Friday, March 7, 2025

Hauntology Parish Newsletter - Lent edition : Position Normal, Ernest Berk, Daphne Oram & Thea Musgrave, Brian Hodgson, Reginald J. Lewis, melody snakes,Requiem For The Ontario Science Centre, Grykë Pyje, Stonecirclesampler, Belbury Poly versus Keith Seatman,Warrington-Runcorn New Town Development Plan, Shindig

I saw that American family sitting glumly in the tea room area of the farm shop the other day. Although the dad may actually be a Brit - he’s got one of those grating in-between accents. Passing their table on the way to my favorite nook, I heard him muttering disagreeably about the deficiencies of the bagel that lay forlornly half eaten on his plate. Honestly, anyone with a pinch of sense wouldn’t order a bagel in that kind of place. A scone, a granary bap, a nice white roll, a flapjack… 

They do seem a downcast bunch. But I suppose having to move, lock, stock and barrel, in such a hurry... I really ought to make more concerted efforts to integrate them into the community, such as it is. But they don’t look the sort to be making jams or cheese straws for the church fete.


On to other matters....

Well, the big news in the parish is a new album by Position Normal Modern & Unique 2.

It is indescribably good. Which I mean literally - I can't describe it. 

All the quaint creaky crinkled quirkily chuneful qualities of classic Poz Normal (Stop Your Nonsense, Goodly Time etc)  meshed with the  unmistakably digital-now.  A  sort of hyper-brite murk, cobwebbed with glinty glitches.  

I say that but looking at the press release, the sound palette is all acoustic and electronic, barely digital at all! And there's material, or constituents at least, in there that allegedly date back to the late '80s. Pre-Bugger Sod.

It's a headscratcher

Release irrationale: 

All lyrics and stories written and performed by John Cushway. Instruments played here:. Piano (a real one and a software one). Guitars: Aria Pro 2, Yamaha acoustic, electric Italia Maranello, Double Bass, Congas, Bongos, Tambourine (wooden), Shakers (one egg shaped, the others are all made to look like fruit and vegetables). And synths.

2 samples though. One of a dog barking twice and a drum and bass sample from a 90's D&B Sample CD on the last hidden secret bonus track Techno Non-Stop (Party Party Drugs).

This whole album spans from the late 80's to now.

Recorded onto VHS.

credits

Music: Chris Bailiff

Lyrics: John Cushway


A bonus track not on the album


Oh and look here - a movie about or involving Position Normal


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Activity from the village elders! 

Including posthumous activity... which I suppose is pretty ghostological if you think about it.

Now I remember as a boy cycling past Pendley Manor and slowing to a near-wobble as the big lawn came into view - goggling at the contorted calisthenics cavorted by what looked like naked or nearly-naked figures. Turns out this was the dance troupe of Ernest Berk, an avant-gardist in exile, whose radical choreography was accompanied by equally radical electronic music for movement composed by his good self. 




Trunk already issued a chunk of this stuff (Electronic Music for Two Ballets) but somehow I missed the heaping double-CD portions of Berktronica that came out last year via the Huddersfield Contemporary Records label - a bumper serving of the first of these two sorts of avant-electronic that I really really can't get enough of.

Release irrationale: 

This double CD represents the first substantial publication of the electronic music of Ernest Berk. Only two works from his catalogue of over 228 pieces were published during his lifetime in the early 1970s. Following the collapse of the Historisches Archiv der Stadt Köln in 2009 it was generally thought that all materials were lost. The project team comprising Prof Monty Adkins, Dr Sam Gillies and Ian Helliwell have managed to source early digitisations of some of the master tapes from Martin Kohler (who was a PhD candidate at the time) as well as other sources across Europe. The project team have then selected 18 representative tracks from Berk's oeuvre composed between 1957-1984. They have then worked with Dr Richard Scott and Jos Smolders to digitally remaster these works for this release. The CD features a bespoke cover design by Ian Helliwell and has been produced by Monty Adkins. Extensive liner notes about Berk's work have been written by Adkins, Gillies, and Helliwell.

Ernest Berk was one of the earliest and most prolific composers of electronic music in England and yet his work is almost completely unknown to the wider public. With only a few pieces ever made commercially available in limited circulation, much of his output has since languished in obscurity until now. Huddersfield Contemporary Records is pleased to release this newly restored and remastered 2CD collection of the work of Ernest Berk.

Berk was a true polymath, working throughout his life as a composer, percussionist, dancer, choreographer, teacher, actor, and mime artist, often assuming many of these roles in the same project. He composed over 228 works of electronic music between 1957 and 1984, many of considerable length and often used to accompany his own expressionist contemporary dance productions. Diversed Tapes is a compelling overview of Berk's revolutionary catalogue. The collection includes End of the World (1957), his first work for magnetic tape, and one of the first electronic works composed in England, and Diversed Mind (1967), his work for one of the first public concerts of electronic music in England at Queen Elizabeth Hall and performed alongside music by Daphne Oram, Tristram Carey, and Delia Derbyshire. 

Berk's music is at once radical and yet still accessible, rooted in a deep appreciation for melody and rhythm. Listening to this collection in a contemporary context, one cannot help but be struck by how much his music prefigures more current musical trends. Tracks such as Wings Over the Valley of Death (1961) and Kali Yuga (1962) utilise the sorts of dark ambient droning soundscapes that are ubiquitous in electronic music today. Vibram (1973) is a long form electronic improvisation evocative of contemporary modular synthesis performances. Against 7/4 (1967) and Janet Calls it Blue Ribbon (1972) contain the kinds of sophisticated electronic music gestures that evokes connections to later works of acousmatic music by figures such as Bernard Parmegiani. This is more than just a document of the past – rather, there is much to be enjoyed here by contemporary ears with contemporary musical perspectives.

This compilation is still just a small selection of the music Berk wrote during his lifetime, but it is an attempt to illustrate the diversity of his catalogue. Richard Scott and Jos Smolders have worked tirelessly to restore and remaster these, until now, lost recordings to bring out their greatest possible shine, and to allow us to finally throw a light on this important body of work.




An older post on Berk and Berktronica

Below a BBC documentary with a section on Berk in his prime - the dancing and the sound-shape-making


For a glimpse of Berk's troupe at their most flagrantly nakedelic hie thee to this age-restricted video (the sonix are mental!) 











Berk is described as a committed "naturist and eroticist" - his (ex)-wife Lotte seems to have been quite a freeethinker herself

Jack Dangers at Electronic Sound on Berk's solitary and incredibly rare release during his lifetime - and stuff on his life and Lotte. 





More electronic ballet music from the venerable and (like Berk) long-no-longer-with-us Daphne Oram Beauty and the Beast, a collaboration with the composer Thea Musgrave, made for the Scottish Theatre Ballet in 1969. Released with minimal fanfare only days ago. You don't seem to be able to buy it in solid or immaterial form anywhere - but it's out there on the streamers and YouTube. 


Clangers-tastic stuff. From Daphne's heyday at the Institute up Dancersend way.



Standard Music Library seem to be putting out a bunch of vintage stuff, some of it a bit 80's and hyperbright, but some fine work by familiar names like Brian Hodgson, such as this spacy 1975 effort Encore Electronic, a collaboration - or perhaps simple adjacence of compatible works - with a less-familiar name, Reginald J. Lewis







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Younger elders, if that makes sense - a rare sighting of... but I'm sworn to secrecy. Or rather charged with the challenging duty of alerting without revealing. Let's just say, if you ever h.arked to the waftings of A.R.Kane's fellow-travelers and sprite-children, give a glisten to these emissions from melody snakes. Not really "hauntology" but the next parish over, yet certain to trigger ghostly tremors in the memoradelic sector of the brain for some of us.


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A missive from our Canadian twin town East Gwillimbury!


Tony Price alerts us to his latest project, Requiem For The Ontario Science Centre - self-released on Maximum Exposure and described as “a sonic eulogy to my favourite work of art: The recently shuttered Ontario Science Centre in Toronto, a world-renowned brutalist architectural wonder designed by Canadian architect Raymond Moriyama as a centennial project for Canada. It is a stunning landmark that is largely representative of the post-war utopian outlook that permeated through Canadian culture in the 1960s. Last summer, the Conservative Government of Ontario announced its abrupt, unexpected and controversial closure, a decision that was supposedly based on an engineer’s report warning of a small percentage of roof panels at risk of collapse after decades of neglect. 


“Musically, this record is almost entirely made up of synthesizers and saxophones, played by Toronto avant-garde saxophonist, Colin Fisher. If I had to throw you an elevator pitch I would say it sits somewhere between Terry Riley, Fripp & Eno, Boards of Canada and Don Cherry's "Brown Rice".”


Neat parameters and it does actually fall squarely into that quadrangle



The inspirational touchstone and monument to bygone utopianism






















God bless and protect Canada and the Canadian people!


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From our Italian twin town Potenza Piscene...

Fast approaching their tenth anniversary of operation, Artetetra (have we reached 6th World  Music yet?) release the evocatively titled Crepuscular Elixirs by the German-Finnish outfit Grykë Pyje in just a few weeks time. You can hear most of it already here

release irrationale: 

It has been six years since Grykë Pyje (forest ravine in Albanian) stretched out their high sensitivity feelers for the first time into the greatest of outdoors to bring us fascinating, multilayered soundscapes and introduce audiences to their signature, crystal-clear fifth-world compositions. Working on the idea of using music as a way to pierce the fabric of myths from yonder thanks to a wide array of synthesis, sound superimpositions, patchworking and manipulations, blending hazy shards of experience and imagination, in their fourth LP, "Crepuscular Elixirs", Grykë Pyje spins further adrift from its previous works, trying to increase the level of intricacy.

If recent experiments engaged with the sonification of sacred herbariums and the reimagining of chants and myths from the animal kingdom, for the brewing of their latest musical potion, tracks were built around skew and Oddly-hypnotic resemblances of grooves dodging well-trodden patterns. These bumping and stumbling primal rhythms pervading the album were inspired by the inconsistent pulse and timbrical variety of animal noises: a hammering woodpecker, croaks and ribbits from frogs or the scraping of ants at work. Rhythmic backbones were used as free territory to imagine the entire and alien world around the sounds of this pseudo-fauna.

Indeed Crepuscular Elixirs is an apt title for this bizarre conflation of fiction and natural science, magical miniaturism and microscopic realism. With its bizarre world of supernatural charlatans, hazy incantations and invisible accesses to an impossible bestiary, Grykë Pyje creates sixteen tracks of pure audio alchemy where it’s impossible to retrace the songs’ various layers, rather compelling one to listen to the compositions as a moving thing in its whole. Sounds lift up one another creating texture, mimesis and confusion, incredibly entangled, blurring the line between transmutation and sonic manipulation.

With Crepuscular Elixirs, the duo’s organico-mineral soundscape is sharper and more detailed than ever before. A type of listening requiring allure and curiosity, but that repays with a seemingly endless rediscovery and wonder. Now let this seemingly alive bag of sonic illusions open a new chapter in the excitingly chaotic, fantastic world of Grykë Pyje!

"Potion Seller, I am going into battle and I need your strongest potions."

"My potions are too strong for you, traveler.” 


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Here's a recent-ish mix made by Luke J. Murray aka Stonecirclesampler for The Wire

"The mix is a hauntological blend of washed out ambient, dub and grime, threaded together with samples from horror films and TV."

Tracklist

Travis Elborough & Stonecirclesampler “Stonecirclesampler Hauntology Primer (Intro)”

Stonecirclesampler “Television Of The Stones (Rainfall version)”

Liquid DNB-like Ambient Grime 2 “Forthcoming Untitled Ambient Grime Dub 12" (Old Grime White Label Wire mix version)”

Stonecirclesampler “The Stone Tape (Wire mix edit)”

Stonecirclesampler “A Drift In Seaburgh (Wire mix edit)”

Rainfall Widens The Cracks In The Concrete “After Dark (Stonecirclesampler version)”

Stonecirclesampler “Memorex Dub (The End Of Techno instrumental edit)”

Old Grime White Label “Forthcoming Untitled B-side (Superior London Pulp edit)”

Stonecirclesampler “The Drift VIP”

Stonecirclesampler “Save The Stones! (Deep Dream Ambient Grime mix)”

Stonecirclesampler “Megalithic Grime Radio Documentary (28 Stonecircle Wire mix version)”

Old Grime White Label “Unknown (Stonecirclesampler A303 Acid rebuild)”

Stonecirclesampler “Megalithic Grime VIP (Stonecirclesampler Wire mix version)”

Liquid DNB-like Ambient Grime 2 “Forthcoming Untitled 4x4 Grime Techno 12" A-side (Stonecirclesampler Rainfall VIP)”

Old Grime White Label “After Leaving The Cliff Overlooking The Pacific Ocean, Rainfall Began To Fall Silently On The Car Roof (Travis Elborough & Stonecirclesampler version)”

Stonecirclesampler “Save The Stones! (Rainfall Widens The Cracks In The Concrete Slowed Down VIP)”

Superior London Pulp “The Real Occults In The Pubs Of The East End (Wire mix acid edit)”

Old Grime White Label “Untitled 2010 Techno (Travis Elborough & Stonecirclesampler Fourth Dimension version)”

Stonecirclesampler “Haunted Goth Ambient Grime (Breakbeat mix)”

Stonecirclesampler “After The Ice Age (Frozen Grime mix)”

Stonecirclesampler “Penda's Fen (Wire mix edit)”

Superior London Pulp “The Green Man Inn (Old Grime White Label's Ambient version)”

Travis Elborough & Stonecirclesampler “Ghost In The Water (DISMAL edit)”

Superior London Pulp “Maybe A Door Will Open Somewhere (Travis Elborough & Stonecirclesampler Haunted mix)”

Stonecirclesampler “Deep Dream Derbyshire Gloom (Liquid DNB-like Ambient Grime 2 Dub)”

Old Grime White Label “Rainfall Falls Silently On Concrete Rooftops (Ambient Grime edit)”

Stonecirclesampler “A Bygone Age (Rainfall version)”

Travis Elborough & Stonecirclesampler “Shivers Of Weird Landmarks, The Time Is Out Of Joint (Outro)”



A postcard from Luke alerts me, and now you too, to a new release: 

"Just put out a village inspired 7" single last week called 'Somebody's Found Your Allotment' after seeing a sign for a missing bike outside an allotment gate near where we moved to recently, the title I thought has a sort of weird yet brilliantly funny slightly off-kilter energy! I was going for a bit of an early Ghost Box drift energy, swanning about on a secret allotment with lots of spring rainfall and shivering gloom!"

Hear it and purchase it here 

It's  excellent - doesn't really remind me of Ghost Box, though - if anything maybe the train tracky echo-delay after-trails music heard quite early on in Stalker ... meets Burial "South London Boroughs"

Actually Luke J / Stonecirclesampler seems to have had a small flurry of releases recently: 

A long track with an even longer title  - The Neolithic Stonecircle Near The Record Shop With A Hauntology Section & The Rituals, Traditions, Morris Dancers & Folk Plays In The Village Pub Through The Mysterious Green Door Past The Bronze Age Burial Mound In The Conservation Area With It's Inland Water, Murky Depths & Unseen Serpents

And then an expanded version of the Wire mix as a double-cassette ultra-ltd edition thingy 





















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Talking of Ghost Boxiness... here's a Belbury Poly remix of a Keith Seatman tune - brief preview here below but fully available only as a vinyl single via Castles in Space Subscription Library Singles Club


It's a taster for a new KS album Counting to Ten Then Back Again


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Release irrationale:

Overspill Estates EP is a new four track EP from Warrington-Runcorn New Town Development Plan, which delves back into the Your Community Hub sessions to uncover some gems that had been forced off the album.

Gordon Chapman-Fox, the genius behind WRNTDP says “I’d worked on these tracks for the best part of a year, and, in my mind, they were a fundamental part of the whole Your Community Hub project. I was heartbroken when they couldn’t make it onto the album, so it’s an enormous relief to see them come to life here.”

The initial concept for the fifth WRNTDP album was to expand beyond north Cheshire, and dedicate a track to some of Britain’s other New Towns. Being part of the project from early on, these four tracks were dedicated to Basildon, Cwmbran, Redditch and Harlow. To give an idea on how long these things can take to gestate, the opening track "The People Of The Town was performed at the End Of The Road Festival in 2022.

The album cover is an image from the half-modernist, half-mock Tudor houses that were built in Birchwood, Warrington in some of the last large scale building projects that were part of the New Towns.


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Finally Shindig recently devoted a large and lavishly illustrated article, by Camilla Aisa, to the subject of  Hauntology, which includes a gargoyle photo of yours truly for reasons unknown, and quotes from Beautify Junkyards and Jonny Trunk....

Why now, I wondered? 

Then suddenly it occurred to me that  - instead of monumentally tardy,  it might in fact be topical and even jumping the gun ever so slightly. For later on this year... it'll be the 20th Anniversary of Hauntology...   if not as an emergent sound-zone  (you could date that to 1999/1998 - Stop Your NonsenseMusic Has A Right To Children) then as a christened phenomenon...

Some sneaky snaps I took hastily, furtively, while in the village newsagents. 









Friday, December 6, 2024

Hauntology Parish Newsletter - Christmas Edition: Moon Wiring Club; Dismal 1970s - Stonecirclesampler + Travis Elborough; Sophie Sleigh-Johnson's Code Damp; William Burns's Ghost of An Idea; Mart Avi + Ajukaja


Season's greetings from "a person of gravitas and insight, who says their prayers, and is sensitive to the potential of mission as 'parish-shaped'"


Very quiet in the parish at the moment. The rotten weather isn't helping. 

On the way home after walking the dog over the fields, coming back along Icknield Way, I did spy a bit of commotion: some new arrivals in the village! An American family moving into Hazeldene, that big house on the corner of Penfold Lane. A grey-haired fellow huffing and puffing great plumes of breath into the cold air  as he lugging into the house what appeared to be an endless succession of boxes crammed with vinyl records, "Don't see many of those these days," I commented cheerily - receiving, for my pains, just a scowl.  I shall return at a less-trying time, with a copy of this newsletter and some mince pies. 

But talking of vinyl records, parish stalwart Ian Hodgson has a new Moon Wiring Club long-player. 



Yes, that's right - the LP has an equine concept. 

There's also a new artwork approach - dropping the usual MWC style for watercolour painting. 

Says Ian, "I wanted to steer away from those rinsed-into-the-ground Folk Horror tropes, so gave the whole album a (very) loose Undead Dressage feeling (lots of movement)

Sound-wise, this is reflected in a switch from the marshy, ambient quease vibe to a brisker, starker sound that coats the beats in ample spooky space. "Funky" is not a word that generally springs to mind when you think of Moon Wiring Club - unless in its other meaning of fusty and unventilated. But listening to the crisply syncopated beats of Horses In Our Blood, I kept thinking of The Meters. 


On the Hodgson mood board for this project: The Residents's "Jambalaya", the sound design and production design of spaghetti westerns (in particular the Klaus Kinski Gothic Western And God Said to Cain  and Matalo! ) and acid westerns (like The Hired Hand).  

And there was I thinking the inspiration came from the unfortunate incident at last year's gymkhana. 

There's a whole backstory to the record. 

Another fine offering from MWC - buy it here


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Talking of horses....  at the Horse Hospital in London this Sunday afternoon, there will be an event called Dismal 1970s, involving parishioners Stonecirclesampler and Travis Elborough, along with telly scholar Sophie Sleigh-Johnson  and neo-pulp writer Tim Wells. It is described as "an afternoon of festive-ish words, moving pictures and performances dedicated to the decade of Smash instant potato, public information films and Evans the Arrow". More details about times and tickets here.

Stonecirclesampler  - also known as Luke J Murray, the figure behind The Iceman Junglist Kru and various other haunty entities working in mutations of nuum and drill and wotnot -  has produced a "special limited edition Dismal 1970s cassette...  a super short run only available to attendees" orderable with tickets and to be collected at the event.  


Dismal 1970s participant Sophie Sleigh-Johnson has a new book out via Repeater.



Now it was only recently, wasn't it, that I remarked upon the under-acknowledged intersection between hauntology and British comedy

Here's a whole book inspecting that area: "a sometimes comedic field report that charts an esoteric code hidden within the twin poles of 1970s sitcoms Rising Damp and The Fall and Rise of Reginald Perrin. Outlining how past cultural patterns condensate and repeat through technology, time is shown to be a damp condensation seeping through the centuries and out onto the telly. Interspersed with the author’s own photographs, prints, Holsten Pils cans, local newspaper entries and carrier bags, as well as a whole host of other characters, the work seems an antiquarian’s conceit that takes time travel as a metaphoric methodology. This is not media studies; more an allegory of all reality as (tele)visual recorded history, excavating the strata of haunted technology from which the fragile band of code comprising our sense of time is briefly emitted. Drawing connections between incidents of ancient and popular culture, from Mark E. Smith’s lyric— “They say damp records the past”—to Rising Damp’s (meta)physical structure of decay, the book finds damp’s temporal power manifest in everything from alchemy, mysticism, and parish folklore to pulp, Time Team, darts, the local newspaper and, of course, the sitcom. Merging the vast with the parochial, the occult with the comedic, Code: Damp tunes into the weird demands of damp as a time-traveling material at the intersections of comedy, myth and technology, taking all three as serious resources to better (dis)orient the ground we stand on."

Here's a warm endorsement from David Tibet of Current 93 renown: "LUCIFER ON THE BUSES! Code: Damp is one of the strangest books I have read. As well as one of the most evocative, lateral, sidereal... an unspellable jewel."

More endorsements and the opportunity to purchase here


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Another addition to the racks at the local library (note the new reduced opening hours: Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and plus Saturday 10 am to noon). Of course you may prefer to support the author by picking up a copy at Book Nook or order directly from Headpress






















Release irrationale: 

William Burns's Ghost of an Idea: Hauntology, Folk Horror, and the Spectre of Nostalgia examines the use and effect of nostalgia in the Horror and Hauntological realms. It asks why these genres hold such a fascination in popular culture, often inspiring devoted fanbases. From Candyman to The Blair Witch Project, and Dark Shadows to American Horror Story, are the folk horror and found footage phenomena significant artistic responses to political, social, and economic conditions, or simply an aesthetic rebranding of what has come before? How has nostalgia become linked to other concepts (psychogeography, residual haunting) to influence Hauntological music such as Boards of Canada or The Caretaker? What can the ‘urban wyrd’ or faux horror footage tell us about our idealized past? And how will these cultures of nostalgia shape the future?

Combining the author’s analysis with first-hand accounts of fans and creators, Ghost of an Idea offers a critical analysis of our cultural quest to recognize, resurrect, and lay to rest the ghosts of past and present, also summoning up those spectres that may haunt the future.


Table of Contents

Introduction: The Seductive Liar, or Are We What We Used to Be?

Chapter 1: Today is Tomorrow’s Yesterday: The Philosophy of Nostalgia

Chapter 2: The Yearning to Return: Folk Horror and Nostalgia

Chapter 3: The Illusionary Precipice: Found Footage and Nostalgia

Chapter 4: The Longing of the Permanently Lost: Franchise Nostalgia

Chapter 5: An Ethereal Composition of Disjointed Memories: Nostalgia as Catalyst for the New

Chapter 6: The Vice of the Aged: Do They Still Got It or Living Off Past Glories?

Chapter 7: The Enemy of Truth: Is Nostalgia Counter-Revolutionary?


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And finally, Estonian exchange student Mart Avi has a new release out, a collaboration with his countryman Ajukaja, bearing the rather sombre title Death of Music.





You can hear it and buy it here.

It's really excellent. To me it has the feel of  a classic "new pop" album -  in the lineage of Lexicon of Love Sulk / Penthouse and Pavement  - but a new pop album if it had been somehow made after the 1990s. Perhaps in 2001 - the way it folds in rhythmic ideas from hardcore continuum genres and other dance styles of the 1990s - reminds me a bit of Truesteppers, in moments at least. But the songfulness  and the soulfulness - along with the wayward perceptions and intellectual edge - come more from a Scott Walker or Billy Mackenzie sort of place. 

It's a double album too -  a meaty listen that doesn't flag on the quality front.

Release irrationale: 

Certain albums hit like howling bullets at pivotal moments, tearing open the face of music to reveal hidden sonic muscles and fusing them back into something both strangely familiar and yet entirely unrecognisable. We believe this is one of those records.”

The double album Death of Music delivers 16 crooked vocal pops, some ruthless, others unexpectedly disarming. In some songs, Ajukaja & Mart Avi function like a two-headed saurus swinging its spiky tail to shady pop-house smackers. In others, Ajukaja's serene organ licks descend into subterranean caverns, allowing Avi to float to the surface on their wavelengths and turn his voice into billions of extinct moths, enslaved by the moonlight’s pull. There are songs that face destruction and those that seek to prevent it.

One kykeon rap goes, “If you die before you die, then when you die, you don't die!”. Ajukaja & Mart Avi have embraced this notion to create new music that allows them to thrive in the algorithmic wasteland. 13 years in the making, these 66 minutes are packed with lifetimes of truths you didn’t know you needed to know. They are Ajukaja & Mart Avi – two against death.


Friday, November 29, 2024

Back from the Dead Boys

 A reanimated Dead Boys, with Cheetah Chrome on vocals  - the record company decides the vocals need something else, so they use AI to "dust" it with some quintessence of Stiv Bators. 


I remember Cleopatra from the '90s when packages would regularly arrive through the post, generally occasioning disappointment or disbelief. (Okay they did put out some good Krautrock - Manuel Gottsching stuff). But mostly they established a micro-market as a non-retirement home for twilight -career industrial and Goth acts . So this is a logical development. For the diehard fans who can't get enough, for whom death of the principals is not an obstruction or obstacle for appetite.

Sunday, November 24, 2024

punk is dad

This made me chuckle 





This made me frown 
















Still enough of a believer to consider it defilement to have a version of "Sex Pistols" tread the boards without Johnny Rotten....  

Other bands that go the prosthetic singer route, I'm not so bothered.

Well, there's one and half others on the same Glasgow punkstalgia lineup that are doing that - The Stranglers, sans Hugh Cornwell, with a younger-than-the-others singer (younger-than-the-others - what am I saying? Only Jean-Jacques Burnel remains from the original line-up, what with Jet Black and Dave Greenfield now dead).  

And then Buzzcocks are the 'half' -  insofar as Diggle (I assume) is singing the Shelley-sung songs as well as the smaller number of numbers he originally sang. 

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Talking of "punk is dad", I had a "rave is dad" experience the other night - went to see Orbital in LA. They were playing the first two albums - with an intermission in between! - and so, if you think about it ,that would necessarily largely draw a crowd who remembered those records from the early '90s - thirty years ago. So we are talking fiftysomethings for the most part.

Wasn't quite Cruel World levels of haggard, but yes a lot of baldness, bellies, and time-creased faces on show.  You sensed a lot of memory-rushes were being triggered in the assembled, but that was not quite enough to galvanize manic dancing in the old style.  

Some of the bar staff and the sound guy behind the mixing desk seemed on the grizzled, elderly side too. Perhaps veteran promoters and rave-scene people?

Surely now in their early sixties themselves, the brothers Hartnoll were great. Well, some of the material on those albums was a tad middling, but the killer tunes - fantastic. Triffic lights 'n' lasers 'n' projections too - that's something that has advanced in leaps and bounds since back-in-the-day. They got a very warm reception and they seemed to be quite touched by it. 


This must be the fourth - or possibly fifth - time I've seen Orbital live, but the last time would have been way back in the mid-90s.  

The very first time - when they were then almost alone in being able to play techno live - was the late 1991 rave conversion experience I describe in the intro to Energy Flash. Well, the whole night really was that - as opposed to any specific deejay or group that played - and above it, it was the audience's dancing 'n' demeanor as much as the music 'n' lights that blew my eyes. But Orbital certainly were a crucial component of this baptismal immersion in a new culture. 

Then the following year, I traipsed down to Sevenoaks for an interview and they gave me my very first glimpse of the Silver Box - I don't think they let me twiddle the knobs myself but they showed how the 303 makes those wibbly-wibbly acid sounds.  

Phil and Paul then - and now.


Come to think of it, it was probably this very cubbyhole in which they showed me the 303 in '92.

Also come to think of it - Orbital were punk-is-dad before they were rave-is-dad. If I recall right they had been into anarcho-punk and Crass and stuff like that before getting swept up in acid house.


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Punk-gets-parental is not really news - I can remember when we were still in NYC and Kieran was little (so early 2000s), some of his pre-school friends's mums had a hobby band, all-female, playing punk rock. And then a few years later, at my brother's kids's elementary school in Silverlake, at a school fair or fund-raiser, there was this band of dads entertaining the assembled with punk cover versions. 

And of course there's that thing of parents buying tiny T-shirts with the Pistols or Ramones or Clash logo on for their kiddies to wear.  (We did that, I confess - before it was completely played out, honest!)


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(A) punk is (grand)dad...

Just watched Blitz (ooh but it's clunky) and there was the surprise of Paul Weller playing the little evacuee boy's grandfather - silvery hair swept back in the 1940s style, face lined with ridges. He looks distinguished, though, as an old gent.