Bristol University 28 and Leicester University Only thing is. Send them to PO Box 40, Wootton. Liverpool L25 6LH. Brittechno producer Neil Landstrumm is reported to have moved to America. Dublin Red Box Glasgow In The City Swansea Hippo October 3. Plymouth Screem 4. Southampton Boat Party 5. Middlesbrough Empire 1 0Brighton Paradox Manchester Sankey's Soap 1 6. Sheffield Rise 1 7. Birmingham Wobble 1 8. Norwich University 24 and Glasgow Colours K7 on September Apparently, two men stormed into the club armed with baseball bats and attacked a number of people in the venue.
The fight then escalated, until a stream of police riot vans turned up. It was just two blokes who got refused entry and then came back later, forced their way in, and started a fight. Up Yer Ronson denied rumours that they were shutting down their entire operation as a result of financial difficulties and stated that they will be staging a series of club tours in the near future.
There ve been disagreements between me and the venue's owners and. It's going to have a superb soundsystem and be designed it around the needs of theartists and club promoters. Foul Play signed to Moving Shadow in It is thought he had been suffering from Typhus for quite sometime. Kuti began experimenting with jazz in 1 when he moved to London and formed his first band.
He had been ill forsome time and it is thought that he died from heart failure. Featuring contributions from Talvin Singh. God bless him. We thought it was a good time for us to regenerate the night and give it a bit of a kick up the arse. Kosecki was instrumental in many of the DiY collective's ventures in the south west.
As the dodgy raver pulls all manner of cheesy dance moves, a sign flashes up saying. This Is Wrong! We had worked with him for four years and he was a complete dynamo.
Children Of Dub. UVX and Astral World all give it some in a tie-dyed, patchouli-toting fashion. Said record. To be included contact Ben Beardsworth on Kelli Dayton from the Sneaker Pimps. Mike Rowe, were among those who got together to record an entire album in two days at the end of August.
No names been given to the one-off project yet. Sorry, we haven't had our licence revoked by the authorities. Sorry, we offer top-class DJs and other entertainment week on week. Sorry, we have the most amazing atmosphere. Sorry if nine weeks out of 1 0 our club is full to capacity. Sorry if people have to queue to get in the club. Sorry if the club was full by As soon as we have any news you will be the first to know. Rumours hint that Ministry Of Sound are about to become part of the massive First Leisure group, an entertainments corporation which is involved in everything from discotheques to bingo halls.
But London is a whole lot different to Liverpool, though. Whether they can get that sort of atmosphere going in London is another matter. To be honest, their reputation means fuck all down here and they're going to get a shock when they discover how fickle and spoilt the crowds in really London are. Irv was working on a new book at the time, his darkest work yet. Rat on a DJ. Grass up a misbehaving celebrity. All contributions accepted. The juicier the better.
The driver promptly managed to fall asleep at the wheel both going there and coming back. So Herr Clarke took over himself.
With nary a scowl in sight. Plus his Radio One show was rocking. They even hired loud-hailers, banged down the door and as she was about to come clean, they let loose with a volley of water-pistols. Except that Richard's landing was marred by a freak gust of wind and he broke his back on landing.
Top video, though. And get better soon, mate. Way to go. But did he grab them and stick them in his loot bag? Certainly not, he signed them and handed them back. In the space of one week, he managed to crash his hired jeep no less than three times. So if you're hitching round the island, for goodness sake, beware. A few records in, they were asked to kindly leave the DJ booth because their set was just too obscure.
They were rocking, natch. DOGSTAR The infamous Brixton pub-cum-club may be the most rocking venue sarf London has had for quite some time, but that doesn't excuse the almost weekly occurrence of the bloody ceiling leaking plaster all over everybody.
Dog-kennel more like it. Whitey indeed. Take that and stick it up your Nush. Or rather, the ones who refused to come to the Muzik S AS awards unless their girlfriends could come too.
Apparently they needed someone to wipe the dribble from their noses. Sorry, mouths. You know who you are. So beautiful was she, they all became sorely jealous op her locks and east a spell upon her. And most cruel and unnatural a spell it was too.
Cr, sounds pretty bloody reasonable to us, mate Chelsea scooters WITH Chelsea FC now apparently no more than an dumping ground for Continental coffin-dodgers and peg-leggers, things have gone from bad to worse with the arrival of the Chelsea scooter.
An attempt to steer the club to the very top of the style league because, some might say, they're never going to scale the football one! Available exclusively from the Chelsea Megastore. A partnership between designer Wenda Harrison and stylist Andreas Nicol, their first exhibition this summer has already landed them in major retailers like Browns, The Dispensary and Koh Samui.
As they proudly claim, "wearable, affordable clothes, edgy without being fierce". Whatever, the Prodge decided to celebrate the nuclear success of "Fat Of The Land" by sending all us journo types some really useful toilet seat covers.
They're fluffy, they're cosy and your granny would love 'em. Not at all like the Prodge, then. Maybe "Firestarter" was all about erm, rings of fire. If you know what we mean. Trainer Watch Your guide to modern footwear THEY might look like the kind of thing Space 1 's Martin Landau would have strutted around Moonbase Alpha in, but Nike's new silver limited edition Air Max's are currently flying off the shelves faster than you can say "swoosh".
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It gets better. Lotwe're told, is cards of acid from a 1 freak-out and "it is rumoured that the cards were dipped in LSD". Telephone Bonhams on 01 71 - The auction is on Tuesday September 16 Win Fusion fragrance goodies FUSION is Faberge's new fragrance for both men and women, and they'd like you to know that they're reallyjolly clued in to club culture just like you. Not only does it make the kind of whiff that means you'll need armed protection from admiring hordes, but it's also the sponsor behind top club Golden's first UK tour.
Their adverts look like something from the "Love Et Rockets" comics. So we're rather pleased to be able to offer 1 0 winners a bottle of the fragrance, a special Christmas tin with shower gel and deodorant, plusa pair ofVIP tickets to the grand finale of the Seriously Golden Fusion tour at Sundissential in Birmingham on New Year's Eve.
To win, just stick your name and address on a postcard marked "Seriously Golden Fusion Competition" and send it to the usual Muzik address before Friday October Firstten out of the bag win. Nu Birth. Three of the biggest dub tunes this year. A piercing volley of artillery fired straight from the hip of the speed garage underground.
If the tearing, adrenaline charged arrangement sends you heading urgently towards the dancefloor in the same way as some of the other aforementioned speed garage anthems then it's probably because scene veterans Danny Harrison and Julian Jonah, are also known as Gant and Nu Birth. It's a clear, hot, bright-light, blue-sky summer day in London. And speed garage's most wanted production duo are sitting up on the roof terrace of east west records musing upon the state of the scene.
They're in a very good position to muse. And they're remixing virtually everything in sight. But speed garage, like any underground on the cusp of becoming the mainstream, is mutating at light speed. Well, with at least three different monikers on the go, both of them.
As Gant and Lockdown they've made the jump-up gangsta garage side a fine art. However, that doesn't mean they're about to ditch their talents for dropping irresistible hooks or indeed damning the tearing side of the scene.
Julian, meanwhile, 32, originally from Forest Hill, was behind a pivotal remix of Richard Derbyshire four years ago which was bootlegged and played heavily on the nascent Underground garage scene.
Both Julian and Danny have witnessed the growth of speed garage from its roots in the shops and south London house parties and on the pirates too. Danny used to distribute shrink-wrapped US house and garage around London record shops and Julian did a few years behind the counter in a record shop in Fulham. That's how they met. It was just like the same old formula time and time again. What it needed was an edge to it. So that's when the DJ's at parties really started pitching it up which gave it a completely different feel.
Especially the vocals. And now the basslines have been beefed up and brought to the fore. I think it's really helped. It's something really new.
After two weeks of solid remixing Byron Stingily and David Anthony to name but two Danny and Julian have just been phoned and asked to mix Olive. Their Robbie Williams remix is the latest cause for wisecracking by the pair though. After Robbie coming out of rehab I don't think the record company are gonna like that much! We might as well give up now!
How much do they have to write the cheque for? Get a fucking grip! Ridikulous situation! And how can you make jazz-flecked grooves on the one hand and throbtastic trance on the other? It just sounded good, that's all. Calypso records? No, I don't think so somehow. And you wont' find a single ukelele reference in their entire back catalogue. No flower garlands or Wakiki name-drops. You want golden sands and tropical climes? Ironic, really, given that in his spare time, Omid also knocks out trancey techno stormers as Phaser which wouldn't be out of place on the Eye Q of old.
Not Omid. Like, thanks. Ask this polite man what that sound is exactly and things become even more confusing. We just try not to be stuck in one groove. We try to play around. We're just trying to sound ruff I suppose. Trying to get a ruff sound going, really. The kind of out of, rather than in, your face beats and grooves which could well see the trusty old phrase balearic dusted down off the shelf at long last.
Back in his hometown after the Berlin Wall came down, Fetisch hooked up with Meister and began producing music for films. Fie was still DJing, though, at the same club as a young man called Kaos. The three of them got together and the Terranova tale began.
It was really exciting. Then a few days later he came down to our little studio, we had a couple of bottles of red wine and did three tracks together in one day. And the album, Fetisch promises, will be something else again.
But then that's the Terranova ethic - low on words, high on music. Especially when you're living in Italy and every record company you know wants nothing but the kind of tacky Euro-screamer that'll bomb right in to the top of the charts. Such was the plight of Cricco Castelli. So he got up and moved to London. People really know about music here.
He's now put out two EPs of Salsoul-snippetted Nineties jazz funk, with another collection of bump and hustle house on New York-based garage label Kult. I might be good at knocking out a few tunes in the studio, but that's it. So he could afford to make a record with Miles Davis and Carlos Santana for fun. And he let me use the music on one of my tracks. Pretty damn good when you can combine them, eh Cricco? SSH: I was always the guy with the radio at school and was just obsessed by it!
I listened to mix shows and wanted to do the same. Frankie Knuckles for his song selection, Grandmaster Flash back in the day for his scratching and our new prodigy, Kelly G, who is untoudiable. Send me some of that! SSH: More instrumentation and good melodies. Boss, boss, the plane, the plane. So I think it would have to be in Barnsley. Although that might mean that nobody would come. Ah, bliss. As to what what comes in between. Ooh, it makes me go all funny just thinking about it.
Slow for the first hour, then mindbending techno. What a way to chill. I started off all cool and then it went horribly wrong! Clubs for me are about dancing and trainers are the most comfortable shoes to dance in. I think I get more out of it than the crowd sometimes! My strength is that I have music that covers the whole history of dance music and I mix old with new.
Ralph Lawson. Back II Basics when it was still going. Having spent going out all the time in London, the music being played wasn't really what I was into.
I was making records at the same time [as The Beloved] and the scene was going towards early progressive house which wasn't really me. I was trying to find a deeper, more spiritual American-type vibe.
Ironically I may not sound like that now but it is the sound underpinning my DJing. Things just went from there! Deep, dubbed-out house music. Johnny Vicious mix is fucking amazing. The vastly under-rated voice of Barry White. Simplicity and depth. Truly groundbreaking. Heart-rendingly beautiful. Years ahead of it's time. Find out the hows, the how much and wherefores of rare recordsand the bounty hunters who chase those tunes for startling amounts of sponduliks. Read it and weep!
In whose record box might you find it? The Orbit in Leeds, Lost at various locations around London and Voodoo in Liverpool are all probable suspects With only copies in circulation or in a safe deposit boxes it's a difficult question but James Lavelle has always been after a copy Sarf London tech- house mecca Wiggle or Subterrain at The End.
To the 56 million others, keep on searching! M25 Orbital raves such as Biology and Apocalypse Now rocked to this seminal anthem. Carl Cox overdid it with years of support for the boys from Kent All big-names will have a copy to get them out of a scrape, but then again so will Mick The Mobile DJ weddings, funerals, barmitzvahs, anything Weatherall's mix of this with The Waterboys "Whole Of The Moon" is second to none.
Or go and get yourself 45 and a half pints of lager instead What does it sound like? Typical Carl Craig Detroit techno. Big banging looped-up beats interrupted by an ambient breakdown. Vintage due to its bassline which pioneered the combination of techno and disco Similar to another Pierre classic "Dream Girl". Dark, spooky Chicago acid house Distorted Detroit techno straight out of London, but also contains early prototype jungle breaks and even acid jazz!
Not many people could tell you what it sounds like. Trademark Orbital dramatic synths stamping on a rolling breakbeat makes it the ultimate party hand-raiser Haunting trip-hop debut from the Dust Chemical Brothers when trip-hop was still 'cool'.
Music you can get into. One a month after that. Albums from T. Bass, Eighth Oimension and more. Get wise to the US of A. The result? The seedy core of The Big Apple exposed on his new album. A small patch of concrete in the city's lower East Side, with a meagre kiddies' playground to one side, a few trees and the odd strip of sun-beaten lawn towered over by the enclosing condos, barely 1 00 yards square.
So what the hell are we doing here when we could be hanging like ape-people from the Empire State? Orstroking our beards artsy-like down the Guggenheim Museum? Look around you. Kids from white-picket suburbs in New Jersey.
Brooklyn and Long Island. And boy do they look weird. Some have got flares so wide they could house the whole of Glastonbury in their bell-bottoms. Except these flares are shredded, ripped and tom to fuck. Tough, brattish. A condomless fuck away from total immorality.
They're not the only freaks gathered in the park. Everywhere you look are society's outcasts. A crackhead in a lime-green felt suit dances like a demented loon, eyes closed. Walkman blasting his ears. Over there, a jazz-band skiffle and improv using a converted wash-board and some steel bins.
A gaggle of homeboys perform an impromptu human-beatbox rap. Another cat. This is New York after all. And there, bobbing between each and every cluster of wasters, losers and drifters, is David Holmes. Weed in his pocket, tabs of LSD on the way.
If you can get a gun. You is the S-H-l-T! Dean O'Connor. Holmes is explaining his fascination with New York. Just all the fucking strange people you see wandering around town. You could fucking go down Lafayette Street in a sack doing somersaults and people would take absolutely no notice of you. As Holmes notes with awe. Clouds of steam billowing from street-side manholes. Infinite roads clogged with white- knuckle riding yellow taxis.
Steel skyscrapers and desolation row side-by-side. And every nation under the sun. Plus a few from the other side, no doubt. So it wasn't entirely a Cilia Black-scripted surprise when he took off to New York to get soundbites and vibes for the follow-up. The results, or at least a very tiny portion thereof, can be heard in all their bizarre glory on "Let's Get Killed", the follow-up album that's already trampling all over the competition for Album Of The Year. Check our Album Of The Month review to see exactly what it sounds like.
I was on acid meeting real people, not knowing what the fuck was going to happen next. Crack kids on the road to nowhere. Some punk rocker with a crown of thorns for a haircut. I had a couple of very fucking hairy experiences.
Strolling up to strangers, eliciting stories from hard-luck punk bums in St Marks Square, scoring drugs in Central Park, all the while taping his conversations. There are street punks reeling off their drug-intake for the day. Bronx bad boys relating bodily assaults and washing blood off the sidewalks, street astrologers and pavement philosophers. Suggest to Holmes that being fascinated with New York might just be something of a cliche, and he gets rather riled.
You might as welt say the is a cliche after 1 It means you can close your eyes and visualise anything you want. You can be on the streets of New York city. It would be a cliche if it sounded like anything else. But it doesn't. Growing up, Holmes has been a punk, a mod. Someone who could affiliate themselves to any cult or passing fashion and totally immerse themselves in it.
Scootered to The Jam and The Creation. And somewhere in between all that lot. He grins that irresistible Oirish gobshite smile of his and remembers. I was fucking running round with a three-button tonic suit driving a scooter. I had a fucking donkey jacket on. I was totally involved. But my musical influences have always been totally diverse. Firing on all techno cylinders and promising white electronic light and heat.
His legendary club-nights at Sugarsweet and. And remixes for Therapy. The Sandals. St Etienne and Wewers himself confirmed the same impression. Changed days indeed. Album) most DJs were busy using the slot to display mixing prowess, upfront tune blagging and dancefloor rockability. Holmes stuck a snotty two fingers up to the entire tradition and went back to his roots. No mixing, none of his own tunes, just an incredible selection of rare grooves, sweet soundtracks, lost soul and funk classics and scratch-support from a mate.
Chris Call. Jimi Hendrix. Quincy Jones. Jimmy Smith. Even though he was the only one who was genuinely shocked. At the end of the day. Are his recent low-key. I got some great records in Eukatech today. I feel totally comfortable. I'm not Alter Ego. I mean. Tora Tora Tora. Spinning musical webs in every nook and cranny of this great hallway we call music.
Just over a year ago. But there have been good things as well. He's already scored her next series. We shall also soon be enduring a whirlwind of publicity for "Resurrection Man", a violent gore-fest based loosely on the notorious Shankhill Butchers who carved up Catholics in the Seventies just for the hell of it. No prizes for guessing who scored that one too. Holmes has already contributed a track to the next James Bond soundtrack, a reworked version of the classic James Bond theme.
You'll even find an alternative version of it. So does Hollywood beckon for the Holmer. Move over Hollywood, the Holmes-boy is coming. A great film too. Still, it has got to be said that it's an extremely good advert. Really sleazy, dirty funk rock. A great film. Then it just turns into this hardcore, pump-action porn with all these pig-tail hippy chicks getting it hard and fast. Herbie really was the man.
I love this, justforthe suspense and those mad breakdowns thattake you off in all directions. This tune is absolutely filthy. When we put this on. If we look across the ocean or at white dots in the sky Pushing through the crowd like children, why question what we are here for Go and build dreams of sun red skys Be one Behold your heaven has now begun Win AS anyone who knows their beats from their barn owls can tell you, when it comes to compilations of the phattest, coolest, smokiest beats around, you'd have to search pretty hard to find a better series than "Dope On Plastic".
Compiled by the Bristol master of all things puffin', John Stapleton, they've proved themselves pretty darn cool. Not content with four volumes of "Dope On Plastic", Sir Stapleton has now put together "Dope Classics", a blunted bagful of irredeemably classic tunes of groove mania from the last ten years.
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I found that the youth spent a great part of each day in collecting wood for the family fire, and during the night I often took his tools, the use of which I quickly discovered, and brought home firing sufficient for the consumption of several days. She uttered some words in a loud voice, and the youth joined her, who also expressed surprise. I observed, with pleasure, that he did not go to the forest that day, but spent it in repairing the cottage and cultivating the garden.
I found that these people possessed a method of communicating their experience and feelings to one another by articulate sounds. I perceived that the words they spoke sometimes produced pleasure or pain, smiles or sadness, in the minds and countenances of the hearers. This was indeed a godlike science, and I ardently desired to become acquainted with it. But I was baffled in every attempt I made for this purpose. Their pronunciation was quick, and the words they uttered, not having any apparent connection with visible objects, I was unable to discover any clue by which I could unravel the mystery of their reference.
The gentle manners and beauty of the cottagers greatly endeared them to me; when they were unhappy, I felt depressed; when they rejoiced, I sympathized in their joys. I saw few human beings besides them, and if any other happened to enter the cottage, their harsh manners and rude gait only enhanced to me the superior accomplishments of my friends. The old man, I could perceive, often endeavoured to encourage his children, as sometimes I found that he called them, to cast off their melancholy.
He would talk in a cheerful accent, with an expression of goodness that bestowed pleasure even upon me. Agatha listened with respect, her eyes sometimes filled with tears, which she endeavoured to wipe away unperceived; but I generally found that her countenance and tone were more cheerful after having listened to the exhortations of her father.
Chapter 4. Shelley, Mary. Lit2Go Edition. September 26, From this day natural philosophy, and particularly chemistry, in the most comprehensive sense of the term, became nearly my sole occupation. I read with ardour those works, so full of genius and discrimination, which modern inquirers have written on these subjects.
I attended the lectures and cultivated the acquaintance of the men of science of the university, and I found even in M. Krempe a great deal of sound sense and real information, combined, it is true, with a repulsive physiognomy and manners, but not on that account the less valuable.
Waldman I found a true friend. His gentleness was never tinged by dogmatism, and his instructions were given with an air of frankness and good nature that banished every idea of pedantry. In a thousand ways he smoothed for me the path of knowledge and made the most abstruse inquiries clear and facile to my apprehension. My application was at first fluctuating and uncertain; it gained strength as I proceeded and soon became so ardent and eager that the stars often disappeared in the light of morning whilst I was yet engaged in my laboratory.
As I applied so closely, it may be easily conceived that my progress was rapid. My ardour was indeed the astonishment of the students, and my proficiency that of the masters. Professor Krempe often asked me, with a sly smile, how Cornelius Agrippa went on, whilst M.
Waldman expressed the most heartfelt exultation in my progress. Two years passed in this manner, during which I paid no visit to Geneva, but was engaged, heart and soul, in the pursuit of some discoveries which I hoped to make. None but those who have experienced them can conceive of the enticements of science. In other studies you go as far as others have gone before you, and there is nothing more to know; but in a scientific pursuit there is continual food for discovery and wonder.
A mind of moderate capacity which closely pursues one study must infallibly arrive at great proficiency in that study; and I, who continually sought the attainment of one object of pursuit and was solely wrapped up in this, improved so rapidly that at the end of two years I made some discoveries in the improvement of some chemical instruments, which procured me great esteem and admiration at the university.
When I had arrived at this point and had become as well acquainted with the theory and practice of natural philosophy as depended on the lessons of any of the professors at Ingolstadt, my residence there being no longer conducive to my improvements, I thought of returning to my friends and my native town, when an incident happened that protracted my stay.
One of the phenomena which had peculiarly attracted my attention was the structure of the human frame, and, indeed, any animal endued with life. Whence, I often asked myself, did the principle of life proceed? It was a bold question, and one which has ever been considered as a mystery; yet with how many things are we upon the brink of becoming acquainted, if cowardice or carelessness did not restrain our inquiries.
I revolved these circumstances in my mind and determined thenceforth to apply myself more particularly to those branches of natural philosophy which relate to physiology. Unless I had been animated by an almost supernatural enthusiasm, my application to this study would have been irksome and almost intolerable. To examine the causes of life, we must first have recourse to death. I became acquainted with the science of anatomy, but this was not sufficient; I must also observe the natural decay and corruption of the human body.
In my education my father had taken the greatest precautions that my mind should be impressed with no supernatural horrors.
I do not ever remember to have trembled at a tale of superstition or to have feared the apparition of a spirit. Darkness had no effect upon my fancy, and a churchyard was to me merely the receptacle of bodies deprived of life, which, from being the seat of beauty and strength, had become food for the worm.
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