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Dispatches.
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May. 8th, 2008 @ 09:28 am
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Address book dead :(
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Apr. 25th, 2008 @ 02:23 pm
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My hard drive died a couple of weeks ago, taking my email address book and in-tray with it. If anyone mentions webmail I will personally stab them in the eye with a plastic spoon.
Anyway... if you think I owe you an email (there are quite a few of you!), then please do refresh my details by dropping me a line? info @at@ xykogen .dot. com :) |
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NathanBarleyFest, this Thursday.
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Apr. 1st, 2008 @ 06:31 pm
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(Nicked from Mr ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) cunabula)
The first of which includes new work by amon_zero, disastrid, _kyn, cunabula, Richard Maddalena and David Porter being shown at the Hoxton Square Gallery. More info here.
The second of which is a night of installations, performances and screenings from some of Europe's finest VJs and audiovisual artists and you can find more info about that here.
Come one, come all. |
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Move along, nothing to see here.
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Apr. 1st, 2008 @ 11:09 am
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Yes, I really am that shallow.
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Apr. 1st, 2008 @ 10:58 am
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Since disastrid recently said I looked like Paul McCartney (before that it was Frank Flag - thanks mog_warbeast! ..Why do I attract such awful criticism?), I got a haircut yesterday. Somehow I appear to have got the exact same haircut I had in 1991, and resemble nothing more than a refugee from Echo and the Bunnymen. This has put a right spring in my step, proving once and for all that I am a truly shallow motherfucker.
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I've finally got around to sorting out a few things on Xykogen's Last.fm page, just so the likes of you lot can go and vandalise it. Fuckers. As deathboy would say.
Mar. 13th, 2008 @ 04:30 pm
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| » Happy Birthday to Mog! :) |
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Happy Birthday to mog_warbeast!!
Mar. 11th, 2008 @ 03:14 pm
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| » ZOMG Amon's alive! |
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The lee_chaos, he say:
I'm in London on Tuesday for a conference on dealing with bastard kids challenging behaviour in the classroom. As usual, I'm National Expressing it.
Anyone fancy a pint, preferably in a pub on the Victoria tube line or in Victoria itself so I don't have to stumble drunkenly too far in order to catch my chariot home? Won't be a mad allnighter as the coach leaves at 9pm, but I'm free from 5 & it would be good to catch up & plot world domination over a couple of Guinnesses. I think I've coerced amon_zero into leading the rabble-rousing...
And indeed he has. We'll be at The Plumbers Arms from around 5pm on Tuesday. God have mercy on our souls. Do come along, and bring party favours.
Mar. 10th, 2008 @ 08:33 am
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| » Earth Loop Recall gig :) |
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Tickets for ELR's headline show at The Fly in London on Monday 21st January 2008 are now onsale.
There are only a limited number available to the public, due to high number of industry/press invites.
Please book now to avoid missing the gig, which will be our new album launch night [instead of Metro gig, as previously stated].
Tickets are just £6 + p&p, but are only available in advance.
Link here:
http://www.ticketweb.co.uk/user?region=gb_london&query=detail&event=243549&referral_id=video%5Fc
Please circulate!
Nov. 24th, 2007 @ 12:13 pm
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| » A lovely evening at the discotheque |
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So. This Thursday. No excuses then, eh kids? Have you bought your tickets yet?
You'll be noticing that the lineup has changed, because Katscan have gone and broken up. Yes, permanently. But that's OK because we sent emissaries to the world of fine art to drag (no... ah, actually, yes, pun intended. Sorry..) Tarantella Serpentine out of retirement! And my, does his new shit rock.
In other news, yes, it would seem that I am indeed still alive.
Nov. 16th, 2007 @ 09:28 pm
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| » Goth Parenting. |
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I'm a musical kinda guy, despite what you might have heard, so there is much singing and humming of tunes at bathtime. Tonight, I get a request: "Daddy, can you sing the one about how boys don't cry?".
Best part was she'd been humming it and making up her own words for some time by this point.
Sep. 30th, 2007 @ 07:56 pm
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I just got sent this by the lovely mog_warbeast. It speaks volumes about how things work in Xykogen.
ps. the "dancing" bit refers to the fact that I am eminently suggestible - a bit crap for a dictator, really ;)
pps. I wasn't going to mention this birthday stuff, just liked the card, but while we're on the topic... tongue only partly in cheek, I decided a while back that I'd use this birthday to kick-start a whole "Life: Phase 2" world domination thing. Kick it up a level rather than start a slow decline, y'know. These are things I can get a bit crazy about after a drink, or in the wrong (i.e. encouraging) company. So anyway, my crazy-messianic side is being thoroughly fed & watered today, finding that my personal important day happens to coincide with Rosh Hashanah, the first day of Ramadan, and (within a day) the beginning of the new Millenium according to the coptic calendar (as seen in your local Ethiopia). How the hell can I convince myself I'm not the antichrist when the Universe keeps sending me messages like this? ;)
Sep. 13th, 2007 @ 11:01 am
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| » A story |
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x-posted from rivetmike's journal:
So any bands out there have any amusing stories about their first gigs?
The story of the second Arkam Asylum gig is a good 'un. Turns out the gig has been organised by "friends" of our guitarist who are out to sabotage us. There is no PA, which is a surprise to say the least. We, ill-advisedly, decide to get drunk pre-show, and then discover that all carefully laid plans (intended to compensate for lack of PA) have been erased by people deliberately changing all settings on amps etc in our absence. I double-dare the gods by starting the set shouting "We're Arkam Asylum, and we SUCK!".
During the course of the set I am stripped to wearing only a silver 80's ra-ra skirt and a pair of Smith & Wesson handcuffs. There are (literally) 11 people in the crowd who aren't us. I sense something needs to give, so mid-performance I smash a pint glass and proceed with a bit of self-mutilation. Seemed a good idea at the time. Pub landlady comes out to sweep up the blood and glass - at the peak of our seat, she is the only person on the dancefloor.
The set ends, and I flee into the local strip of woodland to cry. Maybe an hour later I descend from the treeline in my silver skirt, handcuffs, empty vodka bottle and smeared mascara. The rest of the band, bar one old friend, have already long since pissed off back to Brighton to go clubbing (this was to become a recurrent theme in the band's existence). Before I can get in the car to go home and lick my wounds, some girl decides to lecture me on being a bad role model for the youth. I have lost the will to live, and therefore do not argue.
The next day I find out that one of the 11 people present was a small-time journo, and I am introduced to the way the world works with the advent of the int0rwebs. This person writes a line or two about the other band that played that night, and then writes a reasonably-sized essay on us being THE WORST BAND IN THE UNIVERSE, EVAH. I go for the psychic self defense mechanism of saying "we wuz framed, she didn't get it, and in a few years time people will fall over themselves to lie and say that they were there".
Now, I don't know about the first two, but over the next couple of years I personally met more than 50 people who claimed to have been at that gig, and accorded it some kind of life-changing status. The power of mythology, eh?
Actually the whole episode taught me a few things about media & myth... we'd already been booked by Uncle Nemesis to play The Borderline, on the strength of our first show, in Brighton. Based on the fallout from this second gig, people actually tried to convince Nem to drop us from the bill. Sterling man obviously decided that he would not be budged, and that gig ended up having a max capacity turnout - not least because people had heard such radically conflicting things about AA that they had to know who was right and who was wrong (if that's how these things even work).
I hadn't told my bandmates, but the stakes for this Borderline gig were therefore very high, so if it went badly I was going to quit. In fact, it went very well indeed, we made a number of fans that night, and backstage we were asked if we wanted to sign to Wasp Factory records.
And they all lived happily ever after.
Sep. 13th, 2007 @ 10:42 am
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| » FL cull |
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Just did a good-sized FL cull... mostly what appear to be dead accounts or people who I don't know at all (or don't remember how I know them) and who haven't friended me back... if you've been dropped and think this is down to my broken brain (quite likely), you know who to call...
Sep. 8th, 2007 @ 09:44 am
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| » wistful wishes on a friday afternoon... |
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If you loved me, you'd make it your mission in life to pop up in conversations like this one and express a burning desire to see Xykogen play InFest, WGT, and the like.
Or you'd go to Line Out and say, 'yeah I know they give stuff away for free, but I hear there's gonna be a special edition double CD (two albums) with a video and stuff really soon... put me down for a pre-order please?'
;)
EDIT: Oh look, a pre-order page for our new album over at Line Out :)
Sep. 7th, 2007 @ 12:11 pm
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| » A curious contrast |
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I'm at home, putting finishing touches on album tracks. Pounding industrial style musics. This little corner of the flat is in studio & net-chat mode. I open the door to get more red bull, and step into a creche. My other half is now a professional childcarer, so three year olds abound and toys are strewn about like a tornado hit Disneyland. Caffeine secured, I close the door and return to a sane world of fat synths and breakbeats. It feels like the contrast might induce an aneurysm... like a diver trying to avoid the bends, I need to carefully stage these transitions.
Sep. 5th, 2007 @ 10:57 am
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| » Impending weekend of JOY. |
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So, to kick off all this gigging we'll be up to soon, we have the IMPENDING WEEKEND OF JOY. *Really* looking forward to this...
On Friday October 12th Xykogen will be DJing at Judder.. It'll be Lee's birthday celebrations, and a Mexicana theme, so expect all the dirty sanchez shaped mezcal madness.
And then, after a day of partying (for so the plan decrees), we're off to this:
...at which we'll be releasing the new Xykogen album, Terminology.
Sep. 5th, 2007 @ 09:12 am
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| » Autopost? Bah. |
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Just tried the new autopost feature. Seems to be a script that splices together past posts to form a new one, with more splicing the higher you set the "creativity" level.
Mine made me sound like a racist Hunter S Thompson (I've always assumed that HST's occasional racist comments were ironic parodies).
Verdict? Boring.
(EDIT: In case you don't know me, I'm anything but a racist, but autopost picked up a fragment from a post made in the immediate wake of the 7/7 London bombings, when talk of Islam was even more omnipresent than it is now, and the fragment was a little ambiguous).
Aug. 30th, 2007 @ 12:43 pm
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