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Thursday, June 29, 2006

FORWARD'D

Me, over on the FACT website, on Friday nite's lickle excursion to FWD>> at The End.

Yeah, I had a totally great time, and I find I'm smiling more and more, each time I think about it. Managed to totally misplace Matt Woebot in a skunk n dry-ice fog worthy of Whitechapel in the 1880s. Later on, I also managed to misplace myself too and, eventually, sometime around 3am, I managed to misplace the entire venue.

Luckily, I made a handful of new friends, both real and imaginary, incl. the guy who DJ'd for SubFM and took pity on me ("Lost yr mate? Don't worry. Come and have a smoke w/ us if you get lonely...we're over in the corner..." (cut to: a huddle of red-eyed, feral-looking dubsteppah raggamuffins waving back thru swirling mist)), the maaad primary school teacher with the whalesong habit and the strange man known only as...The Hat Judge!

(Apologies for the crap photos, but (a) I was wrecked, (b) there was so much smoke you couldn't see beyond the end of yr nose, (c) I'm not a proper photographer, and (d) I was wrecked. How does Georgina do it....?)



(Above: Tha Mystikz rock it)

I enjoyed the whole shebang, but my highest highlights were El-B's awesome set and Hatcha's 2001 set, and Digital Mystikz (Mala & Pokes) were fucking excellent, as was the mighty Kode9 (plus Crazy D) who kept 'em rockin' and skankin' thru 'til breakfast time with some chunky gert slabs of fururistic techno-dub fusion.



I'd hoped to hook up with Burial for a quick beer, but Dubstep's Man of Mystery melted into the mist, though he sent me a lovely email a couple days later: "Hope u had a great time. I couldnt find/see u... Did u see El-B? I went a bit mental dancin to his set! I was in heaven. The other room was really good too, but El-B is the man..."

Damn it, B, I'll second that.

15 Comments:

At 10:20 am, Blogger Molly Bloom said...

Marvellous pics. Capture the smoke-filled atmos. really well.

Was smiling this morning because there was an article in The Guardian about people who take over jukeboxes and there was one example of people playing 'White Light White Heat' all night. I thought it could have been about you. I bet The Guardian writers stole the idea from your blog post the other week. I thought you'd like it.

 
At 10:20 am, Blogger Molly Bloom said...

But...but...you still shoulda come and met Molly for a bit...xx

 
At 10:28 am, Blogger Molly Bloom said...

I'm just gonna go back and read the stuff I've missed as I've been away on a conference...dull.

 
At 10:51 am, Blogger kek-w said...

Wyatting....Well, I borrowed the idea from Simon Reynolds (or, rather, responded to Simon, who was probably responding to someone else, etc).

Buuuut...there was a spate of mag/newspaper writers who were actually stealing stuff lock, stock, even pinching text, quotes, etc from various music blogs a while back, so the bloggers (and people at Dissensus too, I think) started 'naming and shaming' the broadsheet thieves...I think there may have even been a term for blog-theft...

 
At 11:28 am, Blogger Molly Bloom said...

Actually...don't know what's wrong with my head this morn. (Too many late nights!)It was in The Guardian yesterday...on a review of 'TV On the Radio' - Return to Cookie Mountain. Apparently, they are calling it 'infinite jukeboxes' which I liked! And it was Metal Machine Music that they put on...good brain...but someone in Ramsgate had forced drinkers to listen to Einstuzende Neubauten for hours on end. One 'blogger' apparently calls them 'pockets of resistance inside the City of Music' - so there you go. You are a pioneer Kek, you really are. Excellent.

Don't agree with the rest of the article though, which is utter rubbish..suggesting that people only do it to 'guffaw at thick proles'....I think not. And anyway...isn't that highly patronising to the working class...because they'd never, possibly be able to sit through anything avant-garde would they? Hmph. Seethe.

 
At 11:29 am, Blogger Molly Bloom said...

I think you should get an infinite jukebox up here. Marvellous.

 
At 3:35 pm, Blogger Molly Bloom said...

Just out of interest...what would be your ultimate track for the infinite jukebox?

 
At 5:38 pm, Blogger kek-w said...

It sounds like they may have lifted that all directly from simon's blog:

http://blissout.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_blissout_archive.html#114962055324130149

(unless it was actually Simon writing it for the Guardian, which is quite possible...)

 
At 6:59 pm, Blogger kek-w said...

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At 7:02 pm, Blogger kek-w said...

If by Infinite Jukebox, you mean an endlessly repeating track...then I sort of covered that a couple years ago here....

Check the link on that post - it will take you to a webpage where Alice DeeJay's "Do you think you're better off alone" plays on endless repeat. Of course, it's Euro-Cheese of the highest order, but if you keep listening to it over and over again, it's insincerity suddenly flips over and it becomes incredibly sincere, the track slowly sounding more and more poignant...eventually, after a couple of hours, the music sounds like the deepest, strangest, most blissful/emotional thing you've ever heard...the experience will be painful but cathartic, Molly...it's a little known secret that Alice Deejay is actually an incarnation of The Buddha.

"Do you think you're better off alone" by Alice Deejay: that's my infinite jukebox. play it long enough and the universe will open up and divulge its secrets.

 
At 7:16 am, Blogger Molly Bloom said...

Cor! Thanks. I've always liked that song but never really listened to it on a poignant level like that. I started to blub after the first few minutes and had to stop...for fear of ending up in some desperate loop of despair. I shall go back and do that again when I'm not feeling so vulnerable. I think that a lot of traditionally viewed 'pop' or 'dance' music can have that effect. Just been having a similar conv. over on Billy's blog. And saying that 'Boy/Girl' by Aphex Twin has a similar effect. I also think 'Encore une fois' has that hypnotic effect - especially the backbeat. Marvellous. Oh dear...I can see myself being sucked into a playing of that Alice Deejay later on today. I wonder what will happen?
Thanks for that link and great thoughts...

 
At 7:28 am, Blogger Molly Bloom said...

Good God, yes, the article is almost word for word. If it isn't him writing, someone shouldn't be able to sleep at night. Grrrr. I was always with Bill Hicks on the advertisers and media dicks. Poor old Bill, saw him just before he died. To nick something word for word is just unbelievable.

 
At 7:33 am, Blogger Molly Bloom said...

And Simon mentions Slade and Meredith Monk on the same page. Yay!

 
At 12:57 pm, Blogger kek-w said...

I played it last night when I was pissed and really upset myself.

I think the (obvious) point is that endless repetition shuts down certain parts of the brain, or opens up others, and the brain gets 'bored' and starts filling in the blanks and reading between the lines...it's a subtler, slower, less frantic version of what happens in an isolation tank....

If you let it, it creates a sort of semi-trance state similar to 'tribal' trance-drum or acid jam sessions or motorik musik...

You could achieve a similar result w/ just about any song/track that has some sort of repetitive/cycling motif.

"Boy/Girl" is interesting because it's a piss-take, but its deliberately 'naive' child-like qualities give it a strange, 'damaged' poignancy...

 
At 2:18 pm, Blogger Molly Bloom said...

Yes, the naive qualities of it are what got me last night when I was listening to it. I love anything or anyone who can tap into the child-like qualitites of life enduring. You can see it in people's eyes sometimes and you can hear it in music sometimes. And anything like this can really open things up, like you say. I remember sitting in front of a projection of this woman's face at a gig once for about 3 hours when, I think it was RDF were playing, and there was this mesmeric, hugely loud, mad thing going on, and it was amazing. And...well...it was the combination of a repetitive sound and image that did it for me. Marvellous. RDF....god..that takes me back...

 

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