Flyboy is a funny man. I like Flyboy.
Do you like Godspeed? Do you like Mogwai? Congratulations, maybe you and Explosions In The Sky could get married! A few people tell me before and after that this band are “beautiful”, but those people might like Sigur Ros too, y’know. Me, I just don’t have the patience. Snooze.
Two years ago at this festival Threnody Ensemble were great, and maybe it’s them or maybe it’s me, but today I don’t have the patience for them either, because when we walk into the downstairs venue we are confronted with the sight of a crowd of people standing there listening politely to static. Actual static. Radio interference noise. They all have instruments in their hand and it keeps looking like something’s going to happen and then… Nope. Okay, enough of that.
But then I start to feel a little bit guilty, see, and I start to think maybe I should be more patient with these bands, which is why I and others end up spending what seems like an eternity in a sweltering darkened room watching Jackie-O Motherfucker… tune up? Soundcheck? Play? It’s not entirely clear. People wander on and off the stage, light up, smoke, muck about with the settings on equipment and… what do we hear? A slow build-up to nothing, tantalizing snatches of something approaching melody, fading back into tape hiss, directionless drum beats… Ooooh, “Adventures In Contemporary Sound!” They may have a great name, but I’m afraid Jackie-O Motherfucker are officially borecore.
(Flyboy, on borecore things at ATP. I realise the above quote is very long, but everyone deserves the respect they, um... deserve. Yeeaaaaaah... ) |
