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North London V-tard splicing beauty to the beats

Posts Tagged ‘ambience

SMASH TELEVISION

August 14, 2008

A group of VJLondon.org members got together at mine last night to pool our mad skillz and collaborate on some high-speed footage in the infamous back room of my warehouse. DeepVisual’s Gary brought along a carful of black bags, blue paper and extendable metal which opened out into a fully equipped studio… We were joined […]

Fat Butcher @ Secret Garden Party

July 28, 2008

Just got in the door from SGP, furry mouth, crusty soles and all. Photos coming soon. We were praying for rain by the end of Saturday. All available shade was packed tighter than a suitcase with hungover revellers (dehydration was rife; there were about 5 taps to provide water for 125,000 people – sort it […]

KABLAMMO

June 6, 2008

Unexploded WW2 bomb right behind my house on Three Mills Island. They are detonating it today inside an igloo. Here, let the Daily Mail explain it (What other paper would specify that a bomb left over from WW2 bombings was a GERMAN BOMB? Cheer up DM, it’ll be over by Christmas). They’re making a stop-motion […]

SQUID

May 16, 2008

Thanks for the kicks up the arse regarding new posts I have received over the last two weeks via text, email, phone, and on the exceptional occasions I’ve left the house to ruddy myself in the sun, face to face The following images are part of a project in development that’s so secret, if I […]

Lost Highway @ Young Vic

April 8, 2008

I hadn’t seen the film or heard anything about Lost Highway at the Young Vic, and until I saw ENO on the posters in the foyer, I hadn’t realised we were about to immerse ourselves in an opera. The set of this production was an inspiring feat; a perspex box suspended over a catwalk, with […]

IMMERSION – aftermath

April 4, 2008

IMMERSION at the FleaPit was quite the mind-wringer. I enjoyed myself immensely although there was some adrenalin rush before I went on, unlike anything I’ve felt for a long time, as it felt like everybody was scrutinising my timing. I think I pulled it off. I played a stripped-down set, snapping between sets of 6 […]