Monday, August 29, 2011

Glorious Gibberish

Writing this piece immediately puts me in mind of those Bing adverts that were on British TV not so long ago. In case you're not aware of them, they start off with someone asking someone else an innocent enough question which exponentially mutates until the person asking for information has far too much to deal with and not necessarily the answer they wanted when they began. This is an obvious criticism of Google and its (over) efficiency. Acknowledging its own inferiority, albeit in a roundabout way, is the only weapon Bing has. It'll never be as good as Google, but is its admission of defeat one which is borne of rigour or a lack thereof?

I suppose the reason I began writing this post is because of a feeling that's crept up on me recently regarding the intellectual regard that some artists are held in over others. Subjectivity is at stake here as I feel it is under attack from those who use it as an arbitrary weapon when it best suits them. I'm not taking aim at anyone particularly here rather, like nearly everything on this blog, a nebulous feeling that I'm becoming more aware of recently. Hype and bullshit will always be around, there will always be stuff in vogue. I just find it difficult to comprehend why certain parties always feel threatened by this.

At the risk of repeating myself, we're currently standing at a very large crossroads regarding edm. Never before, except at the birth of house and techno, as well as whatever passed for "rave" at the arse end of the 1980s, have styles intersected and cross-pollinated in quite the way they are doing right now. The commercial and the contrived haven't had such a good chance for ages for passing themselves off as something credible. The entrepreneurial end of things has also generated a stand-off of sorts with a reasonable body of DJs, who were once artists but have now started sucking Satan's cock (some of them anyway), generating a lot of antipathy between themselves and what they stand for, and the critical voice.

What they stand for is partying, hedonism and self-consciousness. But it's only accessible to a relative few. They've got their drugs and they're not worried about you. They survive on inflated door and bar prices which keep things sweet for themselves and their mates while those who can't afford to follow them around the globe don't notice the elitism too much, unless they're mingers or not wearing a wide-necked t-shirt or a pair of oversized sunglasses. You can argue that it's always been like this; what's changed though is the level of commerciality that prevails. The underground is being promoted as a healthy alternative as never before, so it's timely that I've just come across Legowelt's 'The Teac Life' album, which is being promoted as a free download. Check out the press release:


Welcome to "THE TEAC LIFE", This album is free to download and distribute.

Its got a hella lot deep tape saturated forest-techno tracks on it and when I say Techno i dont mean that boooooooooooring
contemporary shit they call techno nowadays with overrated tallentless pretentious douchebag cunt DJs playing a few
halfassed dumb mongo beats and being all arty fartsy about it.

I am talking about: Raw as fuck autistic Star Trek 1987- Misty Forests- X-FILES,- DETROIT unicorn futurism made on cheap ass
digital & analog crap synthesizers recorded in a ragtag bedroom studio on a TEAC VHX cassettedeck in DOLBY C with an
unintelligible yet soulfull vivacity.

if you like it you can donate some $ or Euros, Any donation small or large is appreciated u can paypal to: so I can buy more crap synthesizers to make stuff like this and repair my Roland Juno 106 which stopped
working during the recording of this album...probably cause this shit is tooo deep and it just can't handle it.

1 - The Nightwind
2 - Half Moon 106
3 - The Soul of a City
4 - Forest Conditioner
5 - Metro Airport
6 - Moonmist
7 - Beyond ur Self
8 - Wherever we go
9 - Mystery Cruising
10 - Can U feel the other side of ur soul
11 - Dolphin Day 1992
12 - Dare to Dream
13 - Encounter at Farpoint
14 - U can fly away from the hood

Regards and god bless,


(C)2011 all rights reserved by Legowelt

God knows who he's got an axe to grind with . . .but I don't have anyone specifically in my sights, rather the prevalent attitude of today's mainstream which, more than ever before, is hell-bent on assimilation for the sole reason of endless product placement and diluted Grandpa In My Pocket sunny side up idyllic living by the seaside bullshit. The very reason why the riots started earlier this month. Anyway, I digress. From tomorrow I will be publishing random lists of those who are "doing it for me" at the moment. This twaddle will be continued asap, but not now as I'm about to eat a boeuf bourguignon . . .at the end of August . . . a meal which is best enjoyed with the wind howling and the snow falling.

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