Thursday, 19 December 2013

Arctic 30 and Pussy Riot members may be freed in Russian amnesty

Wednesday, 18 December 2013

♪♫ Irrational Advice - Elemental podcast

Heldon - excerpt from Heldon Third - Disjuncta
Shiver - Future World intro > Metro - Angel Of Mercy (Loop) - Nu-Groove
?? - Private Life remake- MASK 400
Ennio Morricone - Prayer (Conroy)
Dia Prometido - Ruisenor Persa - Philips
Random Library 1
Bernard Bonnier - Vero La Toto - Amaryllis
Mal Waldron - Thoughts - Japo
Demdike Stare - Unreleased
Gherkin Jerks - from Stomp The Beat - Gherkin Records
Fabio Fabor - Melos e Psiche > Julia Holter excerpt
Nate Young - Regression - NNA
Random Library 2
Random Library 3
Leila - How do you want it? - Rephlex
Atmo - Subaquatic - Orly
Julia Holter - Goddess Eyes - Leaving Records
Demdike Stare - Kommunion
Ian Carr & Don Rendell Quintet- Dusk Fire (Excerpt and edit)

Happy 70th Keef

OffOn (Scott Bartlett)

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Scott Bartlett made this documentary in 1980 of a recreation of OffOn that he realized with a class he was teaching at UCLA

♪♫ Miles Whittaker (Demdike Stare) Live @Boiler Room (2 sets)

♪♫ Demdike Stare Live @Boiler Room

Designer Dad Illustrates The Weirdest Things He Has Actually Said To His Kids

Raphael Lemkin: Lonely Prophet

What does it mean when women perpetrate gang rapes?

Sadik Kwaish Alfraji

Multimedia installation consisting of a painting 620 x 400 cm, several ready-mades, photograph, and an animation film projected on a 700 x 900 cm. surface.

Mathaf - Arab Museum of Modern Art, Doha, Qatar
Told, Untold, Retold
Dec. 30, 2010 – May 28, 2011, curated by: Sam Bardaouil and Till Fellrath.
Artist's statement:
Once upon a time...
In the family house, and in my father’s room in particular, which was his guest room and daily sitting area, my feet shook as I entered the room after long years of expatriation. His clothes, which were hanging there in a corner, were the first things I laid eyes on. That was a very intense and emotional moment to me.
This is then what is left of my father??
His kufiyeh “head cover”, agal “headband”, praying beads, and traditional clothing. They were all deeply rooted in his identity and sentiment. They, with his big old collection of coffee pots made part of his dignity, respect and sense of belonging.
They were hanging there, high, tidy and clean, as always, ready to be worn, exactly as he used to hang them himself. They were leveled upright on the wall surrounded by lost ghosts and floating shadows, restless and anxious, pacing the room, swaying on the beat of his strong, deep voice which filled the room, together with the smell of fresh roasted coffee and the tunes of old sad Mawaweels.
This is then what is left of my father!
A few Objects,
Hundreds of memories,
A grieving love which still fills my mother’s eyes,
And many unfinished tales.
A moment of confusion.
A world disappeared and a new one aroused, a more beautiful charming world.
Here in this room I used to sit next to him, sometimes on his lap or on my mother’s were I felt warm and happy switching between the two. I used to put my arms around his neck or dangle my legs over his broad shoulders, loudly laugh and sing. Here I used to play, run, dance draw and dream, sheltered by their presence and love.
Oh Lord, where do memories come from?
Where do they go?
Where do they disappear and in which cupboard are they set?
How do they suddenly return, so strong and so intense, which makes the whole world vanish, and then they fade as an old tale which once was.
A tale where boundaries get lost and dissolve in an unlimited world of tales.
I shiver as I now see this before my eyes.
A shiver of consciousness.
Imagine that your body is stretched up, getting taller and higher; you slightly bend to see what’s below you. You’ll see yourself among the crowd, anxiously moving within masses of people, things, memories and emotions. For a while, you’ll lose your balance as you realize that you are not but a little story or a lost tale in a universe of countless, endless tales. Then you know that you are both the story and the storyteller.
Wherever we go, however we change or grow old, “Once upon a time…” would always be the words we carry within, long for and cherish. These words pull us towards memories and times, things and places, images and people that cannot be separated from us. “Once upon a time” is another version of ourselves from within.
‘Once upon a time” is me as I was born. It is me as a child. It is me a second ago, and will also be me as I die.
“Once upon a time” is our childhood, our school, our friends, family, dreams, needs and desires…. it is all our lives as we bear and are borne.
Sadik Kwaish Alfraji
NL 2010

Hankle

The Melbourne Oral and Facial Surgery Centre

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Memorabilia: Collecting Sounds With... Andy Votel (Part I)

Andy Votel's first musical passion was hip-hop, which intrigued as well as attracted him: he wanted to find out how that music was made. Thanks to his resourceful father, he discovered that it was based on loops, and that many of them were samples from other songs. That was the start of his obsession with discovering sources, and of his scouring of records that were probably not earmarked for him at the time (the late eighties) given his age, 14, and location, Manchester. While his friends got excited over Stone Roses and Happy Mondays, Andy explored jazz recordings released on labels such as CTI Records and soundtracks by composers like John Cameron and Krzysztof Komeda.
Over the past twenty years, Andy Votel has travelled far and wide in a quest to buy as many records as he could. Some have ended up making it into his works or DJ sessions, and others have found their way into the catalogue of Finders Keepers, the cult label he co-founded with Dominic Thomas and Doug Shipton. His personal collection of vinyls, which he admits to measuring in cubic metres rather than numbers, makes him an acclaimed 'archaeologist' of unusual records, even though he refers to himself as the world's worst archivists and admits that he can spend hours looking for a particular vinyl at home, sometimes even buying a second or third copy because it's quicker.
Andy's main obsession is pop, particularly of the twisted and psychedelic kind. He feels an affinity for artists who have been sidelined by mainstream culture, and is particularly drawn to records that are written on, personalised or dedicated, because they tell a story. An unusual case worthy of study, in spite of everything, he doesn't consider himself a fetishist. His main motivation is to listen to music, and the only way to get the music he likes is generally to buy and collect it.
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Dee Thrussell's Up/Down Mixes

Up Mix
1. Eco Spaziale #2 - Pietro Grossi
2. La Via Della Droga (seq. 7) - Goblin
3. Stridulum (titoli) - Franco Micalizzi
4. Pronti Per L'Agguato (versione 2) - Franco Micalizzi
5. Vocalisation - Alessandro Alessandroni
6. Spiagge Azzurre - Alessandro Alessandroni
7. Il Colore Degli Angeli - Berto Pisano
8. Playgirl '70 (party music 1) - Piero Piccioni
9. Casanova '70 (finale) - Armando Trovaioli
10. Cavallina a Cavallo - Ennio Morricone
11. Gli Angeli Del 2000 - Mario Molino
12. Preludietto - Alessandro Alessandroni
13. La Guerre Est Finie - Giovanni Fusco
14. I Sovversivi (titoli) - Giovanni Fusco
15. Un Tranquilo Di Campagna (#2) - Ennio Morricone
16. Dedicato Al Mare Egeo - Ennio Morricone
17. Hiasmina - Berto Pisano & Jacques Chaumont
18. Oh My Love - Riz Ortolani (featuring Katyna Ranieri)
19. Stacchi Polizieschi #1 - Pietro Grossi

Down Mix
1. Suicidio - Corviria
2. Tema Di Andromeda (titoli) - Mario Migliardi
3. Asymetric - Armando Sciascia
4. Primavera - Pietro Grossi
5. Horizons - Fabio Fabor
6. Toni Ligabue (Titoli) - Armando Trovjaoli
7. Balletto Venusiano - Pietro Grossi
8. Algorithmique - Fabio Fabor
9. Caldo Caldo - Giampiero Boneschi
10. Reagente B - Armando Sciascia
11. Momento Cosmico - Pietro Grossi
12. Esponenziale - Bruno Nicolai
13. A Come Andromeda (seq. 10) - Mario Migliardi
14. Un Tempo Infinito - Ennio Morricone
15. Lamento - Egisto Macchi
16. Preludio No. 6 - Egisto Macchi

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