Maandelijks archief: oktober 2013

Atlantis – Omens

First time I heard Atlantis was late 2007, early 2008. Anyway, it was winter, it was cold and I played Carpe Omnium, the debut of then Tilburg resident Gilson Heitinga. This dark and heavy layered post rock took influences from the Bristol triphop-scene, the heavy weights on Neurot Recordings and the repetition of indie rock demigods The Godmachine, just to combine them in a very unique atmospheric and discomforting whole that fitted temperature and landscape outside of my own Tilburg living room.

A sound that could only originate in a bleak has been industrial city as my own. A town that I love, and thus I loved Carpe Omnium, an album which of course is not a reflection of Tilburg, but the brain child of Heitinga. This a complex and multidimensional piece. To emphasise its complexity one must point out that Atlantis live is nothing close to a solo-project. Nowadays, two EPs and a second full length later, Atlantis performs as a six pieces, guitars, synths, drums, bass guitar and with all the necessary digital side equipment under twelve hands, a hunderd-and-twenty fingers, all in full motion . On the records, though, Atlantis remained and remains the sole vehicle of Heitinga.
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BlackboxRed – The Runner, The Ghost and Miley Cyrus

Last week 3voor12 gave attention to Miley Cyrus in a long in-depth article. The coming-of-age of the former child star, her nudity as a sales product, American prudence, rape culture and the apparent shocking appearance of the young country-blooming-into-a-middle-of-the-road-r&b-pop singer. A fine long read of well-balanced pop sociology, I must add. But if they were to write an article about shocking videos, they had better pay attention to ‘Stripper’ by BlackboxRed instead of jumping on the commercial PR bandwagon following the chapter How To Get The Media Working For Us, paragraph 1.1; Female Nudity of a reasonable-but-surely-not-brilliant singer’s propaganda machine.

I heard you on the wireless back in Fifty Two.
Lying awake intent and tuning in on you.
If I was young it didn’t stop you coming through.

Because that video ís is deep, dark, erotically shocking. Nudity or close to nudity in pop-performance: been there, done that, boring. Sex movements on stage by an artist (well over her prime): has been done, was nothing arousing about it back then. Surely isn’t now, no matter how often you breathlessly emote Like a virgin. A stripping female serial killer erotically dancing on a tempting noise rock anthem, whilst ripping a heart out: new territory in pop/rock music and strangely arousing (guess we have all become a bit sick thanks to Dexter). And no, we are not talking about a black/death/gore/grind/anything vulgar metal band, Blackboxred creates catchy and bluesy noise rock with a poppy hint. Nothing quite vulgar about that.

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Verdwaald in Ponoka, a Dutch-Canadian Lost in Translation

Teach your children well, their parents hell will slowly go by

A book rests on my table, Verdwaald In Ponoka, the accompanying cd has found its way to the player. Memories of an immigrant youth in another world captured in word, image and music. In 1985 the family De Gier decided to challenge their luck and start a new life in Canada, back to farming as the De Giers’ had done for generations back. An adventure that they should’ve started, according to father De Gier near the end of his life. Or at least, so the book sleeve says.

But it is this adventure that gave birth to Verdwaald In Ponoka, a book that reads like a follow up on the famous Dutch real life show Ik Vertrek. A show that follows families that try to start a new life abroad, hopeful and full of dreams when they leave. But to all viewers it’s apparent that the dream is soon to perish when the economic and cultural reality kicks in. In Verdwaald In Ponoka reality did kick in, and hard. Hard enough for the family De Gier to return to the Netherlands, done farming.
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Hall Of Fame – Little Berlin in Tilburg

Here we are, Hall Of Fame; a youth centre, a hide out for the subversive, a skatepark – mostly a skatepark – and a small stage. Dogs wander in and out the old factory hall based on the defunct marshalling yard of the NS – still the biggest railroad company of the Netherlands – whilst skaters manoeuvre through them and their – mostly older – owners. Signs on the wall saying “Do Not Skate Here” are considered wall decoration to be ignored, as are the symbols telling you you have entered a non-smoking zone. Personnel, considered misfits, drop-outs or too subversive in other places, kindly remind the youngsters of the rules, which they then silently oblige even though you see the boys (and occasional rolling girl) think; Why walk, when you’ve learned how to ride?.
There is a hint of freedom in the air, like in those old cultural squatting centres. That feeling that any second something can, no will happen, almost an autonomous zone. A feeling cultivated by the architecture, which mostly left the old factory in tact, with the tow bridge still – dysfunctional, I guess – still floating in the air. A perfect hang out for adolescents to grow in to young adults that’ll make the changes in a later stage of the life. And a perfect backdrop for your better independent rock, away from the hassle in a place where pints of beer are still reasonably priced. “Berlin……, I heard people whisper during Incubate, with little sparks of love in their eyes. But this is Tilburg, a city which cultural life is typified by its citizens initiative. A city where top down is distrusted, not out of ideology but by nature.
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Broeder Dieleman – Klein Zieltje

“Wow!”
That was my first reaction when I place the needle in the new 10″ of Broeder Dieleman, Klein Zieltje. Four new songs that draw a totally different approach than on his debut Alles Is IJdelheid.
It’s weird how much the sound of an artist can change between one recording and the next. Over the course of slightly less than a year, Broeder Dieleman moved from intimate folk to a threatening slow neo folk close to the mysterious and disruptive sound of Fever Ray, morphed and disfigured childlike voice included.

Lets stand up to change speed on my record player from 33 to 45 rpm.
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Earth MK. II – Music For Mammals

I stood there and wept. Last week saturday The Twilight Sad played at Incubate. A stripped down set, without drummer nor bass player, leaving everything I thought elementary to the sound of Glaswegian band away. What remained were the songs and these songs blew me away. Bare naked, performed from their toes, especially with the singer, they proved that it is not the sound that makes the band, it’s the songs. And with The Twilight Sad these songs breath, live, kick and hurt, no matter what the form.

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Those Foreign Kids – Zero Gravity Somersaulting Craze

Horrified. Its ears in the neck, every muscle in its tiny body tensed, ready to jump and its eyes spurred wide open, searching for the easiest but mostly the quickest escape route. The same reaction every time, my cat dislikes Those Foreign Kids, hates them and each moment that I started playing Zero Gravity Somersaulting Craze it leaves, no, flees the living room.

The high pitched distorted guitars, the piercing, ferocious drums and the constant volume explosions that noise rock duo Those Foreign Kids offers on their debut longplayer must be an auditive hell for the poor feline. Torment to the little tiger’s ears but a sweet sour blessing to mine, sweet sour with a touch of hot chili peppers sauce.
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