Completely unspoiled by progress
Mar. 23rd, 2003 07:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hirezA splendid day. Ideal, in fact, for taking the pleasingly senic route from Pontypool to Bristol in a IIA lightweight and taking entirely childish pleasure in the 8-potted burble of the engine and shouting things like "Ha! Your car's only got half an engine!" at passing cars. Many of the roadsigns on what I guess was the route from the A38 to Aust and the Severn ferry are still the old black & white type with the reflective dots. Appropriate therefore, to be driving something equally anachronistic.
I'm oddly fascinated by the concept of familiar countryside with the motorways removed - as if one could peel back the layers of tarmac like onion skin and reveal the fifties beneath. Or maybe turn left instead of right and find oneself in an Avengers or Quatermass episode. It's almost as if the landscape you see from the motorway isn't real at all - it's just a backdrop painted to hide the real (and far more interesting) geography from the sort of people who use motorways.
Or maybe the exhaust was leaking.
[ 'Major Malfunction' has been (re?) released on CD by Cleopatra. Fuck me, but they've made a complete arse of the job. There's a sticker on the front that reads "From the producer of NIN's Pretty hate machine comes this classic slab of old-school industrial. Features Ministry's Al Jourgenson." (which it may or may not, his name's been badly biro'ed in on the end of the credits and it certainly wasn't there on the original vinyl) Whatever the hell you want to try and classify this fine record as, it certainly isn't 'industrial'. I've always classified Tackhead as dub/funk/metal, and I guess old-school hip-hop/electro should be taken as read, given the participants work on Tommy Boy and Sugarhill. Meanwhile, the tracks are in the wrong order and the mastering is... Questionable. I suppose I'd better continue searching for Power Inc III and the Live in Paris bootleg. It's still storming stuff, though. The ideal antidote when you've listened to far too much Whining Bloody Goth 'music' or Tuneless EBM Shouting or the Toytown Techno that is futurepop. ]
It's been a bit of a weekend: My brain still works. I can still get an idiot grin and a fine head-rush from a juggernaut techno track. It may well be that this goth/clubbing business is just... Uninteresting, and gets in the way of Proper Fun.
Confused. My old life, I think, has crept up behind me and gone "Boggler boggler!"
Which is odd. Integrate or destroy? Who the hell am I? What am I doing here? (Technology works)
I'm oddly fascinated by the concept of familiar countryside with the motorways removed - as if one could peel back the layers of tarmac like onion skin and reveal the fifties beneath. Or maybe turn left instead of right and find oneself in an Avengers or Quatermass episode. It's almost as if the landscape you see from the motorway isn't real at all - it's just a backdrop painted to hide the real (and far more interesting) geography from the sort of people who use motorways.
Or maybe the exhaust was leaking.
[ 'Major Malfunction' has been (re?) released on CD by Cleopatra. Fuck me, but they've made a complete arse of the job. There's a sticker on the front that reads "From the producer of NIN's Pretty hate machine comes this classic slab of old-school industrial. Features Ministry's Al Jourgenson." (which it may or may not, his name's been badly biro'ed in on the end of the credits and it certainly wasn't there on the original vinyl) Whatever the hell you want to try and classify this fine record as, it certainly isn't 'industrial'. I've always classified Tackhead as dub/funk/metal, and I guess old-school hip-hop/electro should be taken as read, given the participants work on Tommy Boy and Sugarhill. Meanwhile, the tracks are in the wrong order and the mastering is... Questionable. I suppose I'd better continue searching for Power Inc III and the Live in Paris bootleg. It's still storming stuff, though. The ideal antidote when you've listened to far too much Whining Bloody Goth 'music' or Tuneless EBM Shouting or the Toytown Techno that is futurepop. ]
It's been a bit of a weekend: My brain still works. I can still get an idiot grin and a fine head-rush from a juggernaut techno track. It may well be that this goth/clubbing business is just... Uninteresting, and gets in the way of Proper Fun.
Confused. My old life, I think, has crept up behind me and gone "Boggler boggler!"
Which is odd. Integrate or destroy? Who the hell am I? What am I doing here? (Technology works)
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Date: 2003-03-23 12:00 pm (UTC)too bad i won;t be at whitters ;/
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Date: 2003-03-23 02:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-03-23 03:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-03-24 01:46 am (UTC)I`m happier with the less funky stuff being classed as Industrial in an electro kind of way (proper electro, not VNV........)
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Date: 2003-03-24 05:35 am (UTC)In other news: Have Cleopatra even succeeded in releasing a CD under some semblance of order? IIRC none of the bladies LPs had any of the tracklists in the right order...
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Date: 2003-03-24 03:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-03-24 04:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-03-24 04:37 pm (UTC)(Beats me, but it was pulled at near-random from an O-S set, so...)
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Date: 2003-03-24 04:42 pm (UTC)