Frequent Rotation – February 2024

Somehow it’s already eleven days into March, so this post is coming a bit late to truly count as a February rotation note. It’s been a bit hectic, so I’ve been sitting on this write up for a bit too long. But good music doesn’t age, so it’s all the same to me. This month has been decidedly jazzy, and I don’t see things shifting too far away from this for the next few weeks, since I’ve got tickets to see Snarky Puppy (and on my birthday, no less!!).

Freddie Hubbard – Live.. The CTI Years 1970 – 1973

This one was a random choice on Spotify, really. I wanted to listen to a Freddie album I haven’t heard before, and I landed on this live one. Frustratingly, I can’t find too much info about the line up, only what discogs has to say, which I’m not sure is super reliable. The standout, for me, is the incredible, almost 20 minutes long rendition of Red Clay. It’s massively different from the recording on the eponymous album, so much more free and meandering. I could (and have) listened just to that on repeat for a little while.

Frank Sinatra – Live at the Sands

Sinatra’s album at the Sands is Frank at his best. But it’s notable not just for old blue eyes’s husky voice, but also for the entire group working on this. Frank is accompanied by the Count Basie Orchestra – they could make any slouch sound good, and with someone as accomplished as Sinatra they shine. The arrangements are done by Quincy Jones – one of the very few people who are famous and wealthy because of how genuinely talented they are. Every song is a delight on this. But the thing that is most memorable, and which I keep talking to people about, is the deeply unfunny standup routine Frank does in the middle of this album to an audience that is absolutely eating it up (it’s a casino, I guess they’re all blasted on cheap whisky). It’s so unfunny it becomes funny all over again. Just an incredible album.

George Benson – Giblet Gravy

Pat Metheny once said that the world would be a much better place if George Benson just put out an instrumental album once a year. The world is also a much better place if you listen to a different George Benson album every month. But early Benson is where it’s at. Giblet Gravy is his fourth album, and he’s already showing the signs of his future move into somewhat more pop territory. But maybe because these are only signs that this album is so wonderful. There’s a sense of pure joy that you can hear in his playing, that honestly, is always there. But at this point it’s all shown through the spicy blues licks peppering the solos, the lightnight fast passages, the sense that he’s looking at his hands with some amusement at what he’s capable of (you see him do this exact move at the end of his solo on Take Five from the Live in Montreaux album, it’s like he’s saying to his band mates “Yeah, I don’t know where that came from either”). Love him.

To conclude, a few things I’m chuffed to hear soon:

  • A new Kamasi Washington album is coming out in May
  • Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds are also going to have a new album out this year

New Music – March 2024

I don’t seem to have enough material for a Link Zone this week, but it has been a fine week for discovering new music, so I thought I’d post about that instead. I’ve also got a Frequent Rotation post for February queued up – that should go live tomorrow morning.

  1. to the APhEX by Dorian Dumont

Solo piano adaptations of Aphex Twin tunes – sign me up. Listening to Dumont improvise over Avril 14 is sublime. Perfect music for an easy morning.

  1. Ghosted II by Oren Ambarchi, Johan Berthling and Andreas Werliin

A follow up to their Ghosted album from 2022. It’s as stunning as the first one, equally unhinged, and as it so often happens with these things, it was the perfect fit after Dumont’s Aphex Twin album.

  1. Saisei by DJ Krush

It’s fucking DJ Krush – in fine form as always, really pushing his blend of hip hop and ambient with samples derived from traditional Japanese music. This album is much more bass-heavy than I remember his music usually being, which is not at all a bad thing.

  1. Dopamine by Soccer96

When I messaged my friend Adam about Dorian Dumont’s album, he came back to me with a link to this album by synth and drum duo Soccer96. A joyous discovery. Musically, it reminds me a bit of early AIR, some of the more pop moments in King Crimson or Genesis. Lush synths, groovy bass lines, dynamic drum beats. It’s all good vibes all the time.

The Link Zone 007

As always – tips welcome, please and thank you – leave comments! You get a sense of what I’m into from the blog.

Blog Roll 2024

Here’s a list of everything that’s in my RSS feed right now. I use Feedly to keep track of it all. Always looking to add new things – if you get a sense from what I’ve got here that you can recommend me something I might like, please comment

I think a few of these might not be active any more, or otherwise, I don’t remember the last time I saw something from them. But it’s a nice list to get started.

Preparatory Readings For Reading Deleuze

In my academic life I have had perhaps two proper encounters with Gilles Deleuze. First, in an survey class on critical theory, we spent a week reading something or other of his. I think perhaps from his and Guattari’s A Thousand Plateaus. Second, when writing my master’s thesis on Kant’s politics and anthropology, I read Deleuze’s Kant’s Critical Philosophy. I’m sure there have been other encounters, though always tangential, such as sitting through someone’s talk on Deleuze at a conference or watching bits and pieces from the documentary L’abecedaire de Gilles Deleuze (which is on youtube in full!).

I can’t say any of those encounters have particularly stuck with me. But nonetheless, I’ve always felt I just needed the right excuse to read more of Deleuze’s books and essays, so when an opportunity came up to do a survey course through the Melbourne School of Continental Philosophy with noted Deleuzian Jon Roffe, I felt it’s time.

The course is split into two semester-long classes. The first covering nine of Deleuze’s first ten books (looks like we’re skipping his 1965 book on Nietzsche, translated into English as Pure Immancence, and the second half (presumably) the rest. So it looks like I’m going hard at Deleuze this year.

Gathering some materials to refer back to here for the first class.

Primary Texts

  • Empiricism and Subjectivity (1953)
  • Nietzsche and Philosophy (1962)
  • Kant’s Critical Philosophy (1963)
  • Proust and Signs (1964, 1976 rev.)
  • Bergsonism
  • Masochism
  • Expressionism in Philosophy: Spinoza
  • Difference and Repetition
  • Logic of Sense

Secondary Texts

  • Deleuze a Guide for the Perplexed by Claire Colbrook
  • Deleuze: An Introduction by Todd May
  • Protevi, Smith, and Voss’s Stanford Encyclopedia article about Deleuze
  • Deleuze on Music, Painting and Art by Ronald Bogue (Mostly for the bit on music, to be honest)
  • The Works of Gilles Deleuze I: 1953-1969 by Jon Roffe – this book, I’m guessing, is the basis of the lecture course I’m taking. Available open access from the publisher
  • Deleuze: A Philosophy of the Event by Francois Zourabichvili
  • Gilles Deleuze’s Philosophy of Time by James Williams
  • Deleuze’s Difference and Repetition by Joe Hughes
  • The Priority of Events by Sean Bowden

Other resources

I’m going to steer clear of other introductory texts for now. I know there is a huge amount of discourse online about Deleuze at all points – but I don’t know enough to take it in critically quite yet. For now, I’m treating this post as a draft of a later index to the whole reading project that might serve as a guide to those starting later.

Edit 27/2: Added a few more books to the secondary text list that my pal Greg Marks recommended.

The Link Zone 006

It’s been a bit slow in the ol’ RSS feed, so this is the first Link Zone in a little while. But there are some great things here.

  • This paper by Shumailov et al shows that Large Language Models start to degenerate once they start being trained on generated data – probably not great for our AI future.
  • On a similar note, Ryan Broderick writes on Garbage Day about why AI search is a Doomsday Cult
  • Open Culture has this write up on an AI van Gogh that one can interact with at the Musee d’Orsay in Paris
  • A small write up of the death of Vice News by Sophie Caraan at Hypebeast – need to find something more in depth about this, but it’s the same story we’ve seen countless times – the wealthy managerial class destroying another news outlet in the name of personal greed.
  • The best advice column you’re likely to read this week: Emily Gould responding to a fellow writer who needs advice on how to deal with her husband possibly leaving harsh reviews of her novel on goodreads.
  • This week’s Friday short story on Overland is My Wedding Cheesemonger by Sophia Benjamin, and it is a riot

Things I’m looking to read more about in the near future:

  • AI and LLMs (might need to get some books)
  • More short stories
  • Jazz

Crimes of the Future 1970 – 2023

Interesting to watch both of Cronenberg’s Crimes next to one another. In an overt way, they have little to do with one another. Maybe some hints in the 2023 film to nod towards the 1970 one. The first an early arthouse outing, filmed silently, with just a voice over. Form steered by budget (or lack thereof). It was Cronenberg’s second film. The second is his latest (hopefully not last), form again seemingly steered by budget. The film is so beautiful, but feels somewhat empty.

In the 1970 film, we follow Adrian Tripod, a director of the House of Skin, a dermatological clinic for wealthy deviants, as he searches through a post-pandemic landscape in search of his mentor, Antoine Rouge, whose experiments caused the disease that wiped all women out. The film broadly shows us where Cronenberg is going to spend the bulk of his career – it’s really an early exploration of the same intersection of body horror and sexuality that will occupy him for most of his life. People afflicted with the disease release a dense fluid from various body parts, nipples, eyes, which Tripod describes as “harmless, even attractive.” The sick body becomes a site of sexual exploration.

As Tripod encounters different characters, his perversions become clearer to the audience. He engages in foot fetishism, each encounter tense with the possibility of violence (which isn’t always the subtext even – sometimes it’s just there). The removal of women leads many men to become deviants, even pedophiles, “a novel sexuality for a novel species of man.” The deprivation of “regular” pleasures leads to the development of new ones. A change in our environment changes the fundamental nature of humanity. This is a key question that will occupy Cronenberg into the future – how much does our changing world change who we are?

While the 2023 film is not a sequel or a remake, it is in many ways a spiritual continuation of the earlier one, I think. Here, we follow Saul Tenser and Caprice, a world-renowned couple of performing artists. Their art is as follows. Tenser, through some mysterious biological change in his body, is able to grow new organs, with yet undetermined properties and functions. Caprice, an ex-surgeon, uses a repurposed automatic autopsy bed to perform live surgery on him in front of an audience. The question throughout the film is how far can the human body change before it becomes a new species?

This question is most ostentatiously posed by a governmental body called the National Organ Registry. They collect and catalogue new rogue organs, as well as the people who grew them to prevent them from perverting humanity. But humanity is, as the film’s central thesis holds, already perverted. Pain has all but disappeared – Tenser’s surgeries are done without anaesthesia. If there is no pain, pleasure, as we commonly know it, is also gone. “Surgery is the new sex,” we are repeatedly told. In both films our bodily afflictions push our new sexual desires to their logical conclusions.

The only overt reference between the two films is that one of the characters encountered by Tripod in the 1970 film is able to grow new organs, much like Tenser. But the real conversation between them is about what our pleasure reveals to us about our humanity. It’s one that Cronenberg poses elsewhere numerous times, e.g. in Crash (what if car crashes gave you a boner?) or in Videodrome (what if watching tv too much turns you into a monster?).

How far can we go in modifying our bodies before we stop being ourselves? The human question is always close for Cronenberg. He’s interested in exploring our drives and impulses. In the 1970 film, the answer seems to be focused on our sexual drives as requiring a certain balance. On the one hand, our pursuit of beauty is dangerous – the film’s entire world is shaped by a pandemic brought on by beauty treatments; on the other hand, without a pursuit of beauty (here signalled by a lack of women) sexuality becomes perverse (here signalled by the pedophilic gang encountered by Tripod). In the 2023 film the sexual drive is again pulled by the lack of balance – without pain, sex becomes pointless – pleasure in the conventional sense disappears. Instead, the thing we lack replaces pleasure as the focus of our pursuit, so surgery with no anaesthesia replaces sex.

This exploration is perhaps what turns people off the film. In some ways, it’s understanddable – it’s clearly not Cronenberg’s best. In a sense, we could just say, lazily, that this is simply Cronenberg’s shtick. It sort of feels like Cronenberg set out to make a Cronenberg film and was checking off a list of stuff to include: a bit of body horror, some sexual perversion, Viggo Mortensen… I actually don’t disagree with the criticism all that much – the tropes do feel a bit played out. But perhaps this film is meant to be an update. An artist coming back to his early exploration late in life, seeing how differently things might end if he began with a similar premise. If we feel like we’ve seen it before, it’s because we have. The interesting thing isn’t the bit about how our sexuality and humanity intertwine and change, but rather, how this has changed in Cronenberg’s eyes since he was young.

I’m writing this about two weeks after I watched the movies – it’s interesting reading back over the above vis a vis my notes. In my notes, I took the 2023 film to be almost entirely a contemplation about the nature of art – how much control does the artist have over his art? Can Tenser influence the way in which his new organs develop? Yet, this question wasn’t really what stuck with me for the past two weeks as I’ve been planning this reflection in my head. In fact, it hasn’t at all – I wrote it down as a thought while watching the movie and then never thought it again.

At one point one of the characters, I didn’t write down who, tells us that “the creation of art is often associated with pain.” But if Cronenberg is trying to make a serious point about art, it ends up being a bit heavy handed – making art is pain, here’s a guy getting surgery with no anaesthesia to prove this. In the film, art is better understood just as the vehicle for getting us to the question about the venn diagram between pain and our humanity.

Statement from the board of Overland in support of its editors

An important statement from the board of the Australian literary journal Overland in support of its editors, Jonathan Dunk and Evelyn Araluen. Jon and Evelyn have been and continue to be fearless observers of evil and staunch supporters of its victims. They’re currently being relentlessly attacked by the far-right and zionists because of their continued critiques of Israeli war crimes against Palestinian people.

Overland is one of the few literary magazines I consistently remain subscribed to, and one I’m very proud to have published in.

Even if you’re not in Australia, I highly recommend a subscription or checking them out online.

Russian Circles and Katatonia (9-10 Feb 2024)

It seems that this is very much the touring season here in Australia. Comparing notes with my friends the other day, we’ve each found there is a long list of bands we all want to see coming to town. Last weekend post-metal band Russian Circles and melodic sadness masters Katatonia came through town – and surprisingly to myself, I was not only keen to go to two gigs on two consecutive nights (I am in my thirties), it was also an incredible time.

Russian Circles

Like many great Melbourne nights, this one began at the Clyde. I’m now apparently on the hook to co-organise an experimental film night (we’ll see – would be good though). My pal, W, and I ended up skipping the opening acts for the conversation, and arrived at the venue maybe 10 min before RC took the stage.

The first thing to note about their set is that though there are just three of them on stage, it sounds like there are many more. Both the guitarist (Mike Sullivan) and bass player (Brian Cook) make extensive and excellent use of loops on stage. They seem to have some backing tracks, but mostly for a few atmospheric transitions between songs. The sound was huge at the venue.

The second thing is that while obviously, in a power trio, everyone has to be pulling their weight, the drummer, Dave Turncrantz, clearly leads this band. He provides such an incredible amount of energy on stage. I wouldn’t be surprised if he didn’t dry heave from exhaustion afterwards.

The band’s music is all instrumental, but interestingly, they also didn’t have a stage mic at all to talk to the crowd – they just arrived, played their songs (mostly from their latest album Gnossis), and left. No encore. Amazing.

Katatonia

Compared to the night before, a huge contrast. Firstly, W, I and our friends M and S, rocked up early enough to see all of the opening acts.

The first band was called Victoria K, and honestly, it wasn’t great. It’s a bit shocking that they got a high profile opening gig like this – the night before they also opened for Blind Guardian. None of the members of this band seem to be very prominent in the scene (not that I’m that connected to know what’s what, but my friends are). There were some whispers of them being industry plants – might not be surprising.

The second band, Suldusk, was a huge improvement – they play a kind of folk-affected metal that while not exactly my jam, was at times pretty good. They have a new album coming out, and I might listen to them again.

Katatonia were a radical departure from all of the other bands. Head and shoulders above their openers, their songs and sound were simply better. For me, it was a bit of a nostalgia gig – I used to listen to them a huge deal when I was 18 or 19, and not that much since. They played a lovely selection across their back catalogue, and perhaps most of their new album.

Overall, I don’t super know how I had the energy for all this, but it was a solid two nights of metal music. I would love to see a band like Russian Circles or Katatonia take more of an improvisatory approach. I know it’s not really the done thing in metal music, but why not? Why not?

The Link Zone 005

  • Back in February, Cory Doctorow wrote on his blog about how he got scammed.
  • Cool interview with Sleater-Kinney’s Carrie Brownstein in the Creative Independent
  • Anil Dash on just how radical RSS tech is on his blog.
  • Also Anil Dash on the renaissance of the human internet also on his blog.
  • In case anyone is looking for an RSS reader (my own choice is Feedly) – there’s a nice breakdown on Lifehacker.
  • A great interview and article about Marshall Allen, the current leader of the Sun Ra Arkestra in the Guardian.
  • A good summary of the current turmoil in Pakistan by Ariba Shahid and Charlotte Greenfield in Reuters.