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Gently stretch your neck, angling it down to your left shoulder, and hold in place.
0.30
Slowly, return your neck to its central position, keeping your shoulders low and your breathing measured.
1.00
Now, angle your neck down towards your right shoulder, again moving it slowly and resisting the urge for any circular or twitchy movements.
1.30
Slowly, return your neck to its central position, keeping your shoulders low and your breathing measured.
1.36
Inhale and exhale with increasing speed. Begin to ferociously punch the air around you, imagining you are spelling profane words in the molecular mess of dust and air. Take care not to hit any work colleagues in your vicinity.
3.24
Continue. Occasionally whisper the names of your dead pets. Mournfully, and without irony.
3.25
Consider revising that fragment.
3.53
And relax.
Simon Pomery writes occasionally concrete poems and leaves the 3D rhythms and rubble for his Blood Music project, clearly identifying the lack of ‘Samba’ in the otherwise maximalist rhythmic Catholicism of the Diagonal Records output.
His new record comes out on the 29th of June and is labeled as such:
“A1 Chicks
A2 Sharking
B1Badgering
B2 Chicks [Helm Remix]”
Who knows if he’s some kind of MRA / PUA creep, or just satirizing that discourse in a way I’m yet to pick up on. But, in a world of ‘Prostitutes’ and ‘Patricias’ maybe those song titles are just noise-techno signifiers, helping lost boys in dark record shops around the world. Here he asks Helm to lend a hand, ahead of a new album on PAN, out in June too. The results are, for all else, aggressively brilliant.
So, what started for me as some kind of aural chiropody turned quickly into a soup of contradicting political concerns:
such is life in 2015. I’ve missed you Tiny Mix Tapes.
• Blood Music: https://soundcloud.com/blood-music
• Diagonal Records: http://www.diagonal-records.com/