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March 28, 2005

What is good about Pop Music?

Definition One: Pop = Music in The Charts

No really! It's catchy I suppose, but then so can music which isn't popular be. It has no exclusive grip on the memorable, marketing power puts many tracks which aren't memorable, even hummable, in the charts. A great deal of those tunes by Jennifer Lopez. What puzzles me even more, in finer detail, is why so many people on the Internet hold pop music in high esteem. Why do people collect it? Why do they write about it? Why does it interest them? I'm genuinely mystified. Pop doesn't need them, they're definitely surplus to requirements. Smash Hits suffices.

Some people I know argue that Pop is the true barometer of the times. Like Sociologists they analyse the political currents of the times and draw (often very convincing) parallels between what's happening in the Charts at a particular time and that which is happening in the broader culture. I suppose the apposite example may be The Specials "Ghost Town" (coughs, good tune, coughs) and the urban riots of that year. But, forgive me for this, isn't this always a bit like those crummy TV Dramas in which Arsenal's Victory/The Miner's Strike/Tony Blair's coming to power is compared to the existence and travails of John Doe that very same year? How he overcame his fear of social exposure just as Naomi Campbell defeated The Mirror in a lawsuit. I always find themes such as these, well I find them to be a bit wobbly. Even in novels they're more strained and far-fetched than they are illuminating and engrossing.

It's such a seductive idea isn't it, that the micro mirrors the macro? But isn't it a comforting fantasy? Granted, sometimes clever artists capitalise on this, moulding their content so it fits with people's erroneous notion that there is indeed such a flimsy cosmic organisation. Like Bob Dylan. "There's something going on here people" (counts money). I'd argue that more often than not anachronistic music can shed more light on a time, show it in its true hue, than current music.

(scratches head) What other reasons could people give to find pop interesting? I guess old Pop is geist-y, but then so is any old music. Perhaps to laud it as some surreal index over which you have no control? On to the next defintion......

Defintion Two: Pop = A Marketing Term

I've been quite honest about this since day one. When I discovered that by Pop music people meant "music for imaginary rather than real communities" I was depressed for about a month. That people could consume Grime as "Pop", that they could do the pick'n'mix shake and vac ting and "consume" something oblivious to its source, well for me it just didn't bear thinking about. That all music could be subjected to the whim of the consumer like this, that there were people out there for whom all music was essentially reducible to a quotient of it's entertainment value (a mark out of ten, an "A" minus, a four star rating in their iPod ratings menu)...... sad innit. Each song becomes a unit, an equal unit, stripped of anything approaching life. How murderously void.

Though to just live an everyday life and get pleasure out of music like this must be fine, but to theorise music under this banner, to attempt to shroud this approach in a gossamer skein of intellectualism, well it's a travesty isn't it? Isn't it? Is it? I don't know, I mean I'm obviously horrendously out of kilter. Like a miserable old Jehoviahs Witness cunt.

Post-Modernism hasa lot to answer for here. It made these clean surfaces theoretically acceptable. Pop was "interesting", being a hard headed grey persistent twat, loyal and dogged was "boring". This is going to be a brutal reduction of theoretical thought, so apologies if I loose some finesse here, but Modernism, Modernism wasn't ahistorical. Andy Warhol, Le Corbusier and Jung were ruptures but they weren't abandoning history. Warhol with his tondos, Le Corbusier's fanatical love of ancient Greek Architecture, Jung steeped in Alchemaiacal lore, none of them simply wrote clean of the past. Furthermore it's a corny adage, but without embracing their past they couldn't have been free. To turn this on the mechanics of Pop appreciation: meaning is always dwindling in Pop, it's never accreating in the way it does in the underground rhizomes.

A friend I met at the weekend told me a story of how a colleague of his, not aware of the history of Typography, used a font designed under the Nazis for a poster for a museum for the Holocaust. It's a very extreme example but it does sort of encapsulate how I feel about the barren landscape of culture. Look into your font folder on your computer, how many of those fonts mean anything to you? Yet you'd be amazed how enriching it is to understand a bit about them. Check this out about Eric Gill (http://www.linotype.com/7-391-7/ericgill.html).

I suppose everyone's wary of history. I've begun to blush a little at my rampant indexing of music in relation to it's sonic precursors. But isn't it a good thing? From a Marxist point of view of course its really important not to abandon history, to let Capitalism consign it to the waste bin marked progress. I suspect my "Online Pop Straw-man" is timorous of exploring history. He is afraid some self-appointed old-fart-at-play will castigate him for his ignorance (me I've never pretended to be an authority on anything, I can't even work out the difference between Dogzilla and Durrty Doogz) He is cautious about aspiring to belong to subcultural groups (like, er, Grime) on the basis that he's Middle Class, White and Old. But really no-one gives a toss and what's the alternative anyway? To accept something less-threatening and fake in some compromised quasi-ironic manner. To give up on the real because it underlines the uncomfortable reality of one's own situation?

Defintion Three: Pop's charm = The Drama of High-vs-Low

Is High-vs-Low even an issue here? I dunno. I think not. It used to be quite a thrilling notion to me. It still is. I love it when I find out things like the fact that Bernard Parmegiani designed the sound for Charles De Gaulle airport. It's always sort of exciting when improbable "underground" things stray into the pop landsacpe. Like More Fire's "Oi". Or even to roll back to point one, when The Specials are number one. But this isn't my issue really (besides isn't this just folk music swelling in grandeur prodigously?). My issue lies with the reception of Pop, with people taking that Pop tack. Explain the appeal to me. I'm genuinely curious.

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March 21, 2005

Record Shops are History.

Rapidly coming to the conclusion that the only place to buy records is online.

The best thing about them is you're confronted with stuff you didnt think you wanted, that which you never knew about, but you can engineer chance encounters like that online. I suppose also there's the psychogeographical thing, but can't one just do a lit bit of flaneur-ing on the side to compensate.

The main problem with record stores is that the stock is nowadays picked clean, for one the staff ensure this. Furthermore all the interesting records now never come anywhere shops. Dealesr take them straight from the kind of diggerati sources you and I have scant time to explore and sell them on eBay or GEMM.

Obviously I'm mainly talking about second-hand records, but for my money something like Independance outperforms any of the high street stores and while not to insult London's greatest stores (lets face it there are no contenders) Honest Jons, Rough Trade and Soul Jazz more and more I suspect their hearts aren't in it (all three have their own labels as there is no money in retailing) and also they're stylistically hamstrung (Rough Trade which tried to keep up with Jungle has given up in the face of Grime (says a lot about their approach in general). Besides you can get all this new stuff cheaper online anyway.

Accordingly here is a snapshot of the new letterbox i'm getting fitted:

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March 17, 2005

Optimo "Kill the DJ"

I was in this absurdly trendy and expensive fashion boutique in Covent Garden buying a present for my wife and I tuned into the music they were playing.

What the! It was this bizarre mash-up of old ardkore and No Wave skronk. Way too drugged-up and freaked out for an emporium such as that. Then I heard a snatch of what i decided HAD to be the Langley Schools Music Project (bunch of Canadian kids singing out-of-tune Carpenters cover versions) and resolved to finally check it out in a bit more detail.

In Glasgow I slipped down to Mono (nods to Steven) and was surprised to find the aforementioned record in the racks. Even more to discover Keith from Optimo in the store. Keith wanted to see what I'd picked up. I showed him the Langley Schools thing and told him about the mix I'd heard which had piqued my interest.

As though he was some kind of visiting salesman (it was incredibly weird) Keith stretched his arm one metre to the wall of CDs on the shop and plucked from it his "Kill the DJ" CD, and proceeded to explain to me that it was his and Johnny's mix. Praising the LSMP version of "Space Oddity" to the skies.

Cool mix innit. I think Keith'll be lurking so people be nice svp

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March 15, 2005

Africans in Grime

This is Luka's idea, but it got stuck on the end of some thread here ages ago, so I'm bringing it back with the hope someone can help fill in the gaps/plump up the theory a bit more.

His assertion is that what differentiates Grime in the history of UK Dance Music (OK, lets be explicit, the Ardkore Continuum) is the high percentage of second generation Africans who constitute its ranks.

Luka's observation is that the African community is possibly more ambitious, more deliberately self-motivated and aspiartional than the historic Afro-Caribbean community here. OK this may be contentious but I think there must be a lot of truth in this. The Afro-Caribbean population came here en-masse in the 50s and early 60s to fulfill a shortage in low-paid work; they volunteered for a better life in the UK, only to be gradually disillusioned. Its this nature of their arrival here that many people have argued qualifies their relationship to the host country, less troubled than that of the Africans who were enslaved and brought to America, but still not exactly happy (even at points miserable and opressed).

The first generation Africans who came here on the other hand came looking for a better life entirely of their volition. They're determined to "succeed" here, and here I'm just guessing, I suspect they may even represent the higher ranks of their own middle classes at home, or at least those whose ambitions are frustrated by the status quo in their own original countries.

The Afro-Caribbean community in London has traditionally centred on the West of London, certainly up untill the eighties in Notting Hill Gate, though that community has been shattered by the rise of house prices. The rise of Newham and E3 (the East) must surely be significant as a re-orientation in the orientation of UK Black Street Politix, and the theory goes that (at least within the framework of Grime) this is because the African community makes up a large portion of the population there. The fierce East-West battles internal to London may be better understood within this context, as a tussle between two hegemonies, the old Afro-Caribbean one and the new African one (though I may be reading too much into things here)

Luka's sleuthery centres on the high proportion of second generation Africans within Grime. I know Lethal B (Maxwell Owusu) is one such character, we locked horns as to whether D Double was a second-gen African (Luka, probably correctly insists he isnt, family hails from St.Lucia, though I could have sworn he says something which contradicts on the AIm High DVD). I cant remember which other examples Mnsr. Bisto gave, though I'd be grateful if he refreshed my memory.

I suppose its one of those assertions that, while it doesnt change anything, throws an interesting light on proceedings. I'm also intrigued by the ramifications it might have for my "Shanty House TM" theory. Certainly one couldn't even begin to align something as parochial as drum and bass within a Global Ardkore community. It might also shed light on Desi's inclusion within the schema, perhaps some kind of gutter post-colonial cosmopolitanism (scuse the expression), an 'off-world' non-local perspective is what characterises these musics vis a vis Desi's still-strong links to Bollywood consumerism, even Dancehall Ragga's now pan-Caribbean aspect (strong flavours of Mento/Reggaeton/Calypso/The Clave etc).

Also makes me ponder whether this trans-Global Cosmopolitanism, while once the preserve of the ruling classes, is now quite the opposite essentially that which binds the post-colonial proletariat. You could even argue that the ruling class now aspires to a super localism.

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March 11, 2005

The Gasman: The Grand Electric Palace of Variety

THE GASMAN
THE GRAND ELECTRIC PALACE OF VARIETY
PLANET MU

Chris Reeves’ latest release for Planet Mu is, even in its weaker moments, unfailingly entertaining. One can’t help but opine with him that the tropes pioneered by The Aphex Twin through the nineties, the ends of whose catalogue Reeves is unabashed to admit stylistic bookend his work, are practically failsafe recipes for a solid listening experience. The breathy heliated synth stabs and tickling filigree of drums that characterise The Aphex Twin’s billowing double-down rave odysseys are powerfully seductive. Indeed there’s nothing whatsoever wrong with working within someone else’s stylistic parameters; the result can stand or fall on its own merits regardless. Originality, it has been wisely argued by Simon Reynolds, can be a greatly over-rated quality in music.

Still there is much that distinguishes The Gasman from his mentors. Most obviously his music doesn’t have the forbidding sheen of Richard James’ or Paradinas’. Reeves roots for a rough-edged approximation full of homemade charm, it being the aural counterpoint to the intriguingly ham-fisted and grotesque illustration of the cover. Often sampling spools of classical music from reel-to-reel he’ll transform typically classical sonic gestures into their counterparts in the lexicon of Rave music. For instance on “Imodium” where a few snatches of choral music are finger-triggered into an Ardkore fantasia or on “Fridge” where mournful concert piano vamps are set amidst drill’n’bass fidgeting.

At moments on the collection your cochlea is swooning. “Muzzle” is exquisite, rattling whirring clicks take the drum’s role in the foreground while the melody hovers cumulo-nebulously on the track’s horizon. Timbral invention is writ large too in “Dodgem” with its impressive resonant bassline, the track resembling nothing so much as a skippy version of Marc Arcadipane’s Gloomcore. However too many tracks are cut from the same cloth and at times in Ambient mode things drag rather.

“The Grand Electric Palace of Variety” appears to be but the merest fragment of The Gasman’s output. He claims to be producing an astonishing 25 releasable tracks a month. Planet Mu label boss Mike Paradinas allocated himself the task of sifting through this material to determine what made the grade. In the face of daunting quantities of music like this, rigorous editing must be the crucial modus operandi. While we have two CDs here, one may have sufficed.

The Focus Group: Let Loose Your Love

HEY LET LOOSE YOUR LOVE
THE FOCUS GROUP
GHOSTBOX.CO.UK

You hurriedly park your Morris Minor Traveller outside your pebbledash bungalow and tear into the lounge bedecked in brown acrylic, decorated in equal parts Tretchikoff and Vaserely prints, feverishly removing the sleeve from the new Focus Group LP, carefully lowering the twelve inches of static crackling plastic onto your formica-clad entertainment centre. Its creator, celebrated sleeve designer Julian House (Stereolab, Broadcast, Primal Scream), is an exacting collector of the tainted British parochial. Obsessed by the twilight world of Diana Dors, Donald Cammel, Joe Meek and Delia Derbyshire, House crafts both exquisite visual collages in thrall with European Modernism (the moiré effects from the covers of Penguin books, Lettrism and Polish Movie Posters) and divinely wrought soundscapes which hark back to an eternal past.

The nineteen instrumentals on “Hey Let Loose Your Love” are so heavily woven that the fabric that holds them together threatens to crumble. Detail isn’t oppressive in the least, merely destabilisingly delicate. Songs are like lopsided Victorian automata, instruments mismatch in incongruent tempos (one of House’s stock sources are Library records in which instrumental parts for songs are separated individually, tracks he proceeds to elliptically reconstruct) and frequently sequences crumble into soft-edged bliss before one’s ears. It is almost as if the very action of their exposure is the agent of their collapse. Even stranger still, though plainly audible, occasionally the music seems to disappear from earshot, becoming proverbially invisible, sinking into the netherworld of the unconscious. Certain recurrent themes seem to serve as mnemonics luring the listener’s attention to the surface.

Pieced together from the mustiest samples, Children’s exercise records, vintage BBC Drama, clunky Brit-Jazz and (most pertinently) Library Records, this is an archaeology of emotion, a philosophically-motivated exploration of the power not just one’s childhood memories, but of the collective unconscious. Memory in work of The Focus Group and House’s partners Belbury Poly and Eric Zann at ghostbox.co.uk (where the collective’s entire output is available) is a theoretical portal to the phantasmal kingdom not a trivial exercise in retro stylistics.

March 08, 2005

More MIA

Been skirting this one. I only heard the LP today, I heard Piracy funds Terrorism ages ago and was totally underwhelmed, but this one (which has undeniable strengths) actually needs a good kicking cos its the more seductive version of that.

Amazing how little in the way of pronouncements i make these days in my guise as (primps himself) forum leader! anyway my "shanty house theory" was quoted in the original article, and SR polled me for my opinion before he unleased it, so i reckon i'm allowed my 5cents.

Button down the hatches.

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(extracted from email converstaion with simon reynolds, the big boss man)

simon in red only


>>just found my blood boiling

>interesting!
>cos you felt it was derivative, or faux?

wrote a whole page of stuff about it at work. its broader than that. thats the rupture position innit (yawn). hes alright though rupture, its pleasing to see him wrap himself up in knots. we like people who get all screwed up.

i guess i'm one of a type (what sometimes feels like a dwindling handful) of person who are incredibly uncomfortable with who they are, or at least tries to figure out ways of being that arent contradictory. who JUST HATE it when they sense theyve compromised their integrity. and this stupid woman (can you imagine a a bloke being allowed to get away with a line like "i am a soldier") just couldnt seem to give a toss/is so brazenly dense to any contradictions, it just makes me writhe with anger, ha ha ha. its JUST like you said in that bloke's comments box. there are many ways of communicating your love for baile/desi/grime which dont rely on making poor carbon copies of the records. you can blog for starters, lol.


> it's weird, you can tell there's
> nothing behind it, in the same way that a grime record or dancehall or____,
> even a second-div one that on some level's not as good as a better MIA
> track, it'll still excites because there's all this stuff behind it-- a
> whole culture. it's a minor fragment of a greater whole. for me it's not an
> intellectualized response, though, it's something you can just feel,
> auditorily, as a presence or a lack.

my irritation with christagau is that he represents a huge majority of people who (horrible to say) just will never ever get whats special about something like grime. you say "whats behind it", and i one hundred percent concur, but the expression i came up with was that some people fail to connect with the genre's higher frequencies. there is a sound there that only speaks to a certain type of person, like a dog can hear high-pitched whistles....... you listen to that maya record in five years and itll sound like shit whereas the grime'll sound "zing"

was infuriated the other day by a friend who dismissed the grime comp i gave him as rubbish. and i just knew that he couldnt connect with its ugly tonalities. i wasnt bothered that he didnt like it, just pissed that he dismissed it in such a cavalier fashion. hes kind of masquerading as an underground hipster, is exactly the sort who put on the MIA and breathe a sigh of relief, "at last a grime/dancehall/desi/baile record i can listen to. i will thus defend its authenticity at all costs" which again is christagau's secret agenda.

i know its practically a calvinist position, and lord knows i look at other peoples laid-back/harmonic collections of music and wonder just what the fuck is wrong with me, but only for about a split second (i promise ;-)) whats wrong with a bit of hard-headed anti-pop righteousness every now and then? people seem extremely reluctant to take a violently anti-pop position online. stelfox was just about the strongest anti-MIA thing i read, and it practically amounted to "shes a bit a meh" i do dig your indifference angle, but i just find the record so cloyingly insiduous, so (again v.protestant) seductive. i dont want be seduced by that! same way i dont want to be seduced by a shitty jingle in a nestle ad.

and there are those awful awful moments on the record, like the start of "sunshowers" where you can just see the cracks in the fantasy part cockey/part patois/part ____ voice showing. you can just see her with her cup of tea round justine flats with her slippers on.

more things i hate:

- any lyrics which rely on the -tion ending. revolution/segregation/pollution.
- the rubbish poney gun firing sounds
- the clash's sandanista, the clash's idiot 3rd world sloganeering is just like this.
- MC Kinky (Ok i dont hate MC Kinky but doncha think SHE is the 'riginal Maya, not Neneh?)
- famous music journalists effectively turning their periodicals into blogs!!! Keep up at the back Grandad!

things i like:

- i was unsure whether diplo was referring to deise tigrona or the compiler of the slum dunk carioca record as being an asshole http://sfj.abstractdynamics.org/archives/005026.html I have a feeling he meant bruno verner of tetine. if anyone wants a lesson on how to transform your love of a music into powerful original art they'd do as well to check out www.tetine.net and see what crazed antics these dudes get up to. compilations, performance art, wearing wigs etc we love you tetine!

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March 05, 2005

Paul Young's "No Parlez"

Could have sworn I heard Paul Young's voice on some advert's music the other day.

And then at the week end I saw this at the MVE:

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