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great punk/hardcore/sleaze band

Out of the lovely, non-existent municipality of Clinkskell in northern England comes the concept that is the Blank Workshop and its recording arm, Moon Wiring Club. Wedged into a tiny space in an already heavily-niched genre (suggested by postmodern DJ mixology and the recontextualizing of others´ work) , the Club has created its own hermetic "bakelite" world, lurid with the promises of mid-twentieth century modernity, living made easier by chemicals.

The website offers a virtual tour of this thoroughly modern town. This record, An Audience of Art Deco Eyes, purports to be a 1928 theatrical production of "electrical experimentation, British seaside concert-party music, uneasy conjuring and soft-shoe shuffle", whose reputation is more memorable than the actual music! As deftly as on the site, the compact disc artwork gathers fake ephemera from the era, adverts and programmes, even a review.

An Audience of Art Deco Eyes is all about nurturing an unabashed fondness for so-called "library music" - instructional records, sound effectery, plays on tape and early electronic music usually made for broadcast commercial purposes but recontextualized in a bizarre reimagining of rural Edwardian England. A further step into the "meta" is taken as the new soundworld "reads" like it is all being imagined by some visionary of that era, using that era´s frames of reference for dreaming about the future - an audio version of H.G. Wells´ "The Shape of Things to Come", if you will.

The music is haunting, amusing but never smart-alecky, sometimes strangely unsettling - I don´t know why - all keeping time to the beat of wonderfully diverse percussion.

A narrative voice near the start assumes the role of patriarchal storyteller with "Long ago, in this ancient and beautiful England...", whereupon Moon Wiring Club sets to work recapturing not only our own (partly-imagined) youth, innocence and guilelessness, but a whole generation´s, a whole nation´s.

http://www.blankworkshop.co.uk

BANG FACE 63 - BRING ON THE CLOWNS
Friday 9th January 2009

Official Neo-Rave celebrating the birth of the first modern circus on this day in 1768.

"The founder Philip Astley had a genius for trick riding.
He saw that trick riders received more attention from the crowds in Islington" :)

RAGGA TWINS - Live MC heroes Flinty Badman & Deman Rockers
LUKE VIBERT - Also performing with Ragga Twins playing rescued dubplates!
ALEX PATERSON (THE ORB) - Classic Orb Techno set
CURRENT VALUE - Apocalyptic German D&B
BOXCUTTER - Dubstep at its deepest
BELLADONNAKILLZ - Exclusive UK / Canadian rave breakcore
KRUMBLE - The disco breaker!
SHINRA - Live acid-electro techno
SAINT ACID & THE BANG FACE HARD CREW

9pm - 6am @ Electrowerkz, 7 Torrens Street, Islington, London EC1V 1NQ

£10 tickets:
http://www.ticketweb.co.uk/user/?region=gb_london&query=detail&event=301851
24 HOUR TEL: 08700 600 100 / In Shops: Sister Ray (Soho), Phonica (Soho)

RAVE THEME: Come dressed as clowns, acrobats, jugglers and trained animals.

HYPE: http://www.bangface.com
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BANG FACE - THE WEEKENDER 2
24-26 April 2009 @ Camber Sands Holiday Park

HYPE & TICKETS: http://www.bangfaceweekender.com
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BANG FACE - A Neo-Rave Explosion of Acid, Jungle, Rave Hardcore,
Drum & Bass, Breakcore, Dubstep, Techno and Abstract Dance.

thanks

wery nice single

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Immersion
Thursday 12 February 2009
19:00 - 23:00.
Cost: FREE entry

Information/website:
http://www.immersionclub.tk

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The Flea-Pit
49 Columbia Road
London
E2 7RG
020 7033 9986

http://www.thefleapit.com/

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Description:

Experimental electronics, noise, tones/drones and pulses/rhythms, partnered by cutting edge projected art visuals - all processed live.

Artists featured:

ABKomm // dialog // EQ-AV // Funkturm // FZV // Gagarin

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gently shakes fist and nods in agreement

Just bought it on iTunes, most definitely worth $9.99. Go buy it now!

With the end of yet another year approaching and christmas on it’s way it seemed criminal not to organise a celebratory night of house, techno and general wrongness!
To that end we have a found a nice down to earth basement in Dalston / Stokey where we can all go and get merried up for one more session before the year is over.

Music on the night will be courtesy of the run and After-Dinner residents who will be spinning a mixture of house, dub, techno and minimal with a couple of live sets from the mighty J-Lab and Alex Fisher (best live house set we’ve heard all year – on nothing but hardware!!).

So, we’re keeping it easy for this one – easy on the travel and easy on the wallet – £3 b4 midnight and £5 therafter!

Line-up:

• Alex Fisher [live] (After-Dinner)
• J-Lab [live] (After-Dinner, Netaudio London)
• Chris Box (runsounds, rungrooves, Netaudio London)
• Russ Skellon (runsounds, Motronic)
• Andi Sparks (After-Dinner, Netaudio London)
• Spatial (Infrasonics, Netaudio London)

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* 10pm – 6am
* 66 Stoke Newington Road, London N16 7XB
* £3 b4 midnight / £5 after

See you there!

::: http://www.runsounds.com ::: http://www.after-dinner.net :::

Two Canadian sasquatches in the small but dense and fierce woods of abstract electronics come to blows. While Aidan Baker is a downright collaboration slut, having already recorded numerous duets with the likes of Matt Borghi, Fear Falls Burning, and Ultra Milkmaids (as well as being one half of the band Nadja), Fantasma Parastasie is somewhat surprisingly Tim Hecker´s loss of collaborative virginity. I express surprise due to the fact that for some years now, he has been receiving nothing but plaudits from both critics and fellow musicians around the globe.

"Phantom on a Pedastal" unleashes the duo as twin mad scientists barely in control of incomprehensible amounts of electric power crackling between the two in Hecker´s Montreal studio. An anti-church organ tries to batter its way through the static, but is beaten back down. In contrast, "Hymn to the Idea of Night" comes across like a sweet melody borne on a summer breeze, before the even gentler drizzle of "Auditory Spirits" floats by on the wings of plucked strings and ends so very angelically - before opening the door to the harsher "Gallery of the Invisible Woman", where metal riffs are ground down until pulverized by machine-gun fire distortion, while a lone guitar loops like a vulture circling overhead, observing the macabre slaughter.

"Dream of the Nightmare" opens a sacral, if not comforting space which in fact proves to be a chasm without sides and without end, frighteningly cavernous. For the good of our souls, Baker and Hecker end the proceedings with a soothing organ coda, the title track.

Absolutely one of the year´s best collaborations.

http://www.alien8recordings.com

Gotta buy this.

"C Sharp Blues" is an exploration of "violinness". After the deceptive tinkling of a wind chime, one of the members of the North Gambier Amateur Bowers Society begins plucking a simple melody on the strings of his violin before drawing his bow across them, sliding up and down in a manner likely to cause seasickness, and is soon joined by a mass of fellow fiddlers, all following his lead with slight variations of their own.

Soon, amplified and affected with delay pedals, an impenetrable wall of increasingly dark and distorted drone is raised before the listener. And just keeps increasing in strength and sheer power until it devolves upon itself and after a few more tinkles in the wind, returns to the silence from whence it came.

The NGABS is either led or imagined by Australian sound artist and art prankster Cameron Wood. Is this really a group with an undetermined number of members founded by one James Caird, or Wood himself manifoldly dubbed? Hard to determine which. A clipping by purported zine journalist Arthur Shackleton describes visiting the "band" in Mount Gambier and listening to them record this epic.

Whatever the case, it works; and Wood has also has released a number of other ideas on the handier three-inch format, including "Keep Breathing in a Cave", looped ambient guitar which is lightweight, sparklingly refreshing, and not unlike the groudbreaking "(No Pussyfooting)" experiments of Fripp and Eno without the heavy handedness. Also an untitled treated piano piece of singular loveliness.

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Prank? Dadaist commentary on other recordings of empty spaces? Two wasted hours of my life I will never get back?

Punctuated by the regular "click" of an outmoded cassette tape recorder going round and round - whose tape hiss is all that is actually "recorded" - there is as good as nothing going on, and I mean that in every acoustic sense.

Around the thirty-five minute mark of the first disc, some movement and conversation is heard in the murky background, and a tambourine is picked up and tested. Similar through-the-wall sounds can be heard around the forty-five minute mark of the second. Yes, it´s a two-CD set! The third of three two-CD sets which all sound the same.

The next best thing to not being there.

Luckily, I was proof-reading while listening, so the two hours were not entirely wasted.

http://www.gruenrekorder.de

Alio Die works more often than not with collaborators who share his aesthetic sense as well as nationality. In this way, and by giving them equal billing, he and his label Hic Sunt Leones provide an invaluable showcase where the rest of the world can discover a whole slew of relatively unknown ambient artists from Italy.

It is also interesting, as we watch the mature Alio Die´s career evolve, to see him relegate electronics to the back seat, increasingly choosing instead to generate his drones and soundscapes with acoustic instruments.

This album is a cross between a kind of pan-global ethnic sound - all those wind instruments - and an almost sacral, late Medieval feeling - had he been born five hundred years ago, Alio Die would no doubt have composed for the church.

Luciano Daini´s cello lends the title track an essential focal point to an otherwise abstract setting that sounds like things quietly falling apart, or gently being pulled apart by angels. Of course the end of any one era means the beginning of another - by the time we reach this point on the album, we´re still only a third of the way through.

The next phase of the album is introduced with a whiff of Arabian "Desert´s Breath", which heralds "Il Volo Assunto", featuring the album´s most exquisite textures. While "L´Inequivocabile Quintessenza" rambles too much (ambient improv gone astray), the closing track "Nocturnal Solution" brings us in for a very soft and pleasant landing.