ma! it's not stuck - it's techno!!
all of this minimal "stuff" that lanky folk insists on gyrating to in venues around big cities must stop. it has to be listening music. period. the only movement allowed is the the bob of the head and the twist of the knobby knee. the chair must be strict, but not too stiff. discipline. that's the way to do it. i always suspected it, but it took the minimal techno overdose at mutek06 to finalize it. no more concrete barracks and washed out youth that is determined to dance no matter what while the music feels like a dry wooden stick hitting you on the back of the head.
why this sudden outburst? excitement. this past week was uncharacteristically good in terms of live shows. years ago i vowed to stop attending, then stopped following, and finally almost stopped listening to the music altogether, but having moved to a big city i feel obligated to explore and tug at my limp live music appendage.
still, joyous moments are too few and too far apart. it is way too easy to spoil a live show (note, i am not talking about classical music here).
considering all that, i indignantly snored on the couch while alva noto & co played cherepashka holdout in bkln; but i showed up for "listening" set of alva noto + olaf bender (byetone) + frank bretschneider + all three as "signal" at issue project room on sunday night.
nevermind asthmatic wheezing hipsters gasping for air through their goatees, i was there to rock! i even neglected staunch prima donnas of 3-day "no fun fest" for this.
15+ speakers, wooden walls, no reverb; sound that cradles you in its grandmotherly bearish hug - perfect! i expected reluctant noodling of "insen" or "xerrox," but what i got instead was ultimate metal machine music - he played "unitxt" - immediately reminding me of celluloid mata or even pan sonic - joyously violent, relentlessly repetitive, but soft and fuzzy at the same time. i was startled by stern sampled voice of anne-james chaton - even more proto-industrial leanings (he also mentioned that there is more to come, and COH + cosey fanni tutti is an example).
i was wedged between the thick slabs of sound, unable to move freely, and yet the whole thing was so dynamic (perhaps slightly enhanced by a bottle of cheap white i downed all by myself). opening sets built up to it - frank bretschneider had excellent visuals, somewhat reminiscent of obsessively detailed skoltz kolgen that blew my mind at mutek06 and decibel06; olaf bender was an honest working man's set - direct and muscular. just the way we like it.
so there is hope after all - proper setting, proper mindset carefully built up to the show, and there is a chance of snatching that fleeting moment of joy.
why this sudden outburst? excitement. this past week was uncharacteristically good in terms of live shows. years ago i vowed to stop attending, then stopped following, and finally almost stopped listening to the music altogether, but having moved to a big city i feel obligated to explore and tug at my limp live music appendage.
still, joyous moments are too few and too far apart. it is way too easy to spoil a live show (note, i am not talking about classical music here).
considering all that, i indignantly snored on the couch while alva noto & co played cherepashka holdout in bkln; but i showed up for "listening" set of alva noto + olaf bender (byetone) + frank bretschneider + all three as "signal" at issue project room on sunday night.
nevermind asthmatic wheezing hipsters gasping for air through their goatees, i was there to rock! i even neglected staunch prima donnas of 3-day "no fun fest" for this.
15+ speakers, wooden walls, no reverb; sound that cradles you in its grandmotherly bearish hug - perfect! i expected reluctant noodling of "insen" or "xerrox," but what i got instead was ultimate metal machine music - he played "unitxt" - immediately reminding me of celluloid mata or even pan sonic - joyously violent, relentlessly repetitive, but soft and fuzzy at the same time. i was startled by stern sampled voice of anne-james chaton - even more proto-industrial leanings (he also mentioned that there is more to come, and COH + cosey fanni tutti is an example).
i was wedged between the thick slabs of sound, unable to move freely, and yet the whole thing was so dynamic (perhaps slightly enhanced by a bottle of cheap white i downed all by myself). opening sets built up to it - frank bretschneider had excellent visuals, somewhat reminiscent of obsessively detailed skoltz kolgen that blew my mind at mutek06 and decibel06; olaf bender was an honest working man's set - direct and muscular. just the way we like it.
so there is hope after all - proper setting, proper mindset carefully built up to the show, and there is a chance of snatching that fleeting moment of joy.