Make this the year YOU discover a new destination……. a film posted today….
Make this the year YOU discover a new destination……. a film posted today….
Woke up this morning feeling fine, well, actually, woke up in a reasonably good mood, punk rock football went went top of the league last night, the sun was almost out, the insects weren’t biting, the leeches and their meatheads off our backs for a couple of weeks, spring threatening to be somewhere near somewhere there in the polluted London air, minty green things correctly planted in my head. Actually the pollution wasn’t too too bad considering, almost possible to grab something near a breath before Jimmy C fired up. Woke up this morning feeling fine, time to get the coffee brewing and the paint flowing, and then I made the mistake of checking the Organ in-box, really should learn not to, it seldom throws up anything that really excites, more often that not it annoys. Follow the word of mouth, not the industry press releases….
The edge, there is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over. Why do you management and PR companies insist on trying to push us over the edge with your generic musical puss? Surely they know they’re doing nothing but wasting our time and yours? Do they feel a need to inflict bad music on humanity? Got an e.mail from some clueless management company this morning demanding a direct response from us along with the demand for some coverage for their latest “exciting punk rock signings”. E.mail went on to say ” I have recently taken on an incredible pop-rock/pop punk band from Nottingham” before the missive demanded we enthuse about said “incredible” band. Do these third division music business types not have eyes and ears?
Do they really think we want our days cluttered up by bands we’ve heard a million times already? As the good Doctor says, exciting music is a rare thing these days, and every glittering ounce of it should be cherished, hoarded, shared and worshiped, fondled like a priceless diamond. We surely have a duty to clear the puss out of the drain so the good music can flow, well he did ask for some feedback and a response, he did send it to a critic, he didn’t seem to care too much for the response, sent a volley back about how we knew nothing along with a bag of tot too wholesome thoughts about our publication and how he would never dream of listening to the radio show, which kind of has us wondering why he wanted coverage or airplay from us in the first place? I really don’t love the smell of stale bulshit in the morning and most of it does seem to flow from those who infest the lower rungs of the music industry Please stop cluttering up our day with this generic rule-obeying crap, why do so many many bands sound the same? Why the need to conform and blend in? Heavy metal bands, generic stencil artists with their Banksy dreams, so called pop-punk bands more interested in their hair-gel and their energy drink sponsorship than actually challenging us with their music, rule obeying street artists who bleat when someone else paints on their generic boredom, stop moaning about vandals via the tedium of social media, these things are mean to evolve. Punk pop? Phil Collins on a pogo stick would have more claim on the term punk rock… so Mr band manger pr person got his constructive feedback and it felt all the better to get it off chests…..
You wanted some feedback, well I have to say that over-produced far-toooooo-slick formulaic pop-music-by-numbers is about as far away from the notions of punk rock as you could possibly get! What the hell has gone wrong here!? They sound exactly like a million other faceless spineless gutless hair-gel style-over substance glossy magazine energy-drink-sponsored bands we’ve already heard far too many times. Go and beat them around their heads with their guitars and drum sticks, these people need help.. This is dreadful! I assume you’ve never read a copy of Organ, listened to the radio show or looked at the daily blog? If you had, you surely wouldn’t be insulting us with this generic tasteless soulless fast food cardboard! if you want to send us something, send us something challenging, not this compromised generic hairspray pop poop…. Have a nice day now….
THE AUDACIOUS ART EXPERIMENT PRESENTS: BLOOD SPORT + TRANS/HUMAN + SPANDRIL - “A triple-bill of artists on great Sheffield-basd label The Audacious Art Experiment featuring ‘aggro-beat’ three-piece Blood Sport, improv noise duo Trans/Human, and ambient drone artist Spandril”.
Blood Sport “formed in Sheffield in 2010, and ever since the trio have forged out arresting sound practices from within the cities hard working art/music community. The development is now at the stage of surge and attack, with the band’s blistering guitar dynamics & pointed lyrics shuddering and shimmering against the roughhoused techno gilded polyrhythms. For Blood Sport there is an uncountable urgency that pervades their tightly wound sound and all that surrounds and informs it”.
More of this kind of thing later, maybe?
So anyways, that was all the goating around in Chinatown, that, even by Organ standards, was an eventful week! If we wrote it down you wouldn’t believe it, “none of this could have happened, what a load of old porky pies” you would have exclaimed! It did all happen though, every bit of it, and spring feels extra good this year. Apparently this entry will be the 600th of this blog format, of course there was years of Organ before all this – not about the past though, been there done that, never trust a lawyer, it has never been about the past. Organ has always been about reflecting and covering what’s happening right here right now, and right here right now it is Dogs Legs, things found on Ello, Satin Peacocks, hanging around underground car parks in soho, wanting to break hearts, art tarts, and okay so the satin peacock was 1976 but Organ has always been about contradictions, that and the excitement of sharing art, music, under-culture, words, signposts, links, green astroturf, broken bits of frame and never ending a sentence when we should. Here’s something from 2012 that we heard this morning while poking around the internet with a stick, but first, here’s a photo of Dog Legs jumping….
Jumping is good, Dog Legs are good, mockingbirds are good, here then is something from 2012 “The Mister and Mockingbirds is my musical composition set to the sounds of mockingbirds and video of a plant mister. A pleasant moment in my backyard”.
“It was May 16, 2012, a Wednesday. The sun was shining directly into our backyard. That’s unusual except at this time of year as the sun journeys north to the spot at which it celebrates the solstice. The time was about 6:45pm. The sun was low on the horizon, moving down in the west to where, each evening, it celebrates another successful day. The sun, I guess, likes to party. And why not? Leslie was puttering in her “victory” garden (tomatoes and strawberries are very big this year) with Chowderhead following on her heels hoping she’ll throw the ball or rooting in the bushes hoping to catch a small furry creature or protecting us by barking at other dogs as they walk their owners on the other side of the fence, out on the street. I sat quietly on the patio watching the two of them. There was a slight breeze. Somewhere not far off and a little farther than that and again farther yet, a sequence of mockingbirds sang. Maybe they were trying to identify the limits of their individual tree domains. Or maybe that’s something mockingbirds just do. Read the rest of the story behind The Mister and Mockingbirds at Mixed Meters:
Mixed Meters:is the blog of “Avant music maker, obscure blogger, unpredictable picture taker:former Zappa sideman, surrealist fellow-traveller and 40-year Californian:apologetic Boomer:Late Riser” David Ocker
And exclaiming is so last year as well, or was it the year before? There’s a shop full of this old stuff you know? Did we mention the shop? What else are we going to do with old Freak Power records, mouths and last year’s exclamations and such? Shall we put some old Organs and the last of the Ditsy Scenes on sale there?
Organ is about now, about today’s “thing”, a “Thing of the Day” posted here every day new stuff.
New stuff from Brighton/London duo Dog Legs. The duo have their second gloriously raw EP out. “You gotttaaa hear it” they said, “Remember we got our awesome second Ep for sale!!! GOTTTAAA hear it, ear wormmmm earssss!”.
Them legs are right, the finest band with legs in in their name for ages and ages, The EP came out last week, but we were having the week from hell last week, we won though…. never put your trust in the damn Police, I mistakenly thought they were there for you and me.. Have some Dog Legs, you have to love the riotous fracturedness of those legs, you have to love their energy, the raw messy punk rock, the attitude – the creative do it yourself and make it happen attitude of Dog Legs, bet you wouldn’t catch Dog Legs down on the Brighton seafront yelling at seagulls. There should be laws about yelling at gulls, oafish behaviour…. here, have a taste of Dog Legs….
Now the idea of going to Bloodstock does not get anyone around here excited, but those of you who do get excited about such things will be as pleased as a seagull at a beach picnic to learn that the mighty Oaf have been added to the bill. Hang on, here’s some New England from ’78 while you ponder the Oaf, not the Deptford New England mind, I stuck my face on their album cover and no one ever noticed, the Deptford New England’s album cover, not the New England New England.
“Taking over the Sophie Stage at Bloodstock on Friday, are raucous Brighton noisemakers OAF. Chief bellower Dom Lawson exclaims, “We, the mighty OAF, are honoured and delighted to have been invited back to our favourite festival. If you saw us in 2013, please don’t hold that against us. Do come along and observe our ongoing descent into senility. If you haven’t seen us before, we’re like a middle-aged Royal Blood for people that don’t wet the bed (and with added swearing). This will be a splendid occasion and we’re tumescent with joy at the very thought of it. Cheers!” The band are currently writing their third album, set to be recorded later this year, and would like you know that this will be drummer Jim’s first BLOODSTOCK since his hip replacement. They’re not joking. Learn more about OAF And here’s a link to a helluva a band from 1976
That’s probably it, more tomorrow, maybe…. burning…. no time to proof read, places to be, you got the links, you proof read it.
Was it the year of the goat or the year of the sheep? Did the lamb lie down in Newport Place? The 2015 Chinese Open just happened, back to that glorious brutality and the red and grey of Q Park car park, back to Chinatown, Soho and the West End of London, back for another Chinese Open, the third, back for more. Was it good? You bet it was… “Right place, right time, right people” (Andrew Stys).
The first big London art event of year, and once again it ties in with the Chinese New Year. The year of the sheep (or is it the goat?) and the London art year both starting at the same time. The dragons are dancing, the streets are full, the fire-crackers cracking, well they were until the weather broke and the storm kicked in. We were underground though, down in the underground car park, no storm down underground, just lots of people, lots of echos, lots of art, lots of voices, tire marks, paintings and E-Types, sculptures and Triumphs, performance and Bentleys, a car park taken over to kick off the art year. Not sure how many artists were invited this year, over a hundred so were told, there’s a lot to explore in the stark light of level two and the dark depths of level seven. This year the Open is a one day affair, artists set up on Saturday night, car park gates open on Sunday, no cars allowed in today, just people on foot. A car park taken over from noon until six before the cars took over again…Painters, performers, video makers, photographers, sculptors, artists, all gathered together to kick off the new year….
““A historic third consecutive CHINESE OPEN reclaims the multi-storey car park on Newport Place in the heart of Soho, Chinatown. You are cordially invited to join us and celebrate the arrival of sheep in our midst. Initiated in 2013 by two London based artists Cedric Christie & Vanya Balogh this year’s exhibition will feature over 100 international artists who work in various media including performative, video and site specific sound installation. Entry is free and we open at 12 noon sharp. Soho will be closed down to traffic on the Sunday 22nd and we highly recommend a brisk walk to Chinatown to view this exquisite show presented in a unique setting”.
Was it good? Well here’s a flavour or two of the day, a bag a snap shots. Was it good? It was heartfelt, it was strong, it was a lot of artists doing a lot of individual things, a whole load of different things, diverse, heart and soul, it was a day alive with a “fantastic diverse mix of people and creativity”, an energetic exciting event, a car park bursting with art, with people, with something real, with something connecting something, connecting lots of things actually. Not everything worked, of course it didn’t, the claim everything was great would be wrong, more than enough of it was though, everybody who went (and a lot of people did) will have walked away with a head full of very strong highlights and names to explore a little more. This is not the place to pick out pieces or artists (Rebecca Fiener piece was powerfully moving though), there’s a set of photos there to explore. The 2015 Chinese Open was an exciting event, an event alive with art and people, and, yes, in amongst all the serious business of art and people, an event that was, more than ever this year, a lot of fun. Bring on 2015 then, the London art year has kicked off in rather fine style. Once again artists curating, organising and coming together, doing it themselves (ourselves), artists making things happen,… (sw)
Extremely saddened to hear about the passing of our good friend Paco. Paco was is and always will be one of ours People always say these things when someone goes and dies on us, but Paco really was one of the good guys, always there ready to stand next to you, always there to help, wanting to make things happen, set things up, get things going, a positive force and a powerhouse of drummer, a stalwart of the (south) London anarcho punk scene and bands such as Conflict, Experiment, Inner Terrestrials and more. Sad to hear the news, we’ll miss you Paco..
My all time favourite memory of the man is an Experiment gig in a South London pub where his band were trying to grab some air after a particularly fast song in a packed airless venue. Band look horrified as he yelled from the drum stool at the back to the “we’re playing this one at ramming speed, keep up you f**kers” before setting off again with the band trying to keep up. Paco lived for his drums, ramming speed was his thing, community was his thing, punk rock was his way of life, someone tried to take some Organ zines and tapes at a gig once, Paco was straight in there with a lecture on how that was not the way and how it was about community and people and.. Francisco ‘Paco’ Carreno, we’ll miss the big man, he was a real friend, he put time in, organised gigs, helped bands, squat gigs, if you were part of the London punk scene you knew Paco and considered him a friend, he was one of us… .
Marina Organ has loads of stories and fond memories, tales of touring Europe with Paco as singer in Experiment in the 90’s, we probably all have tales, Paco in the Cardiacs pond, jousting through Conflict interviews for Organ, that time at the Deptford Free festival when… and that gig at the Robey when. Sad to see you go big man, thanks for everything, we’ll miss you. No resting in peace, keep it all at ramming speed!
PACO, He showed the fight…… at ramming speed
CHINESE OPEN 2015 – An underground car park full of art while Chinatown celebrates outside, noon until 6pm, Sunday February 22nd 2015….
The London art scene has taken a little bit of time to wake up from the cold grey slumbers of winter. Sure, there’s been a commercial art fair or two, but really, art fairs don’t excite, art fairs there days are little more than visits to glorified branches of Ikea – safe, polite, sell, sell sell, money money money, art fairs are tedious, No no no, cattle market art fairs won’t do,, left field underground events in car parks is what we want, event alive with art and excitement, with risk takers, with contradictions, with something a little more that salesroom
Last year car parks were the thing, the car park was the place to be, that Car Park on the dock at Folkestone, that one in Liverpool, that Art Car Boot Fair in Brick Lane, the We Could Not Agree show (in the multi-storey in Cavendish Square, just off Oxford Street in London’s West End). The We Could Not Agree show that most seem to agree was the highlight of Frieze week last year, check out the video, it will give you a flavour of what to expect this Sunday, and of course last year’s excitement started with the 2014 Chinese Open, here we g oagain then, 2015 starts here, happy new year…
And so, Soho is the place to be this Sunday, Soho is the place, Chinatown to be exact, Q park underground car park and the now annual (can we call it annual? These things should never be taken for granted) Chinese Open. Once more, artists, mostly London-based artists, have been invited, a car park floor full of artists, actually two floors this year, a whole two floors of brutalist underground car park full of exciting art, artists selected by the three curators – Vanya Balogh, Geoffrey Leong and Pascal Rousson, a car park full of contemporary artists, painters, sculptors, performance arists and more, artists currently working in our capital city.
All happening in an underground multi-storey car park in Chinatown, all happening at Q PARK, 20 Newport Place, Soho, Central London, WC2H 7PR. Right smack band in the middle of Chinatown, the Chinese New Year celebrations and all the dancing dragons and fire crackers, the colour and the party on the street outside. 2015 Chinese Year of The Sheep (or the Goat if you prefer)
“The Sheep are among the animals that people like most. It is gentle and calm. Since ancient times people have learned to use its fleece to make writing brushes and skin to keep warm. As it is white, people describe delicate and precious white jade to be ‘suet jade’.Thus it is close to the meaning of good things.”
“A Historic 3rd Consecutive CHINESE OPEN reclaims the multi-storey car park on Newport Place in the heart of Soho, Chinatown. You are cordially invited to join us and celebrate the arrival of sheep in our midst. Initiated in 2013 by two London based artists Cedric Christie & Vanya Balogh this years exhibition will feature over 100 international artists who work in various media including performative, video and site specific sound installation. Entry is free and we open at 12 noon sharp. Soho will be closed down to traffic on the Sunday 22nd and we highly recommend a brisk walk to Chinatown to view this exquisite show presented in a unique setting”.
Further reading, details of the artists and a photo album of last year’s Chinese Open in the same space, via this orange link – ORGAN THING: The 2015 Chinese Open, where? When? Who? The Artists and…
The 2015 Chinese Open happens for one day only, open to everyone, just turn up and explore from 12 noon until 6pm at Q PARK, 20 Newport Place, Chinatown, Soho, Central London, WC2H 7PR
Would you miss this if it all stopped? Strange times, but would you even notice? Did, hang on, that rather fine panixpherey-like going off and things we told you about a few days back, you know, the thing from self-proclaimed New York “art punks” the Strange times, is now there to download for free, or indeed buy, via Soundcloud. Go on, buy it, bands, artists (and zine writers) need to live and pay the bills as well (and if they are going to call themselves “art punk” (or let their PR people called them thus), then surely they need to sort out that dubious artwork? So anyway, the service is going to be a bit fractured this week what with the Chinese new year and goat or sheep, that and the man. Who is The Man? Never mind, none of this matters, here’s a second bite of those Strange Times. Some new Tosster action, Toasters in Walthamstow…. strange times..
And here’s a children’s brass band covering Cardiacs
And some people stealing things off working class heroes (or something like that), “It’s a bird, it’s a plane, it’s Zimmerman”. From the same sessions of 1974 that spawned Firebirds and You Never Know…
Here’s a bit of radio session we once set up, these fine things like instant radio sessions could easily be forgotten when really they should not be….
More tomorrow, maybe…..
Some days there’s a thing, somedays there just isn’t, it was like that on Friday, but then it was Friday and things needed painting and Friday, pretty much the same as any other day, have we seen or heard anything we need to share today? Nah, Saturday now, today maybe? Sunday then? Here’s something new from New York and Moist Paula while we ponder things…. We are very picky around here, we’re not going to post things just for the sake of having a post and as we’ve said before, the days of Organ are long gone now, this is just a bit of sharing and signposting and us enjoying a thing or two while things are painted and worlds spin and people write lists and then demand to know why we haven’t…
And here’s something that came our way earlier this week from a man called Ed….
“This is the 2nd EP from Ex-Brothers In Sound member, Ed Dowie. With a playful, yet melancholic sound Ed fuses experimental techniques with melodic aspirations to inhabit a world of bed bugs, Balkan disharmony and designer fort-building. His ethereal, yet strangely pedestrian vocals summon the spirit of Robert Wyatt or Arthur Russell to a fairytale soundscape reminiscent of Twin Peaks-era Badalamenti”.
#365ArtDrops, part 40, 41 and 42 left out around East London…. The continued adventure that is the piece of work called #365ArtDrops in which 365 paintings, paintings on things found on the street, painted on and then put back out on the street. The adventured continued today with part 40, 41 and 42 left out around East London, Part 40 was painted on a piece of hardboard found left outside a woodwork workshop in Vyner Street, part 41 and 42 were found left on the pavement outside an artist’s studio at Space, Mare Street. All three pieces went out this morning….
Rather sad to report news that Steve Strange has died….
The BBC Report the news like this,,,
Steve Strange, lead singer of 1980s pop band Visage, has died aged 55 following a heart attack, his record label says.
Strange, whose real name was Steven Harrington, died in hospital in Sharm el-Sheikh, Egypt. The Welsh pop singer – whose best known hit with Visage was Fade To Grey – died in his sleep of heart failure.
Marc Green, August Day Recordings label manager, said his “family, band members and friends are all distraught at this sudden news of his untimely death.
Strange, a New Romantic pioneer, was born in Newbridge, Monmouthshire, and got involved in music after seeing the Sex Pistols in concert in 1976.
He went to London aged 15 to work for Sex Pistols manager Malcolm McClaren before setting up the Blitz Club in Soho, central London, which would become a focal point for the New Romantic movement. Bands including Duran Duran, Spandau Ballet and Culture Club all got their start at the club before finding stardom.