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Saturday, August 26, 2006

LISTENING SINCE THE PREVIOUS POST:

BLACK DICE- 'BEACHES AND CANYONS'
THE GOSSIP- 'STANDING IN THE WAY OF CONTROL'
EWAN PEARSON- 'DECEMBER MIX'
JOHN TEJADA- 'THE END OF IT ALL'
STEADYCAM- 'KIDNEY ISSUES
V/A -'KOMPAKT TOTAL 7'
MR OIZO- 'LAST NIGHT A DJ KILLED MY DOG'
JUNIOR BOYS- 'SO THIS IS GOODBYE'
GANG GANG DANCE- 'GOD'S MONEY'
NERVOUS RECORDS- 'ON THE UP '94' COMPILATION
V/A -'EYE OF THE TIGER VOL.1 MIXTAPE'
SLEW DEM CREW RINSE SET.
LUCIANO- 'LIVE AT 10 DAYS OFF' SET
GET LOADED, CLAPHAM COMMON

as i step out of my flat, the sound of 'get loaded', the corporate-festival shindig on clapham common is in the air. it sounds like a million people cheering to a drum solo, but i hope that's not what it is.
as i pass the site, which takes up most of the common, just about all i can see over the security fence are those massive inflatable pills on top of the ubiquitous Herbal High stall. those stalls really fuck me off. if yr going to do drugs, at least have the grace to do it properly.

most of clapham seems to be on a permanent gap year, and Get Loaded brings them out in force. they all look like wind surfers. or may be scuba divers. watersports enthusiasts, at any rate. they wear big shorts. very big shorts. and they have hair like adverts.
now i'm tired of misanthropy (it's boring innit). the bill actually looks great- hot club + the slits + the buzzcocks. but as i walk past i decide to drown it all out by listening to ewan pearson's 'december mix'. i love ewan pearson's mixes. he has a taste so scarily, exactly similar to my own when it comes to dancefloor music that i wonder if we would dance in exactly the same way?
i'm going to see him at Cross Central tonight, so i'll watch him like a fucking hawk, and will get back to you with the answer.
'december mix' is much more hardcore than most of ewan pearson's selections. there's no fucking around with this one- he dives straight into boing-boing techy electro, huge + distorted kick drums ruling the place. but he manages to keep it fun, and just pleasantly silly...it's garish, cartoonish music, rather than sternly monochrome bosh.
when i'm feeling kind tomorrow, i'll put up a link to an mp3 to this set.

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some one down the road from me chucked out loads of CDs the other day by leaving them on the wall outside their house for neighbours and friends to take. what a lovely idea. most of it was utter dross- Mail on Sunday 'drivetime classics'...that sort of thing. but their was a little piece of gold hidden away amongst it all- a Mr Oizo album, 'last night a DJ killed my dog'.

mr oizo doesn't get the love he deserves, i think, not even after wiley's best efforts to buck the critical trend with 'flat derek'. it's the old Levi's-curse, i guess. and even now, it's difficult not to listen to music without thinking, at the back of yr mind, 'stiltskin, STILTSKIN!!!', like some horrible smell that just won't go away and ruins it all.
but the guy's been producing some of the best, most innovative house music around. in fact, it's difficult to think of some one so weird, so fiercely avant-gardey in places, who's also so impeccably pop. 'flat beat' is surely one of the weirdest number 1's ever- the most broken and fucked of all anthemic basslines, wobbling around in the gutter. towards the end of 'last night a dj killed my dog', mr oizo explodes into merzbow-ish noise, and it works. beautifully.

another thing i like about mr oizo is the whimsy of it all. i was anti-whimsy for quite a long time, scarred, perhaps, by some of the IDM that i used to listen to a few years back, and the backlash against all that stuff once i got into proper rave. but now i think i've got sufficient distance and (smiles) maturity to deal with a little whimsy now again. i no longer feel i have to prove my credentials by listening to either unself-conscious dance music, or dance music that knows how serious a deal it all is.

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