Last week I emailed the people at Little Beat Records (meaning, Peder at LBR) and bought a heap of CDs (you can see the catalogue here). Then The Squeeze paid a bunch of money into their paypal account. Then Peder sent me the CDs (6 of them). He very kindly gave me free postage (well, I did buy a bunch of CDs) and sent them without the jewel cases, which meant that the whole lot fit into one package. They arrived today. It’s been raining for ages, but they were ok (phew).
Little Beat is pretty special. They’re a small operation (as in one or two blokes) and they basically get olden days Danish music and make it sound nice. Then they put it on CDs and sell it to nerds like me.
So far I’ve listened to some Harlem Kiddies and some Swingstyrke 7. It’s all really fabulous. The quality is magical. And the musicianship is amazing.
Swingstyrke 7 really rock my boat (I’m in the mood for some of this). Crudely, I’d typify them as a 1950s Basie tribute band recording in the 1970s and 80s. So they were a small band making Basie music. And it’s freakin’ great. I will _definitely_ be playing this next time I DJ. I thought the Paul Tillotson stuff was pretty good (and they’re doing similar things with a smaller band), but these Danish guys are the fushiz.
It has that laid back, hi-fi, in-the-pocket feel of late testament Basie, but also smells like Europe. It’s a little chunkier in the rhythm section (which is nice for dancing) and makes me want to get up on my (still, stupidly sore and injured) foot and dance about like a fool. DJing it will just KILL me.
Anyways, I’m only just onto the second CD, so I’ll be a while yet. I’ll write about the Harlem Kiddies next.
Category Archives: djing
exchanges are great
when you’re a DJ.
It was really nice to hear some quality DJing from DJs with extensive collections and mad skills. It really makes a difference.
One of the nice parts of the MLX8 weekends was hearing DJs playing from albums/collections I own, but taking songs I’d never have thought to play.
Trev played a neat song from the Chu Berry Mosaic collection (Chasin’ Shadows, with Putney Dandridge and his Orchestra) which I’d missed, and now I’m revisiting the collection. It’s so very, very good.
I think, if I were to buy just one Mosaic set, that’d be the one. Actually, I’d probably buy that one and the Lionel Hampton one and the Duke Ellington small group one.
But if I could buy any now, I’d get the Kid Ory one and the (early) Louis Jordan one.
always last to the bar
Can’t believe I missed CW Stoneking in Melbourne. I’m a dummy.
Old timey blues and low-down action. Just my cup of tea. listen here.
Can be bought via itunes (blurgh) or amazon (double blurgh), or via his label Voodoo Rhythm (check their punkrockingly dodgy site) or here.
And he’s Australian, no less.
Also, note the musicians in his ‘band’ – the sorts of jazznicks you know you can love.
domestic djs
DJ lounge rooms via Germany.
teaching, dancing and making place space
Only half way through an article on taste (G. Hawkins ‘TV Rules’ UTS Review 4.1 May 1998, pp 123-139), I’m struck by the discussion of the ways in which ‘place becomes space’. How does a room become a ‘living room’, or a house become a ‘home’? Specifically, Hawkins is discussing (in the quote below) the ways in which children living in our homes force us to articulate the ‘rules’ of living in shared space. Or, in line with the discussion she presents, the ways in which articulating these rules gives us the chance to become reflexive about the way place is made into space by use. This isn’t exactly new stuff (this article alone was published ten years ago, and develops Barthes’ even earlier discussion of the cinema as place), but it suddenly seems important to me. Here’s the section that made me think:
Rules, then, are systems of order – they allow us to project ourselves into the world and project the world back to us. Rules are guides for how to act, how to be in t his space. Rules discipline in a productive sense: they produce meaning, they organise, they are creative, they make inhabitation possible. Rules are embodied in things and actions, they communicate. Rules are also specific, they take place in situ, each room is a unique system of rules and a unique network of power because rules and regulatory practices are provisional, they constitute objects for their own practice. And children elicit rules, for Wood and Beck they are the ultimate barbarians, they have to be domesticated and in the process of prescribing rules, adult values and meanings become manifest. Adult order is constituted and so too is the never ending struggle to establish it as dominant (Hawkins 128).
The thing that struck me, here, is the way in which pedagogy – teaching – makes us articulate and become aware of our assumptions about space/place. Teaching in universities forces me to think about the ways the material I am teaching ‘work’ in a broader social and cultural context. The most difficult parts of teaching cultural studies (for me) lie in teaching ‘class’ or ‘power’ or culture as articulation of/space for the negotiation of identity, class, power, etc etc etc.
The part I have trouble with is teaching this stuff in the context of the old school neo-Marxist cultural studies tradition. In that context, this discussion is, ultimately, geared towards social change. Teaching or study or research is not (and should not, it is implied), be neutral. It should be a part of a broader social project. Or, more plainly, activism. For me, one of the ways I justify what I do is by framing it as activism. Women’s studies doesn’t make sense, for me, without feminism.
I am excited by the idea of this stuff as having value or usefulness. It’s not simply ideas or theory in space – it has a job to do. It is a tool. It’s something we can use. Being raised by the sort of people who didn’t tolerate cruelty or injustice (social worker, decent person, animal activist…) has made me particularly aware of my responsibilities as a person. Simply, if I’m going to live here, I have to play nice. I have to do what I can to make things better for other people (and for myself as well). More clearly, I have a responsibility to play nice and be useful and helpful. I am sure there’s some scary gender stuff in there (isn’t that the way little girls are raised? To care, to be useful, to be helpful, to assist? Perhaps I should think more about leading or inspiring caring or begin project which require help?). But I find it makes me feel good to give a shit, and it also gives me purpose; it gives me reason for doing the things I do.
At any rate, teaching cultural studies has been difficult when I’ve been teaching wealthy kids at big, rich unis. I have found myself articulating this stuff in terms of ‘responsibilities’. When I was teaching this stuff to less privileged kids, I found that that approach was just plain bullshit. It became a matter of ‘rights’. This is one of the stickiest sticking places for me, teaching this stuff. And teaching – the breaking down and remaking and exploration of ideas – forces me to become aware of and to engage with my ideas and the ideas of authors at hand.
In another, connected point (where ideas must have practical applications), I’m absolutely struck by the way teaching works (in this context) in dance. I wrote quite a bit in my thesis about institutionalised pedagogy as a way of shaping ideology, or making ideology flesh. I placed it in opposition to vernacular dance practice – or learning on the social dance floor through more osmotic modes. Both are ideologically shaped and shaping practices. But I have trouble with pedagogy as capitalist practice – dance classes as product to be sold and bought… well, when it happens within a broader institutional context. Mostly because ‘selling dance’ on a larger, organised level demands homogeneity, and demands the disavowel of heterogeneity. In other words, it’s difficult to teach dance (in this context) without creating right/wrong binaries. The right way is, of course, the product you are buying. Everything else is wrong, and hence undesirable; you wouldn’t want to waste your money on it. Brand loyalty thus achieved.
But, continuing with this, I’m interested in the way dancers make ‘dance floors’ out of ordinary places. Hawkins refers to the role of emodiment (or bodies) in this process, largely via Barthes and his discussion of the bodily experience of the cinema (and at one point there was a reference to Frith** and taste, and there is of course reference to de Certeau). With dancers, this sense of embodiment is explicit.
The whole notion of ‘floor craft’, for example, where dancers learn (or choose not to demonstrate) the ability to dance ‘safely’ on the floor, not kicking or bumping into other dancers. Floor craft is a story of sociability and communitas, but it is also a story of social power. Which couples have the greatest liberty to ignore these rules? The most advanced. When is the idea of ‘sharing the floor’ set aside? In jam circles, where dancers display their abilities and status.
There are countless other examples. Lindy bombing involves groups of dancers descending on a ‘non dance space’ with music and dancing spontaneously (and often illictly). DJing functions as a way of making a place ‘space’. DJs often speak of the ‘feel’ or ‘vibe’ or ‘energy’ in a room – a palpable, physical emotion and sensation – and the ways in which they manipulate that experience. The very act of dancing, therefore, not only creates space, but – far more importantly – creates an emotional, social space as well. Sharing a dance floor is about engaging in a non-verbal social discourse which is all about the body. In fact, without the body, the space collapses back into place. It might carry echoes, but it is, essentially, nothing without the dancers.
I’m suddenly reminded of way I think about DJing the first set of the night: I imagine it as ‘warming’ the room. Sometimes this is a physical warming, but most of the time it’s a social, ideological, emotional, cultural, creative warming. I need to build the vibe or energy before I can manipulate it.
And to bring all this back to rules and articulating rules and teaching… dance classes are one step in the process of socialising dancers and teaching them how to make space out of place. I could argue that formal dance classes are in fact directly contributing to the breaking down of space – busting the vibe – because they insist on hierarchies and formalised, articulated modes of communication, but I’m not sure it’s that simple. I do know, though, that the discourse of formal, institutional, commodified pedagogy is an impediment to the process of making dance places spaces. This is because teaching is about verbalising dance and about shifting the way we ‘think’ dance from the body to the brain and language. And any dancer will tell you that the sweetest, most satisfying moment of dancing comes when you stop thinking or articulating and become thoroughly and completely in your body.
Roland Barthes 1989 “Leaving the Movie Theatre†The Rustle of Language Uni of California Press, Berkeley, pp 345-249.
Michel de Certeau 1984 The practice of everyday life University of California Press, Berkeley, pp. xi-xxiv.
Simon Frith 1996 Performing Rites Oxford UP, London.
Gay Hawkins ‘TV Rules’ UTS Review 4.1 May 1998, pp 123-139
extremely awesome dj
canadian company cocoon created a dj table for drink company red bull.
made from wood the table consists of slotted cutouts. the space can be
used to store vinyl records and also provides ventilation for the modern
dj’s laptop.
(from designboom – you can follow links to the designer, coccoon, but they have a skanky flash site, so no direct-linking)
andy kirk, mary lou williams and the clouds of joy
I need more of this man:
and this woman:
and these blokes:
[all photos ripped, shamelessly, from This wonderful site devoted to the African-American Musicians Union. It’s fully sick]
The Chronological Martha Davis 1946-1951
The Chronological Martha Davis 1946-1951. I have a couple of her songs from a great compilation of Kansas Blues singers and I play them over and over and over. There’s not a lot of Davis stuff about, but that’s what I want. I play one song, ‘Kitchen Blues’ an awful lot – she has a lovely, velvety voice.
[edit: marking these essays has apparently done irreparable damage to my language skills]
lovely blooz action
Firstly, I just wrote a decent version of this post then deleted it. Shit.
Ok, so I’ll see what I can remember.
Firstly, you have to watch this clip below.
I think a lot of people think that blues dancing is just standing about cuddling to really slow music – sort of frottage on the hoof. But it’s not. It’s not that boring (and I have to say, there’s nothing more boring than DJing that type of blues gig – booooring. Unless you’re into voyeurism. But I guess even then you’d lose interest after about 4 hours). It’s not. There’s lots more fun stuff going on.
I think Blues Shout is on the top of my list of American camps I’d like to go to, right now. There’s lots of interesting stuff going on there.
I blogged about this a little while ago with this great clip from 2007.
So what do I like about that latest clip?
1. body shapes. There’s a lot more going on there than the muscle and sinew action we’ve been seeing in lindy hop lately as the tempos get really high. But there’s no silly barbie frou-frou rubbish either. I keep thinking ‘built for comfort’.
2. sass + sauce. The extreme sensuality, but also the radical parody. The snicker with the shimmy. I like the way you really have to bring it to make this work – you have to commit, physically and emotionally, and really perform to make the tension between humour and sexuality work.
3. hot and cool. The relationship between extremely hot bodies and very cool faces.
Well, with all that in mind, here’s the set I did last night. It was quite a long set, which was nice (though a bit scary, as I really don’t have that much music for blues dancing – just what I find on my ‘lindy’ CDs… hahahah… well, really, this is a good argument for buying CDs rather than downloading individual songs – with an album you get the whole emotional spectrum and a selection of songs by an artist, with one song you get … just one song).
It was a lovely set to do, though I was fanging for a dance. I would have, perhaps, as this crowd is pretty laid back, but I don’t feel confident enough to line up a few songs and then dance, with blues. I’m just not experienced enough to be sure it’ll work. I ran through a whole range of styles, partly because my tastes are quite varied, but also because I think it’s a better idea with a group of dancers who are newer to a style – give people a general taster. Also, I’m not sure I have enough music to do a solid speciality set. People really seemed to like it… I think. There’s a lot more socialising and drinking here in Sydney than at Melbourne dance events, and that makes it harder to judge the crowd. Also, there were about six zillion chicks there last night, so there’d always be a lot of people sitting and watching.
A couple of notes about the music:
I’ve been exploring Taj Mahal lately. He’s not my number one favourite, but you have to respect a legend. I’ve downloaded a couple of songs from his greatest hits albums from itunes, but I’m not sure I really need entire albums just yet. I’ll think about it though, especially if I see them cheap at a shop.
I came in loud and proud, partly because I wanted to get the energy up and fun, rather than coming in all quiet and kissy. Most useful thing I’ve ever learnt about DJing blues was from Andy: keep it loud, like a party. Loud as in high energy. I also favour a little humour and sass in my blues, so I’m not much good with the overly earnest artists (though I do like a little Nina Simone).
There was a birthday dance, for which I chose ‘Miss Celie’s Blues’. I had a feeling the birthday girl would be into that Sistah action, and she was very happy with the choice.
People seemed to like ‘New Orleans Bump’. I mean, I’ve played it before, but the reaction of dancers last night was more interesting than in the past. They were warmed up, which helped. They were feeling ‘up’, which helped. They’d had a couple of drinks, which helped. The class before hand (which was really quite interesting) was all about dancing to the music, and how to combine moves and types of movements to illustrate the music, and the dancers were all trying out the ideas all night. It made DJing a whole lot more interesting. But anyhow, people were experimenting with stuff in the percussion intro, and then they really seemed to dig the tango rhythms, and then were totally digging the ‘drama’ of the song – there were many campy dips and uber-emoting. Which is just perfect for Jelly Roll, who’s all about making shit up and showing off.
I still don’t feel that I’m a terribly good blues DJ. I feel as though I ignore tempos too much, and tend to ram songs together based on style, rather than working for a longer-range emotional wave. But there’s a much smaller tempo range to work with (about 45-120bpm as opposed to 120-300 bpm for lindy) and you can’t apply the usual rules about giving dancers a break ’cause they’re tired. It’s all slow, so you can just dance every single song, forever. I think I jump about, ‘mood’ wise, and that’s not so cool. But I guess I just need more practice.
I don’t much like Molly Johnson, but I do like it that she sounds like Masie Grey (sp?). She’s really not as good as the old school chicks. But she doesn’t suck. I bought a few of her songs from itunes after listening my way through most of her albums on amazon.
Every time I play Dinah Washington a woman asks me who that artist was. She goes down well with ladies. Because she rocks. I own a lot of Washington, but I still want this Mosaic set. Because.
Carol Ralph also always goes down well. People can’t believe she’s local. But she is. And that album is really very good – the musicians are top shelf. Not many Australians can pull off the sass/humour of those old school blues queens. But she can.
[title, artist, bpm, year, length, album, last played – NB there are some inaccurate dates as I just can’t keep up with that data – I can’t keep up with making sure all the dates are actually the recording dates and not the album release date. This is especially tricky because sometimes CDs’ liner notes don’t include recording details, especially if they’re a cheap CD (like that Aretha greatist hits).]
Sleep in Late Molly Johnson 86 2002 2:47 Another Day 21/09/08 9:55 PM
Built for Comfort Taj Mahal 98 1998 4:46 In Progress & In Motion (1965-1998) 21/09/08 10:00 PM
Blues Stay Away George Smith 82 1955 3:10 Kansas City – Jumping The Blues From 6 To 6 21/09/08 10:03 PM
Confessin’ The Blues Jimmy Witherspoon With Jay McShann And His Band 92 1957 4:16 Goin’ To Kansas City Blues 21/09/08 10:08 PM
Bargain Day Dinah Washington 89 1956 2:55 The Swingin’ Miss “D” 21/09/08 10:11 PM
Jealous Hearted Blues Carol Ralph 80 2005 3:48 Swinging Jazz Portrait 21/09/08 10:14 PM
Reckless Blues Velma Middleton with Louis Armstrong and the All Stars 88 2:30 The Complete Decca Studio Recordings of Louis Armstrong and the All Stars (disc 06) 21/09/08 10:17 PM
Rosetta Blues Rosetta Howard with the Harlem Hamfats 103 1937 3:00 History of the Blues – disc2 21/09/08 10:20 PM
Kitchen Blues Martha Davis 80 1947 3:05 BluesWomen Girls Play And Sing The Blues 21/09/08 10:23 PM
I Want A Little Sugar In My Bowl Nina Simone 65 1967 2:33 Released 21/09/08 10:26 PM
Rangoon Cootie Williams 63 2:12 In Hi-Fi 21/09/08 10:28 PM
Goin’ To Chicago Count Basie and His Orchestra with Jimmy Rushing 79 1952 3:22 Complete Clef/Verve Count Basie Fifties Studio Recordings (Disc 2) 21/09/08 10:31 PM
Incoherent Blues Clark Terry, Ed Thigpen, Oscar Peterson, Ray Brown 64 1964 2:41 Oscar Peterson Trio + One: Clark Terry 21/09/08 10:34 PM
My Handy Man Ain’t Handy No More Alberta Hunter 76 1978 3:49 Amtrak Blues 21/09/08 10:38 PM
I Feel Like Layin In Another Woman’s Husband’s Arms Blu Lu Barker 89 1946 2:57 Don’t You Feel My Leg: Apollo’s Lady Blues Singers 21/09/08 10:41 PM
I Ain’t No Ice Man Cow Cow Davenport 89 1938 2:51 History of the Blues – disc2 21/09/08 10:43 PM
Tin Roof Blues Wingy Manone and the New Orleans Rhythm Kings 92 1934 2:58 The Wingy Manone Collection Vol. 2 21/09/08 10:46 PM
New Orleans Bump Wynton Marsalis 128 1999 4:36 Mr. Jelly Lord – Standard Time, Vol. 6 21/09/08 10:51 PM
St. James Infirmary Henry “Red” Allen 98 1991 3:45 World on a String – Legendary 1957 Sessions 21/09/08 10:55 PM
Wild Man Blues Louis Armstrong and the All Stars 75 3:58 The Complete Decca Studio Recordings of Louis Armstrong and the All Stars (disc 05) 21/09/08 10:59 PM
Do I Move You? (Second Version) (Bonus Track) Nina Simone 70 2006 2:20 Nina Simone Sings the Blues 21/09/08 11:01 PM
Shave ’em Dry Asylum Street Spankers 131 1997 4:21 Nasty Novelties 21/09/08 11:05 PM
Son Of A Preacher Man Aretha Franklin 77 3:16 Greatest Hits – Disc 1 21/09/08 11:09 PM
Soul of a Man Irma Thomas 121 2006 3:02 After the Rain 21/09/08 11:12 PM
Telephone Blues George Smith 68 1955 3:03 Kansas City – Jumping The Blues From 6 To 6 21/09/08 11:15 PM
Miss Celie’s Blues Molly Johnson 97 2002 3:46 Another Day 21/09/08 11:19 PM
Back Water Blues Dinah Washington with Belford Hendricks’ Orchestra 71 1957 4:58 Ultimate Dinah Washington 21/09/08 11:24 PM
Wee Baby Blues Count Basie with Mahalia Jackson 64 1968 3:14 Live In Antibes 1968 21/09/08 11:27 PM
Gee Baby, Ain’t I Good To You Count Basie and His Orchestra with Joe Williams 68 1957 2:32 The Count Basie Story (Disc 2) 21/09/08 11:30 PM
When The Lights Go Out Jimmy Witherspoon 100 1998 3:01 Jazz Me Blues: the Best of Jimmy Witherspoon 21/09/08 11:33 PM
The Mooche Michael McQuaid’s Red Hot Rhythmakers 117 2006 3:41 Rhythm Of The Day 21/09/08 11:36 PM
Blue Leaf Clover Firecracker Jazz Band 111 2005 4:59 The Firecracker Jazz Band 21/09/08 11:41 PM
Sweet Home Chicago Taj Mahal 93 1998 3:15 In Progress & In Motion (1965-1998) 21/09/08 11:45 PM
Young Woman’s Blues Loose Marbles 102 4:22 21/09/08 11:49 PM
see that? that’s me, djing
That’s me DJing at… hm… not sure where. MLX? Probably – looks like a set list there next to me, and I’d’ve been doing band breaks.
A good friend, Scott (big, not scribbler) took that photo. See my hand – it’s tappa-tapping. I’m actually DJing, right there, in that photo.
See my generous bum, hips and legs? That’s professional DJing gear, that – for when you do 4-hour late-night sets. I could stand, but that’d suck after a while.
See those headphones? They’re sennheisers. And the best bit about them is that they reduce sound, so I can put them on if I’m finding it all a bit noisy. But don’t tell anyone – they think I’m previewing. In that photo, I think I am previewing, because you can see DJ1800, which I use to preview.
See that microphone, there? I don’t use them. I’m afraid of them. Also, you can see my imic – a tiny little external sound card. It’s round and white. You can also almost see my green and red alligator necklace – that’s the most important accessory in this photo.
I wish I was sitting up properly in this photo. Right now I have a sore right arm from DJing at a table that was too high for me. I look at this photo and think about how great the sound set up is at MLX – the bestest ever, of any of the places I’ve ever DJed. Brian yells at you if you touch the set up. And justifiably so, I guess. Some people need a good yelling at – some DJs in particular. Especially the ones with alligator necklaces. But that’s mostly because they a) have work-place related industrial deafness, or b) have forgotten to take their ear plugs out.
Another thing about that photo – I remember doing that set in something of a rush-and-panic. You can’t DJ on a weekend you’re running, even if you’re not running that night. Well, I can’t – there’s always something that needs fixing, or someone who needs your help. The best was that same exchange, when I was DJing in one room, the DJ from the other room came in and was all, “hey, who’s DJing after me?” about 10 minutes (3 songs) before their set ended. I was all “woah, shit. How will I fix this?” I reassured the other DJ I’d fix it, if he wouldn’t mind doing an extra 10 mins or so if it took a while, set up a song, then ran to find out who was rostered on to DJ next. Then I went back, set up another song, checked the sound, etc, and ran to find the missing DJ. He was asleep on a beanbag. Then I woke him up, scolded him, and sent him to DJ. I assume it worked out ok – he was in there DJing when I finished my set. It was about 3am, so he shouldn’t have been asleep – he should have been dancing!
But that’s the thing about DJing – you know where the music comes from, so there’s no more mystery. And it is possible to drink and DJ. I once saw a DJ drink a rum and coke, a beer, a scotch and dry and then another beer in 15 minutes, while he was DJing. Then he ran a competition, then he had another beer. I was all ‘woah, he’s brave. I wouldn’t leave an open drink near my laptop like that.” But then, I guess he didn’t let them sit there long enough to risk a spill.
The most important thing I’ve learnt about DJing? Go to the little DJs’ room before you start a set.