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I recently ended caught, through Rodrigo Fresan or Juan Rulfo, by the Langage International des Morts and the existence of ghosts. This morning, these have become a boil, a crave coming from my deepest insides. The death of someone you know is hard to fathom, but what of the death of a close friend? Heidegger said (my words) that it puts a filter on reality, cutting you from the world where people react normally. There not there. Behind a blurred glass, blurred but very hard to break.
I saw Joel grow up from a shy keyboard player to a 'cocky' Dalstonite (God, I'd never thought I'd miss those dirty baggy green tracksuit). A child becoming an adult and God knows how difficult this can be. Actually, I felt closer to him, him born the year I was hit by C-86 than to 90% of the so-called adults I meet. Yes, we had our fair shares of squabbles, about his teenage selfishness, a certain laziness... But believe me, I've had much bigger fights with much smaller people.
Joel was a talented musician, composer and half of Battant, whose second album, As I Ride with no Horse, was and will be to be released next month. He also was my Chloe's best friend, they shared more than the band: a 'right attitude' if there is one and certainly the right sense of humor. She has lost a part of herself here, a part than even I can fill. I'll try as hard as I can though.There aren't much point in finding out why it happened, it won't bring him back. I just know that the perspective of acceding success and happiness can be scary thing when you' ve wrongly felt worthless for years. And he was bound for it, he would have realized that success is only being proud of what you do. Nowt else.
Tears mixed with anger are running in this house tonight. But, once again, a one-legged horse will raise from his ashes, and we'll name him J.
FOR JOEL (I WISH I COULD EDIT MY TEARS)All these equine thoughts (and a poem here) go to my love Chloe, Kristina, Anna, Aaron, Thom, Zoe, Fany, Steph and all who knew who Joel really was.
I will post some new music very soon. I am slowly getting back to work after some real holidays. Here's a few words from one of my... side projects. 
This is front page news, Scandal of the Century!!!After years of retrograde thinking, Discipline in Disorder now has...A TWITTER ACCOUNT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!It is Twitter so the length of everything is limited, our account is : DisciplineFeedfind it here: http://twitter.com/#!/DisciplineFeed
You are not dreaming.It will not be used for gossips and notes on personal hygiene but as its opening 'tweet' (this feels wrong but we will get used to it) states, DisciplineFeed will provide a ' everyday feed of oddities, underdogs and classics, torn pages, lost celluloid and more'.This will be an instant, and less intimidating, for our tracing bullets. Expect to get something to read, watch, or admire everyday (if not every hour).
There are people you know you were gonna get along with even before actually meeting them. It happens even to old grumpies like myself. I am rarely mistaken and certainly was not
when I drank and danced (yes) a good part of a corsican night, feet in the sand, with Mauricio Rebolledo.
No need to introduce our mexican kindred spirit who alongside Daniel Maloso has made some of the best recent staplers in my box. Expect more from him on Comeme and some special collaboration with our beloved blondie from Koln, Superpitcher (including an amazing hilarious track called 'Speedo & Boots'-Don't ask).
It's a pleasure to have him here and I've been missing his laughter since this brief but intense encounter.
The man graces us with an unreleased edit of... well you'll know...
BITCH SOT (REBOLLEDIT)
And, I wish you could hear the heat in his voice, a few words:
Your forgotten hero?
My ten years older Brother... "El Moro". He used to be a Motocross rider and for me as a kid this was a total flash... My perfect weekend back then was to travell with him to the next town where the races were... because of an injury, he had to retire and switched to car racing, but at this time I was not an often follower any more... now he´s having a break from racetracks... and I´m not so flashed about him any more... Kind of Sad... Still a cool guy dough.
The motto painted on your fighter plane?
"You´re messing with the wrong Mexican"
What makes you really angry?
People without manners.
Your last words on your deathbed?
"Hey you know what? mmm... Never mind..."
here's the second reedit born out of your brilliant obtuse minds. A totally different atmosphere, period and rework (less reconstruction, more beat addition-but still simplicity) than yesterday. some of you may be familiar with the original but I still found the band a bit underrated.
BLINDED MY MOTHER GOOSE (ISE8 EDIT)This comes courtesy of Mr C.C (He'll let me know if he wants the light to shine on his real name):introduce yourself in one line?amateur DJ, resident on Househusband radio.A book we should read?The last given by a good friend, Freelance by Philippe Garnier (Ps: one of my fave books of last year see here).Your obvious forgotten cheesy record?I'm not sure this will fit, and am sorry if they get offended, but Neeve by Woolfy vs Projections on Permanent Vacation...An idea worth fighting for?Tough question... Les droit des autres...and a Playlist:Valentin Stip - Gravels I & II [Clown and Sunset]Deo & Z-man - Disabled on the dance floor [Opossum recordings]Area - Tangled In [Steadfast Records]Grauzone - Raum (ATA's extended mix) [Live At Robert Johnson]Mark Boombastik & Eduardo Delgado Lopez - Arbeit [Shitkatapult]
Here are the first edits emerging from the CD competition.
To put back in context, I ask followers of this blog to send me a track that they thought I should reedit. I picked up 7 out of... quite a lot.They will not appear in 'quality order' but, as ever, according to my fickle 'gout du jour'.... they are from all styles (the really obscure to the obvious but missed) and proof that there are very very worthy diggers out there...and let's start with : Shake Sauvage, who pointed me towards much more to this total masterpiece...A few words about this treasure hunter (why would this be limited to 'famous' collectors???):- introduce yourself in one line -------------------------------------- a book we should read ?not a book to read but a movie to watch: '49th parallel' by michael powell (1941) - favorite 'obvious but forgotten' cheesy record ?not sure it fits in the category, but supertramp's self-titled debut (1970) first came to mind
- an idea worth fighting for fighting? how do you do that? -and a 5 records playlist?autopilot - love is a process (1979) barn owl - shadowland (2011) gigi - maintenant (2009) münchen - chaquiego (2010) francesco tristano & moritz von oswald - auricle / bio / on (2008) As for the record pointed out by Shake Sauvage, it is one of the best finds I've bumped into for ages, even better surely for those of you who speak Serb. I just did a bit of re-ordering, not much, a record entitled Between Two Drops of Sweat (How good is that for a title?) deserved as much respect as I'm able to have.Brilliant lost gem. A massive thanks to Mr Sauvage then... More to come...
BETWEEN TWO DROPS OF SWEAT (IS TRANSLATION)
