Sunday, September 25, 2005

Stomp

It was as if the most organic sounds from our everyday lives had been taken and forced into a lattice of pure noise. Listening to the pulsing rhythms and trying to pick out the interplay between all the musicians was like looking at a painting for a split second and trying to admire the care of each stroke and stepping back to absorb the overall effect at the same time. There was a lot of aural squinting going on.

My favorite act, if you've seen it, was with the sinks. So cool.

Two hours of raw energy has left me dying to turn over the pails in the toilet, grab my mum's bamboo frying slice and bang away to my heart's content, but I predict that my effort will be less warmly applauded.

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