Archive for December 2012

Let's Party   1 comment

In the eternal party in my cosmic mind there is always a door that opens to a room where Dan and Reuben are basically doing this for ever.

Heatsick   1 comment

Bit late on this but Heatsick was particularly good the other week in Cambridge. Lot of cheerleading for the PAN label lately but there’s an undeniability about their aggressive hipsterbait bombdrop agenda that I only wish I had videoed Lee Gamble deejaying relentless ‘nuum hardware and going “BOOM!” whenever the crowd vibed on the new track to illustrate, if you get me. I have the photos waiting for another post, at least. But yeah, all 7 of us were spoiled down in The Cow’s bowels, and I felt daft that I hadn’t quite expected what I got. I liked Dream Tennis but I thought it was somehow associated with something from across the Atlantic that I’m a bit sniffy about, so that should teach me. Yeah, hard to encapsulate the virtuosity of the enactment of the scope of his vision but when my brother described him as the Gerry Adams of House it seemed to make a kind of hilarious sense in my cidery mind, even though it doesn’t. Suffice to say it’s a perfectly distilled thing that’s a bit too simple to parse in a way, like a good drug. I copped the Deviation off him, but can’t put my hands on his Intersex anywhere cheap.







"Um is a sponge requires suck all"   1 comment

Thanks to my colleague Nochexxx for spotting this review of The New Album.


Google translate says it says, and I know no better:

It is extremely difficult to talk to Pete Um because there is a musician popularly known but does pop – a bit unusual, but in the end pop out -. Nor is celebrated as pop artist and I think it is. In short, for me it’s both and in superlative: musician and artist, but most likely not interested much be recognized by the large audience.

His latest adventure that comes from the hand of Grist stamp entitled “The new album” is not really a new album, is the reissue of a 2003 album, a redux with more harshness in his voice and instrumental presence thanks further mixing. The LP has a fairly minimalist design, preppy, which includes the lyrics and lots of texts full of information and anecdotes. You can also download the 21 tracks on the disc in a variety of formats, but not the same. No. Beyond this album, which for some scholars is pretty useless – only 100 copies – I like to focus on the particular world of Pete Um, because it means your ideas if you look in its entirety, ie understands him better-if anything-more than the entire party.

Um is a sponge requires suck all. An individual needs to constantly describe the world around him, in his own way that is. To do this, lay hold of whatever gadget in its path and also has the amazing ability to give musical use, is able to get them out a bit of noise to each of them. It is an obsessive collector of pieces … say things. Everything is a moment of history that wants to tell, a vignette. Each fragment represents the smallest unit of the final message that only we understand, when we take a look at all his extensive proposal. Whatever look or listen Um, adds to its favor. I also believe that mocks itself every minute. It is an authentic British Comedian.

Humor and irony are their weapons of destruction. It makes me think that the occasional use as gadgets not to feel happy with what he does, he feels morally obligated to be immersed in experimenting and creating his musical and artistic works, for a while every other well. All this hullabaloo absurd gives coherence to their work. It wastes a seasoned collector postmodern. An artist who settles his work lives adding pieces found in dumpsters and in bytes fatherless and mother. Modifies the reality of others to their will and packaging it is then that we realize that the music of Um is probably one of the most authentic way to bring about change. The beginning of a journey towards a new musical destination, without a seat belt. Long live Mr. Pete.

Juan Pablo Huizi Clavier

Gracias Juan Pablo, that’s a really nice review 😉

And thankyou to conceptoradio again cos I think I was on your dial once before in the past…

I’ll put the original Spanish in a comment below if anyone can improve or correct Google on any specific point that they feel needs it.

Posted December 12, 2012 by peteum2013 in Uncategorized

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Gees grist wheeze   3 comments

Spin, spin!

Yes, the cheapest place on the net to buy the rarer-than-fuck 100FTW vinyl edition The New Album isn’t even on the net, if you’re a localist! It’s Mill Road’s most brilliant general ‘n’ electrical emporium of bits & bobs H. Gees! Ten quid! And, as much as I chuckle at seeing in the window, it would be great if it wasn’t there one day…




Many thanks to matey at Gees for his kind indulgence of my tedious folly or whatever.

Dream Box   Leave a comment

Might have embedded this in your consciousness before but:

Listened to this thing about the Beats the other day and wished I’d rinsed the vidcomms opportunities afforded by this dream machine I chanced upon in Tunisia on a heavy mescalin experience circa 1985*

*or it might have been some student art project at Anglia Polytunnel about 2001-ish, maybe?

bad timing 11th birthday   Leave a comment

I am pleased to be informed yesterday via the fuck-you cool of the Bad Timing PR team that tomorrow there’s a gig/set/piss-up type thing to celebrate 11 years of this subterranean Cambridge institution. With Heatsick! Gonna try and reach but bare childcare responsibilities obv.

bad timing presents
bad timing 11th birthday

Celebrating 11 years of bringing experimental, electronic, underground and DIY live music to Cambridge from across the world.
(PAN / Berlin)
the cow (basement)
corn exchange st
times: 8:30-midnight, entry: £5 adv / £6 door. Join Bad Timing mailing list for cheap list £4.

Focusing on repetition and improvising with organic variations of a theme, Heatsick take sources from Musique Concrete and Psychedelia, through to the early Chicago House mix tapes, building up an intense, unique and compelling dancefloor sound which truly succeeds in defying and playing with categorisations and fixed identities.

Steven Warwick is a Berlin-based performer, also known for his work in electronic duo Birds of Delay, active in the music, visual arts and club scenes. Heatsick uses various instruments including voice, gap-toothed keyboard and percussion to create saturated washes of tone, floating and disintegrating entropic loops.

Recent releases include the acclaimed debut LP ‘Intersex’ and ‘Déviation’ EP on Bill Koukigas’s PAN label, where labelmates include the likes of recent Bad Timing visitor NHK yx KOYXEN and Lee Gamble, recently seen at Reworks’ closing party. The label was recently named FACT magazine’s best label of 2012.

“There’s something about the sense of containment (all the sounds come from one box), the character of the sound (circuits which sound like they’re operating at close to overload and the sense of play within these constraints that makes this as overwhelming as any dancefloor experience you can imagine” – The Wire

“This is dance music through and through, albeit probably unlike any you’ve heard before” – The Quietus

chris greenberg dj
(hong kong in the 60s/greeen linez)

bad timing djs


Placeholder pony   1 comment

Too tired to even finish short blogpost about the Wyrd West but if I leave this magick picture of Loki’s Unicorn here then I’m sure it will come wake me in my deathly slumber, won’t it boys and girls?


*stirs groggily*

Ah yeah…

Belated congratulations to the Western Wyrdoes in this month’s Wire. I have a long list of unblogged things that I’m grouping under the New Baby excuse but it would be unseemly for me to suggest that writing a little something about Hacker Farm fits into that chronology. Anyways, suffice to say that to read the article felt like three or four goals for Team Nowhere (geographically-speaking, at least) and a few chords were struck. I’m particularly pleased to see “impossibly spritely” Kek’s face in there, as his nimble spirit has shone a warm and pathetically welcome light in these dark quarters more than a few times. Other than that it was good to have a cemented sense of what spurred Farmer Glitch to mend/make-do, mangle and manifest, and to be sorta introduced to Kemper Norton. Of course the whole piece was brought to life with openhearted word-surgery by benevolent culture-juggler Matt Woebot… if I myself had ever finished that fucking Hacker Farm piece it would have hinged on explicating a kind of shared value of unpretentiousness/creative honesty in the Farmers but also people like the man Ekoplekz, people who chase after/or are inspired by something with a genuine ardour, rather than cop a style, and use it as a jump-off point into the unknown. Finally though, the greatest thing about the Hacker Farm feature was Loki and the pony. I don’t even know why really, it just was.