911 Loose Change (2nd Edition) · 28 February 2006, 06:34 · File under: Watching
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Bedazzled! · 16 December 2005, 06:50 · File under: Listening Watching
Earlier today, our friend Simon pointed us in the direction of a video blog called Bedazzled. The site is an amazing archive of some really unusual footage, Joy division shot on Super 8, The Clash on ‘Something Else’, the Box Tops, the MC5, Scott Walker, Serge Gainsbourg, Electric Prunes, The Count 5, and lots and lots more. The absolute gem though is a Screaming Lord Sutch video for ‘Jack The Ripper’. Amazing.
George Best 1946-2005 · 25 November 2005, 21:38 · File under: Watching
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Who me? · 24 October 2005, 00:37 · File under: Watching
No it’s not Iain in the background of the new Devendra Banhart video.
If one more person asks me I swear I’ll….......!!!
Before you close your eyes‚Ķ · 9 May 2004, 10:16 · File under: Watching Sacred-Music
We’re right in the middle of sorting out some images for the Yugoslav Biennial catalogue. It’s fun, digging through images from Montreal… We’re showing the piece we made there in the Biennial, so we’ve been looking at various pictures – there’s the traditional installation shots of course, but also a bunch of more informal pictures we took while we were making and installing the project, and another pile from the opening party.
Looking through the pictures of making the work reminds us of all the people we met and filmed over there – Robin, Maryse and Sarah of course, plus Nick and Shiela, Eric and Bronwyn, James, Molly, Kevin, Alana, Mark and Antoine. Some of them we’ve heard from since we came back – some we haven’t. Nick and Shiela have emailed a couple of times, and we got a great email from James a while back. But Robin and Sarah are going to be in London very soon, so it’ll be nice to catch up with them properly and hear what they’ve been up to recently.
We should probably have been selecting these images a little earlier today, but we got more than a little distracted thanks to Sex, Lies and Videotape on DVD. There you go… sometimes these things just happen. Now we’ve got the slightly less distracting pleasure of Tindersticks on the stereo and our old friend Jack Daniels on the table. Always nice… We’ve also just realised that the show in New York opens tomorrow afternoon. We’re not going to be there, so we should email Tairone, the curator, and wish him luck for the opening. It’s a real shame, as it looks like an interesting show… the other artists are Rodney Graham, Raymond Pettibon, Steven Shearer, and Susanna Vapnek
One of the things we’ve done for the show is make posters for three of our previous live projects: The Smiths is dead, A Rock ‘N’ Roll Suicide and File under Sacred Music. We did the artwork here, but shipped it over to be printed, so we haven’t even seen them. We managed to see a really bad A4 colour print of the one for A Rock ‘N’ Roll Suicide, but that’s it. Hopefully we’ll see them soon.
Talking of seeing soon… rumour has it that CocoRosie will be in Europe in May/June. Oh yes!!! In fact, a quick web search has turned up a gig at The Spitz in London on Wednesday 19th May, so tickets have been bought! They really are the finest new thing we’ve heard since… erm, um, The Tyde maybe? Talking of which… we really must pick up a copy of the new Tyde single on For Us. Apparently it’s a cover of the Modern Lovers’ Roadrunner on one side and Look Back In Anger by the Television Personalities on the other. There’s a record worth buying!
About time too‚Ķ · 5 May 2004, 22:11 · File under: Watching Loving
Six Feet Under season 2 on DVD.
Can your pussy do the dog? · 27 September 2003, 20:25 · File under: Watching Listening
Silence is sexy‚Ķ · 3 September 2003, 15:50 · File under: Watching Sacred-Music
So, yet again… trying not to write about going to this gig and that gig has stunned us into silence. So that didn’t work too well then. It’s been a while…
We were going to say something about the gallery talk we did at the ICA recently. There’s a change of subject for you. It was fun to do actually, although there was more than a little stress on our part before-hand. Talking about a show like Video Acts felt a lot more daunting than the usual type of ‘talk about yerself’ gallery talk, and it’s odd preparing for something like that knowing there’s two of you doing it and wanting it to have some sort of flow to it, some sort of structure. Obviously that then makes it really hard to go off anywhere other than where the notes take you – trying not to be unfair to each other by missing the links and logic to the talk but trying to keep some sort of space for reaction and spontaneous thought.
Our preference for these things is always the ‘in conversation’ style talks, where someone else gets to shape the direction, push the conversation, steer the wheel, and other bad clichÔø?s. It’s a lot more enjoyable just having thoughts and questions fired at you and having the space to respond there and then, not over considering and over complicating things.
It was great to get to talk about some of the stuff in the show though. We spent the best part of a day going through the show, stopping and strapping on headphones on a regular basis, finding great things, especially in the Vito Acconci room, which rocked.
The night after the talk was the launch party for the new Trash Money single at The Depot in Kings Cross. There was going to be a screening of our film, File under Sacred Music but a DVD player conspired against us and meant that after about 5 minutes the whole thing bounced back to the beginning and started rolling the opening titles again. Not quite according to plan… but it was a great night brought to an end when an over eager cab driver meant we had to shoot through before the end of Trash Money playing.
Right, that would sort of be it, except there’s one gig we just can’t help slipping in – PJ Harvey at Tate Modern. Not knowing quite what to expect, it was a bit strange seeing one end of the turbine hall turned into something that looked not totally unlike an oversized school hall, with black sheets draped everywhere as the space tried to pretend it was something it wasn’t – i.e. black. The show was stunning – and in some strange way the venue did add something. Not quite sure what it was, but it was a welcome addition. It’s just a shame that a less-than-eager cab driver left us sat outside the Tate for half an hour afterwards. Some you win…
