Burmese trance dance rave. Non stop bangers. I miss Sublime Frequencies.
In Burma, many people believe in ghost spirits called NATs. They are said to possess the power to assist or devastate the lives of those who recognize them. A PWE is a ceremony held to appease a Nat.
Pwes are arranged daily throughout Burma for many purposes including the achievement of success in business, a happy marriage, or improving oneās health. A Nat is summoned through a Kadaw; the flamboyant and charismatic master of the Pwe dressed in elegant costume. The Kadaw is a spirit medium, dancer, storyteller, and magician who exposes the crowd to a living incarnation of the Nat brought forth through opening ritual and careful observance of tradition.
Many of the Kadaws are male crossdressers performing the role of female Nats. Audience participants are often ecstatic, spontaneously launching into trance as the Nat spirit possesses their bodies while the melodically ornamental and thundering sound of the Nat Pwe orchestra plays on as perhaps the last, great unknown musical juggernaut existing anywhere.
Since the 11th century, there have been 37 officially recognized Nats and every August, in the village of Taungbyon, there is a festival dedicated to two of them. This festival is one of the greatest spectacles on earth. At the peak of the Taungbyon celebration, there exists a vibe of mysterious, electric charm. What results is the magnetic, unexplainable concoction of conservative tradition, free expression, music, dance, spirit possession, and anomalous synchronicities of Burmaās Carnival of Spirit Soul
his enthusiasm is infectious and a fresh take
Life affirming stuff
New Order at their peak
Banging
First festival I ever went to, 16 yo, just left school and went with some mates cos it was a couple of miles away from where we all grew up.
Went in through a gap in the fence that my uncles, normally ticket touts, were āoverseeingā, I got in for freemans, my mates were charged a tenner for the privilege of my uncle holding the fence open for them.
Had no idea who Martin Hannett was at the time, the festival was a tribute from Factory to him after heād died earlier that year.
I remember watching De La Soul in the sunshine, A Rollerskating Jam Named Saturdays was a highlight, being bewildered by The Durutti Column, loving Electronic and being in the middle of the Happy Mondays crowd and being equally thrilled and scared as it churned and moved as one mass over the uneven park ground, thought I was gonna end up on the floor and walked all over by a million pairs of Kickers and Travel Fox.
Good times.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K6XiDub2Wc4
Kerri on fine fine formā¦
Nice, Survival Research Labs and Mutiod really put Burning Man into perspective. Too much perspective lol.
30 min doc about the Que Club in Birmingham, I spent many a lost night wandering around the many, many rooms and corridors. An amazing venue that doesnāt often get the props it deserves.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wfcS6I7D6jw&t=9s
We went to Renaissance 2 birthday the night some plonker set off tear gas early in the night.
Mesmerising, a master class from DJ Krush, I like the fact that I can follow what heās up to. Iām no DJ and when I watch something like Jeff Mills itās all very clever but Iāve no idea what heās up to. My simple brain can keep up with this
Edit: a friend once said to me you feel good music in your stomach and 33 mins in is one of those moments for me. A single note of Kemuri coming in and Iāve got that feeling.
Devastating version. Might have something in my eye
This film creeps up slowly and literally puts you through the wringer. Pitch perfect performances from both leads. I got through an entire box of autumnal shades.
Fantastic