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PAUL'S SEQUENCE OV EVENTS
03rd. Oh my God, its been almost
five days. My bones and muscles are tired. But I awake early with my companions to
attend the "Mutek Brunch." We arrive to a throng of stars standing
in the stairwell of a Plateau Royal bohemian pad. We eat bagels with Matmos
& Herbert & Mitchell Akiyama & Goem, then go for a
wet walk along the waterfront. Must sleep before show...
The 5-7 brings Toronto's Dumb Unit label. Jeremy B. Caulfield,
a.k.a Lotus, opens with a DJ set, followed by Matt and Mark Thibideau
(Matt=Altitude), finishing off with Jacob Fairley playing and
singing sans shirt. The final event of the festival kicked off with the UK’s
Mathew Herbert, accompanied by vocalist Dani Siciliano and Phil
Parnel on piano. Herbert sampled live various sound sources, including
destroying a Gerri Halliwell CD, breaking glass bottles, and for the final
encore, the audience going “aaah.” Fairly mellow, brilliantly executed: the top of
my head tingles. Germany's Dimbiman takes over with Perlon style
dub-techno + live vocals. I enjoy, but anticipation has got the better of me:
Thomas Brinkmann. He takes to the stage behind a multitude of gear: 2 turntables,
2 pitch-controllable CD players, isolator, 2 efx units, drum machine, sequencer, &
a sampler. My head and the crowd quiet in anticipation. Clicks. Layers and layers
of clicks: vertigo. He remixes his recent release, "Klick,” produced with the
use of rhythmic patterns cut into the runout grooves of records. Bass feedback.
It's good to hear mistakes in the almost too perfect world of digital music. From clicks
to techno: “Karyn” plus more Max/Ernst releases, "Soul Center"
funked to destruction. I'm spent. There's no way I can stay on for the dj-machine
Villalobos, providing even more music for the throngs of chin stroking micro-snobs (a
term of endearment). I head to the airport fully satisfied. [Note: tobias & ben last
until 3am. The party went until noon.]
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