I was buying a coffee in Kaffe og Vinyl the other day and something was playing I was gradually getting more and more into. I asked, and the girl held up a record sleeve and said the name, Nagamatzu. I only heard a couple of tracks but it sounded contemporary. If I’d had to put money on it I would have said it was contemporary. Also, look at the picture above… you could have seen them DJ at Distortion last week. Turns out the band, originally a duo and later a trio, released their first music in 1981. The below comes from here:
Their name comes from a character in JG Ballard‘s “Atrocity Exhibition” and their music reflects his influence and incorporates carefully chosen samples from the Challenger shuttle disaster, Gregorian chants and films including “Dawn of the Dead” and “The Omen.” Their songs were recorded onto a Ferrograph reel to reel in a small room at their parent’s house and some of the backing rhythms and sequencers were recorded first onto cassette and then the band played along live.
This is from the second release, Sacred Islands of the Mad. It’s very lovely:
Been reading a lot of refreshingly down-to-earth stuff about advertising and marketing lately. Perhaps we’ve come full circle in the sense that the circlejerk of content marketing and all things digital is shuddering to a halt and we’re getting back to the basics – achieving results for clients by helping their brands stand out.
Here’s the latest piece, a lament about how much bullshit is spouted by digital marketing experts:
However we express it, our challenge isn’t a new one. It is the same one that faced the programme makers who first made television and the producers who first made movies before them. We have to get an audience. But did that great pioneering content creator Cecil B DeMille say: ‘Social activation for content amplification and outreach via an integrated network of human experience strategists is the future’? No he did not. He said: ’The public is always right’.
I remember seeing this film when I was a kid. I thought it was great. The Economist has the scoop on the batshit crazy backstory:
Warned by experts of the lunacy of directing upwards of 30 lions, Ms Hedren and Mr Marshall resolved to train a four-legged cast themselves at their Beverly Hills home. Accumulating ever more lions, they founded an entire sanctuary, the Shambala Preserve, 40 miles from Los Angeles. There, over the course of five years, Ms Hedren and Mr Marshall, an executive producer flush from “The Exorcist”, shot “Roar”. They faced the obstacles that might be expected—70 bloody attacks that injured lead actors and crew (Mr Marshall needed treatment for gangrene), and scalped their cinematographer—as well as others that sound like messages from God: floods, wildfires and feline disease.
However, it was an Everton substitute, Kevin Mirallas, who came from the Greek League for a tenth of what United spunked on the wombat-faced Argentinian cross-country runner, who settled the game once and for all.
Giles Hedger, Leo Burnett’s chief strategy officer, has articulated very precisely my feelings about the delusions of today’s tech-obsessed marketer:
The error is more than a technical miscalculation – it is a complete spiritual misdirect. It is not confined to a core of native technologists; it is everywhere and it is fundamental. It is the belief that brand-building can be reduced to a binary essence in which there are just ones and zeros and none of the captivating maybes; the belief that creative hypothesis can be replaced by optimisation; and the belief that marketing contract can be stripped of all its joyful subjectivity until all that remains between consumer and brand is transaction. It is the fallacy of our time.
Educated parents engage in a non-stop Socratic dialogue with their children, helping them to make up their own minds about right and wrong, true and false, wise and foolish. This is exhausting, so it helps to have a reliable spouse with whom to share the burden, not to mention cleaners, nannies and cash for trips to the theatre.
Working-class parents, who have less spare capacity, are more likely to demand that their kids simply obey them. In the short run this saves time; in the long run it prevents the kids from learning to organise their own lives or think for themselves. Poor parenting is thus a barrier to social mobility, and is becoming more so as the world grows more complex and the rewards for superior cognitive skills increase.