New tune is LARGE. Sounds like acid houser Manacles of Acid live mixed with rock bombaism.
http://thequietus.com/articles/18743-listen-new-nissenenmondai
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Dear friends (yeah really, one of those) I have become a women's wear designer for VIDA! http://shopvida.com/collections/voices/ ...
Thursday, 10 September 2015
Wednesday, 9 September 2015
SubVersion Stop 254: On the subject of Simon Reynolds...
SC thread lifesavers firefinga and Statto have been talking about the Energy Flash (released late 1990s) book refurbishment. It sounds good, in short. Meant to cover dubstep (still a bit Arnie-eurgh with me besides Actress, Burial, Zomby, Distance and Pinch) and EDM - which I'm commenting on in shorthand here since The Wire for October 2015 issue have EDM roots (electronic dance music, c'mon people, it just got anglicised = Americanised) on the cover. I'm not a massive keeper of hardcover books in my waking life, but I will be buying this. I'll report back later with a post edit.
(I will also be picking up a copy of Statto's SV reviewed The Sex Revolts on Joy Press from 2012).
(I will also be picking up a copy of Statto's SV reviewed The Sex Revolts on Joy Press from 2012).
Thursday, 30 July 2015
SubVersion Stop 253: A Film Review (And A Bloody Good Film At That)
#muttleyfilm The Voices (Ryan Reynolds, Gemma Arterton, et al., 2015)
Immediate thoughts: incredibly affecting biopic that takes in psychopathology in relation to paranoid schizophrenia.
In short: the easy choice is thr right choice.
I'm interested analysing psychopathy, being prone to psychopathy myself. And psychopathology - paths from the psyche, which takes in mindfulness - as less a severeance-rite.
For some, that's hells road. But for me, and a crucial backbencher ideologue of the film supports: "you're never alone". Health spreads out.
As Aristotle @DailyAristotle says (in an effected context):
As *some* of us know, me from reading Garrick Alder's 'Mind Bombs', "the majority of psychopaths are non-violent". "Some even work in offices" - see the film. "Like their cold-blooded counterparts, they are manipulative and controlling, lack emotional depth. In most respects they are to be seen as highly likely to succeed in corporate culture, where one person is just a cog in a bigger mechanism".
- But the reason ultimately that Ryan's character in the film doesn't succeed is because of complex aftercare from institutionalisation.
The rhizome (root) of all suffering can arise from childhood trauma; judge in the film for yourself. When we take indoctrination, in any field - say schizoaffective (me, and partially psychopathic) with voices I hear (partial guides, but not always) - truth is corrupt.
Thusly this film, beyond just a cheap horror flick archetype with a tacked on message, is multidimesionally revelatory because of surrealism.
Psychopathology is the ultimate subversion. It leads all places, takes no prisoners. Yet it wields the ultimate dogma: for people to become prisoners of their own minds.
Re: and conclusion: the easy choice in paranoid schizophrenia is driven by mindfulness, but this is only the connective. Thusly psychopathy.
Mick Buckingham
[Editor's note: I stumbled across this film in an EE and Wuaki.TV company partnership offer for £1 a film a week for EE customers. I watched it on my phone at a less WiFi traffic time (230pm) and got a non-buffering excellent film for the price of 700mb data (1h43m length).
https://uk.wuaki.tv/movies/the-voices
Immediate thoughts: incredibly affecting biopic that takes in psychopathology in relation to paranoid schizophrenia.
In short: the easy choice is thr right choice.
I'm interested analysing psychopathy, being prone to psychopathy myself. And psychopathology - paths from the psyche, which takes in mindfulness - as less a severeance-rite.
For some, that's hells road. But for me, and a crucial backbencher ideologue of the film supports: "you're never alone". Health spreads out.
As Aristotle
In medicine this [the good] is health; in strategy, victory; in architecture - a building- different things in different arts,
As *some* of us know, me from reading Garrick Alder's 'Mind Bombs', "the majority of psychopaths are non-violent". "Some even work in offices" - see the film. "Like their cold-blooded counterparts, they are manipulative and controlling, lack emotional depth. In most respects they are to be seen as highly likely to succeed in corporate culture, where one person is just a cog in a bigger mechanism".
- But the reason ultimately that Ryan's character in the film doesn't succeed is because of complex aftercare from institutionalisation.
The rhizome (root) of all suffering can arise from childhood trauma; judge in the film for yourself. When we take indoctrination, in any field - say schizoaffective (me, and partially psychopathic) with voices I hear (partial guides, but not always) - truth is corrupt.
Thusly this film, beyond just a cheap horror flick archetype with a tacked on message, is multidimesionally revelatory because of surrealism.
Psychopathology is the ultimate subversion. It leads all places, takes no prisoners. Yet it wields the ultimate dogma: for people to become prisoners of their own minds.
Re: and conclusion: the easy choice in paranoid schizophrenia is driven by mindfulness, but this is only the connective. Thusly psychopathy.
Mick Buckingham
[Editor's note: I stumbled across this film in an EE and Wuaki.TV company partnership offer for £1 a film a week for EE customers. I watched it on my phone at a less WiFi traffic time (230pm) and got a non-buffering excellent film for the price of 700mb data (1h43m length).
https://uk.wuaki.tv/movies/the-voices
Sunday, 7 June 2015
SubVersion Stop 252: Muttley - Black Stars [2008]
Muttley - Black Stars - July2008 Poem
However adept one is at painting black over white
The moon will tell you otherwise within time
And these stars have many layers on their sights
And this sky is a tapestry of picture-perfect
Whenever you're down sing a song for hope
Even if worrying seems like all you can do
Ruminating over past actions won't help
Even if it feels like all you can do
These bright lights are your decision
Words aren't always meant to be red
Sometimes we're all wandering towards what was unsaid
But whether there's fruit is anyone's guess.
Black stars are in your head and heart.
~ This is a sleight edit to what I wrote in a mental health outpatients department in 2008 when induced with symptoms of bipolar disorder and psychotic depression. It has stayed in the back of my mind all this time. It is one of the favourite poems I've written. I will adapt it into an intuitive song-based improvisation at some point, as well as a mixtape.
However adept one is at painting black over white
The moon will tell you otherwise within time
And these stars have many layers on their sights
And this sky is a tapestry of picture-perfect
Whenever you're down sing a song for hope
Even if worrying seems like all you can do
Ruminating over past actions won't help
Even if it feels like all you can do
These bright lights are your decision
Words aren't always meant to be red
Sometimes we're all wandering towards what was unsaid
But whether there's fruit is anyone's guess.
Black stars are in your head and heart.
~ This is a sleight edit to what I wrote in a mental health outpatients department in 2008 when induced with symptoms of bipolar disorder and psychotic depression. It has stayed in the back of my mind all this time. It is one of the favourite poems I've written. I will adapt it into an intuitive song-based improvisation at some point, as well as a mixtape.
Thursday, 23 April 2015
SubVersion Stop 251: Poem - Love's Blazing Trail 04.15
It was without seconds, yet with them
An eye of a needle broken in lightspeed
The brunt of a rhythm like a tension surge
Surging surreptitiously about the room.
These particles of air are like nebulae
Falling over each other in contortionism
Walking with two feet
In the same place
In the same step
Pattern
Patterns that radiate a cove of light.
It's loves blazing trail, a failed wound
Trips over it's two feet into the core
A heart beating in two rooms, two bodies
Yet as one, with all movement embodied.
Mick Buckingham
- Accompanying mixtape and free SoundCloud download to arrive shortly.
EDIT - actually 3 months later: https://soundcloud.com/subversion-2/loves-blazing-trail-mix-wwwsubvertcentralblogspotcouk
An eye of a needle broken in lightspeed
The brunt of a rhythm like a tension surge
Surging surreptitiously about the room.
These particles of air are like nebulae
Falling over each other in contortionism
Walking with two feet
In the same place
In the same step
Pattern
Patterns that radiate a cove of light.
It's loves blazing trail, a failed wound
Trips over it's two feet into the core
A heart beating in two rooms, two bodies
Yet as one, with all movement embodied.
Mick Buckingham
- Accompanying mixtape and free SoundCloud download to arrive shortly.
EDIT - actually 3 months later: https://soundcloud.com/subversion-2/loves-blazing-trail-mix-wwwsubvertcentralblogspotcouk
Tuesday, 17 March 2015
subversion stop 249=250 - subversion recommends muttley: uncertain things (muttley's 27th bday mix)
subversion stop 249=250 - subversion recommends muttley: uncertain things (muttley's 27th bday mix)
feat. altus, asc, vangelis, foci's left (fl), little red, slow club, seconds before awakening, sky residents
(enjoy & eschaton), fanu, simon bean, 36, eveson, grouper; 1h 15 minutes length.
feat. altus, asc, vangelis, foci's left (fl), little red, slow club, seconds before awakening, sky residents
(enjoy & eschaton), fanu, simon bean, 36, eveson, grouper; 1h 15 minutes length.
https://www.dropbox.com/s/tkwiw3zez098z40/Uncertain%20Things....mp3?dl=0
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poetry by muttley
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doctrine of unexpected endings and quelled finalism.
kicking a habit like the smoke was blown out of the room by a vaccum.
diarising over a point-free exponent of the mind.
missing the details where there should be cognition inside.
changing the format as if it were pepperspray across a restaurant table.
finding sinuous connections until we're rarely unable.
controlling uncertain things may be a doctrine of unexpected endings i find.
but it's another thing being just controlled by the tide...
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poetry by muttley
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doctrine of unexpected endings and quelled finalism.
kicking a habit like the smoke was blown out of the room by a vaccum.
diarising over a point-free exponent of the mind.
missing the details where there should be cognition inside.
changing the format as if it were pepperspray across a restaurant table.
finding sinuous connections until we're rarely unable.
controlling uncertain things may be a doctrine of unexpected endings i find.
but it's another thing being just controlled by the tide...
Sunday, 15 March 2015
SubVersion Stop 248: Audiograft Night 3 - [rout] ensemble feat. Jennifer Walshe, James Saunders, Felicity Ford @ Holywell Music Room, Oxford, 13.03.15
Audiograft's third event of 2015, organised by the
reliable Oxford Contemporary Music and featuring sonic art from Jennifer
Walshe, James Saunders, Felicity Ford and others, proves to be a
remarkable event even just three pieces in. The [rout] based collective
on display tonight forge new paths out of the finish Trevor Wishart, a
pioneer of the term 'sonic art', profligated since musique concrete made
headway from humble origins in the 1930s jazz destructuring, later
advanced by The Radiophonic Workshop.
Recorded by Wire mag types Resonance FM London, this gig makes an oblique statement early: is the room about to explode? Because here the pipe system of the Holywell has been modified to impression springing a multitude of audible leaks. It's engaging enough stuff on the surface - peppered with instrumental sprinklings - but it's the second piece for full group, a dilated worldview organism of a score, that strikes as a collapsing limb trying to admirably rebuild its core aesthetic.
After a segmented voice and movement piece at its best in choral/body matching tendencies, then a 10 minute interval, the amply attended gig takes on a tutorial pattern recognition exercise where chromatic scale is treated as a cornerstone to voice a dual idea from - "A, B, E" - "strum, strum, strum", combining the small acoustic guitar and extrapolative leanings in body direction. A gong-y double bass tone starts out a more moat-mouthed exponent of castle-like sound sculpture. The wailing violin sonar counterpointed with saxophone and Christopher Bissonnette-esque tribal gong sounds like the waves began to play their own tune. The prepared piano sidelines a melodic bridge in higher register, only to be a postcard sent from a forgotten land.
The last piece is testament to [rout] collective's vision - a fantastic old school drama with disharmonic piano and mournful strings, topped off by French vocals. Strangely, for all the craterous pacing, [rout] seem to have their roots in all adventurous places possible.
Mick Buckingham (www.kapsil.net/muttley / www.focisleft.bandcamp.com)
Recorded by Wire mag types Resonance FM London, this gig makes an oblique statement early: is the room about to explode? Because here the pipe system of the Holywell has been modified to impression springing a multitude of audible leaks. It's engaging enough stuff on the surface - peppered with instrumental sprinklings - but it's the second piece for full group, a dilated worldview organism of a score, that strikes as a collapsing limb trying to admirably rebuild its core aesthetic.
After a segmented voice and movement piece at its best in choral/body matching tendencies, then a 10 minute interval, the amply attended gig takes on a tutorial pattern recognition exercise where chromatic scale is treated as a cornerstone to voice a dual idea from - "A, B, E" - "strum, strum, strum", combining the small acoustic guitar and extrapolative leanings in body direction. A gong-y double bass tone starts out a more moat-mouthed exponent of castle-like sound sculpture. The wailing violin sonar counterpointed with saxophone and Christopher Bissonnette-esque tribal gong sounds like the waves began to play their own tune. The prepared piano sidelines a melodic bridge in higher register, only to be a postcard sent from a forgotten land.
The last piece is testament to [rout] collective's vision - a fantastic old school drama with disharmonic piano and mournful strings, topped off by French vocals. Strangely, for all the craterous pacing, [rout] seem to have their roots in all adventurous places possible.
Mick Buckingham (www.kapsil.net/muttley / www.focisleft.bandcamp.com)
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