Monday, February 19, 2007

TWO PAGANS CLASH

John Eden (UNCARVED) and Paul Meme (SHARDS) are having a soundclash, to establish who's the better DJ. Fancy that! I got a call from Eden recently, begging me to lend him my copy of the class-A grimoire How To Be A Disc Jockey by David See - he's obviously taking this one seriously. However, I loathe cheats, so I refused.

At the same time, both John and Paul have apparently been charging sigils in advance of the contest! Boys, boys - when will you learn, WITCHCRAFT KILLS? But no, don't heed me, I'm probably some sort of 'square' just because I don't want to end up gibbering in a psychiatric unit, mind and body destroyed by the effects of playing with magic for kicks! No, that's right, you go ahead.

Ignore me. Ignore Susan, 20, who sigilised for her boyfriend to take her out for a meal in the West End, instead of staying at home with a Chinese and a DVD. Susan got her big night out - she also got possessed by Pan, and is currently strapped to a rubber mattress with barely qualified brain surgeons wiggling blunt scalpels around in her cerebrum.

Ignore Gulam, 23. This young man had a bright, promising future as a trainee lawyer. Unfortunately, he was also gullible -he trusted his friends when they told him "everyone's casting sigils", "magic is cool". I suppose it was really "cool" when his parents were informed that their gifted, talented son had ended up running around Victoria Station naked, smeared in excrement, glue and feathers, declaring himself to be the Birdman of Burnt Oak Broadway!

Ignore that 'old man' in the rocking chair. He looks 90 - but he's actually 15. Just one sigil for a place on his school's football team was all it took. He won't even be getting a place on the local bowls team now!

Ignore Kim, 22. She was a wild at heart artist. She had a thirst for excess. She wanted to test the limits of human experience. She cast a sigil to make a splash for herself in the Shoreditch art scene - the firemen who arrived on the scene couldn't work out how she'd managed to get her entire body into the sandwich toaster.

Ignore Miko - what a cunt! Who's buying his fucking records? Estate agents? Is it YOU? ARE YOU ONE OF THEM?

Anyway, who's going to win this clash? Eden or Meme? I emailed reggae writer DAVE STELFOX to get his opinion. He generously replied, and his verdict appears below.



Dave Stelfox, left.

JOHN EDEN - Standing at 6 ft 7, and with a pedigree of mixes to his name, John Eden is a man feared and respected by the online soundclash community.

An avowed Satanist, John's previous mix stats stand as follows: M-17 / T-22 (no drop) / S-28, and he has a crossfader handicap of 16.

However, John has been troubled by RSI of late, and it will be interesting to see whether his wrists can take the pace. He'll certainly need them if he's to flick between the LOW CUT switch on Channel 1 and the MID CUT on Channel 2. I once saw David Rodigan DJ with a sprained wrist, and he found it easier to switch Channel 2 to Channel 3. Perhaps John will adopt this tactic.

Overall, I think he has a fair chance if he leaves the Culture Club singles alone and gets a lot of practice in. Perhaps his daughter could provide a 'helping hand'. I would give him odds of THREE TO ONE.

PAUL MEME

Paul Meme came to prominence at the 1988 Frinton-on-Sea Northern Soul Weekender Amateur DJ contest, where he came a relatively impressive third. Encouraged by the kind words of the other two competitors, he has gone on to create a series of online mixes, including 'Brixton Bass Pressure', copies of which I believe he should have sent to the person who 'writes' Beyond the Implode blog.

Paul has a crossfader handicap of 9 - interestingly, this is only a point lower than his 2004 rating. His previous mix stats are M-20 / T-20 (MIDI advantage) / S-23.

A controversial figure, Paul has the potential to win this clash. However, he is prone to fits of violent rage, and there's the distinct possibility that in the run-up to creating his mix, should he 'lose the plot' if someone rattles their shopping basket against his in Waitrose, this could severely affect his performance, and lead to what Penny Reel once labelled "a pile of shit" as a mix. I give him odds of TWO TO ONE.


Well, cheers Dave. I would continue this post but I've decided to go and have a fag instead. See yers////
Comments:
I myself have had some unfortunate occurences with the supernatural. After hearing that Morrissey song 'Ouija Board, Ouija Board', I bought one from the corner shop. The spirit I ended up contacting happened to be a Deleuzian academic who'd died in a car-crash. He got halfway through writing his thesis on that fucking board before I cut him off. I then proceeded to slash myself up. Not for any supernatural reason, just because Morrissey had started up again.

Good to see soundclashes are still so well-contested. Hope there's bloodshed.
 
Sadly, there might not be as much bloodshed as we'd all like. I'm trying to persuade them to ramp up their game to the mild-explosive-in-a-jiffy-bag stage, but I don't think they're that interested. I think they want the music to do the talking - BORING!
 
last thing i heard was that Doppelganger and Gutta were having a breakdance, er, 'burn' after tea on Sunday (apparently this is the end-game in a brutal CD vs Vinyl debate that's been raging for centuries between them...) - there's conflict in the air...
 
Don't take this the wrong way Loki, but I've always wondered what it'd be like if you took part in a drinking clash with Simon Reynolds. Just try to hold this thought - him looking askance at a pint of scrumpy, and saying "Can I switch to wine please?"
 
everyone drinks me under the table (sometimes I start under there, just to avoid the slide) - normally 2 gins and I'm away, Dad-dancing and by the 4th I turn into that 4 light-sabre'd robot general from Star Wars just after he's had his arse kicked... (ah, it wasn't always this way...)

I'd take all comers on at magic mushroom truffles with salvia chasers though...
 
don't know how else to say this... but i've been listening to can since 14 (24 now) and i finally made something i think is good enough. and i figured you might dig it.

it's here: http://tago-mago.net/music.htm

remixes of the streets, marvin gaye, mos def, b-52's, cocteau twins, more

hope you like it

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The "Eardrums shall fail" blog said:

"Remixing is raised to art status when you give new life to music, any type of music. To see potential in a boring cut, to push the envelope all the way to different galaxies, to let your mind wander where the original intention left off - all this presumes passion and marquees lighting up over your head as opposed to a mere lightbulb. A writer, most of the time, is a passionate reader first and a remixer of words second. Tago-Mago does that with music. I may not like each and every track but that would be a strange and new feeling anyway. Rarely have I heard a reinvention of music I was, or thought I was, familiar with, in such unexpected ways. His major influence is Can, and the mixes are inspired by a variety of hip hop and electronica artists."



http://eashfa.wordpress.com/2007/02/24/pusherman-tago-mago/
 
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