As I have not done anything on this blog for some time I have decided on a small shift in its emphasis. Maybe it will encompass more that is not sound related (because writing about sound and music still proves mysterious to me).
I thought I would post some opening sections of aborted writing projects. Looking through old notes, I came across this undated, very short, enigmatic text:
Space isn’t what we think. Space is what we live in. All space is now or will be connected. From the mine-shaft outward to the places we have never been. Somewhere between these is where we live. The room, the street, the car, the city; all a single space flowing continuously….no wonder we are lost. Or is that just me?
This is from my mixtape number 34, Side B ‘Radio Invicta/JFM Soul Show – a Sunday afternoon in August 1981’. Recorded from a pirate radio station onto cassette and then transferred digitally via Audacity so you will need to excuse the quality. If you get to the end there is a snatch of the Birthday Party crashing in…but even before that there is some great music.
Last night, doing a bit of a sort out of my singles, I came across a few sleeves worth of flexi-discs. A ragged selection of objects mostly saved for their flexi-ness rather than their content (an edited version of ELP’s Brain Salad Surgery that came free with the NME in 1973 might be the nadir. Fac 28, a free flexi of Joy Division material from 1980 is considerably more interesting). In amongst this stuff I found ‘1972’:Poking around on the web I discovered that ‘Monitor’ was a magazine produced by, amongst others, Simon Reynolds. This is his commentary on its production.