tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49818736236362880272023-11-15T18:50:54.554+00:00Sex In Zero GravityA blog focusing on music, in particular the live scene in the Midlands, with much opinion, comment and debate.Jamie Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16094643234423126934noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981873623636288027.post-29054513706661398312009-03-23T23:06:00.002+00:002009-03-23T23:14:09.240+00:00Victory in New ZealandRemember the recent <a href="http://sexinzerogravity.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-blackout.html">blackout protests</a> in solidarity with internet campaigners in New Zealand?<br /><br />Well now the NZ Prime Minister has stepped in to <a href="http://creativefreedom.org.nz/story.html?id=231">throw out the controversial Section 92A proposal</a>, which would have forced ISPs to sever the internet connection of anybody accused of copyright infringement.<br /><br />At last, a victory for civil liberties and no doubt the blackouts had at least some kind of role in getting across to the NZ government the widespread anger at such a draconian law.<br /><br />Not only is it a victory for civil liberty groups, but it's a devastating blow for the copyright advocates who will seemingly stop at nothing to protect their precious profits, even if it means impinging the most basic tenet of law or stomping all over creativity.<br /><br />Viva la revolucion!Jamie Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16094643234423126934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981873623636288027.post-54959713967524314732009-03-20T20:15:00.004+00:002009-03-23T22:09:48.089+00:00'Spring Has Sprung' - Spotify PlaylistHere's a <a href="http://is.gd/of0d">playlist</a> I just whacked together on Spotify. It's a collection of mainly jazz/broken beat/hip-hop stuff that I feel has a bit of a spring in its step - perfect now the sun is shining and spring has officially arrived.<br /><br />Tracklist:<br /><br />Fridge - Cut Up Piano and Xylophone<br />Nicola Conte - A Time for Spring<br />Outlines - Just A Lil Lovin'<br />The Herbaliser - You're Not All That (feat. Jessica Darling)<br />Recloose - Catch a Leaf (feat. Rachel Fraser)<br />The Matthew Herbert Big Band - Pontificate<br />Jazzanova - Far From Home (feat. Phonte Coleman)<br />Krafty Kuts & A Skillz - Fluteism<br />Jurassic 5 - The Influence<br />Mr Lif - Get Wise '91 (feat Edan)<br />Belleruche - Bird Mess<br />Soul Quality Quartet - I'm Not Here<br />Bolia We Ndenge - Bosamba Ndeke<br />Charlie Parker - Koko<br />Baby Mammoth - Pigs in Space<br />Osunlade - Thira<br />Outlines - Matter of Time<br />Jazzanova - Lucky Girl (feat Paul Randolph)<br />Santana - Jingo<br />Janis Joplin - Summertime<br />Grateful Dead - Friend of the Devil<br />The Clash - Julie's Been Working for the Drug Squad<br />The Beat - Tears of a Clown<br />The Black Seeds - The Answer<br />Laurent Garnier, Bugge Wesseltoft, Phillippe Nadaud, Benjamin Rippert - M Bass<br />Earl Zinger - Think They All Gone Home Now<br />Nostalgia 77 & Barth - Omaha Boy<br /><br />If you don't have Spotify, you need it! Stream music for free from a huge and ever growing catalogue. Find out more <a href="http://spotify.com/">here</a>.Jamie Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16094643234423126934noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981873623636288027.post-84125375670341508462009-03-19T22:49:00.002+00:002009-03-19T22:55:04.807+00:00Copyright Extension DebateAn interesting discussion on the European Union's recent approval of copyright extension is unfolding on Shane Richmond's Telegraph blog. The debate is taking place between guest bloggers, Professor Martin Kretschmer, and Assistant General Secretary of the British Musicians Union, Horace Trubridge.<br /><br />I'll add my tuppence worth once the series of posts draws to a close but in the meantime you can <a href="http://blogs.telegraph.co.uk/shane_richmond/blog/2009/03/16/copyright_extension_debate_we_must_not_inhibit_digital_creators_">see for yourself</a>.Jamie Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16094643234423126934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981873623636288027.post-56204226013351326372009-03-17T22:25:00.001+00:002009-03-17T22:29:02.166+00:00Fabric 45 - Omar S -Detroit<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">By jove! Fabric have gone underground! They've ditched the limelight hoggers, the superstars, the zeitgeist and introversion is once again the flavour of the month in EC1. As much as it's still a cracking venue, responsible for many insane nights out and equally impressive CD releases, it wouldn't be unfair to say that the London institution has gone a bit more 'safe' in recent years, especially after being seduced by yellow plastic duck botherers O2 into opening Matter inside that pseudo-60s tribute to a diaphragm, the Millenium Dome, I mean The O2...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Instead of plodding down yet another well trodden path, the Fabric lot have roped in Detroit native Omar S to whip up something tasty for their latest mixtape. Little known outside Detroit, and less so inside it, Omar is something like the last bastion of underground Detroit, quietly going about his business (100 releases to date) without so much as even a myspazz page to shout about if from. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The mix is ambitiously a collection of Omar S productions and nothing else. This angle has already been tried, successfully, by Ricardo Villalobos and his hard drive full of minimalism. This time, the sleeve notes declare this to be 100% analog with "NO COMPUTER BULLSHIT PROGRAMS!", stuck in the past perhaps, like the famous city where it was conceived? Or an effort to rejig well worn drum machines and synths into something refreshing? </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Well it's a bit of both really, oozing both classic Detroit and more contemporary vibes. Opener 'Polycopter' is insanely funky, spinning round and round and twisting inside out like some warped fairground ride while the church-like synths of 'Strider's World' float around like an unreleased score to The Omen. 'Crusin Conant' is stripped back twenty-first century minimalism that morphs into 'U', a slow ode to Joey Beltram's 'Energy Flash'. The slow blips of 'Oasis 13 1/2' play alongside a teasing beat that keeps hopping in and out, all the while a subtle electric piano tinkers in the background before oozing into the foreground</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I'm a sucker for complex percussion and 'Simple Than Sorry' is fantastically fidgety, an imposing kick alongside what sounds like an army of tap dancing spiders in tandem with a scratch DJ and subtle synths that evoke Berlin. 'Psychotic Photosynthesis' is a futuristic groove that feels cold yet warm and infective at the same time. The sci-fi synth is a mind control tool from the future that really gnaws at the brain and is wonderfully juxtaposed with the jacking soul of 'The Maker'. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This is maybe an early choice though and the mix loses its way as the energy and vibe is lost in the transition into 'Oasis One', but such is the nature of Omar's work that it's only a momentary lapse. 'Oasis One' gently builds and develops in an almost orchestral manner - it really feels like every individual component of the track is being played by a seperate musician, all skilfully arranged by the feather light touch of the Detroit maestro. 'Blade Runner' is an old school delight that should be on the soundtrack to the eponymous film and the Unreleased Long Mix of 'Day' is more Chicago than Detroit with its bumpy bassline-driven rhythm something of an anomaly on this particular mix, not that anybody should mind. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Maybe it's pscyhological, after having read his sleeve notes, but there is definitely a rawness about Omar's sound. The beats sound incredibly organic and wholesome and in true testament to the spirit of Detroit he manages to squeeze some real warmth out of his machines. The only complaint is that it doesn't quite work as a mix. It's something I can't quite put my finger on but some of his records would probably sound better within a 'deeper' mix. Such is the scope and range of his work that in some ways it stifles the true potential of his productions. In a longer, more in-depth mix that really taps into the human psyche, such tracks as 'Psychotic Photosynthesis' would unleash their power and fill the dancefloor (or bedroom); rather they are forgotten about as the next track enters the fray. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This is no bad thing of course, and just one of the many nuances of the art of DJing. The Fabric press material proudly proclaims this "a stunning, arresting portrait of who he is as an artist, as a DJ, as an outsider, as a radical in an otherwise indifferent music world" and to be honest it's hard to disagree with that. Some of the more minimal tracks maybe wouldn't cut the mustard in a Hawtin set, but the boy has clearly got some talent, and considered as an artist album rather than a mix compilation, Omar S' effort is certainly deserving of its plaudits. </span><br /><br /></span>Jamie Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16094643234423126934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981873623636288027.post-42076935290955919902009-03-11T13:43:00.002+00:002009-03-18T13:48:38.234+00:00Atomic Jam, Birmingham (7th March)<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Q Club feels like a throwback to the good old days when anything with four walls and a roof (and sometimes less) was ripe for a party. Housed in a former Methodist hall and not in the slightest bit small, the bible bashers have long since made way for those who are instead slave to a beat. Techno mentalists Atomic Jam set up shop here many a year ago before the venue shut for five years but after a successful homecoming in November, the Jam crew have committed to throwing two parties a year. Headlining the bill Saturday were Dave Clarke, Adam Beyer and Ovr (James Ruskin and Regis), ably supported by residents Chris Finke and Steve Strawberry and in the other rooms by a whole host of bleepy, breaky, bassy DJs and performers from Birmingham's underground.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Quite frankly, I'm surprised the HSE let anything go on in there at all; dancing up in the gallery overlooking the floor in the main room is only suitable for those with a head for heights, and certainly a memorable experience. The whole place could really do with a lick of paint - peeling, crumbling walls, long untreated wood and torn fabric chairs are abound - but quite frankly who cares? With hundreds of likeminded clubbers swarming through the venue there's more than enough life about the place. There's also no clear presence from the organisers, save a shabby little portakabin on the way in, and it all very much feels like a little secret, albeit a loud one. Pranged out and over excited clubbers prowl around the upper levels and the dank corridors, but even the most unsavoury of clubland characters feel harmless as flies. It's all very blissful and there's something heart warming about seeing old forgotten buildings given a new lease of life and a new purpose, almost like a life transfusion.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">By far the most charming aspect of the club is the punters. Students, mods, the odd chav, glammed up girlies, metalheads, fashionistas, seasoned ravers and even a few couples the wrong side of 40 all shared the space, and as cliched as it sounds, were simply united by the music. Despite the cavernous main room with its ceiling up in the clouds somewhere, the techies have got the sound near perfect and the oozing acid of Hardfloor's 'Acperience' welcomed our arrival to an already buzzing and bustling dancefloor. Looking up at the gallery it was hard not to think of the rave scene in the Matrix and the irony of a subculture getting their rocks off to their own demigods in an abandoned place of worship was never far away. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Adam Beyer was the first of the headliners to take to the booth and plunged into a Drumcode inspired set of rolling, percussive techno, warming up smartly for Dave Clarke. As ever, the baron of techno tore the crowd a new arsehole, showing off an astonishing ability to read a dancefloor and keep it on tenterhooks throughout. Chris Finke followed with a more Detroit and pure funk orientated set, but it lacked a bit of direction and by the time Ovr took the controls the crowd was thinning, a shame, considering their set was funky as hell.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Elsewhere in the rabbit warren that is Q, drum'n'bass rocked the generally empty third room at ridiculous decibel levels, whilst in the bar tucked away behind the main arena, Noodle, Electrode and Data Trace Records warmed the cockles with some bass heavy electro and dubstep. The turntables lay dormant in this room, with all manner of hardware devices controlling the music, most of which I've never seen before and no doubt it was the cutting edge that was carving out a groove all night. And if all got a bit much, there was the Chai Tea room overflowing with the charm of a school tuck shop come hippy haunt, though somehow my vast reserves of energy steered me away from there until the end of the night when half the club could be found piled on top of each other in a soporific mess.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">In a clubland where clearly defined crowds dominate despite the increasingly mixed and ambiguous music policies, Atomic Jam is a breath of fresh air, it's clubbing as it's supposed to be. Simple, bare bones with a melting pot of good people and great music. Long may it continue. </span><br /></span>Jamie Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16094643234423126934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981873623636288027.post-91033750492931909652009-03-04T23:07:00.004+00:002009-03-04T23:21:49.634+00:00Jazzanova - Of All The Things<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Jazzanova have been delighting the nu-jazz crowds for well over a decade but it's only now that the Berlin collective have found time to release their second proper album, Of All The Things. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Unusually for a collective composed mainly of DJs, the song reigns joyous and supreme over this particular album. The heavy beats they're renowned for are given less prominence, making way instead for a raft of soulful singers including Ben Westbeech, Ursula Rucker, Bembe Segue and Joe Dukie of Fat Freddy's Drop.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">That's not to say Jazzanova's beatsmith hat has been completely thrown out the window though. Such strong vocal talent is perfectly complimented by instrumentation that draws on many different influences.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Opening track, 'Look What You're Doing to Me', has a distinct Santana feel whilst 'Lie' is a light, breezy number, somewhat reminiscent of 'Eleanor Rigby'. 'Little Bird' immediately follows, a heartfelt encounter that benefits from some restrained and intelligent production on the piano that does just enough to let Jose James' voice dominate and make your skin tingle. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Jazzanova also prove themselves dab hands at hip-hop with 'So Far from Home'. Phonte Coleman's empathetic rapping over uplifting beats sits comfortably amongst the rest of the album and is in stark contrast to his sung contribution in the opening ditty.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A lot of credit must go to the running order of the album, which is expertly arranged, constantly piquing interest and leading the listener further in. Furthermore, this smooth 'journey' subtly proves the collective's talent at mixing together many different influences, instruments and rhythms to produce something incredibly cohesive. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Of All The Things is a welcome respite from today's doom and gloom, injecting hopeful smiles into downtrodden and weary faces. Definitely one to keep close to the stereo over the next twelve months. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">5/5</span><br /><br /></span>Jamie Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16094643234423126934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981873623636288027.post-17281045206794770822009-03-03T23:34:00.004+00:002009-03-04T23:11:33.170+00:00Agoria - Go Fast<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The painfully slow and poorly concerted efforts of HMV and Royal Mail finally, somehow, conspired to have Agoria’s third studio album land on my doormat; so apologies if this is rather late. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Go Fast</span>, I learnt upon opening my brown paper bag, is actually the soundtrack to a French indie film of the same name. How that got past me, I don’t know, but it posed a little problem. Having not seen the film, nor being able to find it anywhere to buy online, I felt reluctant to listen to the album if I couldn’t put it into context. But being the admirer of Agoria that I am, I also couldn’t bare to have his material lying around and not being heard. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Opening track ‘Tender Storm’ is a beautiful, intense composition. Ominous, ethereal vocals swirl around in the dark alongside dull, tribal beats and low-end synths. It’s a piece of music that plays on fear and curiosity, simultaneously warding you off and beckoning you forward; the perfect album starter. The following tracks are deep, slow burning and heavily influenced by Detroit (via a slight detour into bluesy guitar territory with 'Around the Corner') and not at all in your face, which is ironic considering the title. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Nearer the end, ‘Run, Run, Run’ alludes to Plastikman’s ‘Spastik’ but turns into something far less frenetic and remarkably organic sounding, and through slight of hand turns itself into a heavy breaks track that harks just a little bit back to the 90s. Closing track ‘Diva Drive’ is the most dancefloor friendly; a bumping, minimal techno cut that constantly evolves and teeters close to the edge of hedonism, bringing around an about turn in the mood of the album and perhaps hinting at some kind of reconciliation in the film? </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Go Fast</span> is remarkably different to Sebastien Devaud’s previous artistic efforts, <span style="font-style: italic;">Blossom </span>and <span style="font-style: italic;">The Green Armchair</span>, which were a lot ‘harsher’ in a Vitalic vein. Rather, <span style="font-style: italic;">Go Fast</span> is more akin to his fabled DJ sets, which indulge in his passion for Detroit and jazz and are a bit more noodly, but despite the fantastic opener and strong finish, everything in between seems to lack any raison d’etre.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Clearly, obviously, this album is supposed to soundtrack something and from the sense of emptiness you can’t help but think about the film and what story it scores, but it does little to suggest anything insightful. A great deal of the album feels like a ship bereft of its captain, floating around in the doldrums with no distinct course to follow. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">However, taken away from the home stereo and transported to the soulless, clacking commute of a train speeding through bleak Birmingham landscapes, with the rain zipping past windows and grey clouds crawling in the ever darkening sky, <span style="font-style: italic;">Go Fast</span> takes on a life of its own - my life in fact - weeding out those trains of thought (no pun intended) and complex emotions we often dwell on when doing something as mind numbing as commuting. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Unfortunately, I’m not in the mood for riding trains to Birmingham, or other concrete monstrosities for that matter, just for the pleasure of listening to a particular album. At home, away from any kind of narrative, it just feels like it’s soundtracking a forgotten past, when in fact it’s major strength is in soundtracking the present, whether it’s a drab train trip or something more exciting. No doubt, if I were to see the film then listen again the album would take on a new meaning, but most of it still feels a bit empty and rather unsuitable for home listening.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Maybe I shouldn’t have opened it after all? </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">3/5</span><br /><br /><br /></span>Jamie Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16094643234423126934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981873623636288027.post-90721484861494395262009-03-03T12:55:00.002+00:002009-03-03T12:59:06.087+00:00Valentino Kanzyani (Download)<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I'm a big fan - you should be too. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Here's the first part of his set from the Kristal Club in Bucharest a month ago:</span><br /><br /><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/561353976a4e0911/">ValentinoKanzyani_Kristal_part_I.mp3</a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> / 77.42MB</span></span>Jamie Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16094643234423126934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981873623636288027.post-9947617212416339632009-02-27T14:56:00.003+00:002009-02-27T15:00:42.187+00:00If all else fails......try The Kinks.<br /><br />Even if I'm in the foulest of moods, with an utter slapped arse of a face that not even a pubescent teen pining over 'unfair' pocket money or a woman with a blood smattered groin can compete with, The Kinks will turn that frown upside down.<br /><br />Who's your 'fallback' band or musician?Jamie Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16094643234423126934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981873623636288027.post-17667048504427452162009-02-27T14:55:00.000+00:002009-02-27T19:06:35.761+00:00Radio SiZGReet, here we go again, still no commute tunes though, didn't fancy wearing my ma-hoo-sive cans on the bus.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 127, 255);">WORK</span><br />Nostalgia 77 - Various<br />Sufjan Stevens - Illinois<br />Steve Reich - Music for 18 Musicians<br />Earl Zinger - Speaker Stack Commandments<br />Thelonious Monk Quartet with John Coltrane - Live at Carnegie Hall<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 127, 255);">HOME</span><br />DJ Marky - Bingo Session Volume 2<br />Nic Fanciulli - Porn House Mix (Mixmag)<br />Dave Clarke - Archive One<br />Matthew Herbert - Plat Du Jour<br />Erykah Badu - FreakQuencyJamie Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16094643234423126934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981873623636288027.post-31353617229781013922009-02-27T13:14:00.004+00:002009-03-04T13:34:20.142+00:00Esko Closes<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Late night Leicester venue Esko has unexpectedly closed. A popular haunt for the more debauched of Leicester's clubbing fraternity, this little corner of Humberstone Gate will be sorely missed.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The first I heard about it was through seeing a <a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=54608043087">group</a> appear on Facebook, pleading for 'One more night', followed by a status update from the owner, Ben Hunt, saying: "Wishes to thank everyone for the past 3 yrs at esko. I had some of the best nights of my life. Djs, promoters, customers and all staff. Thankyou xxx."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Not long after, the official Facebook group for <a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/group.php?sid=33be0fc5a1c6416aeef802879e7a6083&gid=9821147820">Esko</a>, updated its news page saying not much more than another warmly felt ‘thank you’.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I've no idea why it has shut, nor do I really want to speculate too much. Maybe it's the recession? I don't know, but the last few times I've been there it's been absolutely heaving. I notice many posts seem to be people saying "If only I'd known it was the last night I'd have come", so maybe it wasn't always that busy? Either way, it's a sad loss.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The venue started out three years ago as a members only club, but soon gave up the closed door policy to welcome all and sundry. Despite the shift in policy, Esko always retained its 'secret' charm. Tucked away down a dilapidated, ruined and long forgotten street, just beyond the corporate monstrosity that's Life and behind a nondescript door in the wall, it was hard to gauge what was going on inside. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">That was, until the smoking ban hit and an excited babble of revellers began populating the paving stones immediately beside the door. The little smoking area was like a little window on the club itself; animated, delightful chit chat, happy vibes, and the occasional burst of music whenever the door swung open. Esko was delightfully lost in its own reverie. Life was only a few doors away, spilling out mutton-dressed-as-lamb underage girls and an equal splattering of horny adolescent boys and pervy old men, drunkenly swaying to the tiresome chart r’n’b that afflicts so many city centres in England today. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Esko just got on with it, you’d forget Life was even that close. It was an anthropologist – nay - physicist’s dream - two parallel universes sat side by side. Inside Esko, everybody was one happy family, shirking the need to look the part as is the prevailing trend in today's clubland. There was never any trouble, the music policy shifted each week, from the adam’s apple bashing bass of the Biscuit Tin Soundsystem to the cratedigging eclecticism of Jon Kennedy, a joyous celebration of all things funky. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Occasionally, the ponces and pansies from that culturally devoid melting pot of brain dead, drug fuelled hedonism, Sophbeck, would find their way into the nurturing womb of Esko, but even this sorry subculture was tempered and curtailed by the great spirit of Esko. It was a sorely needed venue in Leicester’s electronic scene and will be much missed. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">RIP Esko.</span><br /><br /></span>Jamie Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16094643234423126934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981873623636288027.post-45712754938919505272009-02-22T14:29:00.004+00:002009-02-22T14:34:10.257+00:00On the Blackout<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">You may have noticed the little black .gif on the right hand side of the screen. It's not a permanent advert, but where a picture of my glorious self usually resides. Those who follow me on Twitter or Facebook will also have noticed that for the past week my ugly mug has been missing, replaced by a far more fetching blacked out picture. The reason? An incoming <a href="http://www.legislation.govt.nz/act/public/2008/0027/latest/DLM1122643.html">law in New Zealand</a> that will force ISPs to block the internet connection of users accused of infringing copyright law, known as 'Guilt Upon Accusation'. The blackout is a solidarity campaign initiated by <a href="http://creativefreedom.org.nz/blackout.html">Creative Freedom NZ</a> to spread the word about this fascist law that shows a blatant disregard for people's right to be held innocent until proven guilty.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><a href="http://citizensheep.com/blog/2009/02/16/blackout-in-protest-against-draconian-law-why-the-reticence/">Citizensheep</a> posted a blog earlier this week, in which he questioned the reticence of people taking part in the protest. There were a number of comments defending those who had only blacked out half their avatars, noting the inconvenience it caused. Here was my response:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The reason I’ve been taking part in this blackout is that I harbour genuine concerns something like this could happen in the UK in the not too distant future and I want to highlight this particular case to as many people as possible. The blackout, I feel, is particularly effective in that so many people have been asking what it’s all about. Granted, in itself it probably won’t alter the position of the NZ government, but at least far more people are now aware of the issue. Furthermore, it’s effective because the public images we present of ourselves, which so many people are so used to seeing, are suddenly taken away, almost like one has ‘died’ online - which is what anybody unfortunate enough to fall foul of the law in NZ would experience.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Covering only half your avatar or putting it in a shadow, to me, seems a half-arsed effort. This is only a week of blackout protest. Blacking out avatars does make it a bit more inconvenient but it’s only for a week. As I said above, it’s the sudden lack of an identifier that makes this action successful in at least as much as raising awareness. Still being able to see somebody’s eyes in their avatar doesn’t really have the same powerful effect nor cause the necessary kind of disruption required for sticking the issue firmly in people’s minds.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I do realise that for mass protests to be successful, they have to require little effort. I’ve only recently graduated from university where I was very active in the politics of the students’ union and trying to get the students to care was nigh on impossible because quite frankly most of them were too lazy. The blackout doesn’t require much effort - simply change your picture. The only effort required is in making the best of the disruption caused (such as identifying avatars rather than names) However, I firmly believe that for protests to be effective they do have to be somewhat disruptive. It’s disruption that awakens us from our happy slumber and forces us to think about serious issues in the world. Many people don’t like it, but without disrupting their cosy little existence it can be extremely hard to make them sit up and pay attention. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I still stand by what I said. I'm not sure what impact this protest will have had, no doubt the NZ government will forge ahead with the law, but at least I've informed other people elsewhere about this ridiculous law.</span></span>Jamie Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16094643234423126934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981873623636288027.post-33078158383984798542009-02-21T22:53:00.006+00:002009-02-21T23:19:53.561+00:00My Identity Crisis<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Some people suffer schizophrenia and I think my DJing persona is enduring a similar ailment. As you may gather from the little spiel at the side, I have a somewhat varied taste in electronic music, which also spreads into my penchant for acoustic and 'proper' music too.<br /><br />Without meaning to sound all "ooo look at me and my eclectic taste" I own albums by Sufjan Stevens, Dave Clarke, The Mars Volta, Miles Davis, Shy FX, Gil Scott Heron, Test Icicles, Maximo Park, The Grateful Dead, King Tubby, The Plump DJs, Jurassic Five, a collection of classical composers and everything in between. It's no big deal, so do many other people, I'm not the only person to simply like music. If it's heartfelt and conveys some kind of emotion to me, then I'll gladly listen to it time and time again. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">But when it comes to DJing this makes it particularly difficult for me to settle on one sound to play. My DJing bio is a story that goes all over the place. When I first started DJing nearly eight years ago it was house, a bit of trance and some hard house (at the tail of end when the scene was still simply tough house music, before the hoovers and BOSH!!!! took over).<br /><br />Through my obsession with Ministry magazine (RIP) I was soon introduced to breakbeat, through Freq Nasty's 'Fresh', a brilliant name for a record which opened my eyes to the drum break as a rhythmic tool and kick started a love affair with breakbeat that has lasted to this day.<br /><br />Not long after, through listening to Fergie's late night show on Radio 1, I fell in love with techno, particularly thanks to the likes of Agoria, Jeff Mills, Dave Clarke and Phil Kieran, not to mention, of course, Laurent Garnier. By now trance and hard house had disappeared from my record box, although house, particularly proggy and electro stuff, was still in there somewhere.<br /><br />And then! Drum'n'bass rolled its way into my life. I'm not sure where this infatuation with deebee came from to be honest - I think it was a natural progression from breakbeat - and soon after drum'n'bass came some of the jazzier, broken beat sounds, courtesy of Gilles Peterson and a stonking Essential Mix from Switch.(1)<br /><br />So now, my bedroom was rocking to beats and pieces from all over the electronic spectrum, beyond what I've listed above, my ferocious appetite for all sorts of music just couldn't be satiated (it still can't) and with the Fabric CD series and Radio 1's specialist shows holding my hand through the record stores I was constantly introduced to new sounds (fuck off Mighty Boosh). </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">It's in the record stores where it went wrong the most. My sixth former's weekly wage packet didn't really stretch much beyond about £50 a week. One 12" was a fiver at the very least but usually a bit higher and with no record store in sight that meant buying online, so adding the p&p, buying records was a bloody expensive business! And when I did have the money, what to buy? The latest tune from the Plump DJs? Or the latest Intec release? Or how about High Contrast's new white label (for a tenner, pfft).<br /><br />With so many styles I wanted to play, trying to amass any kind of collection, let alone an up to date one, was nigh on impossible. I tended to focus on my breaks and Switch-style house (years before it blew over big time, get me!) but this meant my techno and drum'n'bass suffered and ultimately my DJ 'persona'.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">As with any scene within the music business, if you want to make a name for yourself and get the sets you need to focus on one area and become associated with it. Many DJs successfully incorporate cuts from many different genres within their sets, such as <a href="http://www.laurentgarnier.com/">Laurent Garnier</a> or <a href="http://www.gillespetersonworldwide.com/">Gilles Peterson</a>, but there always tends to be an overriding theme uniting the different layers.<br /><br />In Gilles' case, I'd say it's 'intelligent' soul (2) and with Laurent it's a similar theme, but a lot more electronically orientated; in search of the essence of techno which is to produce emotional music from machines. There are also others like DJ Yoda who cut and paste whatever they want, a true turntablist, but the skill he employs is ridiculous and only a few DJs in the world possess such talent. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A tweet this week from <a href="http://twitter.com/solobasssteve">@solobasssteve</a> caught my eye, in which he said: "People don't enjoy music because of the style, but because of how it makes them feel. Style is just a search tool." Amen to that, not a truer word has been spoken on the pigeon holing of music. This is how I approach my DJing, I don't restrict myself, anybody who does is a dunce.(3) Instead I like to stick to the underlying feel to my music, a la Gilles Peterson. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">At university I started getting club and party sets out in Leicester. In the first couple of years I played mainly breaks but in the third year it took on a lot more electro/fidget feel, mainly because that's what people were looking for, but all under the name 'Jitterbug'. I chose this nom de plume, or whatever the DJ equivalent is in French (I'm not gonna get philosophical about DJs writing with records or something) because I like to play music that you just can't resist dancing to, but specifically with a break in it, as opposed to a 4/4 beat, because, well a flat beat isn't very jittery is it? </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">But now, I don't know what to play. I'm bored of the surrounding, drugged up and 'cool' scene of the whole electro and fidget styles, despite taking great pleasure from playing them and find that many of the crowds want instant satisfaction from a DJ, in contrast to my growing desire to play more thoughtful, structured sets where I establish a groove and keep it going, rather than drop bomb after bomb. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">But then sometimes this is exactly the kind of set I like to play - party style. I love the attitude of hip hop DJs and the crowds of some of the electro nights where they simply just want to get down and bloody rave. However, I do still want my 'groovy' sets ie techno or drum'n'bass and if I didn't have the time or money to pursue them before uni I certainly don't have the former now (although the finance is a bit rosier thanks to a full time job and acquisition of ScratchLive).</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I've never taken my techno seriously enough, but if truth be told it's the music I most get a kick out of both playing and listening to, from the deeper Detroit stuff, to the rolling, loopy stuff or the more minimal kind. And drum'n'bass is becoming a huge factor in my life again. I gave up taking it seriously at university, but some awesome drum'n'bass sets in the past year, coupled with some great releases, have reawakened my passion for it and I really want to get back into playing good old drum funk.<br /><br />Whether I will take up drum'n'bass again, perhaps to satisfy my desire for the break in the probable future absence of breakbeat and electro, I'm not sure, but techno is definitely on my to do list this year. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And as a final point there's a whole naming issue here. The Jitterbug moniker can't cover both the above 'new' bases and the breaks/electro one I don't want to leave behind, though truth be told, I probably already have. Unfortunately the name thing is a necessary headache. Realistically, in the world of @solobasssteve which I advocate, there are no different personas but in the dance world the scenes are so segregated you can't but help need a different name for your different styles, but which to apply Jitterbug to? Aaaargh! How bloody stressful, this whole self branding bollocks! </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Are there any other musicians suffering from multiple personalities out there? How do you accomodate your tastes? Get in touch. </span><br /><br />(1) </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Before Dave Taylor took over the controls of Switch on his own, following the 'departure' of Trevor Loveys and when they were still jazzy and less electronic.</span><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">(2) I know this sounds snobby and a bit la di da, but there's a lot of thought behind the music; it's not at all haphazard or hastily thrown down slices of soul. In some cases he may play a track that is brilliantly simple but then ultimately it manages to work on so many different levels.</span><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">(3) I understand I say I play 'breaks/electro' or 'techno' or 'drum and bass'. Within these are so many more substyles and it's these substyles that many DJs for so long have restricted themselves to playing. Even when playing the broader styles I will often include a drum'n'bass track in a breaks set, or an electro track in a techno set. It's the way I've always played and always will but you have to take into account want the crowd wants - say at a drum'n'bass gig they probably won't be interested if you suddenly drop Depeche Mode in there! </span></span>Jamie Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16094643234423126934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981873623636288027.post-76250303445196623612009-02-20T21:32:00.005+00:002009-02-20T21:40:11.517+00:00Radio SiZG<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">This week has been an empty one musically, primarily because I have a feeling some pikey student nabbed my earphones at the Warwick Economics Summit. Either that or the pixies snuck into the lecture theatre and swiped them from wherever I stupidly left them. Ergo, work and the commute were silent, except for the hot girl on the bus giving an ear full to some inept delivery company who couldn't find the Chemisty building - you go girl! - until she finished the call by putting on her sunglasses. On the bus. Posing cow.<br /><br />Anyway.<br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 127, 255);">HOME</span><br /></span><span>Pink Floyd - Piper at the Gates of Dawn<br />Commix - Fabric Live<br />The Heritage Orchestra - The Heritage Orchestra<br />Paul Woolford and Howie B - DJ [Mag] Face Off<br />Rui Da Silva - International DJ [Mag] Allstars</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span>Jamie Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16094643234423126934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981873623636288027.post-89801077364945864992009-02-20T21:19:00.004+00:002009-02-20T21:32:13.936+00:00Some quick scribblings on copyright<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Copyright has been in the news quite a bit this past week. First of all, the <a href="http://www.billboard.biz/bbbiz/content_display/industry/e3i7aabd374e1b54f1648f7d5cc43a01fde">EU approved extending the period of copyright protection</a> for musicians. Then internet users around the world embraced a self-imposed blackout out of solidarity with <a href="http://creativefreedom.org.nz/blackout.html">campaigners in New Zealand</a> fighting a proposed law that would make it possible to sever the internet connections of people accused of breaching copyright. That is, merely accused, not actually found guilty. And in the meantime, Swedish based BitTorrent tracker, Pirate Bay, are <a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/technology/2009/feb/14/pirate-bay-trial">in court fighting a lawsuit</a> brought against them by the music industry for copyright infringement.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">My personal feelings regarding copyright have always been a bit ambiguous. First of all, I actually like to physically own an album on vinyl or CD. I like the designs, I like the sleeve notes and all the imagery and really appreciate it when musicians put effort into the album beyond the actual music. For me, an album is a wider entity, a display of emotions and ideas that extends beyond the simple collection of tracks that it’s reduced to when put into digital format. That’s not to say I only believe an album can exist in a tangible form. I actually believe it’s ultimately somewhat intangible, but all the accompanying non-musical artistic work help reinforce the spirit of the album.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Secondly, as a DJ who uses Serato ScratchLive, I want only decent quality digital formats and also owing to my eclectic tastes the best place to find the tunes I want, in high quality, is often in the online record stores. And further to this, as a DJ who has often been paid for his sets in clubs, playing other people’s music, I only feel right to plough that money back into other artists, by paying for their tracks. Therefore, I’ve never felt the need to download illegally or obtain copies and thus find myself well and truly in the whole copyright quagmire. To really affirm my opinions on the subject I do need to read into it more, which I am currently doing. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I know enough though, that I believe music, like all the arts, should be shared with the world. Therefore I find copyright laws inherently repressive and counterproductive to the true purpose of music, which is to inspire, instil hope, enliven and empathise with people’s emotions. I very much want to get into producing music, once I have the time, and when I complete my first production I’ll be happy to share it for free with the world. However, I recognise the fact that for somebody who goes into the music business full time they have to be compensated in some way for this devotion of their time, hence payment is necessary, but still the prevailing ethos behind music should be that it is made to be enjoyed and shared, not profited from. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Which is why I find the news from the European Union that they are to extend copyright protection from 50 to 95 years utterly ridiculous. The main thrust of the argument appears to be that musicians should profit from their early work when they need it most, in their later years. If that’s the case, then why can’t it be applied to many other jobs? Why can’t the brickie profit from the house he built fifty years ago? Why can’t the cosmetic surgeon profit from the tit job he did last century? They then contradict this argument by going on to state that copyright protection for music written by collaborative artists will extend to 70 years beyond the DEATH of the last surviving author. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Although I am undecided about copyright laws in general, particularly with my eagerness to reconcile the right to share and build upon art with the right of the artist to be compensated, at the moment I believe that if they must exist, it should be for no more than ten years and I’m inclined to think maybe even less. This is to allow the musicians to benefit upon immediate production and dissemination of their work, as we all do, but after that make it beneficial to the wider community by making it free to the world. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Hence, my opinion on the Pirate Bay trial is somewhat undecided. I support their case in as much as I can see all they do is simply facilitate filesharing. They don’t physically copy files or force people to share them - they’re no more than a lighthouse guiding ships in the dark and this is why <a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/technology/2009/feb/17/pirate-bay-internet">the prosecution have dropped half their charges</a>. I’m not yet ready to jump headlong into the huge wave of anti-copyright support that backs Piracy Bay, but I do have a longstanding hatred of the major record companies and such bodies as the International Federation of the Phonographic Industry, as I put forward in <a href="http://sexinzerogravity.blogspot.com/2008/12/license-to-thrill-revoked.html">my post last year</a> about the ProDub licence for DJs in the UK. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The industry is well known for being fiercely out of touch with reality in the digital age. Although <a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/media/pda/2009/feb/17/netmusic-digitalmusic">a recent survey</a> from Marrakesh records and Human Capital showed many young people feel music should be free, half have still paid for a download and 70% paid for a CD, indicating to some extent that young people will still pay for their music. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Most interesting was that those surveyed “felt £6.58 is a fair price for CD album, but that a downloaded album should be just £3.91 and a single 39p” – a lot cheaper than what we currently pay online and reflective of the groundswell of opinion I’ve sensed for a few years, that people don’t mind paying for music, but it should be cheaper. Unfortunately, the industry appears deaf to such a general consensus and is determined to squeeze every last penny out of the consumer, standing in the way of any real debate on reforming copyright laws. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">An argument I put forward against the ProDub licence was that it seemed to me to be the act of a blinded, stubborn buffoon of an industry that had been losing the fight against piracy for years. So in order to recoup some of their losses, they looked for easy targets. Ordinary people downloading music at home are hard to pin down whereas DJs playing off laptop are clearly playing other people’s music and are easy to back into a corner by introducing a mandatory licence and forcing venues to make sure they only book DJs that hold one. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The Piracy Bay lawsuit seems to be a similar tactic. Target those who are easy to find and continue to completely ignore the overwhelming general consensus that music is too expensive. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">And finally, the Guilt Upon Accusation law in New Zealand which will force ISPs to break the internet connection of those simply only accused of copyright infringement, not actually found guilty in a court of law. This is another example of governments bowing to pressure from the media industry rather than taking it upon themselves to have a serious discussion of copyright laws that are quite clearly out of touch with the digital world and the vast number of people that are a part of it.<br /><br />+ + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + +<br /><br />These are just some brief thoughts that I shall return to within the next week, stay tuned and feel free to leave any comments.<br /></span><br /></span>Jamie Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16094643234423126934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981873623636288027.post-86184822339588814552009-02-16T21:36:00.002+00:002009-02-16T21:40:31.857+00:00Commix - FabricLive 44Commix step up to the plate to deliver the latest mix in the Fabric series, an intricately thought out collection of dark, trippy drum’n’bass that harks back to the jungle days of yore and often throws forward to some of the more futuristic sounds of the scene today. It’s a bit of a slow burner, the first half of the mix a bit plodding with not much variation in the break; much like background deebee if such a thing exists. <br /><br />Not until D-Bridge’s remix of their own ‘Belleview’ do things get a bit more spicy, with a tough, growling bassline and future funk bleeps turning the mix in a direction lot more inviting of the listener that weaves between breakbeat science, dubby liquid and the more experimental sounds associated with Commix. Yet as soon as things get going it all unravels, albeit rather elegantly. Breakage’s ‘Old School Ting’ is nothing more than a death throe before two Instra:mental twenty-first century takes on jungle sandwich Photek’s timeless ‘Yendi’. <br /><br />It’s technically flawless making for a fluid mix but it never quite gets out of the starting blocks or raises its game. The final coupling is probably the highlight of the mix but comes at the end of a relatively uninspiring effort. It’s the perfect soundtrack to a long night time drive with nothing but the open road and open mind to think about, but in the comfort of your own home it fails to illuminate much.Jamie Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16094643234423126934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981873623636288027.post-190696037925628702009-02-13T13:49:00.001+00:002009-02-13T13:52:09.217+00:00Radio SiZG<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Where did my week go? It's all a hazy memory punctuated by filming the former governor of Hong Kong and current Chancellor of Oxford University, Lord Patten, another boring international friendly and a tipsy trip to <a href="http://birmingham.twestival.com/">Brumtwestival</a>. So much for bashing out a couple of reviews and a piece on ecstacy declassification. Hopefully, some remnant of my to do list will be winging its way forth on Sunday although my immediate schedule for the weekend is no less relenting. (<a href="http://www.warwickeconomicssummit.co.uk/">Warwick Economics Summit</a>, if you're interested.)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Once again, a new Jitterbug mixtape (for submission to <a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewProfile&friendID=115999625">Woolfire Festival</a>) is on the backburner but with the near future a little less cluttered I'll cook something up soon. In the meantime, here's what's been rocking my world this past week. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 127, 255);">WORK</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Dave Clarke Essential Mix</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Akiko Kiyama (Fabric Recording)</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Steve Reich - Different Lines/Electric Counterpoint</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Daedelus - Love To Make Music To</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Soil & Pimp Sessions - Planet Pimp</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 127, 255);">COMMUTE</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">DJ Format - If You Can't Join Them, Beat Them</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The Clash - Essential Clash</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The Mars Volta - Amputechture </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">King of Leon - Aha Shake Heartbreak</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The Velvet Underground & Nico - The Velvet Underground & Nico</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 127, 255);">HOME</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Sub Club: 20 Years of Underground</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Ellen Allien - Fabric 34</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">(err that's about it at home, again, I've barely registered at my abode this week)</span></span>Jamie Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16094643234423126934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981873623636288027.post-37196041131584533212009-02-11T18:35:00.000+00:002009-02-11T18:47:08.397+00:00A Skillz Mix<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Here's a link to a tasty </span><a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/b3vqxf">one hour mix</a><span style="font-family:verdana;"> from Finger Lickin' darling, A Skillz. Of course, nothing comes for free, they want you to vote him Best DJ in the upcoming <a href="http://www.breakspoll.com/">Breakspoll</a> awards but I'll leave that to you to decide. I don't dabble in awards ceremonies...</span></span>Jamie Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16094643234423126934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981873623636288027.post-85754555969003284342009-02-10T13:05:00.000+00:002009-02-11T20:29:54.134+00:00Sex in Zero Gravity<a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-00035721725614304978 visible" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/NT3xJJnRfzU&hl=en&fs=1"></a><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NT3xJJnRfzU&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NT3xJJnRfzU&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >So I've relaunched. The old blog has gone. I wasn't happy with the name as I'd stolen it from what can best be described as a 'user generated' clubnight run by a music messageboard I had no particular input to, so I've stolen a new name for myself.<br /><br />Sex in Zero Gravity by The Martian is an early 00s techno tune that I completely adore; a true testament to the spirit of techno to produce emotive music using them soulless machines. I've never been in space and can't imagine I'll ever get round to having a nosey up there but sex in zero gravity sounds like a fantastic past time and when I get lost in the groove in some dark, sweaty club or gig venue, the wave of euphoria that washes over me is probably what cosmic copulation feels like, hence the name for the blog.<br /><br />I've migrated some of the content from my old blog, which you can see below and intend to add to it with more album reviews, gig reviews (focused on the Midlands) and more opinion, as well as a weekly list of what's been hurtling down my ear canal. On top of this I'll be making a concerted effort to keep track of the glorification of drugs in the music press. Drug use is part and parcel of the dance scene and I personally hold no beef against those who indulge, but the media have a responsibility when it comes to drug use and I'll be keeping a close eye on the way it's portrayed.<br /><br />This design isn't final, there'll be a few tweaks, but have to thank <a href="http://www.wordle.net/">Wordle.net</a> for the banner and Drew Mallins for taking the picture of me in the student union a couple of years ago.<br /><br />Stay tuned. </span>Jamie Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16094643234423126934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981873623636288027.post-47029137168758361652009-02-01T21:26:00.000+00:002009-02-09T21:29:36.841+00:00Live @ The Kasbah<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">It’s been a while since I saw some live guitar based music and being new to Coventry I thought it best if I got myself down to The Kasbah, the city’s leading venue, for a night of local bands. First to take the spotlight were </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 127, 255);"><a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewProfile&friendID=148761114">Momma’s in the Kitchen</a></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"> and I wasn’t quite sure what to expect when they first took to the stage. The drummer was sporting an extreme version of that horrendous indie hairdo I like to call the ‘negative fringe’. You know the one, short on top, long on the sides, bit like a bowl cut gone wrong then to top it off they’ve lopped away a perfect square from the front so they can see where they’re going. This guy’s face frame was so long he looked like an ironed spaniel, whilst the lead singer looked like Russell Brand had been fucked in the ass by a Christian rocker and was considering singing about Jesus on the back of a truck like that really weird bit in Vanishing Point. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">But let me not judge a book by its cover. They were actually rather good, defying the above mentioned indie-Jesus-rock soundclash their style suggested (hang on, isn’t that Kings of Leon?) to play some rather funky blues that hinted at The Who in places. The instrumental tunes were nicely arranged but the bassist sounded like he had stiff fingers; rather than driving the rhythm he was playing catch up most of the time and the odd occasion the lead guitarist pitched in with backing vocals I couldn’t help comparing his voice to George Dawes in Shooting Stars. And why a band from Coventry sang about the Mississippi Delta I’ve no idea, there’s plenty to inspire a blues band in Cov isn’t there? </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Next up were </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 127, 255);"><a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendID=283189350">The Illchemists</a></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">, quite a fitting name as they take different sounds and mix them together with the eccentricity of an old English quack to produce some jolly spiffing musical gold. I have to say I wasn’t impressed when the lead singer turned up on stage wearing Wayfarers though (indoors! ffs!) Musically, they’re a riot, a bit hard to describe but rather like Das Wanderlust doing ska covers of The Raconteurs, a little bit everywhere yet quintessentially English; Blackpool organs and Coventry two-tone blazing through the melee. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Unfortunately, lyrically they leave a lot to be desired. Repeating the title of a 60s B-movie over and over again a good song it does not make. Well done, you know your exploitation movies, get over it, superstar prat Paul Oakenfold already namechecked that film a couple of years ago (Faster Pussycat! Kill Kill!) Most of their other lyrics I couldn’t make out but one song seemed to be inspired by Patrick MacGoohan in The Prisoner, something about not being a number but it was really rather monotonous and hackneyed and easily forgettable, which is a shame because their music is great fun and really gets the old plates of meat moving.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Finally, the stage was swamped by </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 127, 255);"><a href="http://www.myspace.com/thebellowsmusic">The Bellows</a></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">, an eight piece ensemble with an equally large ensemble of instruments. Acoustic and electric guitars, bass, drums, tambourine, trumpet, clarinet, megaphone, one of them mini-keyboards you blow into, I think there was a banjo in there too and a short arse brunette who wasn’t quite sure what to do with herself, all got a look in. It made for a wonderful eclecticism, going a bit hillbilly ho-down here, a bit of ska there, the tiniest smidgen of Santana somewhere else, all underpinned by a good old folky feel good sound. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">It was a bit disappointing that the lead singer chose to sing in a vaguely American accent – when will British bands just be proud of where they’re from? Unless of course he is American in which case I apologise profusely – but as the set progressed and the (bizarre as it sounds) folk cuts became that little bit more effervescent it was hard not to get swept away by all their energy, which actually seemed rather effortless. On another night when they’re in fifth gear their wall of sound would probably be more like a bulldozer, but it’ll come with time and they proved a great way to finish the night.</span><br /></span>Jamie Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16094643234423126934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981873623636288027.post-16000994269451022362009-01-31T21:14:00.001+00:002009-02-27T13:16:04.403+00:00The Charlotte: Just not cool?<p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" >So The Charlotte in Leicester may have closed its doors for the last time after the venue ceased trading and called in administrators. The licensee pulled the plug after it no longer became financially viable to keep it running, because of a fall in numbers so I’ve been reliably informed. The venue owners, Punch Taverns, have expressed their interest in keeping it open as a live venue but are yet to make any decision.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style=""><br /><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" >It’s a place I hold dear in my heart, where many a good night was had in the company of some fantastic acts and people. It’s a venue that needs no introduction, having been right at the centre of Leicester’s music scene for many a year – if you come from the area and don’t know The Charlotte, quite frankly you don’t know about music.<span style=""> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p><br /></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" >The fact that it doesn’t require an introduction is indicative of how engrained in the Leicester scene this great venue is. I frequented it many a time but actually have little idea of its history. All I know is that when I arrived in Leicester it was The Charlotte that people talked about in the bars and online, like they were talking about an old friend and that's how I soon came to view it too. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p><br /></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" >It doesn’t boast about itself or its history, its flyers are simple monochrome jobs listing upcoming gigs and its website is pretty prehistoric. It doesn’t have to come to the fan because the fan goes to it, a strange kind of relationship in today’s market driven music industry and as such you kind of take the place for granted. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" >It simply exists and you subconsciously check out what’s happening there because with near daily gigs there is always something to suit your tastes. I’ve heard ska, dub, breakbeat, hip-hop, indie, drum’n’bass, math-rock, punk, prog, blues, a whole lot more and also probably missed God knows what else.<span style=""> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" >This is why it is so loved, because it gives everything and everyone a chance to be heard. The likes of Oasis and Radiohead all played here in their formative years and many of those bands have returned since making it big – there’s not many venues where superstars can share the stage with first timers. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" >Musically, I live by a general rule of thumb, that the rawer the venue, the better it is. Nowadays too much comes in a sterile, soulless veneer that doesn’t really let the music breathe. The Charlotte delightfully ignores all this for a filth ridden shell and nothing more. It’s just beautifully simple. Everything inside is painted black, no doubt to hide the filth, there’s no shiny plastic or fancy sound system, the crowd are crammed into a low ceiling room and bands have to squeeze all their equipment on a stage right next to the women’s toilet. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" >On a busy night The Charlotte absolutely rocks. It’s a claustrophobic’s worst nightmare, being stood shoulder to shoulder in a touchy feely, boiler room atmosphere. Before the smoking ban you could barely breathe at times and on busy nights there’d be beer everywhere. As for the toilets, they’re undoubtedly disgusting. I lost track of how often the men’s sink was blocked with vomit or I had to trudge through piss, but I wouldn’t change it for the world. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" >The Leicester music scene without The Charlotte is like The Beatles minus Lennon. It’s a place where being cool counts for nothing, unlike many other venues in Leicester and further afield it’s all about the music and the connection between fans and the artists. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" >Note how I’ve talked about it in the present tense. It may have ‘ceased trading’ but so do banks on bank holidays, hell, even some Tescos cease trading on Christmas Day. There’s hope yet that it will reopen, although with little being heard it’s only a faint glimmer of hope we can see, because maybe within its success lies the problem. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" >Because it’s a place where cool doesn’t exist, it’s no longer a cool venue and today, nothing seems to matter in music more than being cool, especially amongst the youth in Leicester. Although there is a bubbling house and techno scene in the city, the more serious stuff shall we say, few young student types bother. Instead, they’re attracted to the electro and ‘urban’ spectrum, which to be fair is producing some cracking music but is unfortunately overshadowed by a crowd obsessed with being cool and being seen at particular venues and events. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" >It’s a trend I’ve noticed more generally in dance music mainly, where my heart lies the most. Dance music culture always seems to be plagued by trends. And I mean cultural trends as opposed to musical trends. I started DJing towards the end of the superclub era, when a clubbers backlash against being force-fed the same music, same DJs week in, week out in the same superclubs at the same super expensive prices ushered in a new era that returned to the underground. This soon morphed into a more welcome and open minded view of what is acceptable for DJs to play, leading to somewhat more ‘eclectic’ sets and music policies in the clubs. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" >Today, the prevailing trend seems to be about being cool. Coolness has always existed but now in Leicester particularly it appears more prominent than ever before. Everyone has suddenly become shallow. Before, going to a club was about enjoying the music and having fun regardless of any other expectations; simply being oneself. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" >Now we see people wearing ridiculous outfits and adopting equally ridiculous personas in a blatantly transparent effort to draw attention to themselves, indulging in cocaine and mandy to achieve parity with their pickled peers whilst enslaved by scenes which are incredibly cliquey and/or image centric such as Justice and their whole live bollocks; a snapshot of youth culture so brilliantly predicted by Chris Morris’ Nathan Barley a few years ago.<span style=""> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" >It first hit home at a gig at The Charlotte about 18 months ago, where two cunts in front of me sporting shades with floppy fringes and a wardrobe straight out of Shoreditch spent the entire gig photographing each other poncing around the dancefloor. They clearly had no desire to pay any attention but simply record their time at the gig, no doubt for the benefit of their Facebook friends to coo over them seeing whichever band it was playing that night. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" >Point is, it was completely out of place at The Charlotte, because The Charlotte isn’t a ‘cool’ place. Ironically, it actually is cool, probably the coolest venue in town because it doesn’t in fact try to be cool, a fact that is lost on these drug addled prats who share more in common with a Topman mannequin than an actual cognitive being.<span style=""> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" >Rather, in Leicester, the ‘in’ place to be has shifted. Weekend revellers must now go somewhere the rest of the ‘in’ crowd end up, which tends to be Sophbeck and Superfly or </span><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" >occasionally </span><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" > Esko. Everything seems to gravitate towards the shit infested Sophbeck. Even many ‘genuine’ music fans have been sucked in by its inexplicable allure, either fully converting to the cool or at least embracing their inner sheep, flocking to Sophbeck where the cool runs riot and the dancefloor is populated by the kind of people who thought Nathan Barley was actually a documentary. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" >Unfortunately for The Charlotte, this means that many people now forgo the smaller gigs from local or lesser known bands for a night getting trolleyed with their fellow cunts at Sophbeck. Apart from the bigger gigs from the bigger bands, it would seem people have forgotten The Charlotte, which can’t even think about diversifying because of the monopoly on cool held by Sophbeck and Superfly further in town, not that it should have to.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" >Leicester is in thrall of image and being known. In a way it’s too small for its own good as access to the inner circles of the trend set (an overstatement since they do little of anything original) is easy if one if willing to divulge oneself of any facet of a personality, thus perpetuating the cool zeitgeist and sucking the lifeblood from the young scene. This is by no means an all encompassing reason for the decline of The Charlotte, but I reckon it can explain a lot and quite frankly – it’s saddening.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" >Fair enough, the sound and facilities in The Charlotte aren’t top notch and I don’t want to sound like I’m clinging to tradition and shying away from innovation, but there’s nothing wrong with a little bit of filth now and then. Sometimes all music needs is a space for people to come together and enjoy the beats and bass and riffs and hooks and forget about everything else, just let the music do the talking and provide a blank canvas for personalities to meet and clash and spark off each other like the crowds in The Charlotte used to, which unfortunately seems to be an ideal antithetical to what much of Leicester craves today.<o:p></o:p></span></p>Jamie Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16094643234423126934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981873623636288027.post-78452615016696989142009-01-30T21:13:00.000+00:002009-02-09T21:33:39.264+00:00Radio SiZG<span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: #007FFF;">WORK</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Craig Richards Essential Mix, June 2004</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Anja Schneider (Fabric recording)</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Hipp-E & Halo (Fabric recording)</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Chet Baker - Chet Baker Ensemble </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Miles Davis - Kind of Blue </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: #007FFF;">COMMUTE</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The Mars Volta - Amputechture</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Captain Beefheart - The Best of... The Liberty and Virgin Years</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">RJD2 - Deadringer</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Jurassic 5 - Jurassic 5</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The Flaming Lips - Transmissions from the Satellite Heart</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: #007FFF;">HOME</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The Grateful Dead - American Beauty</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Fabric 44 - John Tejada</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Fabric 40 - Mark Farina</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">(it's been a rather quiet one at home this week...)</span>Jamie Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16094643234423126934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981873623636288027.post-10799256304529098892009-01-15T13:11:00.000+00:002009-02-09T21:12:47.445+00:00John TejadaThere often comes a time in them debauched nights out when the last jot of energy simply drains from your body and even the most hardened of hedonists resort to autopilot. With some luck, any DJ worth his salt will tone down proceedings and slip into ‘recharge batteries mode’ forsaking the bangin’ choons for something a little more soporific, which is where this John Tejada mix excels. Conjuring up a late, late, late, late night mix of Detroit influenced dark and dreamy techno, Tejada’s selection adroitly keeps the body bumping. The mix begins with the ominous beats and bass of Dave Hughes’ ‘Let’s Do It’ but it proves to be a false start as the slow burning ‘Kamm’ by Pigon wades in to the mix. Tejada then returns to squeeze out the last few drops of energy from the dancefloor before settling into a deep groove that characterises the rest of the mix, proving his DJing nous by occasionally lifting things a little with such gems as the prowling, guttural acid bassline of Alex Cortez’s ‘Phlogiston EP’. Like the knowing nudge from a smiling friend in the deepest, darkest hours of the morning when the buzz is wearing off but the beats keep rolling, Orbital’s timeless ‘Fahrenheit 303’ is a welcome left-turn before the groove returns and slowly winds down into the almost trance like conclusion of Plaid’s remix of LJ Kruzer. Alongside Arian Leviste, John Tejada has forged a well established career headlining techno clubs around the world, but on this occasion Tejada has crafted a mix tailor made to the end of the night when the superstar jocks have hobbled off and only the die hard saunter on into the dawn light. The only downside is that it isn’t any longer.<br /><br />4/5Jamie Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16094643234423126934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981873623636288027.post-70003759324935646372008-12-17T21:06:00.000+00:002009-02-09T21:11:13.417+00:00Evil Nine Interview<span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">So Evil Nine will be playing at Superfly on New Year's Eve - here's an interview I did with half of the outfit last time they played in Leicester, two years ago:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">For someone who cuts such a slight figure, it’s hard to believe Tom Beaufoy is one half of Evil Nine, a production outfit responsible for producing some of the most perverse and snarling breakbeats in recent years, and a DJ duo capable of destroying dancefloors around the world with their filthy electro-charged party sets.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Alongside Pat Pardy, their productions have mixed low slung breaks, growling guitars and insanely catchy raps from the likes of Aesop Rock and Juice Aleem to devastating effect, sounding like nothing else in the world of dance music.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">They also recently released a Fabric mix CD, taking in the rocky aspects of their own productions and combining it with some of the most exciting electro around to wallop the listener around the head and leave you begging for more.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Despite this clear musical diversity, they’re commonly associated with the breakbeat scene, after all it was fellow Brighton resident Adam Freeland who first signed them to his Marine Parade label, but Tom doesn’t consider themselves as breaks DJs.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">“What people class as breakbeat isn’t what I really thought of it when I started getting into it. Id play a bit of electro, a bit of techno… I’d just take wicked tunes from different areas. At the beginning it seemed like it embodied all those qualities and it doesn’t necessarily do that anymore but our philosophy is still the same.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">“DJs I always loved when I grew up were people like Laurent Garnier, who used to take you into different areas and it was exciting when he dropped something unexpected and I like that kind of DJing, a bit haphazard and all over the place.”</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Unlike many big name DJs who claim to be eclectic, Evil Nine quite evidently are, with a background and taste in music that's quite encyclopaedic.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">“I like all kinds of music and I think all kinds of music have something to offer you. Every kind of music influences us because we listen to so much of it such as The Cure, Joy Division, Queens of the Stone Age, Nirvana, Pixies… I even like folk music!”</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">It’s all these influences that help them come up with such tunes as ‘Crooked’ and ‘Pearl Shot’, which on paper shouldn’t work but somehow their evil fingers work miracles in the studio. Earlier this year they took this brand of rock influenced dance music to the festivals, including a little known appearance at Leeds in August, the memory of which visibly excites Tom.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">“We played in the Duracell tent and that actually was amazing, just crazy, that was the only thing that was open on the whole site that night and it was just rammed and they were all so young, just kids and they were screaming and chanting, it was just mad!”</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">The small but loud Duracell tent was one of the highlights of Leeds festival this year, with the breaks and electro DJs going down well with the traditional rock crowd and Krafty Kuts played a blinding set to an equally packed arena the next evening.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Although this particular gig seems to rank quite highly with Tom, it turns out they’ve played even better ones on their travels around the world. Tom’s face lights up further: “There’s obviously been a few amazing times we’ve played and different countries do different things.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">“We played an incredible gig in Hong Kong seven stories up in this apartment building overlooking the whole city and we had about 700 Chinese people singing the words to ‘Crooked’.”</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">So we’ve established that their musical influences are far ranging and their touring habits are equally varied, but just where does that name come from?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">“To be honest it doesn’t come from anywhere,” says Tom. “It’s just a name that Pat thought up and I said yes. We need a name for a demo and it’s lucky because we were gonna call ourselves DJ Wheels and Cheekomendoza, which isn’t quite as catchy!” Quite…</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">“People have theories but the real answer is there is no reason. At one point Adam [Freeland] thought it might alienate people but I think once people start liking your music the name transcends the meaning anyway.”</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Whatever they had called themselves, their music would have found its way into our world eventually and one must thank Adam Freeland for finding them when he did.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">New album "They Live" is out now. I'll review it soon as I get my pesky hands on it..</span>Jamie Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16094643234423126934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981873623636288027.post-23857259571373957942008-12-15T21:00:00.000+00:002009-02-09T21:06:26.152+00:00License to Thrill (Revoked)<p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;">Tucked away in the corner of the latest edition of iDJ magazine is a little article about the latest music licence to be lobbed in the direction of DJs. The Mechanical Copyright Protection Society (MCPS), who represent musicians, introduced the Professional Dubbing Licence in July this year to scrounge more money from the poor DJ.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><span style="font-size:10;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;">The £250 annual licence is aimed at DJs who use copies or recordings of music taken from vinyl or CD, such as laptop/virtual vinyl DJs like myself, or people who have made copies of CDs to use on CD decks, <b>even if this music has been purchased legally</b>. MCPS have declared their intentions to come down hard on venues who book DJs not registered with ProDub, a move which threatens the health of the scene if you ask me.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;">MCPS business director, Neil Jones, told iDJ: “We are keen to educate venue owners about ProDub and ask for their help in regulating unprofessional and illegal copying activity. The primary responsibility lies with the DJ or the entertainer to purchase the ProDub Licence, but venue owners should be aware of the potential implications for their business. Penalties for venues could include fines, court appearances or having their entertainment licences revoked.”<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;">A similar licence already exists for ‘digital DJs’, the PPL, which venue owners and event promoters are also legally required to own if they are to play music. However, this only covered the playing of music and not the copying, or ‘format shift’ of music, hence the introduction of ProDub. Things are a little unclear but I think ProDub has effectively replaced PPL for the individual by including it within the remit of the ProDub licence.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;">So take myself for example. I rip a lot of music from my CD collection to use with Serato Scratch Live, and eventually I want to convert all my vinyl to MP3/Wav for use with my laptop. If I want to then play in a venue with this music I have to purchase this ridiculous licence for the privilege of playing to a crowd, even though I’ve already purchased and paid for this music through legal means. And as for promo music that I receive for free, I still have to pay for the licence. I can’t even record a mixtape for friends, promoters and venues without requiring ProDub.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;">Now, I’m sorry, but this is completely and utterly fucking ridiculous. I don’t download illegally, I pay for all my music, so why should I have to pay further? For a superstar DJ £250 is nothing, but for people just starting out, beginners, students, people on low incomes, people who only get the odd gig etc. it’s a lot of money and an unnecessary and immoral barrier to doing something you love.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;">As for venue owners, they now have to be diligent about who they book to perform, and could be prevented from booking an excellent performer simply because they don’t have the necessary paperwork and are afraid of legal repercussions. And what about open deck nights or DJ tournaments, where many shy DJs are tempted out of their bedrooms for the first time and a lot of talent is unearthed?<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;">The whole debate about paying for music is a contentious one. I’ve always believed recorded music should be available to all. Music is made to be shared, not to make money. Musicians should make their money from performing live, which after all, is where music is from. Music existed long before the studio, and I have a personal distaste for bands who overproduce their music but are actually shit live, like Foals. When Hot Chip cancelled their Leicester gig earlier this year because they had studio time booked, I lost a hell of a lot of respect for them and the wounds still haven’t healed.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;">But I find myself in a tricky position of being a DJ, playing mainly electronic music that is created on computers that can’t be performed live, and that I actually profit from. Combined with the need for good quality, this is why I always pay for downloads that I use as a DJ. Which is why it irks me so that for me to play out legally in bars, clubs, even house parties, I need this ProDub licence. I’ve purchased my music legally, I’ve given the artists a fee, why should I pay anymore?<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;">It struck me as strange when I bought my first record and it had the whole bumf about ‘unauthorised public performance and broadcasting is prohibited’ emblazoned on the sleeve. Surely that’s the point of us DJs buying the records in the first place? To play the damned thing to an audience! Back then and for decades before, I’m certain DJs and other performers were using records that were protected by copyright laws, but no self-appointed society were chasing them up on licence fees for the privilege of sharing the music.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;">When PPL was introduced, their business affairs man Peter Leatham even had the gall to say: “At the end of the day you don't have to DJ using a laptop, if it’s not worth your while spending the £200 then don't do it.” And according to iDJ, the new licence only came into being because research showed DJs were using more music copied from vinyl and CDs. This just shows how profit driven and out of touch the MCPS and their PPL friends really are. If I want to DJ using a laptop, I should be allowed to do so without also having to buy the right to do so. Again, I’ve legally paid for my music, fuck off with your demands for more money!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;">It’s a joke, a restriction on my freedom to DJ, and a threat to the smaller scenes. Despite this licence being unrealistically enforceable - do MCPS really have the manpower and resources to check every single event in the country, whether each performer is licensed, and to subsequently take any action against those that aren’t? – there will still be many venues prosecuted whilst others get away scot free, not to mention many more afraid of possible action who will refuse to book unlicensed acts who realistically can’t actually afford the licence.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:10;">Personally, I’ll be fucked if I’m paying for it - the MCPS and PPL can shove ProDub up their arses.<o:p></o:p></span></p>Jamie Potterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16094643234423126934noreply@blogger.com0