No Pain In Pop

If the clouds have a voice

Directed by Weston Currie

Go outside.

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Sky Route ::: Star Roof

The notion of “frontier-dream”, with a high perceptive direct content, is defined from accounts of dream experienced during coma. Then, from discussions with nursing-team working in units for comatose patients in a wakeful state, a protocol is proposed based on semiotic and psychoanalytical factors which aims at ensuring the global care of the comatose patient considered as a person.



MP3: Abe Vigoda - Don’t Lie

Casting rhythms fleet from gilded wing, Abe Vigoda are a band that seem born in flight; closer to the light than most but ribbed for the ultimate aching; heady explorers of the air between big star and vacuum voids; impossible + reverie. ‘Endless Sleeper’, the one, albeit meddled with, mainstay of their last two records, gives the image of constant evolution in a dream-like state: forever fluid and looking as the quartet continue to drift from the stunted punk-wave of their earlier albums, through the sun-lit fauna of Skeleton, to the moodier densities of the Reviver EP.

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2OO8 ≠ 32

Photo: Tom King

It’s hard not to feel berk or beast when attempting to cram 12 months into 700 words, so we won’t even try. This late in the day there’s going to be omission to an extent that outstretches the impatient collateral of memory loss, especially as the mind wanders back to recall a year of live music that’s without peer in my 23 on this earth.

So, there’ll be no divvying up of 2008 between movements and moods here. Just a necessary trawl through the shipwreck, flotsam fished from choppy waters and beacon buoys twinkling in the ocean of our terrible collective memory.

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Bruised Bone Blues

Director: Weston Currie

Los Angeles’ Abe Vigoda always did see the dark in the party, their carnival beset, slowly, by gape-jawed and cackling sub-city ghouls. ‘Skeleton’ clatters, it crashes, founded on slugs of bass that rattle sockets ‘til your shot-eyed, blood bleeding all psychedelic and burnt-in behind folded eyelids, behold: my favourite band on this wet earth ribbing it with their paradise punk. “Celebration, celebration.”
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