our post-human age / crown hotel review

 The reset. The new new. The newer new, just in yesterday, i mean seconds ago. Its a special newness, and it's authoritarian to the core. But we like it. It feels good. I believe thats what Zizek is trying to say. 

What is value? I've asked that and probably did not answer it very well. Melbourne is in stage four lockdown.Auckland stage 3. Dunedin stage 2.  I'm gonna write write write my way outta hell. Sorry world, I'm a matt outta hell. Pleasing? Maybe. Maybe not. Ego. What is it?  Do I have one or not? Not much i can do about it now. The block is lifting nelly, it takes its time but it's lifting. 

Review - the Crown Hotel is a pool hall . And a music venue. It is. It is a great place, with great photography and posters of all the Dunedin Sound acts from back in the day, and a denizen of gnarley locals. And its a pool hall. And there's pool being played there and the pool players can watch the band through a screen . It is a kind of paradise. Poolio. Portal. No im' not being a c**t. (i AM one)

The night belonged to the visual. Geometric standards. A newly crafted sigil is Guardians sign, a triangular object that could well be a type of alien flag. Intuitive knockings. take homes. And your take home from tonight is "be that as it may, we hate prince George". Nope. Not really. See, I'm not trying to make it all about me. I am expressing 'self' through an form of written communication. . Oh, you knew that already, you smart bastard. 

First up was Corpse Hand , a type of neuronal music utilizing samples of meditation cassettes and granular electronics. Sensualism at its finest. Literally rendered me relaxed, body part by body part. I bought in to the entire procedure.  Procedural music. Absolute joy to experience. Corpse Hand rules.

Next up was the new act PSI Division  calling up something aethetric! Monstrous psychedelic noise that had to be seen and heard to be believed. Totally off the planet. Amazing. Another procedure , another working, a type of dousing or scrubbing , a veritable storm of smoke , otherworldy. Rules.

Next was Blue Cheese, pop delicatessen, pop delicate, new pop delight. Almost reminds me of the pop styling of dunedin bahnd MINK back in the day. Drummer reminds me of Charlie Watts. Punchy but could crumble at any minute, pure pop. Stop saying pop, you old pop. God i'm old. But there are older. Ruled. 

Lastly was the Guardians,  a  precision percussion based act featuring brilliant photographer/film makers Lance Strickland and Chris Schmelz. Broiling boiling and fastidiously anti-authoritarian in its delivery. Masterful use of drum equipment, contact mics and electronics . Cinematic, evocative, invo cative, dark, brooding, calling on a type of anti-militant militancy? Is that fair? Ruled. And will rule into the ...future......winter is coming. 

And thats it, im too afraid that the psychic environment of our gothic kaptial Dunedin might rise up and mutilate me in revenge for my stupid opinion pieces so no more reviews.  Considering all the fucking references to all things extremely dark, I'm staying out of it. For a bit.   Sorry.   Actually, we'll see. Until i'm drinking again. 




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