Thursday, September 28, 2006

yum ...

"They cant play baseball
They don't wear sweaters
They are not good dancers
They don't play drums ...."


Chatting with Bren on the phone this evening - trying to persuade him to join me Kid Shirt and Flinty for the Stooges/Sonic Youth/Wolf eyes/Gang of four etc etc (ok kek I know I should also bigggupp Sunburned Hand of the Man) extravaganza down at Butlins Minehead this xmas - and as happens the conversation drifted onto the urgent need for me to digitize the rather large stack of assorted goodies currently held on my aging Betamax Video collection ...

I am the rather dubious (nah make that proud or indeed as some around these parts have indicated - proudly dubious!) owner of this ....



What a stack of tech-porn or what - yep they separate - can be swung over your shoulder - and hooked up to the optional huge battery pack - become a mobile recording unit - eat yer hearts out all you namby pamby newbie DV Cam users - ya ain't;t lived till you tried taking this babe on a 6 month over-land docu-trip across India - trust me !

Anyhows - talk drifted to the more family-tilted material sitting on my slowly decaying tapes - and we were transported back to the heady days of 1979 and the Old grey Whistle test - and of course the most vital rock video to ever have been committed to tape (after Knowing Me Knowing You - by those alt-rockers A.B.B.A) - which is Fish Head Fish Heads - by Barnes and Barnes - a true classic of neo-romanticism prose addressing that long sufferred feeling of longing for severed rotting heads (when not thinking what a damn good soup they might make that is !) ...

Anyhows - as is the case these days with the worlds slackers - out slacking even me - some fine sould have obviously already done the dirty digi-deeds - so come on boys - n - gals - "Eat them up --- YUM ..."

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Bomb them ALL ...

"THIS IS A SCARY STAMP.... This is a stamp of our times, a terror stamp for the 21st Century, a climate of fear stamp, a stamp that pisses on all other stamps, a stamp that will appeal to all, one stamp to rule them all... except there are 2."



More such suchness over at Scorpion Thunderbolt Deliverance Incorporated .....

Monday, September 11, 2006

Tranquility Base ..



Well back from a rather enjoyable 2 days in Leicester - Thursday early evening found me at the opening of the show in the New Walk Museum - laying down noise surrounded by Francis Bacon paintings and with an audiance made up of Chinese officials and the Lord Mayor - then on to a late night session at OK Kareoke - a quite different breed of punter and surroundings - based above a take-away in a somewhat dodgy down-town location - with a vibe reminsicent of seedy triad bars in Wan Chai/Tsim Sha Tsoi - the crowd more intersted in belting out somewhat less than tuneful Maddonna/Prince covers whilst playing that shakey-shakey Hong Kong dice-game they all know and love ... I ended up playing an hour of banging beats (what else is one to do) whilst slouched on a couch - slurping £2.50 boittles of beer ...

After that there was nothing more to do than enroll as an astranaut and begin immediate training prio to my impending launch into outer-space - needless to say being a fully qualified tractor driver - I passed with meddles and a well needed Masala Dosa ..

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

The sound of Rice ..



Just put the finishing touches to a sound piece for an exhibition currently on at: Leicester New Walk Museum, 53 New Walk, Leicester LE1 7EA. Working with visual artist Suki Chan for stage 3 of her Story of Rice shows ..

A taster of the sound for ya here.

BBC Leicester page of the show and various links here.

If you are in the area on Thursday night (7th Spetember) - pop on over for the opening - I shall be spinning assorted sounds in at the reception - and then later pumping up the glitch-dub-funk-drones at the aptly named OK Kareoke Club ....

Pain in tha paris ..