what was that Faith thing? A booth not a stage
Pretty much that, yes
Don’t think I ever worked out where the DJ booth was in Turnmills
At venues like 333 i had absolutely no idea who or where the dj was. It never even crossed my banjaxed mind to find out. I loved walking into a club and completely getting immersed and meeting people. My old flatmate did a monthly ressie at AKA for 2 years and i lived for that night. They had Holroyd, Allen, Brewster down before i’d ever heard of them but it didn’t matter who was on because you just trusted the party and the punters to make it happen.
Sign of a good club design
Long one but worth the read, very sad what has happened to Kanye (& the house!)
A DIY handbook?
a few recent political and music blogs that caught my eye:
Unlike normal revolutionaries, the Trumpist revolutionaries risk nothing. If their gambit succeeds, then they overturn the Constitutional order. And if it fails? They go back to their boats, and trucks, and good-paying jobs, and iPhones.
People mistakenly classify all Italian-made disco productions as “italo disco”. There’s Italian disco in the 1970s that is clearly inspired by American funk and soul productions, the experimental “proto” italo disco from the early 80s, and then the “peak”, hyper-commercial italo disco from the mid-80s onward.
Cameron Carr on making music without looking for success
The problem is a lack of a word to describe my relationship to music and its making. I’m as much an amateur as before, but there’s a difference in aspirations. I do still have dreams some nights after spending time with a guitar in my hands, but I don’t see my future revolving around music anymore
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Aaronovitch on the idiocy on both the left and right
and an older one from David Quantick about accidentally sitting on a train to E Sussex with Macca.
The eye contact is significant: once, while drunk, I asked Cliff Richard for his autograph and he signed it while looking at someone else
Chee Shimizu is a killer DJ too if you get a chance to see him.
where Ibiza, Glastonbury, ticket touting and Tory sleaze all intersect
Woah, that Italo blog is quite the find. Thanks.
I too have been on a train with Sir Paul and one day I’ll tell all
There’s a whole series. One on starting a business is quite good.
Is that Do: Disrupt? I think I have that one. The one that really hit home was called Do: Improvise. A brilliant treatise about the art of letting go.
It’s really quite something - would recommend for anyone who is contemplating burying someone at some point (as we all will, probably).
And yes, apparently you don’t need any kind of license or qualification to be an undertaker, you just do it. I mean, if you want to.