Thursday, August 28, 2008

September

For the first time in more than a year I will be presenting a night at the Mu-Meson Archives in Sydney, screening the documentary Words of Advice: William Burroughs on the Road (directed by Lars Movin & Steen Moller) on September 18th at 7:30. This will be the first time the film has screened in Sydney. I will also be presenting a related lecture. As ever with the Mu-Mesons they provide supper with the event. 
For those unfamiliar with the archives check out their website because, as is obvious from even a cursory view of their screenings, these people are a genuine resource for obscure, neglected, underground, and counter cultural film screenings. 

Friday, August 22, 2008

Closing Options

When it was published a few years back I enjoyed the book American Hardcore (Feral House). For those that don't know the work it compiles interviews with musicians and so on, offering an insight into the American hardcore music 'scene' from 1979 - 1986. Feral House also published a quasi-companion volume on the grindcore scene and (perhaps best of all) a book on the Germs.  I have reviewed at least one of these books for Headpress.
Anyway, American Hardcore  inspired a film of the same name which I finally saw this week, somewhat unbelievably locating it in my local mainstream rental outlet. The film uses numerous interviews and some great archive footage (especially of Bad Brains, Flipper and Black Flag) to tell the same story as the book.
While my youth wasn't spent around much hardcore I was a fan some bands (most obviously Black Flag who really created the hardcore style and then moved on from that, moving from scorched earth punk to almost jazz derived guitar damage. But what appealed most about Black Flag was they appeared to negate the clearly delineated politics that informed so many hardcore and punk bands lyrics, likewise they wrapped their records in sleeves with Raymond Pettibone's brilliant black and white images that avoided most of the trappings of the genre, I digress). But the film is remarkable in the way it catches the energy and excitement of the period alongside the d-i-y aesthetic that genuinely transformed the way independent music was created, distributed, and supported.
There is, watching this film, a real sense that a small creative space opened for a short time and that so much was possible, and, I can't help but wonder if such a space will ever exist again. While some may point to social networking sites as zones in which people can share information and promote their bands I feel such optimism is misguided. The possibilities seem somehow limited.