Monthly Archives: June 2015

Pangaea + Parklife 2015

Alright, so it has now been a week since I left for Manchester to go to the annual Pangaea and Parklife festivals that take place there. I’ve had enough time to recuperate, get myself back together, and come to terms with the fact that the weekend is over and that I shall have to wait another year (maybe more) until I return to it again.

How was it, you may be asking? It was great. Had such a fun time. Not just because of all the great acts I was able to see over the four days, but also because I got to spend the time with a lot of amazing people. Having a friend who is into the same music as yourself, and is currently studying in a location that is home to some of the biggest events and musical talents in general does have its benefits.

PanJun15.LineUp.FoyerSlideSo the festivities began last Thursday with the Pangaea Festival, a night organised and situated within the university’s student union. Honestly, I was not as bothered about who was playing there as much as I was for Parklife. In fact, I really only knew that Sister Sledge was there prior to leaving for Manchester on the day. Still, becoming inebriated and dancing/singing along to “We Are Family” and a range of other soul classics did not sound like a bad idea. The positive vibes and atmosphere was too much that I didn’t take any videos of it; there was a brief Snapchat video here and there, but I didn’t want to spend time on my phone recording. It was all about experiencing the stuff there and then. It wouldn’t be the same looking at a video. It would be too sad to reminisce. Plus, you had to be there if you really wanted to enjoy as much as I did. Erol Alkan and Simian Mobile Disco were cool to witness too; I had no idea they were there until my friend mentioned them to me on the day. Videos would have helped to allow a recollection of songs they played – I’m sorry about that – but those of you who have seen them will know how good live acts they both are.

There are plenty of pictures. But those are just of me and my friends over there with our afros, glitter and other accessories – the night had a “Disco Apocalypse” theme which didn’t really work, I dressed up in the same costume as I did last year – and I will never let you see ’em. Never! Haha. Though you’ll probably be able to find them on Facebook if you are having those stalking urges.

A well deserved break was taken on the Friday. There was a barbecue. It was needed, because we all knew the next two days would be something to remember. Those two days were what me and my friend had been waiting for since at least February when the acts were announced. It was finally time.

Parklife-2015I want to tell you everything that happened this weekend. Especially the events of Saturday and Sunday. But most of it is a bit of a blur. And I feel that it would take up too much time. To sum up actually getting there: what was meant to be a swift commute by tram from Manchester Piccadilly to Heaton Park turned into the group abandoning the whole idea because the tram was rammed with people and getting a cab there instead. We got there much later than we were supposed to. But it was all good. The weather was so much better than it was last year, and we were just grateful that we got there in time for the people we really wanted to see. Personally I was left just a tad disappointed. Just a bit. Not so much that I really cared about it.

The guys I saw on Saturday were: Novelist, Justin Martin, Mac DeMarco, SiriusModeselektor, Wu Tang Clan, Jamie xx, and Seth Troxler.

All in all, was a great day. Met a lot of people having a good time. I did see a bit of Mac DeMarco, but a lot less of him than what I wanted to see. I did get to see him play “Salad Days“, “Still Together“, “The Stars Keep on Calling My Name“, and a bit of “Freaking Out the Neighborhood“, but he was on at the same time as Justin Martin who my friend wanted to see. So I conceded, and went with him to watch. Justin Martin was still cool though. There will be plenty of times to see Mac in the future.

I am sorry to say, however, that the real disappointment – which I still can’t get over because it baffles me that much – was the Wu-Tang. “WHAT?!” I hear you cry. Yeah. I know. Missing the RZA, Raekwon, and Method Man, the Clan weren’t able to perform up to the standards that I was expecting them too months in advance. This was on the Main Stage too, and I exchanged disappointed looks with my friend Dhillon who was just as perplexed as I was at what was going on. The sound wasn’t good, there was no bass, the crowd was tame as anything, and the group didn’t help themselves by dedicating five minutes of time to the DJ who failed to impress with his scratching and tricks on his turntables. It was a shame. I asked a fellow member of the crowd if he was disappointed in what has occurring, with a fake smile he replied “Can you see it on my face?” Enough said. At least I can say I’ve seen the Wu. Probably just not for the right reasons.

Sunday was a beautiful day. The journey there was a lot quicker than the day before, and the sun was out for a longer period of time too. There were a lot less acts on the last day that I was bothered about seeing, but I had to see Madlib and Nas. Just because they are who they are. Apparently Madlib played some new Madvillainy, which I am a bit pissed about as I was not there to see it. But he did play some J Dilla, and some stuff from his recent work with Freddie Gibbs which was amazing to hear. Actually, I’ll just give you a list of who I saw:

Patrick Topping, Madlib, Hudson Mohawke, David Rodigan, George Fitzgerald, Kaytranada (bangin’), Nas (I say I saw him, I saw a bit of his last song before DJ EZ, who owned it on the same stage), Calyx & Teebee

Alright, so I didn’t fully get to see Nas. A shame as he was performing Illmatic… but I think he’ll milk it for a 30th anniversary tour in nine years. I don’t mind waiting.

Both my good mate and I agreed that it was unbelievable that it has been a year since the last Parklife. Time has really flown by. It was a great weekend, and I am lucky to be acquainted with a whole bunch of great people who made my time there the best that it could be. Love ’em to bits. Take me back, please.

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That’s all I have to say on that. For followers, I’m sorry there hasn’t been posts on here for the past week. I think above should explain why. Normal work on here should resume from Monday onward. A bit lethargic at the moment to do a daily thing this week. Though I am feeling a lot better than I was at this point last year which is awesome. I’ll be back.

Jamie

My iPod #505: Wilco – Heavy Metal Drummer

Both this track and “I Am the Man Who Loves You” jumped out to me as being the radio-friendly hits from Wilco’s well-respected album Yankee Hotel Foxtrot. Though the album did go through a ton executive meddling that pushed back its initial release and forced it to be distributed on a completely label altogether, all of which was pleasantly documented, it could have been commercially represented by singles which I think would have been very popular. But what do I know?

“Heavy Metal Drummer” is one of the brighter, and lighter sounding tracks on the album. Faking you out with a boom-box drum beat for the first few seconds, the song suddenly bursts with a delightful piano line and brisk acoustic guitars amidst a general perky beat provided by drummer Glenn Kotche. The mix is then filled with bubbly synthesizers for the majority of the track as Jeff Tweedy recounts memories of the past from the heavy metal bands to personally playing Kiss covers whilst high.

You can’t help but feel the melancholic undertone when Tweedy sings “I miss the innocence I’ve known”. He yearns for the times when life wasn’t so hard and everything was alright. But the music’s uplifting and sometimes child-like playfulness overtakes that lingering sadness.

My iPod #504: Nirvana – Heart-Shaped Box

So this song may or may not be about Courtney Love’s vagina. Meh. If it is, it’s still a damn good song about one. A classic that doesn’t need much discussion. You must have heard it, that’s the only reason I say this.

“Heart-Shaped Box” was the first single released from Nirvana’s third and last album In Utero in 1993. Its music video was one of the main reasons why I immediately liked the track. Although it was mildly comedic watching Kurt Cobain going insane and lunging at the camera with the widest and bluest eyes with every “HEY” and “WAIT”, it was fascinating seeing the guy that bit more close and personal in one of their music videos. I can only imagine how people felt viewing it when it came out for the first time. The Ku-Klux-Clan child, the old man on the crucifix with the Santa hat, the fake fetuses hanging of the tree branches… the singing crows……. I am not making this up. It’s too much.

As for the music… well. It is rough. That is the one word I think sums up this, and the rest of the album, very well.

My iPod #503: be your own PET – Heart Throb

“Heart Throb” is from be your own PET’s second album Get Awkward, released two years after the band had been on the radar for a while and unveiled their debut album to the masses. The second album exhibited a slicker production and precise style to the band’s music, but the change did not take away from their ecstatic performances and juvenile subject matter.

The third track “Heart Throb” is a fast-paced, in your face slammer about a girl who, despite having a boyfriend already, can’t help but get weak in the knees when she catches another boy – possibly the ‘heart throb’ the song is titled after – looking back at her when she tries to catch his glance. She has major feels for the guy, but realises that it’s probably for the best that nothing could happen between them, because she already has someone who will take of her.

It is an exciting listen. Over just after two minutes, but a balls-to-the-wall performance nevertheless.

My iPod #502: The Strokes – Heart in a Cage


“Heart in a Cage” was the second single released from First Impressions of Earth, the third album by rock band The Strokes released on New Year’s Eve 2005, or New Year’s Day 2006 depending on where you lived.

It’s good to be able to recall the memories of a certain time when an album was about to be released and there was a certain hype around it. First Impressions was the comeback of the band who symbolised the return of indie rock in the 21st century, and whilst “Juicebox” was somewhat the wild ride – to put it lightly – with its action-flick sounding bassline and controversial music video, “Heart in a Cage” was the straight comedown with its black and white video and depressing subject matter.

Before being released officially, I had already heard the song when The Strokes performed it at an exclusive live show in London which was aired on MTV2 during December. Just a side note. Check it out if you want.

But the official video came out a few months later, and features the band members performing the track around various locations in New York City. Most notably, Julian Casablancas mimes to the track whilst lying on the ground and avoiding being trampled on at the same time. You can’t help but feel sorry for the guy as he sings about feeling abandoned, unmotivated, and restricted. He’s not allowed to feel free. His heart beats in its cage.