybody who comes up with a Grand Formulation, a mega-theory about what music is and how it works and what it’s worth – that is a valuable contribution. That’s why I admire people like Joe Carducci, or Kodwo Eshun, who have dared to set out a set of large claims.  I would rather be one of those people, than one of the nitpickers, those people who poke holes in the Big Theories that others come up, but who never dare to build system of their own. Hubris, rather than ressentiment.

Having that said, I actually think it is even more arrogant in a way when music writers just present their eclectic tastes for the world to contemplate and don’t attempt to make a coherent aesthetic of them. I mean, why I should care that you like X, and Y, and Z, and P, and L? If you can’t bother to try and make some larger claim for the aggregate of all your disparate taste positions and aesthetic reactions, than why should I pay any attention?

Friday, January 10, 2014

can u dig(ger) it






"Winstanley is a film made in 1975 in the UK by Kevin Brownlow and Andrew Mollo, based on the 1961 David Caute novel Comrade Jacob.

This deals with some of the life story of the 17th Century social reformer and writer Gerrard Winstanley, who, along with a small band of followers known as the Diggers tried to establish a self-sufficient farming community on common land at St. George's Hill near Cobham, Surrey. This was one of the world's first socialistic living experiments which was copied elsewhere in England during the time of the Protectorate of Oliver Cromwell, but was quickly suppressed and in the end left only a legacy of ideas to inspire later generations of socialist theorists.

Great efforts were made to produce a film of high historical accuracy. Armour used was actual armour from the 1640s, borrowed from the Tower of London. Real-life activist Sid Rawle played a Ranter (English Revolution period anarchist-type group)."

Monday, December 2, 2013

waaaaaaaaugh




Cathy Lane, "Nesting Stones"

musique concrete from the mother's point of view:

Anybody who has ever had an intense relationship with another person will know that for every positive emotion experienced there is a corresponding negative feeling. Nesting Stones is based on my feelings about my relationship with my baby daughter. 

In this composition I am using and developing anecdotal structures and gestural metaphors harnessing the sense of spatial positioning and movement and the tension between the recognisable and stated and the barely recognisable and unrecognisable to explore and express the contradictions and dualities of that relationship.
 

The sound material for the piece is all drawn from recordings of myself and my daughter.
Nesting Stones was written in 1996. In 1998 featured on Unknown Public Issue 8: Sensuality Essence And Nonsense


More Cathy Lane music

more on Professor of Sound Arts Cathy Lane at CRiSAP (Creative Research in Sound Arts Practice at University of the Arts, London)

Thursday, November 28, 2013

horses horses horses



Never noticed before, the spoken bit is by Jenny Agutter.

Almost certainly because of this film.

Quite possibly because of  a certain scene.



"Horse" was a word that Paddy Mac was partial to. See also "Horse Chimes" on Protest Songs.

Been on a bit of a Prefab Sprout jag this week. Steve McQueen is the immaculate execution, as we all know. Swoon has some good bits, albeit "underproduced" as they say. From Langley is nearly all cloying cack.   

Surprise for me was relistening to Jordan: The Comeback for the first time in a long time - a record I'd always gauged as the proverbial "return to form" Masterpiece (reunion with T. Dolby, producer of McQueen, songwriting reaches a mature peak of melodic and lyrical magisterialitude). And which I wrote up as such at the time. But hearing now, ooh but there's rather a lot of sickly sonic confections and edging-into-insufferable lyrical conceits.  The "Ice Queen" suite sounded least marred by the passage.  That and the opening sally of "Atlantis" and "Wild Horses" (a #1 Billboard R&B Chart hit, in a different universe, a la H. League's "Human" in this the universe in which we dwell).


Can't remember if I ever heard Protest Songs. Must have done, at least once. Made no impression, clearly. I have most of the later records, in one form or other, but never got round to them. A bad fan, I am.  But in that respect closer to a regular punter probably - faced with the choice of a first-time Andromeda Heights or the 112th listen to Steve McQueen, I'll go with the latter.

Sunday, November 3, 2013

Wednesday, October 2, 2013

retroformalist compositions



Latest in Benge's Forms series of explorations of the aesthetic capacities of a specific "outmoded"  electronic sound-generation machine:

"This time the whole record was made on the Ensoniq EPS. Its a digital workstation made in 1987. This particular synth was GIVEN to me by a Foxxy fan and friend called Steve Lamb - THANKS STEVE!!!! I love this synth - actually when I first started out making music properly in my bedroom my first sampler was an Ensoniq Mirage, and the samples and sounds on this album are all based on the legendary Mirage sound library. The EPS goes a bit beyond the Mirage in terms of layering and creating complex sounds. Its a really fun synth to play on! Once I got in the mood for 80s home-recording I decided to buy an old computer off eBay and make a video for the release - so I present my Sinclair ZX Spectrum+ rubbish video, which I programmed in BASIC "


 
Also most enjoyable was his earlier Forms essay with the Buchla 100

And the video




Benge's blog It's Full of Stars is a bonanza of synth porn