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Wo ai ni

Wo ai ni: I Love You

That is one of the few things I learned to pronounce while in China, along with “cheaper, thank you, please, one cold water, white rice, too expensive, I would like to go to…. etc”.

This was my first trip ever to the Oriental side of our planet Earth, and let me say, I believe it is the best trip I have done up till now. I’m here now infront of my mother’s laptop (mine is still in the hospital) and I do not know where to begin in this post. I have almost 2 Gb in images and videos and 3 weeks worth of anecdotes of this most enchanting bizarre land.

China is… what word could adequately describe China? New? Antique? Gray? Colorful? Communist? Capitalist? I think no one word can fully describe China nowadays. The whole country is busting at the seams with history, dicotomies, yuxtapositions, old and news. After 4 days of having returned I’m still trying to make sense of how everything fits together in that tightly-wound society of Jasmine tea and 88 story high buildings. In China you can admire the new society from atop the world’s most modern buildings or hunker down in your private half a millenia old hutong complete with the ever-traditional center patio…. AND Room Service!

While in China I was able to travel through all of Beijing, Shanghai and visit Inner Mongolia and the Gobi Desert. I permitted myself to indulge in everything from the tourist “have to see’s” to a local party held in a museum turned nightclub for the evening. I feel as though I have to tell you EVERTYING about my trip, every detail and every anecdote, I know I can’t but I just feel like sharing! There’s too much to tell and too little space! I’m forced to SUMMARIZE!! NOOOOO!!!! Well.. I guess all that really matters here is the music, no? So I guess I’ll start with that, ok?

Not only is China’s physical appearance under remodelation, it’s youth is rapidly adjusting to the new resources available to them in every single way, businesses, clubs, bars, bands, art, literature, evrything is being woken up and exploded to it’s maximum potential.

Musically, China was truly encouraging. Local bands are popping up from under the rocks, bands such as The Subs’ (bio), Brain Failure (bio), Junglecat, Tang Dynasty, Reflector, among others to move the young ones into musical revolution, and what better way to start a revolution thank with Punk!? Punk is HUGE in China, youngsters walk the street singing high-speed Chinese punk lyrics while air-guitarring their favorite rifs, it’s just massive. The list for Chinese rock bands are now ENDLESS and it’s not just rock now, it’s all sorts of DJ’s, traditional Folk artists, Pop, Hip Hop, Heavy Metal, etc. etc. etc.

+Streamed Songs: Sorry guys, no available downloads just click on the song to begin streaming

1. Xu WeiEvery Moment Is Brand New
(Every Minute is Fresh, 2004)
2. Xu WeiLet’s Drink Tea
(Every Minute is Fresh, 2004)

One night in Beijing, I was looking through a local magazine and ran across the delightful news of an Eletronicat concert in a small bar near the Worker’s Stadium called Yogun Yishan, of course I would not miss the chance to see the infamous Eletronicat in action! So I arrived at the bar and what was my surprise? Miss Le Bomb, all this Edinburgh born lady needs to rock your socks off is her laptop , her sensual, quirky -and most of the times- improvised lyrics, her mic and a willing crowd, I just ate her up. Eletronicat was a different story, that man is insane his sounds range from retro to glitch, mindboggling I can assure you! At the end of the night I was able to approach Miss Le Bomb and ask her for a demo CD, she was kind enough to give me an EP she burned from her very own laptop, she told me she was gonna e-mail me the name of the tracks, but I still have not received them :( .

+Downloadable: Enjoy

1. Miss Le BombTrack 03
(Unknown EP)
2. Miss Le BombTrack 05
(Unknown EP)
3. Traditional Chinese OperaTreasure house of chinese folk music
4. The SubsDrew the Line
5. Dou WeiHallucination
(Hallucination, 1999)
6. Dou WeiHarvest
(Hallucination, 1999)
7. Wu Bai & China Blue 200没有头
8. Wu Bai & China Blue 200顽石的飞行

Love,

Lotus

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Category: Experimental

Melancholic Heart

Photo credit: Catherine Buca

Someone once asked me – of all the genres I tend to listen to – what genre really gets to me the most. I’d been thinking about that before but I never can come up with one particular genre. It just doesn’t seem right picking one. Afterwards I realized that the question is just plainly wrong to begin with. It isn’t a musical genre that might or might not get to me. It’s the mood that is portrayed by the music that can really get to me and resonate with my heart. A mood that is ignorant to genres. With this, the answer became clear. Music that feels most right to me often reveals a nostalgic feeling. Like the musical embodiment of autumn rain or old, black and white photographs. This is when I can truly be as one with the music and feel most comfortable.

Maybe I’ve just got a melancholic heart.

  1. Ingrid PerrucheLento et Largo – Tranquillissimo
    Górecki Symphonie No.3 (Naïve, 2005)
  2. Grace Cathedral ParkPlay Delicate, Desire Quiet
    In the Evening of Regret (La Verdad, 2004)
  3. Red House PaintersMichael
    Down Colorful Hill (4AD, 1992)
  4. Mazzy StarFlowers in December
    Among My Swan (Capitol, 1996)
  5. The CurePictures of You
    Disintegration (Elektra, 1989)
  6. Songs: OhiaBlue Chicago Moon
    Didn’t It Rain (Secretly Canadian, 2002)
  7. Tom WaitsFish & Bird
    Alice (Anti, 2002)
  8. David DarlingDarkwood IV: Dawn
    Dark Wood (ECM, 1995)
  9. Agitated Radio PilotHold Back the Sea
    Your Turn To Go It Alone (Rusted Rail, 2006)

Stream playlist

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Category: Rock

Doppelleben

Still from Sedmikrásky / Daisies by Chytilova, 1966
 

“It’s not love,” he added quickly. “But we are going to see each other again. But tell me, Daniel–I mean, I knew you before you knew Karla. Did you ever think then that love was never going to happen to you?”

“Pretty much.”

“And when it did happen, how did you feel?”

“Happy. And then I got afraid that it would vanish as quickly as it came. That it was accidental–that I didn’t deserve it. It’s like this very, very nice car crash that never ends.”

- Microserfs, Douglas Coupland.

  1. Bikeride - moonracing
    (morning macuba / 2007)
  2. Sambassadeurbetween the lines
    (Sambassadeur / 2005)
  3. Devendra Banhartat the hop
    (niño rojo / 2004)
  4. We/or/meaimless day
    (simple lines ep / 2002)
  5. Yo la tengotoday is the day
    (Summer sun / 2003)
  6. Vic Chesnuttyou are never alone
    (north star deserter / 2007)
  7. Chainsaw PawsSummer with
    (This light / 2007)
  8. Wooden WandGuru Femmes
    (More from the Mountain 7″ / 2007)
I drive my car after 6 months of not touching it and it takes me to the countryside. A fog of nothing & some mosquitoes trying to land on me while I dance alone. Under the summer triangle I realize I love my city more than I thought I did, but then I also know that if I had the guts I wouldn’t mind driving away to never come back to it again. I get back home and I call her. She tells me to wait for her. Patience is not a virtue, but a catalyst. And then I understand there’s a time for everything and everything is moving towards the same place. Pause. There’s enough coffee and there’s enough music. Today mundane and powerless and aimless is delightful and so, I will. My thoughts running shallow enough to appear printed anyday now on a table inside Starbucks. I lay down on the couch sipping coffe with the sound of summer emerging from my stereo.

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Category: Acoustic, Folk

Inside the Rain

Still from Andrei Tarkovsky’s ‘Andrei Rublev’ (1969)

Probably one of my favourite scenes in a motion picture comes from Andrei Tarkovsky’s ‘Andrei Rublev’. The film – a true masterpiece in itself – ends with a shot of several horses in the rain, a beautiful symbolic image. This is what Andrei Tarkovsky himself had to say about this scene:

I’d like to point out the film ends with an image of horses in rain. It is a symbolic image as horse for me is a synonym of life. When I’m looking at a horse I have a feeling I’m in direct contact with the essence of life itself. Perhaps it’s because horse is a very beautiful animal, friendly to man, and is moreover so characteristic of the Russian landscape. There are many scenes with horses in Rublev. Take the scene in which a man dies after an unsuccessful attempt to fly. A sad-looking horse is a silent witness to the scene. The presence of horses in the last, final scene means that life itself was the source of all of Rublev’s art.
Interview L’artiste dans l’ancienne Russe et dans l’URSS nouvelle (Entretien avec Andrei Tarkovsky) with Michel Ciment and Luda & Jean Schnitzer in Positif Oct. 1969 (109), pp. 1–13 [Pol. trans. Zygmunt Kwiatkowski and Adam Horoszczak].

The first track of the playlist below comes from the beautiful album ‘Nostalghia’ by pianist Francois Couturier which is dedicated to Andrei Tarkovsky and his groundbreaking art. Tarkovsky once defined the meaning of Nostalghia for his similar titled movie as `a global yearning for the wholeness of existence’, which seems very fitting for Couturier’s compositions on this album. Accompanying him are Jean-Louis Matinier on accordion, Jean-Marc Larché on soprano saxophone and Anja Lechner on cello.

With this, I decided to make a modest mix that deals with rain and the mysterious ambiance that’s captured in this particular scene. And to me, the most beautiful and thoughtfully written song about rain has to be ‘Rambunctious Cloud’ by Vic Chesnutt. It’s hard not to love a song with lyrics like these:

The same water that the dinosaurs drank
Is the same water that the Persian fleets sank in
The very water that moistened the primordial ooze
Is now hammering on my metal porch roof

~ Vic Chesnutt / Rambunctious Cloud ~

  1. Francois CouturierAndrei
    Nostalghia – Song For Tarkovsky (ECM, 2006)
  2. MountainsHundred Acre
    Sewn (Apestaartje, 2006)
  3. Dirty ThreeRain On
    Cinder (Touch & Go, 2005)
  4. Vic ChesnuttRambunctious Cloud
    Ghetto Bells (New West, 2005)
  5. Steffen Basho-JunghansInside the Rain
    Waters in Azure (Strange Attractors, 2002)
  6. SlowdiveCountry Rain
    5 EP (Creation, 1993)
  7. Mark LaneganKingdoms of Rain
    Whiskey For The Holy Ghost (Sub Pop, 1994)
  8. Akron/FamilyHow Do I Know
    Akron/Family (Young God, 2005)
  9. Andrey DergatchevRain
    The Return (ECM, 2005)

Stream playlist

The list ends with a track that consists only of the sound of rain and comes from the soundtrack of another great Russian film, called Vozvrashcheniye (The Return). Please see this post for more information about that film.
Return to Sea: As the Waves Will Always Roll

Further reading
Andrei Tarkovsky on Andrei Rublev at Nostalghia.com

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Category: Acoustic, Rock

Grinding pearls into dust

I recall certain moments, let us call them icebergs in paradise, when after having had my fill of her–after fabulous, insane exertions that left me limp and azure-barred–I would gather her in my arms with, at last, a mute moan of human tenderness (her skin glistening in the neon light coming from the paved court through the slits in the blind, her soot-black lashes matted, her grave gray eyes more vacant than ever–for all the world a little patient still in the confusion of a drug after a major operation)–and the tenderness would deepen to shame and despair, and I would lull and rock my lone light Lolita in my marble arms, and moan in her warm hair, and caress her at random and mutely ask her blessing, and at the peak of this human agonized selfless tenderness (with my soul actually hanging around her naked body and ready to repent), all at once, ironically, horribly, lust would swell again–and “oh, no,” Lolita would say with a sigh to heaven, and the next moment the tenderness and the azure–all would be shattered.

- Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita.

Spoondon’t you evah
(Ga ga ga ga ga / 2007)
The Zutonscreepin’ an a crawlin’
(Creepin’ an a crawlin’ 7″ / 2003)
Bill Landford & The Landfordairesrun on for a long time
(okeh post war gospel story 47/62, 1998)
Junior Murvinpolice + thieves
(police and thieves / 1977)
Violent femmesblister in the sun
(Violent femmes / 1983)
Folk Implosionnatural one
(Kids OST / 1995)
Map of Africablack skin blue eyed boys
(Map of Africa / 2007)

iMage: Kimberly Wlassak

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Category: Rock

With wonderful deathless ditties
We build up the world's great cities,
And out of a fabulous story
We fashion an empire's glory:
One man with a dream, at pleasure,
Shall go forth and conquer a crown;
And three with a new song's measure
Can trample an empire down. [1]


Down, down, down. Would the fall never come to an end! `I wonder how many miles I've fallen by this time?' she said aloud. `I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth. Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think--' (for, you see, Alice had learnt several things of this sort in her lessons in the schoolroom, and though this was not a very good opportunity for showing off her knowledge, as there was no one to listen to her, still it was good practice to say it over) `--yes, that's about the right distance--but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I've got to?' (Alice had no idea what Latitude was, or Longitude either, but thought they were nice grand words to say.) [2]



O long-silent Sybil,
you of the winged dreams,
Speak out from your temple of light
as the serious constellations
with Greek names
still stare down on us
as a lighthouse moves its megaphone
over the sea
Speak out and shine upon us
the sea-light of Greece
the diamond light of Greece

Far-seeing Sybil, forever hidden,
Come out of your cave at last
And speak to us in the poet's voice
the voice of the fourth person singular
the voice of the inscrutable future
the voice of the people mixed
with a wild soft laughter--
And give us new dreams to dream,
Give us new myths to live by! [3]


So our princes who have lost their principalities after many years’ of possession shouldn’t blame their loss on fortuna. The real culprit is their own indolence, going through quiet times with no thought of the possibility of change (it’s a common human fault, failing to prepare for tempests unless one is actually in one!). And when eventually bad times did come, they thought of •flight rather than •self-defence, hoping that the people, upset by conquerors’ insolence, would recall them. This course of action may be all right when there’s no alternative, but it is not all right to neglect alternatives and choose this one; it amounts to voluntarily falling because you think that in due course someone will pick you up. If you do get rescued (and you probably won’t), that won’t make you secure; the only rescue that is really helpful to you is the one performed by you, the one that depends on yourself and your virtù. [4]