Showing posts with label Punk. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Punk. Show all posts
Thursday, August 1, 2013
Music: Repo Man - All Mind in the Cat House
If you like distortion and grinding guitar riffs, splashes of crazy random saxophone sounds, punk, anger, lyrics that make you think coming from a voice that is sometimes purr, sometimes sarcasm, sometimes scream, then you need to check out Repo Man. Their debut album, All Mind In The Cat House is slated for release on September 9th on Lava Thief.
Think of a band influenced by The Fall or Swans with a touch of Bauhaus, Sonic Youth and The Birthday Party. Have you ever been to a show where you start off just standing there, on the spot, immobile, wondering what all of this is, and then automatically go into a mind space where you want to move like an insane person, pushing things, kicking things, getting something out of your system, and then immediately fall back into that immobile spot, mouth half open, words flowing into your brain, body still electric from the music, ready for more? That's exactly how Repo Man's music make me feel.
You can stream All Mind In The Cat House below for a taste of what I am trying to describe to you:
Here is also a pretty cool video that will give you another view of the band's awesomeness:
And finally - the band's own press release. Check them out, especially if you want or need to be jolted out of apathy:
Repo Man emerged in Bristol in 2011, reshaping 'rock groop' sturm-und-clang into subnormal forms, son-of-Oldham vocal slurries, oozing Free sax splatter and shards of punishing guitar bliss. If you ever freaked to The Fall, Sonic Youth, Swans or Ornette Coleman then Repo may be your ticket to oblivion. Their debut slab of un-poetics 'All Mind in the Cat House' is due for imminent release on Lava Thief.
Repo Man on Bandcamp
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Wednesday, July 24, 2013
Exhibition: Punk - Chaos to Couture at the Met
But seriously. There is hardly anything referring to the
movement or the music itself, except for a few quotes on the walls (was it
really necessary to quote Joe Strummer as “Joe Strummer from The Clash” and
Johnny Rotten as “Johnny Rotten from the Sex Pistols”?!). The CBGB bogs made me
laugh because it was funny to see a place where we have all peed or done
something in once in our lives uprooted and displayed as part of a museum
exhibition. There were a few original Vivienne Westwood pieces from back in the
day on display, but all in all the exhibition was mainly a collection of haute
couture designer garments that were in some way influenced by punk. From a
fashion point of view it was pretty cool as there were some items that resembled
outfits that I’ve been putting together since my teens, a lot of lace, black,
shredded jeans and t-shirts. The couture dresses made from garbage bags were
interesting, although I doubt they could actually ever be worn, more pieces of
art than actual articles of clothing.
But where was the music? Where were all the photos that
could have been displayed around the rooms? Where were the videos that could
have been shown on TV monitors? Why were most of the models wearing clothes
designed after 2000? If the point of the whole exhibition was to showcase how
punk had influenced fashion then why were there not any references or pictures
to the icons in the late 70’s and early 80’s who created the outfits in the
beginning? Of course Vivienne Westwood is one icon, as is Malcolm McLaren, but
there are so many others, not fashion designers, but musicians, poets, people
who just were there at the time and created their own outfits out of nothing. Because,
you know, I doubt that anyone who was part of it all back then would have been
able to afford a Moschino trash bag dress. I mean, I know my dad couldn’t,
seeing as being on the dole in the early 80’s didn’t really make you a
millionaire.
All in all, pretty cool from a visual aspect, but completely
lacking in any kind of background or actual real punk substance. Only bother
going if you love fashion and haute couture, or if you want to visit the rest
of the museum (which is completely worth it). There is SO much they could have done
to make this exhibition amazing. They just didn’t.
One of my friends gave me THIS brilliant book about Vivienne Westwood as a Christmas gift quite a few years ago. Now this is relevant and pretty awesome in terms of background and images.
Punk: Chaos to Couture at The Metropolitan Museum of Art - exhibition ends on August 14th
Labels:
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Chaos to Couture,
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Punk,
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punk movement,
Sex,
Sex Pistols,
The Clash,
The Met,
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