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Wednesday, 20 January 2010

Hafdis Huld/Synchronised Swimmers

Now I'm a girl who likes her music loud, and preferably jumpable to. Sugar-coated, cute-as-a-button, girl-next-door, singer-songwritery pop just doesn't do it for me. Or it didn't until I heard effervescent Icelandic bombshell Hafdis Huld's Synchronised Swimmers. I don't know if it's the homemade handicrafts on the album artwork, the Icelandic tongue-in-cheek attitude, or the ukulele (it's pink by the way. A pink flying V ukulele). Hafdis' songs are lilting, cheeky, and optimistic. She tells it like it is, but with a puppy-dog charm that oozes kitschy enthusiasm. Let's face it, you can't help but like a girl who sings about friends, nosy neighbours, and her love rival having "really stupid hair". 


www.hafdishuld.com




Monday, 11 January 2010

Golden Dreams

I'm strangely excited. I have never really felt very creative (although people have told me that I am) - well not originally or visually creative at least - but give me something to start from and I can be well away with things like event planning or decorating or hanging pictures (See? Not exactly ground breaking..!)


But then I started jewellery class just over 6 months ago. Now I'm not one for planning my "design" - it's my way of defying convention (because I'm hardcore like that) - and have always felt more comfortable just experimenting as I go along and seeing what happens. I like to think this hasn't resulted in bad results (see pics), but it IS time consuming and expensive. I have also sadly realised that I can't just sit around for 2 hours a week melting bits of (expensive!) precious metal and hope that I'll keep making something different and nice to look at and wear each time. 










Fortunately my lovely jewellery teacher Emma Jay not only gets how planning in the right way can actually help the creative process, but she can actually explain it to stubborn & clumsy students like me. Hooray! I know know about things like functionality, aesthetics, value and "reflection of self" (the bit that I always got I think, and it's more complicated than checking you look ok in the mirror..). More importantly for me, I have decided I want a project, to try and see if I can work all these things together, to develop myself as a proper artistic designer (haha!) and to bring pleasure to someone else: the finished article is not something that I plan to keep.


I intend in my project to turn an old (bottom of the range) engagement ring, and another gold & diamond ring given to me by an ex, into a new piece of jewellery. This relationship is water long under the bridge I hasten to add - there will be no symbolic or emotional smelting, this is a phoenix from the very cold ashes scenario, a truly exciting prospect where I really want to see if I can make something beautiful and new out of materials that exist in my past, that symbolise a past era in my life, using my new skills. A metamorphosis of my past experiences if you like, into a new, more creative me. There will be a certain irony in using those rings as materials like they were never intended (this will be part of the "reflection of self" Emma, check me out doing my homework!), and when I'm done, I'm going to take lots of photos (so that I can show off, naturally), and then SELL IT. And then when some new owner is delighted with my work, I am going to go out and buy all my friends an awful lot of cocktails with the profits. Can't wait!

Tuesday, 5 January 2010

Tasty Icelandic Tunes: Bloodgroup/Dry Land

Smekkleysa (Bad Taste) Records on Laugavegur, 101 Reykjavik, have a reassuring end-of-aisle display of CDs bearing the title "Smekkleysa Recommends:". Music (literally) to my English-speaking, tune-hungry ears. I pick out a few with covers that grab me (my tried & tested, yet not always successful, method of choosing brand new music) and ask the extremely helpful man behind the counter what delights are in store for me should I buy them.


He describes Me, the Slumbering Napoleon's EP (the cover of which reminds me of Leeds' Tom Hudson's artwork) as noisy & heavy indie rock. I'm pretty much sold on this one and plump for the album as well just to be on the safe side. Apparently I also pick out another, heavier band (Morðingjarnir), and a reggae act (hjálmar) as well as the electro-pop Bloodgroup, (whose latest release Dry Land I later buy from ridiculously ace store Havari across town) and indie-rockers (with the emphasis on rock, apparently) kimono. I arbitrarily opt to buy the latter to accompany my first choice, along with the achingly gorgeous Hafdis Huld's new record Synchronised Swimmers. I'm very tempted by the rest but I force myself to take it steady for once - a decision I regret within about 20 minutes when I see a review (complete with live pictures) of Bloodgroup's Dry Land in a cafe magazine, and instantly feel I'm missing out on a lot of beeps, beats and energy.

So - I resolve to track a copy down during our packed sight-seeing schedule (made tighter by us not waking up till sunrise (11am), leaving the hotel considerably later, and the shops inconsiderately shutting at 6pm). Havari is on our list of places to check out and when we eventually find it (on our last day), there is another very helpful lady (whose husband we discover designs gig posters) more than happy to explain to us what the bands are like (despite seeming mildly baffled by our untypically-English enthusiasm). She explains that Dry Land is being hailed as the "best album to come out of Iceland this year" - she's not sure that any album deserves quite that much hype, but she does think it's bloody good, explaining that their first release Sticky Situation was lots of fun but not much more - the band have taken some time out to "find themselves" though and she thinks it's paid off - the songs are better written, more powerful, more exciting, and it shows she tells us. She says she likes it. I buy the record.


Back at the hotel, it doesn't disappoint - the first track My Arms kicks in with haunting but instantly magnetic synths and a heartbeating kick drum. The pace is instantly addictive but relaxing. Track two This Heart has the beeps, twangs, clicks and determined syncopated beats I was promised - classily put together, singer Lilja's voice makes the ever so slightly dirtiness of this track sound pure as her glacial voice. She shares vocal duties with one of the boys (they neglect to tell us which one) and the contrast between his and her voices only make it more electrifying. I've started to dance about to this in my head. This can only be a good thing.

The rest of the album is haunting, driving - god there's that icily stunning voice of Lilja's again - and upbeat, pacey. Overload and Pro Choice are Kraftwerk-tinged noughties gems, and while Moonstone and Dry Land are the token chill-out tracks, it's hard not to imagine a crowd chanting the chorus to the raw beats of Battered. To say the whole album wouldn’t be out of place as a James Bond soundtrack would be too one-dimensional a description of Bloodgroup’s cinematic crafting of beats, synths, strings and THOSE vocals. Go listen, go dance in your bedroom, go chill out. Go dress up, go drink cocktails and pretend you’re in a film. A really really cool one.

Introducing.... Iceland

I recently went to Iceland. In December. For a holiday. No the weather wasn't too bad at all (although we were lucky with a ridiculously mild spell). No it wasn't really all that dark - much the same as in the UK in fact, other than the late sunrise (at 11am), but I dealt with this by deciding it conveniently legitimises very long lie ins. No the booze wasn't as expensive as you might think - partway between a night out in Leeds city centre and a night out in London. Thankyou the unfortunate Kronur! (We won't mention Icesave and the impending referendum on the Bill..)


But oh yes was the scenery amazing! Oh yes was the light indescribably unique! Oh yes did the people we meet make us feel at home! Oh yes did the water do wonders for the skin!  Oh yes is there an impressive literary legacy! Oh yes is there bonkers mythology!
   


 And OH.. YES.. is the Icelandic music scene utterly, eclectically, image-eschewingly, vibrantly, riffily (I made that word up, shh), electrically, beautifully wonderful. 
6 live bands and £200 worth of CDs in 4 days will either confirm this for you or give you an small insight into the state of my mental health when it comes to music. And no, there wasn't a festival on.



Saturday, 28 November 2009

Some other blogs about the Bradford Odeon

Lots of people seem to have some thoughts on The Odeon and other aspects of Bradford's regeneration, including the Westfield hole saga, so I thought I'd list the ones I've come across so far (in no particular order, although have tried to put the most recent ones first). I'm sure there are loads I've missed so if you know of one then please let me know via the comments and I'll add. Enjoy!


Keith Ruffles:
Should we save Bradford's Odeon Cinema?



Tales from Bradistan:
Wastefield
Democracy Wall
Save the Odeon part 1
Save the Odeon part 2


Alex Ross


John Mclear

Why save the symbolic Bradford Odeon?

(Pic by Tom Hunter)


I was having a chat to a couple of my friends the other day about the Odeon, who have picked up information about it 2nd or 3rd hand. They both think it’s a shame to see it go but as it’s just an eyesore now, they just think that we should accept that times change and let the new development begin.
I think this is a pretty common attitude, and I can’t say I blame people. If you don’t spend hours on the internet reading about the Odeon campaign, or know someone involved in the campaign, you won’t really know WHY people want it saved, or have an idea of how strong some of the arguments are. For me, and I think for a lot of people, it’s about democracy and respect for the City of Bradford and its citizens.
I explained to my friends that if the majority of people wanted it knocking down then I would respect the choice of the majority – however the majority appear to want it saving – 2000 objections to the demolition were placed to the Council, and only 2 people supported the demolition. There is a thriving Bradford Odeon Rescue Group and Save The Odeon facebook group, both full of people who want justice and to save their City’s heritage, both growing all the time, as are the paper and online petitions and support from everyone from policemen and reporters to council workers and street cleaners, from Asians and whites alike, and from children, teenagers and 20-somethings, through to pensioners and everyone in between. The www.savetheodeon.co.uk website, containing campaign ideas and information, is getting bigger every day.
When one looks at why the people who want it demolishing are of this opinion, they either believe what they have been told in the local paper (who stand to gain with the Odeon’s demolition) - and in my experience these people change their minds when the facts are explained - or have vested financial interests in having it demolished (councillors, developers, quangos, local papers). The process of consultation and objections required when applying for planning permission have been ignored, and people have been told by the council that the Odeon is a shell inside and only fit for demolition (photos show this to be far from true). The decision to grant permission for demolition has not been a transparent nor a democratic one, and ignores a huge strength of feeling from the residents of Bradford.
What concerns me about this, is that many Bradfordians feel their city has lost its heart and soul. Many beautiful buildings have been demolished, not to be replaced by “new heritage” – new beautiful buildings that a new generation can grow up with and want to fight to save – but by soulless concrete blocks, that are themselves facing welcome demolition only 30 years later. The planned development for the Odeon site is another such concrete and glass office block, unwanted by locals who want to feel pride in the rich architectural heritage of their city. 15 acres of the city centre has lain for the last 5 years as a wasteland after planning permission was granted for developers to demolish existing buildings and build a shopping mall. The demolition of those buildings went ahead, but the developers pulled out of the new mall due to lack of investment – well before the recession. The council has done nothing to either force a useable development, or heed the calls for the best to be made of a bad job and convert the site into a park or greenspace.
Even attempts to decorate the ugly maroon hoardings that still bear the developer’s propaganda by locals with imaginative and heartfelt art, have been hurriedly scrubbed away. This is not a council that respects the need of the city to have a soul, or for its citizens to be able to believe in their city and its leaders, to feel proud of their city, that it is the heart of a community. We don’t need to go too far back in time (2001 in fact) to remember that a lack of sense of community, pride and understanding in Bradford’s uniquely diverse population can be used to stir up hate and violence. Whites, Asians, and other ethnic minorities alike are on board with the Odeon campaign however.
Bradford residents that I have spoken to (and that’s quite a few) are frustrated that their city has the reputation of being soulless; “a sh*thole”; a dirty, derelict mess. But as one twitterer posted: Bradford's known for all the wrong reasons in the UK. In the twitterverse, it's @BradfordOdeon who's making it known for all the right ones”. The Bradford Odeon has become a symbol of Bradford: of its architectural and cultural heritage (The Odeon is the last remaining 1930s super-cinema in the country and is still a thing of beauty 80 years on, like the remaining Victorian architecture that can still be seen in varying states of repair in the city; Bradford is also the 2009 UNESCO City of Film); of the need for transparency in the democratic process and for trust in the city’s leaders; and for respect for the city’s people and spirit.
This is not about sentimentality – I personally do not believe that because I went to see a film there once, or that the Beatles once played there, these are good enough reasons alone to save it. If the building was truly derelict and beyond saving then I would (sadly) wave it goodbye. This is not about opposing business or regeneration – if we trusted the council to support business or regeneration in a way that is sensitive to the city then we could be confident of our voices being heard and we could be confident every possibility had been exhausted before demolition was considered, and that a thoughtful replacement would be build, completed, and used. This is not about not fear of the future – I know no-one who wants Bradford or the Odeon to stay as they are - we want to see the city living and breathing again, with the Odeon being used sustainably as a building that everyone can use and be proud of.
This is about respect (for the city and its citizens), democracy and community pride. For me, the Odeon campaign aims to save Bradford from soulless & corrupt regeneration. To quote from the online petitionThis city has suffered 5 decades of bad planning by a council that neither listens nor cares. The Odeon is now a symbol of citizens sick of being treated as if they were worthless.”
It’s time to listen to what people want and to work together to achieve aims that everyone can be proud of.