Autumn Vodka Bobble...

...Just got home from seeing Hush Arbors play a sublime set at "In The Pines" in the Kings Cross area. I don't get out much these days so this was a real sunday afternoon treat, choc full of sunday roast vegtables and resonant hums, in a rain soaked late October autumn London. Captured beautifully here by the insanely talented Barnpaulsic. The new album on Ecstatic Peace is a real dark horse, that could possibly slip into my top 10 albums of the year.
Autumn
Vodka
Bobble...

Basement Watch...

God I love instore performances... I'm not talking major record store events, I'm talking about the hidden, out of the way smaller affairs that take place with twenty or so people crammed into a tiny space... where everybody is gagging with an intense love for the drone/electronics/music whatever you want to call it.
Cramming for soundwaves I call it.
I have just witnessed one of these gatherings... where a profound, densely layered, aural blitz was conjured up by Vodka Soap (Spencer Clark of Skaters fame) and Family Battle Snake
in my favourite basement seventh heaven that is Second Layer Records. This is as close as I'll ever get to the musical 'happenings' that seem to happen every other day in the Northampton/Easthampton MA orbit that I admire from afar via the internet. There is something so inspiring about sharing music in this way... It has nothing to do with money or fashion or record label bullshit.
These tiny jewels are where it's at.

Oxygen canister...

...So I encountered a real bonafide explosion the other day at work. Glass shattered, the structure of the building shifted... the core of my body realigned itself, my face cringed at the impact. The strange thing is that the actual seismic reaction was really rather beautiful... bladder relieving, terrifying, but still beautiful at the same time. For hours afterward I replayed the scene in my head over and over again, play, pause, stop, rewind.