the only reason i'd ever want to dj would be to play tracks like the one on my myspace profile. www.myspace.com/keredis
I met Samy and Kaiser a year and a bit ago in a squat called el patio de las maravillas here in Madrid. Back then it was the only place anything interesting happened in the city. It had just opened, and was an example of a space being used brilliantly, without any of the pernicious political bullshit that inevitably accompanies Okupas in Spain. Sure, there were kids with dreads, and a few of those wierd genie trousers, but for the most part it was perfect.
This is a list of the cool stuff that went on in the first month or so.
Open air concerts by Au, Bestia Ferdia, Maher Shalal Haz Baz and Grabba Grabba tape amoung others that i didn't go to
This wierd canopy thing made out of pulleys that covered the courtyard when it rained.
A bike rack out the front.
A weekly workshop on how to build midi controllers out of random toys.
Open air projections of actually quite interesting documentaries.
And local kids like Samy and Kaiser mixing with wannabe hipsters like me.
This is what went wrong.
Within 2 months, the concerts stopped, and the bar filled up with hippies.
Bicicritica moved from it's workshop in Vallecas, into the building, filling it with heaps of old bikes and general shit (i have no problem with critical mass - it's just gone a bit hippy recently)
The actually quite interesting wall painting and art installations like the canopy thing got replaced by shitty anarchist graffiti, CNT logos, and the dumbest fucking bullshit cartoons featuring asterix and Obelix, fighting the roman empire.
I have no problem with people being political. I even think that some political views are better than others. For instance, socialism is better than fascism. But i find it hard to accept an ideology that turns you into a 12 year old radicalised fuckwit without any aesthetic sensibility whatsoever.
Rejecting and criticising the art market and whatever for being disgustingly capitalist is great. I'm with you. Right on etc. But that doesn't mean you should reject pretty things just cause they dont carry a clear political message. Do you scowl at sunsets because they're not red enough? do you deliberately make yourself vomit on the flower beds in the park?
are you such a fucking arsehole that you turn what was an important open cultural space for people from lots of different backgrounds in the centre of madrid into another scowly hippy ghetto of righteousness?
obviously you are.
lunes, 24 de noviembre de 2008
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