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and that’s why we’re punks…

Posted by homoludo on May 27 2013 Posted by homoludo on May 27th, 2013 filed in blogging, writing
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…’ and that’s why we’re punks, even as most of the music we listen to sounds more like Sade than Minor Threat these days.’ Full text here.

– Excerpt from a good piece/argument about what punk is/means today. It’s something I think about a lot generally and particularly at the moment,  as noise hovers(hoovers ?)  around the techno mainstream in an exquisitely aesthetsised and depoliticized  way.

I found it on Ian Maleney’s blog . Ian became the most interesting writer on Irish music  the moment he turned into  the boy who pointed out the naked state of Irish electronic music.

UPDATE. Yeah, a really good blog with links to lots of great writing, been reading it all day.

A month of misanthropic of Sundays

Posted by homoludo on May 23 2013 Posted by homoludo on May 23rd, 2013 filed in radio shows, Sixfoot Apprentice, writing
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Lots of fun, the last while, with pahtays and full gigs( here, here , and following Janek Schaefer  here, here etc. Maybe I should plug gigs before they happen, but why discentivise peoples’ use of their detective skills?)   but that fun,  along with some podcast related admin guilt, has meant I’ve neglected this blog. That goes against my lean and mean PR strategy for self as brand, which reminds me , must get a Facebook I can neglect and link in with everybody…and be everybodies friend in a professional, friendly  manner…hmm…if I brand myself will it get better?

And now. A letter from out sponsor. The  radio shows are below.

Letter on Time and Work by Sean Bonney

So I guess by now you’ll have recovered from the voodoo routines at St Pauls. Guess its nice that we won’t have to pronounce the syllables Margaret Thatcher again. It all seems very distant now, like when you’ve been up for four nights, finally get some sleep, and then you’re sitting there drinking a cup of coffee trying to remember what the hell you’ve been up to. Do you remember that feeling? I still get it every now and again. Though obviously not very often these days. Anyway, the thing I remember most clearly is Glenda Jackson’s speech in parliament, yeh, when all the rest of them were wittering on about Thatcher and God and the entire fucking cosmos and there was Jackson laying out a few home truths. But really, it’s a measure of the weirdness of those few days how fearless that speech seemed: and, obviously, a measure of the weirdness that it actually was some kind of act of bravery. Tho the best bit was when the anonymous Tory MP started wailing “I can’t stand it” in the middle of it. Like, no, motherfucker, we can’t stand it either. We haven’t been able to stand it for years. Anyway, after listening to Jackson’s speech on youtube a few times, I went and checked her voting record in parliament – bit of a letdown, yeh. Abstained on the workfare vote, yeh. So that’s her, she can fuck off. She made a much better speech back in 1966, I think it was, playing Charlotte Corday in the film of Peter Weiss’ “Marat-Sade” – I guess you remember it, yeh, she’s up at the top of a ladder, going off her head, and screaming something along the lines of “what is this city, what is this thing they’re dragging through the streets?”. Christ, if she’d done that in parliament, I might have rethought my relationship with electoral politics. Well, maybe not. But seriously, what was that thing they were dragging through the streets on April 17th, or whatever day it was. Through that silenced, terrified city. I thought of Thatcher as some kind of rancid projectile, and they were firing her back into time, and the reverberations from wherever it was she landed, probably some time in around 1946, were clearly a more-or-less successful attempt to erase everything that wasn’t in a dull, harmonic agreement with whatever it is those vampires in parliament are actually trying to do with us. Firing us into some kind of future constructed on absolute fear. Or that future is a victorious vacuum, a hellish rotating disc of gratuitous blades, and they are speaking to you, those blades, and what they are saying is this: “one day you will be unemployed, one day you will be homeless, one day you will become one of the invisible, and monsters will suck whatever flesh remains on your cancelled bones”. And the grotesque and craggy rhythms of those monsters are already in our throats, right now. In our throats, our mouths, the cracked centre of our language transformed into the fascist syllables that are ring-fenced right in the middle of electoral democracy. Sharp barking. A geometrical city of forced dogs, glycerin waves, gelignite. What a strange, negative expression of the scandalous joy we were all feeling, pissed out of our heads in Brixton, in Trafalgar Square, all of those site of ancient disturbances suddenly blasted wide apart, as if for even one minute we were actually alive. We were the defect in parliamentary law on those nights. That is, we were absolutely lawful. I walked home and I wanted to spray-paint “Never Work” on the wall of every Job Centre I passed, but already that foul, virtuous fear was sinking back into me, taking possession of my every step. I was thinking about Blanqui, right at the end of his life, sitting in his prison cell, knowing full well that what he was writing he was going to be writing for ever, that he would always be wearing the clothes he was wearing, that he would always be sitting there, that his circumstances would never, ever change. I was thinking about how the work-ethic these days is evoked obsessively, like in some kind of ritual, and how that work is absolutely fictional, an invisibility blocking every pavement I was walking down. I wanted to cry. In fact I think I did. Oh shit. Ancient disturbances. Ghost towns and marching bands. Invisible factories. Nostalgia crackling into pain and pure noise. No sleep. No dreams. An endless, undifferentiated regime of ersatz work. All of us boiled down into some stupid, Tory alarm clock. A ringing so loud we can no longer even hear it. Oh christ, I’m sorry. You don’t need to hear this shit, I know that things are getting bad for you as well. I kind of think you should ignore this letter. But please, I need you to reply. I need to know there is life out there.

So mon ami, here are the radio shows Sixfoot and I did in the last couple of months. I’ll fill in and fix up the tracklists over the next week or two.

PCPCRaidio_Filthy_Mc_Nasty -Haunted jungleology and Rustie esque dance/ hip hop hybrid

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artist      song      album    label

DJ PCP

  1. Jubei Feat. Flowdan- Say Nothin’ (Rockwell Remix)- Say Nothin’
  2. Pixel-Ericson Sandstone – Mantle
  3. Lee Gamble-Dollis Hill – Diversions 1994-1996
  4. Miles – Lebensform -Faint Hearted
  5. Aaron Dilloway -Side B-  Songs About Jason B
  6. Lee Gamble – Rufige- Diversions 1994-1996
  7. DSCRD-Aedificare- Stellate 4
  8. JK Flesh – Obedient Automaton -Worship Is the Cleansing of the Imagination
  9. Pete Swanson-Punk Authority-Punk Authority
  10. Staga – Wild For The Night (Doshy Remix)
  11. A$AP Rocky Featuring Skrillex & Birdy Nam Nam – Wild for the Night
  12. Starlito- Lurking with the Roosters (prod. by DJ Spinz & Southside)
  13. Doshy-Hornets -Electrophilic EP
  14. Gunpay – Foodchain
  15. Flava D- Home
  16. Pete Swanson-Punk Authority-Punk Authority

SIXFOOT APPRENTICE

  1. SPEKULATIV FIKTION – “Night Owls” (from ‘Deathly Words’ on Spekulativ Fiktion’s Bandcamp site) IRE
  2. ANGEL HAZE – “On The Edge” (from Angel Haze’s Soundcloud site)
  3. ACTION BRONSON – “Compliments To The Chef (feat. Lauriana Mae)” (from Action Bronson’s Soundcloud site)
  4. JOEY BADA$$ & HARRY FRAUD – “Day In The Life” (from Harry Fraud’s Soundcloud site)
  5. T-WOC – “Sufferers” (from ‘Hoshorom EP’ on Invisible Agent Records) IRE
  6. GLITTERFACE – “Naughty Girl” (from Glitterface’s Soundcloud site) IRE
  7. K.FLAY & DANNY BROWN – “Hail Mary” (from K.Flay’s Soundcloud site)
  8. CAPLETON – “Dash Fire (KROMESTAR Remix)” (from Kromestar’s Soundcloud site)
  9. ANGEL HAZE vs JAMIE XX – “New York Is Killing Me (THE 83RD Remix)” (from Angel Haze’s Soundcloud site)
  10. RUBY GOE – “Get On It (EAN Remix)” (from EAN’s Soundcloud site)
  11. RUSTIE – “Slasherr” (from ‘Slasherr’ on LuckyMe Records)
  12. CANDIE HANK – “We All Go Die Tonight” (from ‘Groucho Running’ on Sonig Records)

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PCPCRaidio_Buy_Out_Barbee_Q  Ska, reggae and dancehall(on the buy out riddim) fit for kiddies and barbees,  dancehall/french ragga jungle, summery experimental house

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DJ PCP
1. The Granville Williams Orchestra – Old McDonald Ska -Trojan Reggae For Kids Box Set
2. Ernest Ranglin – Surfin’ -The Rebirth of Cool 6
3. Collie Buddz Herb Tree www.theheatwave.co.uk/blog
4. Elan – Red_Red_Wine
5. Beenie Man Row Buy out
6. Sean Paul – Like_Glue
7. RCola Nuttin A Go So Nuttin A Go So / Pass The Dutchie
8. Unknown-??? – Jungle party)french ragga jungle bootleg vinyl with bad titles
9. Unknown yu want everything- Jungle party)french ragga jungle
10. Unknown – AC Tone – feat Prince Speedy P & Lord Kossity – french ragga jungle bootleg vinyl with bad titles
11. Unknown-Tic tac- Daddy Pleen ??? – Jungle party)french ragga jungle bootleg vinyl with bad titles
12. Unknown-??? – Jungle party)french ragga jungle bootleg vinyl with bad titles
13. Sound Stream aka Soundhack Julie’s Theme Julie’s Theme
14. Fennez-Fa_Mark_Fell_Remix
15. Annie The Greatest Hit (Dub Mix)

SIXFOOT APPRENTICE

  1. UNCLE LEW – “Contemporary Man” (from ‘V/A 2013’ on Alkalinear Records) IRE
  2. LETHAL DIALECT – “Keep It Real (RICHIE KABOOGIE Remix)” (from Richie Kaboogie’s Soundcloud site) IRE
  3. MISSING FUNDAMENTAL – “Slop Hop” (from Missing Fundamental’s Soundcloud site) IRE
  4. MADEK – “Straight Up No Messing” (from ‘Meas Mór’ on Alkalinear Records) IRE
  5. T-WOC – “Sufferers” (from ‘Hoshorom EP’ on Invisible Agent Records) IRE
  6. GLITTERFACE – “Naughty Girl” (from Glitterface’s Soundcloud site) IRE
  7. POWER – “Longer Days Darker Nights” (from XLR8R site) IRE
  8. REPLETE – “Deesect” (from ‘Replete EP’ on Replete’s Bandcamp site) IRE
  9. EEOO – “Haunted Dancefloor” (from ‘Angel EP’ on Eomac’s Bandcamp site) IRE
  10. MAJOR GRAVE – “Paramedics” (from Major Grave’s Soundcloud site) IRE
  11. CL MOONS & LEMONADA – “Nino Future Of Latin” (from CL Moons’ Soundcloud site) IRE

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PCPRaidio__We_Had_Dream_Last_Night        Creepy techno about twins, noisy hip hop.

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Artist Title Album

DJ PCP
The Pharcyde L.A. JAY Remix Otha Fish
Le1f Pocahontas ft. Kitty Pryde (produced by Drippin) Fly Zone
Clipping intro mediocrity
Yves De Mey D1 Ice Carrier Counting Trigger
clipping killer (ft. kill rogers) midcity
Autechre recks on Exai
Biosphere Phantasm Patashnik
Polar Inertia The Last Vehicle The Last Vehicle EP
Aphrohead AKA Felix Da Housecat In The Dark We Live (Dave Clarke’s 312 Mix)
Rageous Projecting Kevin Aviance  – Cunty (The Feeling) (Party Mix) Voguing & The House Ballroom Scene Of New York City 1976-96
Zebra Katz – Imma read –  Tricky Remix feat Tricky and Gangsta Boo
Container- Paralyzed- LP
Gesloten Cirkel Twisted Balloon (M-009)
Emptyset Function: Vulgar Display of Power (Roly Porter Variation) Demiurge Variations
Alice Donut -Tiny Ugly World- Mule

SIXFOOT APPRENTICE

  1. MAJOR GRAVE – “Paramedics” (from Major Grave’s Soundcloud site) IRE
  2. LETHAL DIALECT – “Keep It Real (RICHIE KABOOGIE Remix)” (from Richie Kaboogie’s Soundcloud site) IRE
  3. MISSING FUNDAMENTAL – “Slop Hop” (from Missing Fundamental’s Soundcloud site) IRE
  4. RUSTIE – “Slasherr” (from ‘Slasherr’ on LuckyMe Records)
  5. UNCLE LEW – “Contemporary Man” (from ‘V/A 2013’ on Alkalinear Records) IRE
  6. BACONHEAD – “Lobsters” (from ‘Hawaii EP’ on Eat Concrete Records)
  7. SPOOKHOUSE – “DNMO” (from ‘V/A 2013’ on Alkalinear Records) IRE
  8. SWARM INTELLIGENCE – “Chasing Shadows” (from ‘V/A 2013’ on Alkalinear Records) IRE

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PCPRaidio_Six_Foot_High_and_Rising

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SIXFOOT APPRENTICE

  1. DIPLO – “Must Be A Devil” (from ‘Blow Your Head EP’ on Mad Decent Records).
  2. PRGZ – “Stompin” (unreleased).
  3. M.I.A. – “U.R.A.Q.T. (DJ C Remix)” (from ‘U.R.A.Q.T. EP’ on XL Records).
  4. THE BEATLES – “Twist & Shout (HOLLERTRONIX Remix)” (from ‘Hollertronix 3’ on Hollertronix Records).
  5. DJ C – “Jump Up & Bounce” (from ‘Unami LP’ on Mashit Records).
  6. PRGZ – “Hood Celebrity” (from ‘Fear & Loathing In Hunts Vegas’ on Mad Decent Records).
  7. DIPLO – “Fuji Ouija” (unreleased).
  8. KID 606 – “Mr. Wobbles Nightmare (SQUIRE OF GOTHOS Remix)” (unreleased).
  9. SQUIRE OF GOTHOS – “Big Yellow Smiley Faces” (from ‘We Do Scorpion Tings’ on Rag & Bone Records).
  10. DEAD PREZ – “Hip-Hop (SQUIRE OF GOTHOS Remix)” (unreleased).
  11. DJ C – “Du Ting” (from ‘Unami LP’ on Mashit Records).
  12. KANYE WEST – “Golddigger (DIPLO Remix)” (from Mad Decent’s soundcloud site).
  13. DJ C – “Nuttin Atall” (from ‘Sonic Weapons LP’ on Mashit Records).
  14. SQUIRE OF GOTHOS – “Bounty Ice-cream” (from ‘Rave Lord EP’ on Electrostimulation Records).
  15. DELACY – “Hideaway (SQUIRE OF GOTHOS Remix)” (unreleased).
  16. SQUIRE OF GOTHOS – “Life’s A Bitch” (unreleased).
  17. S-TYPE – “River Of Slime” (from XLR8R site).
  18. RICHIE KABOOGIE – “Sci-fi Radge” (unreleased). IRE
  19. RUSTIE – “Slasherr” (from ‘Slasherr’ on LuckyMe Records)
  20. CANDIE HANK – “We All Go Die Tonight” (from ‘Groucho Running’ on Sonig Records)
  21. LETHAL DIALECT – “Keep It Real (RICHIE KABOOGIE Remix)” (from Richie Kaboogie’s Soundcloud site) IRE
  22. CYLOB – “Rewind” (from ‘Rewind EP’ on Warp Records).
  23. APHEX TWIN – “Donkey Rhubarb” (from ‘Donkey Rhubarb EP’ on Warp Records).
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The Illustrated Man

Posted by homoludo on Jun 08 2012 Posted by homoludo on June 8th, 2012 filed in science fiction, time travel, video, writing
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Ray Bradbury died this week.

Mr. Electrico Via Bruce Sterling’s blog

INTERVIEWER

That’s the character who makes a brief appearance in Something Wicked This Way Comes, right? And you’ve often spoken of a real-life Mr. Electrico, though no scholar has ever been able to confirm his existence. The story has taken on a kind of mythic stature—the director of the Center for Ray Bradbury Studies calls the search for Mr. Electrico the “Holy Grail” of Bradbury scholarship.

BRADBURY

Yes, but he was a real man. That was his real name. Circuses and carnivals were always passing through Illinois during my childhood and I was in love with their mystery. One autumn weekend in 1932, when I was twelve years old, the Dill Brothers Combined Shows came to town. One of the performers was Mr. Electrico. He sat in an electric chair. A stagehand pulled a switch and he was charged with fifty thousand volts of pure electricity. Lightning flashed in his eyes and his hair stood on end.

The next day, I had to go the funeral of one of my favorite uncles. Driving back from the graveyard with my family, I looked down the hill toward the shoreline of Lake Michigan and I saw the tents and the flags of the carnival and I said to my father, Stop the car. He said, What do you mean? And I said, I have to get out. My father was furious with me. He expected me to stay with the family to mourn, but I got out of the car anyway and I ran down the hill toward the carnival.

It didn’t occur to me at the time, but I was running away from death, wasn’t I? I was running toward life. And there was Mr. Electrico sitting on the platform out in front of the carnival and I didn’t know what to say. I was scared of making a fool of myself. I had a magic trick in my pocket, one of those little ball-and-vase tricks—a little container that had a ball in it that you make disappear and reappear—and I got that out and asked, Can you show me how to do this? It was the right thing to do. It made a contact. He knew he was talking to a young magician. He took it, showed me how to do it, gave it back to me, then he looked at my face and said, Would you like to meet those people in that tent over there? Those strange people? And I said, Yes sir, I would. So he led me over there and he hit the tent with his cane and said, Clean up your language! Clean up your language! He took me in, and the first person I met was the illustrated man. Isn’t that wonderful? The Illustrated Man! He called himself the tattooed man, but I changed his name later for my book. I also met the strong man, the fat lady, the trapeze people, the dwarf, and the skeleton. They all became characters.
Mr. Electrico was a beautiful man, see, because he knew that he had a little weird kid there who was twelve years old and wanted lots of things. We walked along the shore of Lake Michigan and he treated me like a grown-up. I talked my big philosophies and he talked his little ones. Then we went out and sat on the dunes near the lake and all of a sudden he leaned over and said, I’m glad you’re back in my life. I said, What do you mean? I don’t know you. He said, You were my best friend outside of Paris in 1918. You were wounded in the Ardennes and you died in my arms there. I’m glad you’re back in the world. You have a different face, a different name, but the soul shining out of your face is the same as my friend. Welcome back.

Now why did he say that? Explain that to me, why? Maybe he had a dead son, maybe he had no sons, maybe he was lonely, maybe he was an ironical jokester. Who knows? It could be that he saw the intensity with which I live. Every once in a while at a book signing I see young boys and girls who are so full of fire that it shines out of their face and you pay more attention to that. Maybe that’s what attracted him.

When I left the carnival that day I stood by the carousel and I watched the horses running around and around to the music of “Beautiful Ohio,” and I cried. Tears streamed down my cheeks. I knew something important had happened to me that day because of Mr. Electrico. I felt changed. He gave me importance, immortality, a mystical gift. My life was turned around completely. It makes me cold all over to think about it, but I went home and within days I started to write. I’ve never stopped.

Seventy-seven years ago, and I’ve remembered it perfectly. I went back and saw him that night. He sat in the chair with his sword, they pulled the switch, and his hair stood up. He reached out with his sword and touched everyone in the front row, boys and girls, men and women, with the electricity that sizzled from the sword. When he came to me, he touched me on the brow, and on the nose, and on the chin, and he said to me, in a whisper, “Live forever.” And I decided to.

 

Desiring Scenes

Posted by homoludo on Apr 13 2011 Posted by homoludo on April 13th, 2011 filed in video, writing
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A good piece of music writing from Wire blog the Mire. Like a 90’s Melody Maker/ NME piece, it makes you (me )want to buy the record/s.

Erotic neurotic

“I don’t know how it comes across when I say this, but I am deeply invested in sex and sexiness,” Amanda Brown tells Simon Reynolds in the May issue of The Wire. Even though it is expressed in that peculiarly American way that makes Amanda sound like she regards the very fact of her being in the world as a business venture to be injected with regular shots of cultural capital, what she is actually talking about is her vision for the kind of artists and music now being issued by Not Not Fun, the label she runs with husband Britt out of their home in Eagle Rock, LA, and in particular its hot little sister imprint, 100% Silk.

As Simon points out, both Amanda’s and Not Not Fun’s roots lie deep in America’s post-Riot Grrrl Noise/lo-fi DIY underground. This is a realm where sex exists purely as metaphor, something to be invoked or mobilised only in order to expose the brutality of power relations, or to subvert the oppression of normative social relations by flaunting its most taboo, transgressive manifestations. In contrast, almost all the music now being issued by NNF and 100% Silk reflects Amanda’s lust for 70s and 90s dance music experiences, her desire to luxuriate in the sensual inclusiveness (or inclusive sensuality) of dub, disco and downtempo beatz, and the way these bass-centred musics work to eroticise the entire body (in contrast to the way Noise targets it as a conflict zone in a Total War, or the way Goth/Emo is convulsed by its base functions and desires, or the way alt.rock puts all the emphasis back on the same old erogenous zones as trad.rawk).

You can track NNFs aesthetic shift from pavement to Penthouse by comparing the messthetix that define the handmade packaging of the label’s early cassette editions with the image on the generic sleeves of the 12″s released by 100% Silk, which looks like it has been lifted from a mid-80s Athena poster, all soft fleshy curves, hard angles and cool surfaces, a pre-Photoshop phantasy of aspirational erotica and glam aesthetix.

When it comes to her own LA Vampires project, Amanda’s investment in sex and sexiness actually feels more cute than carnal, manifesting as a license to indulge in some slyly provocatve fun and games.

The ‘two girls in the shower’ sequence in the vid for the LA Vampires/Matrix Metals collaboration “How Would You Know?” might sound like a cynical media grabbing manoeuvre straight out of a Katy Perry vid, but it feels more like an instance of adolescent juvenilia, a ‘whatever’ Chatroulette provocation, two twentysomething women getting back in touch with their insouciant teenage selves, deadpanning to the lens as they fake their way through a routine of getting ready for a big night out (and if you want to come over all Lacanian about it, flirting with the gaze they know is there, just out of sight, on the other side of the screen).

LA Vampires feat. Matrix Metals – How Would U Know from Not Not Fun on Vimeo.

In the vid for “Make Me Over” Amanda regresses even further, into a pre-pubescent state of innocence eliding into self-consciousness (or self-awareness), rummaging in the dressing up box, pulling out a sequence of exotic costumes, posing, pouting and dancing in front of the camera, which in this case is a substitute for her pre-teen bedroom mirror, the first witness to vouchsafe an emerging sense of her own sexuality.

LA Vampires feat. Matrix Metals – Make Me Over from Not Not Fun on Vimeo.

But judging from an interview recently posted on the 100% Silk blog, the NNF/100% Silk artist who Amanda seems to have most invested in when it comes to making flesh her new aesthetic is Maria Minerva, aka Estonian ‘dream pop songstress’/’disco-not-disco diva’ (and, it should be noted here, former intern at, and current contributor to, The Wire) Maria Juur.

During the interview Maria demurely deflects Amanda’s line of questioning, insisting she feels more awkward and uptight than the potentially hot ‘n’ sexy “Eastern European supermodel goddess” (to quote an earlier 100% Silk blog post) that Amanda seems to want her to be. But a quick sweep through some of the evidence now archived out there on the www would seem to suggest that Maria’s artistic project is about as deeply invested in playing around with notions of sex and sexiness as her label boss could wish for.

Originally taped at the back end of 2010, the vid for “Strange Things Happening In My Room”, a track on Maria’s recent NNF tape Tallinn At Dawn, feels like an ironic take on the Talk Talk idents that topped and tailed the ad breaks in the last series of The X Factor (which was still being broadcast at the time this vid was posted). Made to feel like the genuine article (groups of PJ-clad BFFs on a sleepover, having fun with the webcam, miming along to their current fave pop tunes), the idents were moments of pure media artifice, and Maria’s vid feels like an ultra hip and knowing restaging, so a fabricated mass media event masquerading as a moment of tweenie jouissance becomes the site for an occluded adult drama, a solipsistic domestic episode veiled in mystery but heavily suggestive of auto-erotic experience.

The ‘censored by YouTube’ vid for the “So High” track by contrast makes everything explicit, appropriating scenes from what looks like a particularly sleazy slice of hi-brow Euro porn. Before YouTube censored it, this vid went most of the way.

Intriguingly, in the Info section of this post Maria quotes a couplet from Gang Of Four’s “Natural’s Not In It”, “The problem of leisure/What to do for pleasure?”, sourced not from its original context, the 1979 Entertainment! LP, but from its inspired use on the soundtrack to Sophia Coppola’s sumptuous 2006 soft porn period drama Marie Antionette.

“So High” is taken from Maria’s forthcoming NNF LP Cabaret Cixous, whose title references the French feminist theorist/writer Hélène Cixous, the distaff Derrida, whose 1975 essay The Laugh Of The Medusa upped the ante on existing theories of non-normative sexuality such as polymorphous perversity and jouissance to instruct women thus: “Censor the body and you censor breath and speech… Your body must be heard.” Which sounds like a permissive pre-echo of Maria writing (for France’s Hartzine) about the effect on her teenage body of Roy Davis Jr’s sublime 1997 Deep House track “Gabriel”: “This track got me into House when I was 14. Made me go through changes in my body and I am not talking about puberty! “Gabriel” gave me an idea what a groove could do to you, and oh it felt good.”

Appropriately enough, the ‘teaser’ vid for “Disko Bliss”, which was posted in advance of the release of Maria’s 100% Silk 12″, feels like it arrives as a consequence of the effect of both Cixous’s theories and Davis Jr’s practice, foregrounding the kind of sensual total body experience brought on by dancing to disco and Deep House. Although Maria can’t resist inserting a little ironic touch to undercut the erotic effect: keep watching and the beads of sweat glistening suggestively on the torsos of the male and female dancers are revealed to be fake.

MARIA MINERVA – DISKO BLISS teaser from 100% Silk on Vimeo.

As with most of the images of her circulating on the blogosphere, in the photo on the cover of Tallinn At Dawn Maria returns your fascinated gaze with deadpan inscrutability (is she projecting satisfaction or disdain or just indifference?).

The image’s grainy soft focus monochrome makes it feel like a relic from the mid-70s. But is it a promo shot of a Laurel Canyon songstress, or a still from yet another slice of ‘sophisticated’ Euro porn? Or both? Maria as a double exposure of Laura Nyro and Sylvia Kristel?

In his piece in the May issue, Simon refers to Maria’s 100% Silk 12″ as “delightfully quirky electro-bop”, which feels about right for what is essentially a collection of LCD dance moves (one of Maria’s own tags for these tracks is ‘slutwave’). But his description of Tallinn At Dawn as “marvelously woozy”, while texturally correct, feels too reductive for what is an unusually captivating body of work, one that feels like the product of a genuinely original sensibility.

Some of the arrangements here have a real sense of mystery about them: the way all the parts are shadowed and multiplied by their echo chamber doppelgangers, and the way the individual synth lines, samples and rudimentary drum machine patterns interlock or overlap in unexpected ways gives the songs a complex and seductive polyrhythmic vibe. Rather than the vacuous synth pop of Nite Jewel (the comparison drawn by most Altered Zones type bloggers out there), what it makes me think of most is Nico’s The Marble Index (a judgement which I admit may well be clouded by the fact that I know that one of the first songs Maria learned to karaoke along to as a Tallinn tweenie was Nico’s “Janitor Of Lunacy”: maybe that’s what happens when you grow up with a dad who is the one of your country’s leading music critics, something like the Eesti equivalent of Paul Morley). Anyway, I make the comparison not because of any ‘ice queen’ parallels, or because the songs describe a devastating/devastated emotional and psychological landscape (the lyrics are mostly indecipherable, Maria’s state of mind and being veiled behind diaphanous layers of echo, although the overall mood feels rather lost and lonely, and therefore suffused with desire and a certain melancholy ache), but due to the sense of disconnect between the sighing vocal lines and what is happening elsewhere in the tracks. Legend has it that John Cale recorded his parts on Index blind ie without hearing Nico’s vocal and harmonium parts first. Then the two were slammed together and somehow made to cohere in the mix. This had the effect of suspending Nico in a state of temporal-spatial displacement, and there’s something of that same feeling in some of these tracks too (Maria is currently based in London so maybe it’s all a metaphor for the migrant experience of longing and not quite belonging).

In a famous essay on The Marble Index Lester Bangs quoted an ex-girlfriend (Lester invoked his exes like muses) who told him it sounded like Cale had built a cathedral in sound for a woman in hell. On Tallinn At Dawn it sounds like Maria has built herself a boudoir in sound, but the emotional and psychological state of the singer remains elusive; is she in ecstasy or in limbo, enraptured or indifferent?

The difference between this music and the tracks on that 100% Silk 12″ feels the same as the difference between erotica and porn. The seductive power of the songs on Tallinn At Dawn is in direct proportion to how little of herself and the process Maria reveals. By comparison, the sluttishly explicit dance tracks on that 100% Silk 12″ leave little to the imagination and so fascination is quickly spent, turns morbid, shifts its gaze elsewhere.

A memo to Amanda Brown: in order to maximise the return on this particular investment, keep it under wraps.

Tony Herrington

Flexi Pop – Rock and roll synth histories

Posted by homoludo on Feb 10 2011 Posted by homoludo on February 10th, 2011 filed in industrial design, rock and roll, syths, theory, time travel, writing
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Great essay on Industrial design and synth histoy from the ever readable mute magazine. I’ve annotated it with youtube clips of the music mentione. And added a couple I think apply.

Flexi Pop

By Pil and Galia Kollectiv
The introduction of the synthesizer gave PoMo bands the means to replay the history of rock ‘n’ roll with the authenticity knob turned down low. In this month’s music column, Pil and Galia appreciate the flatlands of the synth cover.

An invisible revolution took the United States by storm in the late 1960s – the Flexible Manufacturing System. Perhaps it even had greater implications for the world today than the better known social transformations of the period: the hippies, psychedelic drugs, protests against Vietnam or the student revolt. And yet it has received scant critical attention over the last 40 years since, until recently, the term had little meaning outside engineering conferences on industrial production methods and efficiency. Before 1965, manufacturers tended to concentrate on streamlining industrial procedures to reduce costs and increase productivity. The Fordist model of the assembly line still dominated the market, and companies were busy constructing support systems to enable repetitive, and regularised manufacturing. This approach was immortalised in Henry Ford’s famous words from 1909: ‘Any customer can have a car painted any colour that he wants so long as it is black’. The ideal customer and the perfect car were both completely predictable and manageable within a rigid plan. It was the responsibility of manufactures to create efficient and controllable products and only then, via advertising, consumer desire for them.

Image: AlliedSignal’s Flexible Manufacturing System

But the Flexible Manufacturing System, developed by Theodore William in Edinburgh in 1965, changed all that. In essence, FMS conceives of industrial manufacturing as a process that can be changed or adapted rapidly to manufacture different products or components at different volumes of production. This required a large number of machines which could be coordinated by a central computer and which would be flexible enough to handle different tasks and absorb sudden changes to volume, speed or design. The influence of this now obvious idea was dramatic. First of all, the products themselves became fluid and Ford’s inevitably black Model T was soon replaced by the seriality of, say, the eight different colours of the iPod nano. The FMS also gave birth to the limited edition product, from the Christmas flavored Starbucks Gingerbread Lattes of December to the heart-shaped Krispy Kreme donut of Valentine’s Day. But, more importantly, FMS was a Copernican revolution that inverted the causality of manufacturing: instead of a product that pre-exists the consumer, manufacturers began to look for the slightest hint of a consumer trend that could be quickly translated into products with a guaranteed market. Since machines were more adaptable and it was possible to easily and rapidly re-organise assembly lines, consumer demands could determine the product.

The influence of these new industrial ideas on politics from the ’70s onwards is evident and well documented. These could be seen reflected in the move away from ideology to a politics based on constant opinion polls and control groups that came to prominence during the Clinton years. But the links between the changing industrial landscape and art and music have not been given due attention and can offer an interesting angle from which to complicate our thinking on postmodernism. Visual art, perhaps, presents a clearer case. In the early 1960s, pop art was premised on an evaluation or even admiration of mass commodities. Pop art exercised several procedures around these commodities: their relocation, following Duchamp, from the supermarket or mass media to the gallery (Warhol, Lichtenstein) and their subsequent re-contextualisation; their material transformation (Oldenburg); or a blurring of borders between background and foreground, the human subject and the world of commodities (Wesselman). All of these mechanisms addressed the commodity as a unique, fixed object and dealt with it only on the level of consumerism, only after it was released to the market as a signifier of desire.

When Warhol was working with pseudo-industrial repetition, he simply duplicated the exact same object, be it a Brillo box, a Campbell soup tin or a print of Marilyn. But the generation of American artists who inherited pop art revised this relationship with the commodity in the late ’60s and throughout the ’70s. Minimalism is still talked about through Michael Fried’s trite notions of ‘relationality’ and ‘literalism’, but it is better viewed as an artistic response to FMS. These artists created flexible and modular systems that enabled them to think of the commodity at a higher level of abstraction. Unlike the Brillo box, Sol LeWitt’s modular cubical structures could be easily re-arranged to create endless variations. Similarly, Dan Flavin’s use of cheap commodities (neon strips) is not so much about their singular identity as objects of desire but their inherent malleability, the fact that the commodity becomes a flexible building block that could be cut to different sizes and thicknesses, and arranged in a variety of ways. Donald Judd’s concrete structures are perhaps the most obvious illustration of this, since the artist used industrial molding techniques to remove the object from its place in a stable relationship with consumers and other objects on the market and re-think it as an abstract flexible system. These artistic practices were not so much attempts to move away from commodity-fetish, from the image and the aesthetic power of the commodity, as readjustments of aesthetic language to account for newer industrial models and the flexibility they demanded.

Popular music can also be looked at through the same prism, but perhaps because a lot of the critical discourse surrounding music is still loyal to ideas of authenticity, individualism, talent and a unique artistic voice, music is rarely discussed in the context of material and industrial production. Here, through the framework of the cover version, a shift can also be observed in the attitude of artists towards other commodities or, more specifically, given pop songs. The repertoire of the bands of the early ’60s, and particularly the ones associated with the first wave of the British invasion, was almost exclusively drawn from the American tunes of the ’50s. The songs these bands covered were mostly associated with the early rock’n’ roll, electric sound of Chicago and the Memphis blues they listened to as teenagers. These covers paid homage to the double take on freedom latent in those songs: at its core, it was the sound of a southern black culture landing on the industrial North with great force. But for the British bands, these were also the sounds of Americana, products of an affluent, youthful, fast culture, the sonic equivalent of the Cadillac or Coca Cola. Cleansed of (racial) context and aural grit, the Rolling Stones’ covers of Chuck Berry functioned in much the same way as Warhol’s empty Brillo boxes, simulacral ciphers of a hyperreal consumer culture.

In the ’70s, however, these appropriations gave way to a lesser known breed of electronic remakes. Stripped down to a bare minimum of broken chords, the minimal synth cover versions that emerged with the rise of the synthesizer reduced the structures of the consumer landscape in the same way as the artists of minimalism. Much of the supposed shock of the new in the punk sound was in fact indebted to a revisiting of, by now, fairly classic rock ‘n’ roll, rubbed raw into the most primitive elements you could get away with, as evidenced by the Sex Pistols’ cover of Eddie Cochran’s ‘C’mon Everybody’, for example. But it was only with the advent of the synthesizer that bands could really discard the guitar-bass-drums aesthetic that defined rock ‘n’ roll and begin to challenge its structure more rigorously. Perhaps the best known precursors of these experiments are Suicide’s re-imaginings of the ’50s as a hollowed out bank of sounds and gestures. Just as Judd, LeWitt and Flavin replaced the supermarket with its empty shell – grey, cold, neon-lit expanses of industrial wasteland – Alan Vega and Martin Rev used the new capacities of the Korg Mini Pops to distill the ghost of Elvis into a pulsating signal, like a fluorescent tube at the end of its life, flashing on and off in a vacant lot. The early ’60s cover version was devoted to content: who you covered was crucial. But for Suicide, Elvis and Chuck Berry were all the same. The noise of motorcycle gangs and the slow dances of a high school prom were boiled down to a psychotic sugary abstraction.

What expressiveness remained in Suicide’s neo-rock ‘n’ roll was excised by the minimal synth bands that followed. When Daniel Miller recorded his Music for Parties in 1980 under the pseudonym Silicon Teens, he wanted to find out what Chuck Berry would sound like if he’d played a synthesizer instead of a guitar. But he was also interested in the fact that new electronic instruments allowed you to prioritise the idea over the execution: you didn’t have to be a songwriter or musician to make music with them. In this he was demonstrating Phil Oakey of the Human League’s well known comment, that synth music was even better than punk because you didn’t even need to learn three chords to play it, just one finger. But he was also following the logic of much concurrent conceptual and minimal art that sought to displace the artist’s gesture using technical fabrication processes borrowed from post-industrial manufacture. The resultant album, featuring covers of ‘Memphis, Tennessee’ and ‘Judy in Disguise’ has been largely consigned to the novelty bin of history, but its interpretation of the canon of rock ‘n’ roll for the wired generation is exemplary. The combination of dead pan delivery with a beat faster than even Chuck Berry’s nimble fingers somehow manages to both delete the decades of musical cliché that had clogged the genre since the ’50s and overwrite it with the immediacy of proto-rock folk music like creole zydeco.

Of course a better known version of the same idea is Flying Lizards’ Top Ten. Following the success of 1979’s ‘Money’, and in light of the relatively quiet reception of a second album more focused on David Cunningham’s experimental music, Top Ten was comprised mainly of reworkings of rock ‘n’ roll classics like ‘Tutti Frutti’ and ‘Dizzy Miss Lizzie’. Here the icy vocals of Sally Peterson, who followed in Deborah Evans-Stickland footsteps after ‘Money”s one hit wonder, were as important as the rudimentary instrumentation. Somehow after decades of sweaty rock ‘n’ roll put through the meat grinder of the culture industry and packaged in wave after wave of retro revival, the clinical, one-tone-fits-all approach seemed better suited to address the age. If rebellion had been fully co-opted, perhaps a kind of pre-empting of the evacuation of content and emotion that was part and parcel of the marketing of youth culture was strategically more useful. Flying Lizards video clips show guitars, drums and keyboards in place, but by no means in conventional use, more frequently being thumped than played, as a pre-recorded soundtrack dictates the pace.

Over in France, Doctor Mix and the Remix’s Wall of Noise, represented another whole album’s worth of standards massacred by post-punks Métal Urbain’s Eric Debris. With the aid of a drum machine, cheap reverb and guitar in overdrive, his rendition of ‘Brand New Cadillac’, but also more recent, alternative classics, like the Stooges’ ‘No Fun’, is notable for its slack attitude, kept in check only by the regimented timing of the machine.


This approach was taken to an extreme across the Atlantic by the Better Beatles, whose payback for the British Invasion on the album Mercy Beat was the cruelest of all. As news of John Lennon’s murder took over the airwaves, the Omaha based group considered the fab four to be an oppressive influence. But instead of going back to the origins of the American rhythm and blues sound that Lennon and McCartney were trying to emulate, they came up with a better strategy. Applying a devastating Midwestern drawl to a playlist of sacred cows, and working in ignorance of the Flying Lizards experiments, they didn’t even attempt to capture the signature melodies of tunes like ‘Penny Lane’, ‘Hello Goodbye’ or ‘Paperback Writer’. Instead, they combined random freeform basslines, basic drumming with simple synth refrains, rehearsed them to death to kill off any freshness or spontaneity, and produced music that sounded nothing like the Beatles beyond the unceremoniously recited lyrics. Often compared with the Residents’ Third Reich and Roll album, the Better Beatles were far less ambitious in their re-tooling of the music establishment. Initially playing around with Beatles songs because they had no original material to work with, they even quite liked the Beatles and just thought the idea was funny. But with the tenacity of a one liner taken too far, they succeeded in both mutilating the transitional moment of popular music’s acceptance as a serious medium and rebuilding the ruins into something that could still be meaningful long after the momentum of the ’60s was truly over. With a few looping riffs, the cover version was thus transformed from a medium of reverential deference to a subversive critical tool, externalising the repressed psychosis of the silly pop refrains that the white rock ‘n’ roll groups of the ’60s bleached of innuendo.

‘To make a rock ‘n’ roll record, technology is the least important thing’, said Keith Richards, meaning that music is an essence removed from its particular historical and material context. This is what allowed the Stones to translate those loud sexual and racial insinuations of early rock ‘n’ roll into slick English, boyish hip sounds. Each southern delta blues number they covered has an irreducible quality beyond its means of production. The minimal synth of the ’70s and ’80s, on the other hand, was busy with the project of deconstructing, rather than transcending the American century. What bands like the Flying Lizards or the Better Beatles aimed to achieve was to look at the recent past of pop music as a structure, and to collapse differences between styles, genres or trends, what Adorno called the manufactured difference between cultural product A versus cultural product B. This was a deliberate strategy of de-mythologisation, moving away from a Debordian conception of spectacular time. Spectacular time, wrote Debord, is the presentation of pseudo-events as significant differences: the past accumulated and consumed like any other commodity:

The production process’s constant innovations are not echoed in consumption, which presents nothing but an expanded repetition of the past. Because dead labor continues to dominate living labor, in spectacular time the past continues to dominate the present.

The interpretation of the past in minimal synth – empty of consumerist desire through technological means that rendered it cold and repetitive – seems to go against Debord’s analysis of popular culture’s attachment to the past. In fact, Debord’s critique itself, because of the changes in manufacturing discussed here and their influence on culture, has become a sort of style in its own right. To be cool in post-Fordist times means not to direct your consumerist desire towards a particular product or a particular moment in history, but to be able to view time, place and culture as flexible systems which can be customised at will.

Superficially, there is something incredibly cynical about the cool, sarcastic appropriations of minimal synth, denying rock ‘n’ roll what little authenticity remained in an ossifying form. At the same time that Tin Pan Valley released their ‘double B-side’ of synthed-up covers of ‘Hanky Panky’ and ‘Yakety Yak’, and that Sun Yama recorded their brilliant cover of Bob Dylan’s ‘Subterranean Homesick Blues’, Kraftwerk were developing new ideas for a techno-pop that would leave guitar music behind. But rather than present a new narrative of progress through electronic music, these forgotten bands applied retro-garde methodologies to the existing ones, positing alternative timelines that collapsed the history of popular music as it had been with possible histories of futures past, where Chuck Berry did get to play a Korg instead of a Gibson. When we think of the role of the cover version in contemporary pop idol type reality television competitions, where the aim of each contestant is to decant as much subjectivity as possible into a given text, all the while obscuring the mechanisms which produce this subjectivity in front of our faces, perhaps this non-committal inhabiting of dead forms gains political relevance for today.

Pil and Galia Kollectiv are London-based artists, writers and curators working in collaboration. They are also lecturers in Fine Art at the University of Kent. www.kollectiv.co.uk

and…

Prince Kong Rising

Posted by homoludo on May 29 2009 Posted by homoludo on May 29th, 2009 filed in !Kaboogie, Hardcore continuum, Irish bands, Irish producers, live sets, music, news, prince kong, writing
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Lady Grew (all pictures by Aoife from the !Kaboogie records 01 Squidge ep launch  last friday)

A big couple of weeks in Irish Bass/dance music. Two releases from Irish artists on Irish labels, on vinyl. One on Alphabet set the other the first release on !Kaboogie, lauched two weeks ago and last week.

Prince Kong blazing on both. Here’s how Boomkat put it (who have sold out of their first order all ready)-
Good Lord! What the hell is this?!?…-Prince Kong and T-woc have just shocked our afternoon to the core with a blinding pair of future Dub cuts seemingly beamed from another planet. Prince Kong’s ‘Crossroads’ sounds like The Bug inna deep war with Babylon, sending hordes of dreadlocked bass disciples armed with industrial kickdrums and razor-edged rave signals to bring down any System that tries it, only better.
For me Prince Kong is a totally original Irish producer with a transnational sound. Bringing on MC driven bass and barbed wire riddims to scarify while avoiding the usual traps of imitating Detroit, London, Aphex bloody twin or whatever.

Mc Rodrigo

He’s had a power and originality from the first time I heard him in Eustace St a few years ago(first dublin gig I think) This has come to the fore at a series of gigs over the last two years. The sound getting weightier and skankier with every gig. Dancing to it you’re caught between the bass rooting you to the floor and the high end jerking you up.The show is now a Tour de force with MCs chatting and chanting over shuddering sounds.

Working with MCs like Warrior Queen and Jah balance and legends like Eccleton Jarrett and more recently focusing on local talent like Lady grew and MC Rodrigo. Occaisionally I’ve been asked by local bass younglings to recount the history of Irish beats but that story is of depressing failure so I’ve avoided writing about it. Refreshingly, this feels like success. And with Alphabet set and the launch of !Kaboogie records hopefully more to follow.

Here are a couple of exclusives. The first a 4×4 stomper with a bass hovering like a UFO over bouncy loops. The second unashamed breakcore with soul.

Prince Kong feat Lady Grew  – Whatcha

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Prince kong feat Jah Balance and Eccleton jarrett
– Bloodwar

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The live set sounds amazing, sounding vinyl mastered which is something for a live set. A good sound track to the Irish Babylon crisis.

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Prince Kong and Lady Grew

There are upcoming releases on !Kaboogie and Middlemanagement . With !Kaboogie 002 a full Prince Kong ep.

Lady Grew

Also more on T woc soon.

Hard Wired, Hardcore Continuum

Posted by homoludo on Mar 04 2009 Posted by homoludo on March 4th, 2009 filed in Bassline, bleepy, grime, hardcore, Hardcore continuum, history, theory, time travel, writing
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I remember reading Wire articles and thinking this reads/sounds amazing , if only it was the future and I could just click and listen to the music. Well, here’s Simon Reynolds with a pretty amazing explanation/history of the hard core continuum and doing just that(using tunes to demonstrate). It’s kind of beautiful, so I’m reposting it (I left out the postscript. It kind of ruins the tone, but for the persistent here it is)

THE HARDCORE CONTINUUM,
or,
(a)Theory and Its Discontents

The text of a talk by Simon Reynolds delivered at FACT, Liverpool, Wednesday 11th February 2009.
PLUS
notes for points to be brought up during the dialogue segment with Mark Fisher but weren’t owing to time running out
PLUS
afterthoughts on the past, present and future of the hardcore continuum

^^^^^^^^
Thanks for coming out tonight. Thanks to curator Heather Corcoran and FACT for inviting me here, thanks also to my friend and colleague Mark Fisher from the Wire for his involvement, we will be having a discussion in a little while, I know he has a lot to say, lots of angles, and then we’ll be throwing it open to questions from the audience.

But first, I’m going to talk about this little thing called the Hardcore Continuum Theory.

The first thing to note is that it’s not a theory — any more than Australia is a theory, or Jupiter is a theory. It’s a fact, an objectively existent entity — all I did was come up with a name for it, in the same way that someone came up with the name Australia and now the Australians are lumbered with it.

What the term describes is empirically verifiable, there is a body of testimony and reportage, all you need to do is talk to people involved at the various stages of this phenomenon–from hardcore through jungle and UK garage to grime, dubstep and bassline, and the continuum-ness of it is clear — funky house, the latest emissions from the continuum is more debatable, it is a moot point whether that signifies the crumbling of the continuum. I’m not wholly convinced by that argument, but equally I’m not wholly convinced by the music, I’m sure we can discuss this heatedly later.

Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not opposing to myself to theory, I’m all for theorizing, to me theory is the spice of critical life — and the theory aspect to the Continuum discussion relates to the analysis of how this subcultural and musical entity came into being, what governs its development and mutation, where it fits into the grand scheme of music, and then there’s speculation about where it might go next, which is fun but foolhardy because the continuum, in my experience, will always ambush you with some new twist, a mind-wrenching paradigm shift.

Theory or a critical perspective also comes into the picture when you get to some kind of assessment, or claim, in terms of what it means, what it’s worth in the grand scheme of things–which I will get to doing later on

There is also perhaps a macro level, or meta level, where we can talk about how understanding music in terms of continuums applies beyond this specific example to other kinds of musical traditions, scenes, subcultures — a sketch towards some kind general theory of the evolution of genres in popular music.

But okay, let’s start with the basic facts, what I’m asserting precedes theory, the undeniable evidence. What is it that makes this continuum… continuous?

First there is a continuity of infrastructure — as you came and took your seats some of you will have heard that track “Pirates Anthem” by Home T, Coco Tea, Shabba Ranks — that is from 1989, 1990 I think, so just at the very moment before the continuum gets going– and a key part of the infrastructural foundation for the continuum is pirate radio — there are pirate radio stations that have shifted their music policies as the scene’s music has gone through drastic changes — a fantastic example here is Rinse FM, everyone I’m sure is aware that this stationshas been the don of grime and dubstep for the entire Noughties — well Rinse FM started in 1994, it was a jungle pirate originally — Rinse as you know if were on the scene then is an absolutely key jungle buzzword — as in “rinse out the sound”, “absolutely rinsing set Mr DJ” — unlike for example Kool FM, which was the leading jungle pirate probably and which stuck with jungle, Rinse went garage in 1999 — but that was at a point where garage was already becoming an MC dominated music, they had crews like Pay As You Cartel on their station, garage rap some called the sound then, and of course that turned into grime — so Rinse becomes the leading station for grime and dubstep — and right now Rinse is dominated by funky house and I believe is the leading pirate in London for funky — now that fact in itself would seem to prove funky is part of the continuum.

Pirate radio is a key part of the enduring infrastructure, you also get certain promoters and clubs that carry on through all the musical changes — record stores that change with each new shift, like Rhythm Division in the East End of London — I don’t know if dubplates are as important now but for a long, long stretch of the continuum’s existence, deejays played a huge proportion of the music on their sets in the form of dubplates, and there was a specific place you went to get your dubplates cut and that was Music House in London.

Another running thread is the continuity of rituals — the rewind, the role of the MC as accompaniment to the DJ. You do not get the rewind or the MC in forms of UK dance music such as house or techno or trance — it’s unique to the hardcore, jungle, garage tradition — it comes from the sound system reggae-dancehall tradition originally, obviously.

What else is continuum-ous? There is a continuity of personnel, certain key figures keep cropping up, in a bit I will get into actual examples of artists who went through several successive phases of this music, changing their styles, you might say opportunistically but then if you said that you’d not be understanding the essence of this music, which is constant forward movement — in with the new, out with the old.

There’s not many figures who go all the way through, you tend to get people going from hardcore to jungle to UK garage… or from jungle to garage to grime…. or garage to grime to funky. HOWEVER I do have a jackpot example, which DJ Footloose, who actually runs through the entire history of the scene — he started deejaying in 1992, played jungle clubs like Telepathy, the Roast, Thunder and Joy, he played on Kool FM, then in ’98 he switched to garage, played on Déjà Vu and Freek two of the big speed garage stations, later graduating to shows on Kiss FM… he seems to have skipped grime but is currently one of the leading DJs for funky house, producing tracks and he presents the funky house show on 1xtra. So here you have a figure who must be getting on a bit now, in his late 30s, who runs the whole gamut from ardkore to funky house. Footloose can answer Zomby’s question’s “where were you in 92?”. Because he was right there in the thick of the scene, and in 09 he’s still there, in the thick of the scene. And that’s because it is the same scene, essentially, fundamentally: the hardcore continuum.

There is also a continuity of population, the punters move with each new style shift … you’ll not find many people who were into hardcore in 1990 and are into dubstep or funky now, that’s because a lot of people drop out as they get to mid-thirties if not earlier, they can’t hack the lifestyle any longer, but you will find a few, and there’s many many people who went the whole journey from rave through jungle to garage and the early days of grime — the grime MCs for instance were all influenced by the jungle MCs–Skibadee, Shabba, GQ, Dett, Moose — that’s who they cite as their prime influences, as opposed to American rappers.

Equally significant is the continuity of geography — for most of the continuum’s history, London is central. Greater London bleeding out into the Croydon type suburbs in the South and up into Essex and Hertfordshire. Which is where I’m from. Now strangely Hertfordshire is a stronghold of the continuum: a key jungle label Moving Shadow was based there as were artists like Omni Trio and also Source Direct who came from St Albans of all places. But that is really because of the new town, overflow town syndrome, you had proper Londoners, often East Londoners being shipped out to Herts, Kent, Surrey…

So it’s London and surrounding counties. But it’s never been just London, for sure there’s been times when it has contracted pretty tight on the capital, even on the East End… but right at the start you had the North East involved, with bleep: that was the South Yorkshire and West Yorks cities, industrial towns with a good multicultural mix, a strong black population. Also Leicester where Formation Records and DJ SS were based.

For similar multicultural reasons you also had Bristol running through the whole lifetime of the continuum pretty much, from early jungle to dubstep — Bristol is the second city of dubstep after London.

And you had the Midlands being a stronghold… Coventry in particular. Now for some reason not the North West really… I don’t know why… Perhaps someone in the audience has a theory they can advance why Liverpool and Manchester haven’t contributed much to the hardcore continuum.

So without wishing to be too Londoncentric, I’d say the continuum, as a creative force as opposed to people just liking the music, which you get all over — all over the country, and all over the world — but as a cultural engine that produces the music, it has been about London and the most London-like cities in the UK, in terms of their multiculturalism, their multiracialism.

Finally and perhaps most crucially there’s been a continuity of sound and of attitude.

But before I get into that though, let’s go right back to the start:
1989-1990, the UK rave scene is exploding — at first it was really totally oriented around imports, house tracks from Chicago, techno from Detroit, garage and Todd Terry type hip-house stuff from New York… people in Britain started to imitate that music but it was a pretty straight copy at first and pretty second-rate, with a few exceptions, we must big up A Guy Called Gerald and 808 State and a few others ….. But really the first time the UK comes up with its own spin on house and techno is towards the end of 1989 – almost 20 years ago. Strangely how they do that is adding a bunch of elements that are actually not indigenous to the U.K. but would never have been let into the mix in Chicago or Detroit — ideas from hip hop and electro, the booming 808 basslines… ideas from dub reggae and dancehall…. The first totally uniquely UK rave music stuff was bleep — or bleep and bass as some called it — from Yorkshire and the West Midlands: Unique 3, Sweet Exorcist, LFO, Nightmares on Wax, names that will, if you’re a certain age, send a memory rush rippling down your spine.

Unique 3 were B-boys from Bradford, some of their early tracks have rapping on, not very good rapping admittedly, but there’s a hip house feel, you could even hear those tunes as future ghosts of grime. They also had heavy heavy sub-bass, again that’s like a future ghost of dubstep except it’s also, simultaneously a past-ghost — an echo down the years of sound systems mashing it down in Kingston, Jamaica.

Meanwhile at around the same time you had Shut Up and Dance in London, also hip hop influenced, big Public Enemy fans, making what they called “fast hip hop” . but almost against their own intentions their tracks became rave anthems. Shut Up and Dance were a group and a label, they had acts like the Ragga Twins who mashed together dancehall chat and searingly harsh European style techno, ragga-techno it was essentially, they weren’t alone doing that, there was Demon Boyz, who had a track called “Junglist” if I remember correctly, and there was Rebel MC.

And the Shut Up and Dance sound with the looped, uptempo, sped up breakbeats, some people called that ‘breakbeat house’, there were other groups doing that like Blapps Posse as well. This breakbeat house sound was the roots of jungle . And in fact a lot of the bleep records, although done with drum programming not breakbeats, had a skippy, syncopated feel to the rhythms, it wasn’t a straight four to the floor house feel, it was almost like breakbeats done with drum machines.

Now breakbeat house and bleep, these UK-specific sounds, they come to be known as hardcore for a variety of reasons. The music is harder and more banging and more overtly druggy than the American stuff. Also the UK made tracks tend to really appeal to the most hardcore, full-on, pill-necking, drug monster ravers. It’s hardcore cos the production values are quite low , it’s white label music, not very polished, raw sounding, so it stays underground, most of it… It’s not on the radio, or at least it is, but only on pirate radio.

At this stage people talk about hardcore house , that was actually a term believe it or not, or hardcore techno, then soon hardcore rave, and then just hardcore. Ardkore. Warp, who we think of in terms of electronic listening music, in those days they were pioneers of bleep and they called themselves hardcore early on, that’s where they situated themselves.

Now the London version of hardcore would prove more influential in the long run than Northern bleep, because bleep was still quite acid and techno in vibe, quite dark and serious and minimal, but what Shut up and Dance brought in was this thing of very very cheeky samples from mainstream pop, massive chunks of uncleared samples — and also SUAD loved movie soundtracks, they loved an orchestral sample — and that is something that runs through the entire sweep of the continuum, you get funny little string refrains and pizzicato motifs in hardcore, in jungle, in 2step, in early grime, right now in bassline…..

A good recent example is Dok’s “Rapid Speed” with its swashbuckling orchestral parts. Or from a few years ago Imp Batch’s track “Gype Riddim” aka “Singalong” which is supposed to be a cut up of Prokofiev or somebody like that. This classical, orchestral thing is something YOU DO NOT GET IN PROPER HOUSE MUSIC, PROPER TECHNO, but this is improper music, it breaks the rules of propriety and property… if it’s not nailed down it will be stolen by the hardcore continuum —

The poppy and chintzy sub-classical elements explain why you get this weird mix of rude and cheesy, ruffneck and sentimental, dark and soppy, running through the music, and you can pick that up from the visuals mostly scanned from my own collection that are showing on the big screen behind me — this can be a tacky subculture.

Another thing that you get with the hardcore continuum that you don’t get nearly so much with other forms of dance music, is that it has a sense of humour. A great spirit of playfulness. It’s not afraid to be daft. To be silly, even.

One reason the breakbeats catch on more is they’re initially easier to do than programming the drum machines so all kinds of teenage tearaways get involved and slam out a quick white label, make some fast money.

By ’92 we’ve got piano riffs from Italian house and Belgian techno terror noises in the mix, and chartpop samples and movie score elements and all kinds of odd samples taken from these kids’s parents’ record collections — Pink Floyd and old folk rock, you name it. But the basic coordinates of hardcore in this defining year of 1992 are a four way collision of hip hop and techno, reggae and house… It’s like a multiple pile-up at a crossroads. And the BIG BANG releases this surge of energy: you have this crazy-fast evolution of hardcore into jungle, the development of breakbeat science and bass science — the breaks get sped up, edited, processed, fantastically complex yet jagged yet groovy rhythms— the bass gets more strange and peculiar, molded and gloopy, yet also punishing, and yet also heavy in a rootical sense, the dub reggae sense, there’s a skanking feel in there too

Jungle continues on this path getting more intricate and extreme and pursuing lots of different directions and flavours, and by 1994-95 they’re calling it drum’n’bass, (an act of self-inflicted gentrification if you ask me).

Next comes the big schism, the big paradigm shift, the thing that some people can’t get their heads around, the switch to speed garage, which is 1996-1997.

It’s actually a parting of the ways, drum’n’bass continues on its own path, which I see as a river branching off the continuum, and meanwhile a huge proportion of the London audience for jungle switches to a new sound UK garage or speed garage. It wasn’t actually a new sound, if had existed in parallel with jungle for a few years in the mid-90s — if you’d gone to a jungle club in those days, the chances are the second room, the chill out room, would have had garage, soulful house mostly made in America — I never understood it at the time, it seemed a bit bland to me, but it was a mellower, more R&B sound, and gradually those second rooms got more popular as the drum’n’bass in the main arena got more punishing. The garage room would increasingly be where the women were. And the guys started thinking, hmmm I want to be in the room where the girls are.

Now at the same time pirates were playing garage at certain off peak times of the day and deejays who’d been through hardcore and jungle were really ruffing up the New York garage tracks, playing them at plus 8, playing the dubstrumentals — the dub instrumental versions on the flipside –getting MCs to chat on top — then they started making their own tracks, they were still sexy and much slower than jungle, but faster and tougher than New York garage — and the producers would work in some jungle sounds: heavy basslines, ragga chat, mad effects. And that mix was called speed garage.

The best explanation of how jungle turned into UK garage and almost inverted itself while staying the same is the way the drum’n’bass label No U Turn opened a garage imprint called Turn U On. That’s almost like a palindrome or something. It would be even better if No U Turn On had actually put out some killer garage that was anything near as good as their techstep releases. But that bit of wordplay captures the paradigm shift perfectly.

I’m going to take a pause for the cause here and play some music, to show the evolution and how certain figures recur at different stages:

Foul Play, “Dubbing U”, from Vol. 2, 1992
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6gEEJeXnRfM

Now that was Foul Play, “Dubbing U”, from 1992. You can hear the reggae influence in there. “Dubbing U” is actually one of Burial’s favourite tunes, a real ancestral track for him. Foul Play were a trio but Steve Gurley was perhaps at this point the driving force it would be fair say. And it’s Steve Gurley whose trajectory we’re going to follow.

Steve Gurley leaves Foul Play, lets them keep the name and he becomes Rogue Unit, under that name he does a lot of great remixes. Including this, which is effectively a bootleg remake of an Eighties R&B song by Princess “Say I’m Your Number One”, not sure if it this remake was ever actually released, I have it on an old jungle compilation.

Princess, “Say I’m Your Number 1” (Exclusive Dubplate Special/Rogue Unit remix)
[I can’t find the actual remix in question on the web but strangely there is another track by Rogue Unit from 1995 that samples “Say I You’re Number One” — Rogue Unit, “Good To You” — I guess he really, really loved that Princess tune!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rGF82XgnPpA — This version is quite different — really really fierce, mashed-Amens style, good in its own way but nothing compares to the Exclusive Dubplate Special.]

Now I should have said one thing running through the whole of this music is actually soul — female-voiced, usually, not always, but usually a diva from an old r&B or deep house record – the vocals won’t be left alone like an American house producer would tend to, though, in the UK we mess around with stuff, so the voice gets get chopped up and resequenced, producers on the continuum become experts in creating a whole new emotional emphasis, as on the Princess track, the original is completely different in vibe, you can find it on youtube pretty easily and it’s a much more placid song, whereas the Steve Gurley remake has this bursting edge-of-hysteria quality, which is much more suited to rave culture… the kind of feelings that come out of Ecstasy.

And then as we get to UK garage and 2step more and more there’s processing on the vocals, there’s micro-editing, turning the human voice into percussion, vocal science as a friend of mine, Bat, dubbed it — But even through all this cyborg manipulation which it’s always fun to talk about, always there is this soul power –a kind of hypersoul, maybe — and that runs through the whole continuum, from hardcore to bassline — and for various cultural reasons that are interesting to think about, it’s the female voice that is the privileged representation of bliss — so we have this current of feminine pressure running through the continuum — indeed when the voices start to drop out of the music completely, then I think we’re in trouble, then it’s starting to be a river branching off the continuum, as with drum and bass, as with dubstep. Then it starts to have international appeal, the less soulful it is — funnily enough. Your international white boys contingent don’t like the divas, it doesn’t compute for them, they think that kind of singing makes it pop music, or R&B. And they probably haven’t done enough Ecstasy to feel that hypersoul rush.

And then in the garage era Steve Gurley — perfect name really for someone operating with feminine pressure and divas — he pops up again using his own name doing remixes like this one

Baffled and Operator, “Things Are Never (Steve Gurley Remix”, 1998

audible here http://classichousemusic.blogspot.com/2008/01/operator-baffled-things-are-never-steve.html

[check out also this equally massive Gurley remix of the era — http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JdccX4BJCqc — his 2step version of Lenny Fontana’s “Spirit of the Sun”]

So once again, as with the first two tracks, you can hear the reggae thing in the bass, and the whole vibe is sensual yet ominous, the lyric goes “things are never/ quite the way/they seem” which is tinged with paranoia. Sexy dark garage is what I’d call this track.

Now after I finished this CD for the talk I stumbled on a track by Steve Gurley called ‘Hotboys’, it appears on a compilation CD called The Roots of Dubstep, put out by Tempa Records…

Steve Gurley, Hotboys, circa 2000
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7GHPw1VNiFI

And in fact tying in with my thesis about dubstep losing the diva vocals, that track doesn’t have a vocal on in fact.

So there you have one producer who goes from hardcore through jungle, through speed garage, to be a foundational figure in dubstep, and for all I know he’s still out
there, making funky house tracks. Steve Gurley: he’s not that well known outside the scene, but he is one of the all time pantheon.

Next up, another god-like figure, Chris MacFarlane. First I know of Chris Mac is this track on the Ibiza label from ’92, he’s calling himself Bad Girl, that’s just one of his alter-egos, and the track is “Bad Girl.”

Bad Girl, “Bad Girl” (Ibiza, 1992)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0eaAM6gua9E

So that’s hardcore, with the sped-up squeaky chipmunk voice, but quite a junglistic feel, jungle techno they’d have called that it in 92, and you would never get that kind of bassline in techno from outside the UK.

Next he’s gone from being Bad Girl to calling himself Potential Bad Boy, here’s a burst of “Let’s Go” from the Work the Box EP, this would be late 93 and it’s a more junglistic track.

Potential Bad Boy, “Let’s Go”, Work the Box EP, Limited Edition E, 1993
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gaG92iT6bRM

And here he is again in 1998, under his own name finally, Chris Mac, “Plenty”, doing 2step garage.

Chris Mac, Plenty, 1998
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DdW48JSQAtg

That’s 2step garage, so it’s a lot more poised and slick than the hardcore/jungle style, and yet there’s continuities, the use of the vocals, the air of hysteria, and also there’s a kind of hyperkinesis to the music, even though 2step’s dancing tempo is approximately half the tempo of hardcore, it’s got all these twitchy elements, it’s almost as though the speed and convulsiveness of hardcore and jungle has been imploded into the music.

Now if you were to look at these guys, Steve Gurley and Chris Mac from a distance, if you didn’t know anything about this area of music, you might say “goodness gracious me, what opportunists these chaps are, they jump from one style to another, where’s their artistic integrity?”. But they are just going with the flow of the continuum, carried along by its currents, and the point of the continuum is, it doesn’t stay still, ever. Indeed you stay true to it by being stylistically faithless–inconstant.

And finally here’s another recurring figure, someone who keeps moving and grooving all through this period, a fellow called Grant Nelson. Under the name Wishdokta he did a lot of rave tunes for the label Kickin’ but from what I understand he was already making UK garage tunes in the early to mid nineties–closer to the US model of garage, nothing like speed garage really, but still, precocious fellow, eh? And during the mid-90s he was making happy hardcore, in partnership with a guy called Vibes who was the biggest happy hardcore DJ at one point — so Grant’s got fingers in many pies. Instead of a Wishdokta tune though I’m going to play a track by someone else that Grant Nelson produced– Xenophobia’s “Rush in the House”–for reasons that will become apparent.

Xenophobia, “Rush In the House”, Kickin’ 1992
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ofnmh1pgWzE

Cheeky stuff!

So Grant Nelsons’s enjoying a lot of success on the hardcore scene and happy hardcore but in ’97 he really makes a name for himself with fabulous speed garage anthems under various names. Like this one:

N&G, “Liferide”, 1997
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=efEpnOSa4ug

That features Rose Windross, the sister of Norris the Boss Windross, and she sang with Soul II Soul early on — the MC is Creed, one of the great UK garage MCs. But you see why I played Xenophobia, cos that track had an MC, MC Scallywag, rapping about Ecstasy. And you see how the MC thing runs through the whole of the continuum. And with UK garage you have all these star MCs like Creed, but what’s significant about “Liferide” is that Creed is rapping some proper verses in that song. It’s no longer just a few catchphrases. And you get more and more MCs doing that over garage and 2step and that is the beginning of grime.

One more from Grant Nelson, as Bump N Flex he did this 2step monster in 1999

Bump N Flex featuring Jean McClain, “‘Step 2 Me”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0LQgwgz7EDE

Now when speed garage happened you could say it was American house music momentarily overpowering the continuum to an extent, but with 2step the jungly, UK-only thing reasserts itself. Here on “Step 2 Me” it’s like jungle and house are fighting to control the track. That bass drop is just pure junglism, I can’t tell you how many tracks in 95 and 96 had a sort of rolling feel to it. And then fighting back, you get that flickering keyboard lick coming in that’s pure garage. But also there is a really brief sample of Foul Play, a tiny snippet of synth from this gorgeous track they did after Steve Gurley left, ‘Being With You’ from late 1994. Now why would Grant do that? It didn’t really add much to the track — well, it’s there for those who know, it’s deliberating emphasizing the continuity for the community. And ‘Being with You’ is a classic soul-powered diva jungle track, sampling Mary J. Blige, if I remember right.

Now there are those who would say “well, look these so-called continuum producers, they’re sampling R&B vocals, with 2step they’re nicking rhythmic ideas from Timbaland, early on you had influences from hip hop, you’ve got reggae and dancehall as a constant feed-through of ideas. You also had Belgian hardcore techno as a big influence early on and it keeps cropping back with techstep drum’n’bass, even with early grime.”

They would say, “It makes no sense to isolate this strand of UK music separate from what’s going on in the wide world of music.” And if they’ve read some Deleuze and Guattari, some Sadie Plant–and they usually have–they’ll say that a much better way to see music is rhizomatically, everything connects to every else, all music is connected to all other music. Music’s not about roots, it’s more like a bed of nettles, it works through lateral connections. Rhizomes — in the horticultural sense.

To which I retort, well obviously these people are influenced by stuff outside the continuum, how could they not be? We’re all of us inundated from pop music from every side, and these are musicians, they’re sensitive to this stuff, they’re going to be turned on by new ideas wherever they’re from.

But the key point– and it’s so obvious really–is that when these people in jungle or garage or grime or bassline make their tracks, who are they making their tracks for, in terms of an audience? And who are they making their tracks against, in terms of who is their competition?

DJ Hype might have sampled people like the Wu Tang Clan and G-funk, but when he made a track he wasn’t thinking of competing with Wu Tang Clan or Dr Dre on their terrain, that wouldn’t be realistic and that wasn’t his goal. DJ Hype’s focus was on making a tune to spar with the latest production by Andy C, Ray Keith, Asend –people on the jungle scene.

And Wiley and Dizzee and other grime people, for sure they’ve listened to American rap. They’d dig certain US rappers and they’d steal rhythm ideas and production ideas from Swizz Beats and Neptunes and other street rap producers from the States. But when they make a tune they’re not trying to compete with those guys, that terrain is way way out of their reach. No, Wiley is sparring with other grime producers like Terror Danjah or Lethal Bizzle. That is their battle zone–the grime scene.

So that is one way to conceptualise the continuum: as a contest, a competition, a game. Like a sport even. Indeed this music actually has rules, it’s not a free for all, not at all. Producers on the scene sometimes spout that kind of talk, about how there’s no rules in this genre, “we can do anything”. But in actual fact if you look at the music at any given point, it is quite tightly formularized. Tracks have to be within a really quite restricted beats-per-minute range, they had to have a certain rhythmic feel; if you didn’t have, say, particular drops in the track, DJs couldn’t use them. So at any given point there was a range within which you operated, and creativity was bending those rules, not breaking them. It’s easy to break the rules, easy to totally disregard the functional requirements of the music.

This is how the hardcore continuum works, and how all continuums work. Through the pressure of peers: a spirit of mostly friendly, occasionally vicious rivalry between people who more often than not know each other. In the early days of writing about jungle I hung out with Goldie a bit and I was always struck by how often other producers seemed to figure in his imagination in this almost phantasmic way, like he was engaged in one-sided wars with people who might not have felt the same about him at all, or even been aware there was this competition going on. Goldie talked about how he was competing with a guy called Cool Hand Flex, a producer who’s hardly remembered now. Now perhaps Goldie felt threatened ‘cos Flex was doing a few tunes that had a jazzy fusion element, which Goldie felt was his agenda with songs like “Angel”. So Cool Hand Flex would be encroaching on what was going to be his territory. And Goldie alluded to having had similar sparring feelings towards Foul Play and DJ SS at certain points, and also a really obscure outfit called Bodysnatch. At the same time these were people he rated highly, as the competition, the guys to beat.

But it’s actually the same in most music scenes if you look at the history of music — in the Sixties the Beatles, Stones, Beach boys, were all checking out each other’s stuff, trying to race ahead of each other, responding to or stealing each other’s ideas. If you read Alex Ross’s book on 20th Century classical, figures like Mahler and Schoenberg, you see these composers often knew each other personally, they followed each other’s work with very keen interest, it was about keeping up with each other, outflanking each other, sometimes taking each other’s ideas and doing them better.

And perhaps this is a good point to point out that this hardcore continuum is just one continuum among many in music. You could talk of a jazz continuum, or multiple jazz continuums. A metal continuum. The UK hardcore continuum isn’t the only continuum in dance music either, you could talk of a trance continuum, a deep house one, a minimal techno one, a number of other dance continuums. It’s even not the only dance continuum I’m interested in as a listener or as a writer, for instance I’ve written a lot about another music called hardcore, the gabba tradition, European four to the floor kick drum pounding terror techno, I’m a big fan and defender of that. And that other hardcore is pretty separate from the UK hardcore continuum, although they intersect at various points. But you know I’ve even had some kind things to say about trance at certain points! But some people seem to get this idea that this music is the only thing I value, which isn’t true even in dance music, let alone the whole world of music. But I would say for me the hardcore continuum is definitely the most consistently thrilling and thought-provoking strand of British dance music.

It’s also never been my contention that this hardcore continuum is sealed off from other music, that it’s this impermeable thing. Influences seep in but they are assimilated — they become fuel for the furnace of a struggle between peers for supremacy, to be the don of the scene.

So I would further argue that a healthy musical continuum is one where everyone involved is listening to everybody else very closely, but they’re not ONLY listening to people inside the scene. They’re tuned to stuff outside it, and then they use that stuff from outside as part of their arsenal against the other producers within the scene who are their rivals.

An unhealthy continuum is one where people are listening closely to each other, but they’re ONLY listening to each other. That happens a lot with musical traditions, they become enclosed, purist. That might well be what happened to drum’n’bass after 1997.

But talking about competition, rivalry, jousting — let’s move onto rival theories, different ways of mapping how music works. Now I could hardly fail to have noticed that recently there’s been some people who’ve been kvetching, grumbling a bit about this idea of a hardcore continuum, on the ground that it’s maybe overly… legislative, perhaps is the word. And some of them are proposing this counter-theory I referred to earlier, the rhizomatic, everything-connects-to-everything-else outlook. Now to be honest this seems a bit dated to me, it’s very 90s, very Mondo 2000, it makes me think of that period when you could get smart drinks at rave. But the main thing is that I think this theory appeals to certain people – those who happen to be DJs or producers — because it casts their artistic practice in a flattering light. They can be the brave, free spirited artist who isn’t chained to a particular scene or style. Once upon a time people like that were known as gadflies, dilettantes! But the thing that interests me about this particular theory — if you can call it that, because there’s not much to it — is that it instantly deconstructs itself. These people are dependent on the existence of genres as relatively stable entities so that what they do in terms of mixing this and matching that — yawn, it seems so un-enticing really doesn’t it? — can seem audacious and naughty and clever. They would not even exist as artists without these genres whose boundaries they purport to scorn. Not only are they literally parasitic on all these genres — the hardcore continuum genres, the shanty house genres like carioca funk and kwaito and juke and baltimore breaks, what some people call the global ghetto tech genres –but they are philosophically dependent on them. The valorization of unrootedness, or uprootedness, is dependent on the existence of the rooted, which can be denigrated in comparison to their marvellous mobility and freedom. It’s perfectly obvious why they wouldn’t want to to go along with a theory that emphasizes continuity through time and an element of geographical groundedness.

Now I do try hard to be fair so I’m going to attempt to see why those theories and the artistic practice that accompanies them might appeal, where its element of idealism is. And I would say that it relates to a utopianism of space–that’s really what makes it so 1990s, so early days of the web–the idea of connectivity, of postgeographical flows, of things that are remote being brought close, the separate and far-flung become one in the mix.

Now the hardcore continuum operates through a different kind of utopianism, not constituted through space but through time. Oh, it does have a romance of place–the Just 4 U London thing. But I think time is the crucial axis. I always come back to this phrase I use a lot, the title of a track by a hardcore outfit called Phuture Assassins: “roots ‘n’ future”. If you look at the hardcore continuum you can see a consistent impulse running through it that simultaneously casts backward to the past and forward to the unreachable horizon of the future. So you have roots, and roots in the most obvious sense mean Jamaica and the sound system tradition, but also, and I’ve noticed this with people in this scene, that when you interview them they often have a sense of legend, a sense of a hallowed and halcyon past, they’ll talk in misty-eyed terms about raves or tracks from long, long ago, meaning five years ago — like one of the flyers showing on the screen, don’ t know if it’s been projected yet, is for a Back to 91 Rave, but it was a Back to 91 Rave that took place in early 1995… so that’s like only four years previously! And often producers and DJs and MCs when you interview them see to have a sort of grand sense of themselves as heroic figures with storied, glorious pasts, these are people who are sometimes only 22 and they’re talking about “back in the day”, about things they did when they were seventeen, their first tracks they made or spat on.

But there’ll also be this thing all the way through this culture of reaching out to tomorrow, “living for the future” as Omni Trio put it. Or, “We bring you the future, the future, the future” by Noise Factory. It’s like people in the scene having a heightened and highly charged sense of temporality…

This utopianism of time is something that threads through the culture in strange loops because when you listen, as a fan, to stuff from all across its breadth and length, you sometimes get these uncanny timewarp sensations–you hear things in 1990 bleep tune that are future-ghosts of sounds in grime or dubstep or bassline. It’s almost like any track from any point in the continuum contains all the past and all the future of this music inside it. Like DNA or something.

And then as well as these accidental echoes, you also get deliberate homages in more recent music harking back to the old skool days. Burial’s music is only a self-conscious, scholarly version of this syndrome.

So I’m going to play some examples of this kind of homage:

Jonny L, “Hurt You So” 1992
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WppBZkp7WUM

This was one of those hardcore rave tunes that people expected would be a hit, it was massive on the pirates, had all the potential to crossover, but it didn’t.
So Jonny L goes off and does various things, disappears for a bit, then comes back in 1996 doing this sick, punishing, ultra-minimal drum’n’bass.

Then speed garage happens and we get this record

Fabulous Baker Boys, “Oh Boy”, 1997
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jr49WEV4VFU&feature=related

So you have the same vocal as in “Hurt You So” and there’s other melodic elements and arrangemetn motifs of the original tune reused too. There’s a couple of aspects to this: one is just recycling, a good tune is a good tune, but also I think there is conscious homage, because there were loads of hardcore remakes done by speed garage and 2step outfits. I almost think of them as being orientation devices for the scene, there’s been this massive paradigm shift to a much slower kind of groove with speed garage but this is affirming that it’s still a continuum, in fact it may even be saying UK garage is more true to hardcore than drum’n’bass in 97 was, because speed garage had the blissful female vocals and drum’n’bass had dropped the vocal science element, the divas had departed from drum’n’bass completely.

Now Jonny L notices his tune’s getting reworked and he plunges into the 2step garage scene doing stuff under the name Truesteppers, with this guy called Andy Lysandrou, who used to be a hardcore producer under the name Kid Andy. And then the Truesteppers name really takes off with this single “Out of Your Mind” featuring Victoria Beckham and–Autotuned to fuck–Dane Bowers. And this record got to Number 2in theUK charts in 2000!

Truesteppers featuring Victoria Beckham and Dane Bowers, “Out of Your Mind”, 2000
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4KWXbQwt-bI

So Jonny L finally gets his hit record…

And what an amazing production, you can hear the nasty bass sounds that are pure techstep drum’n’bass, and little bursts of jungle style breakbeats, chopped up Amen breaks that are pure 1994 Amen-smashing junglism, and also that little orchestral snippet running through the whole thing, like I said a running thread through the whole continuum, this sub-classical penchant.

And what makes it even more interesting for me as the nutty nuum scholar that I am is the involvement of Kid Andy, he had founded a hardcore rave label called Boogie Beat way in 1990, and in 1992 I remember something really unusual, you had ads on the pirates mostly for upcoming raves, almost never for a track that was coming out but they had an commercial for a new tune from Kid Andy and Nickelbee called “Pain”, they clearly thought it was going to be massive, everyone would run out to the shops and buy it and it would get in the charts. And “Pain” was basically George Michael ‘Careless Whispers’ over a breakbeat. George was still a pretty massive pop star then. And in a funny sort of way that Kid Andy fantasy comes true cos he’s essentially slung a riddim track under Posh Spice — who in 2000 is probably the biggest pop celebrity in the UK, just post Spice Girls this is, and they had instore signing sessions all over the UK for “Out of Your Mind” with Posh and Becks signing the single. But what really interests me is why she did it? Why did she get involved in a record that would otherwise have been a pretty underground tune? Well, it shows the power of the hardcore continuum, 2step was so massive in 2000 it was a good move in terms of credibility, she wanted to be part of it.

And just briefly as an aside, here’s a little burst of what Jonny L was doing immediately before going 2step — “Piper”, his techstep drum’n’bass classic

Jonny L, “Piper”, 1997
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3qo1aoR96oI

Now interestingly there is a female vocal in here but it’s completely devoid of soul, Dalek-like, dead, just like the groove which is this lifeless, if quite impressively stiff beat. This style of drum’n’bass — neurofunk is what I called it — is basically the music that made speed garage need to come into existence. And from speed garage we get dubstep, we get grime, we get bassline, we get funky.

So now we move to the stage I alluded to earlier, beyond the facts, beyond even the analysis and the theorization, towards the claims you can make for this music. My final oration, as it were.

People ask me, “why are you so obsessed with this music Simon?” At first I’ve nothing to say, it’s self-evident isn’t, just listen to the music, I could just have not said a word and played you 20 tunes and you’d have understood, I’m sure. But I can’t get away with that, and I’m not a deejay. So, okay, here why it’s so important. There’s two sides to this, the objective and the personal.

Objectively, I stake my claim here that this music has been our equivalent to hip hop and our equivalent to reggae. By which I mean, a musical system that endures while evolving at an insane rate. If you look at all the changes hip hop’s been through, from the late 70s to the early Noughties, it’s incredible, or look at Jamaican, the journey from ska to rocksteady to roots reggae and dub to dancehall to ragga — unbelievable. And interestingly just like the hardcore continuum, hip hop and Jamaican music also have this “roots ‘n’ future” thing of referring back while always looking forward. So there’s a utopianism of time, maybe even a messianic conception of time: the promised land that is behind us and ahead of us. And this obviously relates to aspects of the black experience, and also to Christianity, the mystical strains of Christianity as they’ve fed into Rastafarianism and into the Baptist and Pentecostal traditions in America that had such a big influence of Black American music.

Now I love hip hop, and I love reggae and dancehall, but I couldn’t be part of them, I’d always be loving them from the outside. Whereas the UK thing, for all its roots in mostly black music and its background as mostly –not exclusively– but mostly working class culture, the UK thing has been something I could be part of.

So I can say truthfully this is the greatest musical thing I’ve ever witnessed with my own ears and my own eyes. I mean, I love Sixties music but I was small child then. I wasn’t a small child during postpunk but I lived in a small town and a lot of it I missed, as subculture, there weren’t many gigs where I lived, most of the key bands of the era I never saw perform, so postpunk was mediated through records, the radio, the music press. But the hardcore continuum, I experienced the early years of it and even after moving to America was still able to dip into it as a full experiential participatory thing on a regular basis.

So that brings us round to the personal aspect, which is not a claim but just pure testimony. What can I say? Outside my wife and family, I ‘d have to say this music has given me the best years of my life.

The hardcore years… just crazy adventures, a rollercoaster of experience, I was disoriented, hurled into this vortex, barely understanding what this music was. I never went to clubs to see particular DJs I just went along for the adventures you’d have.

Then the jungle years, by this point it was more mapped out, I was more aware and informed — I’d say my mode shifted by that point to being a scholar-soldier –that’s the second phase of music fanaticism, when you start to know who the auteurs are, the DJs and the producers and the key labels, you’re piecing together the history of the scene. I was a fanatic, a patriot, for jungle — and I would have put junglist on my passport at that point.

And then speed garage — what that was like was, imagine you were in love with someone, you thought they were beautiful beyond compare, you loved all their little mannerisms and expressions, quirks and secrets… and then you woke up one morning, and your lover had turned into a completely different person, just as beautiful, as adorable, but with different features and quirks and mannerisms, BUT underneath somehow the same person, the same soul. Quite disorienting, to wake up like that, but then equally a wonderful gift, the opportunity to fall in love all over again without losing the thing you originally loved. So that was speed garage, jungle in new flesh, jungle reincarnated.

And then 2step… Now if you love someone, you want the best for them,right? If my wife was suddenly made the editor of Vogue I’d be so proud and pleased for her. Well, that’s what it was like when 2step, after 18 months bubbling on the overground, just completely took over the pop charts in 1999 and 2000

And grime…. That was like waking up in the morning and finding your partner has turned into Godzilla. And yet you still love her, it’s still the same soul underneath the monstrousness.

I’ve possibly extended this metaphor perilously far, but you can see I identify with this culture very strongly, I feel wedded to it.

With my music critic’s hat on I think of it as musically the most impressive thing to come out of the UK in the last couple of decades. And with my cultural critic’s cap on, I think it’s in a lot of ways the most hopeful thing that’s come out of the UK’s multiculture.

And yet for all that I wouldn’t be devastated if it just crumbled away, as it might well do, and sooner rather than later. It has had a very good run, it really is 20 years now, if we think of Unique 3’s ‘The Theme’ coming out in 1989. That is a long time for a musical formation to hold it together and stay interesting. Does it have new surprises up its sleeve, or is it going to disintegrate into different directions? It could split up into separate streams that go their own merry way, and some of them might merge with other musical traditions.

Funky is the first thing ever from the continuum that I’ve not been swayed and slayed by, it’s where I feel like maybe they’ve left behind too many of the key elements from the mix. It’s a bit too tasteful for me. I’m biased in London’s favour, I’m a London patriot generally, but I really feel like the last few years the North has been carrying the banner of the continuum. Bassline has everything that I most love about this music: the rudeness and the cheesy-ness, it has the bass madness and the MCs and the blissful female vocals. So in a lovely sort of way that is a circle being completed– back to the bleep days — to Sheffield Leeds Bradford Nottingham running things again.

So I want to end my talk and set up the next bit with Mark Fisher by playing a tune that is totally London oriented, the tune is by Gant and it’s called “‘Soundbwoy Burial”, a speed garage classic from 1997.

Gant, “Soundbwoy Burial (187 Lockdown Dancehall Mix)”, 1997
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tDgNZgM75e8

But interestingly if you go on YouTube the person who posted this tune describes it as speed garage but also as a Niche anthem — Niche in Sheffield being the legendary foundational club for bassline house. So this track which is so London oriented, the MC starts by calling out to the four corners of the city, North East South and West, yet it is an ancestral tune for bassline and for the whole Northern extension of the continuum. It’s a hinge track, for me, it came out almost midway in the historical span of the continuum, and in it you can hear things that cast back to bleep, ardkore, jungle, but also things that look forward to grime, dubstep, to bassline — obviously, with that crazy warped bassline — and maybe even to the slinkiness of funky.

That’s why they call it a continuum folks!

Nuum spectrum disorders

Posted by homoludo on Feb 27 2009 Posted by homoludo on February 27th, 2009 filed in Hardcore continuum, history, theory, writing
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 I posted last January 08 that a blogging bitch fight was about to begin. What was being contested was the use/aplicability of the hard core continuum model. The fight never really kicked off and I felt foolish and petty and assumed everybody else was more mature. Now, to my gossipy delight, it turns out they’re not, they were just biding their time and it has begun, with these(1, 2) posts from K punk and this and this and this from Simon Reynolds and these from Splintering bone ash and this and this from Kode 9 and this from Dan Hancox at fact(ok I’ll stop, oh no I wont’) this from uncarved. Beyond the schoolyard fun of rushing to view the ‘fight! fight!’. There is good thinking and writing going on about current bass/dance music.

Reynolds and K punk are being a bit silly and bulldoggy attacking wonky. The hcc is a good and useful model but, it gets less interesting when used as a stick to beat things that don’t fall into it(also models aren’t real).  Claiming things aren’t as good as they once were is not that interesting.

How good or bad wonk, funky or bassline are and to what extent they fit in the hcc is an angels on pin heads issue and is a nostalgia mode in itself.

Mr splintering bone ash is the one nailing it best – What is lacking is not as he points out a

‘failure of modernist will.’

and his observations on the modernist need for innovation are on point.

Also, he points out that ‘breakbeat can only be absorbed once’

Following this samplers, time stretching etc are only new once.

Other reasons the first wave was so hardcore were; E use being new(it was a big deal), Dj’ing (as a mass entertainment), the fall of the Berlin wall and the party that followed, the huge numbers on the dole(15% in Ireland in 93 – that’s a lot of people available to rave, ), Top of the pops and massive tabloid interest,  a well developed anti Thatcher counter culture(lots of whom fled to Ireland) leading to free parties and rave being a politics, which punks etc took up. Also there were LOTS of house parties( this should not be underestimated, and I’m beginning efforts to resurrect this culture, what else to do in a recess? Stay tuned).

These were events and peoples responses to them, it was  not willed.

That’s what strange about Reynold’s and Ficher’s positions, for writers steeped in materialism they seem to be ahistorical and vitalist about this.  What is more interesting than what fits or does not fit in the hcc, is to look for what is different now and if you don’t know, you’re not looking in the right places.

It’s so different it makes my head hurt(in a good way) and it’s still the best fun I know.

Mash of the week 9# Gash up. Yes, but is it art?

Posted by homoludo on Jan 23 2009 Posted by homoludo on January 23rd, 2009 filed in !Kaboogie, mash of the week, mashes, mixtapes, music, theory, writing
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 Here’s the Banker getting on board the train to mashville with- ‘Gash Up’, an extraodinary  mash/edit/arrangement of –   M.I.A. – Galang Acapella, Aphex Twin – Jynweythek Ylow, Shackleton – Tin Foil Sky, The Banker and Beethoven – Adagio Sostenuto. Check the way he uses the piano from Beethoven’s Adagio against M.I.A’s voice then segues into the Aphex twin piano…gosh.

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Girl Talk in Dublin

Speaking of mashes here’s a great, interesting and thought provoking piece by Nick Sylvester and W. David Marx on Girl Talk. For those who don’t know, Girl Talk does fairly dense  mashup albums.(He’s playing Dublin in March, I think I may even be supporting him)

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…the extent to which the music he’s working with is so portable, so building-block ready, makes it seem like he’s not making art so much as merely following industry directions: Step by step, like he’s putting together a Lego spaceship. There is no violence in this process, in other words; he’s hardly repurposing much of anything. Instead it’s like a video game in which Gillis has found the warp level — yet keep in mind, somebody somewhere had to program that warp level precisely so that it would be discovered.

On a boat on the Shannon last summer listening to the Girl Talk album with my friend the film maker, Eamonn, I got him excited by suggesting that a program could be easily written to mix and mash tunes by their key and Bpm. I’ve since came across Mixmeister which pretty much does this and it’s a matter of months before it or something similar is used as a plug in for media players.

The piece makes some interesting points and is a good read, though quoting Adorno to the effect that pop isn’t art muddies the waters. The pop he was talking about was Jazz and tin pan alley etc. It’s also a bit unclear what their problem with Girl Talk is – that he claims to be an artist? That he’s ‘only’ a technician?

The problem here is the usual one that the word art doesn’t actually mean anything.

From the hitch hikers guide to the galaxy

Generally, art is a human activity, made with the intention of stimulating thoughts and emotions. Beyond this description, there is no general agreed-upon definition of art.

So every thing apart from work then.

Art used to glorify God, now it glorifies the market. Either everything is art or nothing is. I’d go with nothing. Good stuff, bad stuff, stuff I like, stuff that suits my agenda, but don’t go putting wings or halos on any of it.

It’s important to bear in mind the contexts of mashes and the processes that produce them and with that the fact that they create their own contexts. I remember in the days of Boomselection  thinking mashes were done, but they keep going, to the point they are now a model for new technologies. Saying they are soulless is a bit of a so what?- That isn’t nescessariliy a bad thing. We’ve just had over twenty years of dancing to a drum machine and searching for the smallest atom of funk…which has been good fun.

To what extent is Coltrane’s  ‘Favourite things’ a mash? Anyway read the piece, it’ll get you thinking. More mash theory here.

In other news here’s a link to the front page on Indymedia about a mash(projecting images on a building) I took part in on Monday. Organised by the above mentioned Eamonn, It took place outside the Israeli embassy.

Eating lists

Posted by homoludo on Jan 09 2009 Posted by homoludo on January 9th, 2009 filed in theory, time travel, writing
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I’m kind of eating end of year lists at the moment, the ultimate guilty pleasure. I didn’t do my round up this year(which is really more of a survey of mates and peers). Wasn’t feeling doing it for some reason, was more feeling this perineal –

A Klee painting named ‘Angelus Novus’ shows an angel looking as though he is about to move away from something he is fixedly contemplating. His eyes are staring, his mouth is open, his wings are spread. This is how one pictures the angel of history. His face is turned toward the past. Where we perceive a chain of events, he sees one single catastrophe which keeps piling wreckage and hurls it in front of his feet. The angel would like to stay, awaken the dead, and make whole what has been smashed. But a storm is blowing in from Paradise; it has got caught in his wings with such a violence that the angel can no longer close them. The storm irresistibly propels him into the future to which his back is turned, while the pile of debris before him grows skyward. This storm is what we call progress. – Walter Benjamin

Angelus novus