Jan 012012
 

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Quick edited impression of Sina 2011. Music you hear are live bits from Sina performances Franz Fojdor/Eric Arn/Resnik-Suklar.
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May 152012
 

Tuesday, 15 May, 2012

Ok, rock and roll. Long time no posting. I am on the road heading for Russia doing two gigs with PTV3. Yep the good old Genesis P Orridge again. Someone takes care of the cats while away. Juntas is nice but travelling…that’s ‘blood’. St Petersburg first, than Moscow. Did both cities before. Don’t know if I find time and computer updating you with my posting. I will make pictures and tell you later (next week) how it was.
Here a picture Genesis recently mailed me:

 

 

May 082012
 

Tuesday, 08 May, 2012

So lets move on with this cat fight (see previous post). Preta (black cat) disappeared in the night. On a distance I heard her screaming and fighting chasing the wild cat. Next morning she was back, damaged and slightly wounded. Lucky nothing too serious. A day of sleep brought her back in her normal behavior. I am proud of Preta. She defends the house with all means.
But who cares. Who cares about me, my cats and the nature surrounding me anyway? Lately I’m dealing with the ‘real’ world again. Doing production for the PTV3 gigs in Russia. What a bummer this is. Lost promoters, ignorance, annoying replies. It made me a ‘hard to deal with’ this time. I am sick of all this non-functional behavior of these idiots in the industry. Somehow I am out of it. Burned the bridges, but not completely. For PTV3 I might come out of my hides. Doing the job I did for 30 years. But why always these unnecessary problems?  Anyway, I am looking forward to the trip (next week). If my visa is ready. Russian visa are difficult this time. New regulations and holidays got everything going last minute. While the promoters are anxious about the progress with band-visa, they don’t seem to give a damn about mine. Gives me the feeling I am not welcome this time. All is concentrated to the band, not the guy who actually does all the work (me). Oh well, I stay professional in this, keep these thoughts for myself and my posting here.
Meanwhile my computer is getting very old and giving up. More and more functions are failing. I am not talking about the software, but actual machine problems. Now the pointing device, you know that black surface functioning like a ‘mouse’ you move you’re finger around, is breaking up. It barely understands my moves. The ‘magic touch’ is over. I have to purchase an external mouse or another computer. Bleeehhh.

 

May 062012
 

Sunday, 06 May, 2012

I know, I should be posting, but about what? Since music is back to cheap Dean Martin sell-out entertainment, nothing is to say anymore about this. Everything I wanted to write about regarding this subject you can find in the many previous posts of last (and this) years. Ok, I can bother you about my avant-gardening, but are you really interested in my daily plant treating activities? If something remarkable is reached I will post you about it. Most days pass-by working many different activities.  And yep, there is more music than just that boring ‘pop’. Listening a lot to ‘other’ styles I found out that also in those scenes you have cut the crap. Is it that arty farties acting intellectual listening to ‘respectable’ music styles like ‘jazz’ or ‘avant-garde’ or ‘classical’, its just a matter of a inside look learning that pop-systems like copying, stealing, imitating and covering is also among those ‘serious artists’ shamelessly done. Mozart cheap copy crap, Pharaoh Saunders bad imitation rubbish, a.s.o… So lets write about something more real, the cat fight that just happened while I was writing above text f.e. There is a wild cat visiting this house sometimes. I think he just made another attempt joining the cat party. My cats are lesser amused by this visitor. The immediately jump in defense or even attack. The black cat takes more often position at the front door protecting and ready to fight. Massive noise of screaming cats just now indicated another visit of this wild cat. Preta (black cat) fights with all means possible without giving up she even chases the visitor far beyond Juntas borders. Hmmm, with these cats I don’t need a dog.

Apr 302012
 

Monday, 30 April, 2012

Someone mentioned again to me last week: “humans are the only species in this ecological system able to control and change it in any direction with full awareness”. “Well, maybe that’s our function in this system” I replied prompt. The person looked surprised.
I don’t understand what makes humans think they are not a part of this biosphere called Earth. They always seem to talk and think ‘us and earth’, as if humans are the ‘big creator’. For those who like to raise themselves above their simple existence, or those who do think they are in control; let me tell you this ‘disappointing’ message: no earth, no humans! Better: earth can do very well without humans. Anyway, in the system ‘earth’ everything has its function, how minor it is. Putting yourself in control belies nature. Whatever you do it will be just a small minor part within this system. If humans change the natural surrounding, it is an act of nature by nature. Give up the need to be in control and start to live!

Apr 252012
 

Wednesday, 25 April, 2012

Rain season arrived. It rains on and of for two weeks already. Cloudy wet days take turns with sunny ones. This will last for about another week. It is needed! Despite all that water, under a thin layer of mud the soil is still dry. Turning this dust into mud we need rain for months. That will not happen. Sunny weather is predicted for next week.

Rainy days

Apr 222012
 

Sunday, 22 April, 2012

IT arrived. Unbelievable and amazed. Walking the local supermarket corridors I had to look twice, no four times to believe my own eyes. Do I suffer delusions? Wishes winning from reality? Carefully I picked up one jar. It was real! written on Dutch it said ‘PINDAKAAS’ Yes! Portugal did it! For what I know the first country importing and distributing peanut butter from The Netherlands. Outside ‘Hollanda’ (and USA) travelers  suffer dealing with low quality, sugar and oil added, much too expensive tiny little jar of some doubtful imported brand mostly showing ‘stars and stripes’ on label.
But now and here good times have arrived. The peanut butter is imported from The Netherlands but jarred by a Portuguese company. Most remarkable is that the label screams very big ‘PINDAKAAS’ underneath, much smaller on Portuguese ‘crème de amendoim’. In the right top corner on yellow background it says in English ‘peanut butter’. Obviously the distributor is aiming at a certain group immigrants.

Sorry for the not-so-good picture. Have to practice photography.

Apr 202012
 

Friday, 20 April, 2012

From FREE MUSIC:
A Heartbeat for the Movement
April 9, 2012

by Adam Sherburne in conversation with K. Kendall

photo by Kendall

Originally from the bay area, Adam Sherburne is a musician who fought the music industry and most things American for over 20 years with his projects “Consolidated” and Free Music! Stop America!
“I call myself a trans-jester, because we’ve had countless jesters, like we’ve had countless activists, revolutionaries, labor organizers, critical journalists, and protest artists. We haven’t gotten it done, we didn’t transcend war, racism, and global environmental destruction. Getting it done requires the Occupy movement now. We and those that guard power (officials, cops, the 2-20%) must transcend our historical relations if we’re to transform our future human relations.”
“Free is a verb. To free music doesn’t mean giving away devalued music products, it means liberating music from its commodity prison. It means leaving the monologue of performance, the private property fetish of songwriting, the stockpiling of the past in recordings. It means talking/listening and teaching/learning at the same time. To free music is to occupy the music industry.”
“Music announced the inevitability of the Occupy movement fifteen years ago, but no one wanted to hear it, least of all business and musicians. File-sharing proved that the days of digital music profits were numbered, and the prevailing 100-year-old economic model of the sale of mass replicated copies (cars, televisions, bombs, computers, records, etc.) would also pass into history.”
“Stop America means stopping nation states, global capitalism, organized religion, and class society. If you stop America, you begin to create something that really scares power, the Occupy camps. You create a community that welcomes and cares for all with little need for money, administration, or permission.”
Sherburne taught music to homeless youth in Portland at the non-profit Artist Mentorship Program (AMP)for five years. When he showed up to begin dis-organizing music at Occupy Portland in early October, 2011, Sherburne found many of his homeless music colleagues ensconced in camp.
“They had already created the infrastructure for an autonomous city: peace and safety, media, medics, a mobile coffee collective, a future mayoral candidate,” he said. “People were meeting and producing a different future, so I knew it was the place for me.”
“What I call Free Music is now my on-going week-to-week involvement in Occupy. if there’s an action, free sound is there. We’re keeping the beat for marches and chants, inviting more musicians, encouraging them to see and hear how the the sound of Occupy differs from the sound of Wall Street. The Wall Street sound is bands, shows, promotion, and tickets. I walk many miles around this city playing music with folks in the streets and talking to them about all the issues, making human real-time connections.”
Sherburne is disappointed to hear people talk about music as morale building. To him, music is much more than that.
“Music is not simply entertainment. It keeps the marches going strong while telling the story of the revolution. Music literally speaks the truth of police brutality, racism, and poverty. Music–played by people on the streets to change their world, NOT the programmed ‘tracks’ used by well-intentioned media collectives to create neat little rad video collages–records how we got here, and it announces where this movement is going next.”
Sherburne has two questions for us: Are we willing to listen? And then play together?

Apr 182012
 

Wednesday, 18 April, 2012

Arriving, the train terminal breathes same desolation like in old days. Few attempts towards more cheerful design at (probably) more recent renovations, failed. The building still feels (and smells) like a stuffy toilet. Grey concrete alternates grey ceramic. Perfect entrance into the most boring town on this planet.
Bit early for the event wherefore traveling here, I decided to stroll through town. First visit a downtown snackbar. One of those The Netherlands is famous for. Was hungry and into eating again the Dutch ‘specialty’ ‘frietje satehsaus’ (fries with peanutsauce). To my surprise nothing in the place was changed since being a regular 35 years ago. Same vending machine on same spot. Little glass doors displaying snacks resting on soft heated steel trays to keep warm. Inserting correct amount of coins allows you to open one door (make sure not to choose an empty tray). Also the coin changing machine was still there. Only difference a little sign ‘out of order’. But most surprising was the vendor behind counter. Still the same person, older. I was amazed. Even then he looked ‘aged’ to me.
After finishing my lunch I wandered the streets. Not much changed. Boredom, ignorance, decrepit, emptiness every time I turn a corner. No wonder this town produces human horrors. The smart move(d) out. What stays behind are frustrated small minded. Incapable people on unimportant positions. Fake journalists, frustrated politicians, failed artists. Those who stayed maintain the desolation.
Don’t know what conservative believer proclaimed messages of roots returning values. This was my last mission here. No further needs for return. I have nothing with this town anymore.

Since a few days I am back on my normal internet connection. Expect regular posting again from now on.

Apr 112012
 

Wednesday, 11 April, 2012

Internet problems. The ‘blackbox’ broke down. Cheap crap made to last 6 months. The PT ships me a new one. This makes my online activities lesser. That also explains the long period of not posting. Like every decent sound technician I tried to find the problem myself. Checked all lines, connections and ended up opening the (two crews) hard plastic box measuring every bit on the print. Obviously the little power-dividing chip is confused. Don’t feel for a cycle trip to Korea at the moment. Quicker solution is calling PT service line. Solution was simple “we send you a new one”.
At the moment I try to get online sometimes with one of these usb mobile devices. It barely works. Good for emailing if nobody sends me too many mb attachments. (funny, Word from Microflop is not updated/configured yet with typical computer terms like usb and mb. They are red (wrong spelling) marked). Anyway, will try to put some things on this spot few times upcoming days, otherwise next week, after the new box arrived.