I avoid newspapers, television and radio, for most of the year. I have my information binges…about every two months or so. During an information binge I rent a few televisions, buy a radio and order every paper and magazine I can get my hands on. I read everything, I have the radio on constantly and I watch TV; all of it; soaps and adverts and quiz shows and kids’ programmes. A good, thorough-going binge normally lasts about a week; after that I’m usually goggle-eyed with lack of sleep, not to mention sickened at what passes for popular culture…
Iain Banks / Espedair Street
To be honest, I’m not sure why Danny Weir, Banks’ rock-star gone-to-seed protagonist bothers (although in his defence, Espedair Street was written in 1987, before our upsurge in information literacy, the brutal back-street beating as afforded by rolling news, digital ubiquity, barrages of data from a multitude of little, screaming, wireless boxes). Sometimes I think we’d all be better off experiencing some kind of prolonged anti-binge. Smash the fuse box and curl up with a decent book.
I’ve been featuring tracks with a slightly harder edge of late. Things a little spikier than the default setting. Things will be back to normal tomorrow; I’ll slink around the confines of something twee or dreamy, loaded with space-rock beeps – I’m taking requests.
Below, however, you’ll find “Hell Above The Water” by Curve (from the 2000 release Gift). Never a band fêted by critics, their sound is highly synthetic and pathologically over-produced, full and deep. These are riffs employed by advertising, by video games, and together with Toni Halliday’s sultry, angry-girl vocals, there’s many of the gothic/industrial trappings that turn a serious audiophile right off.
But that’s what I’m listening to at the moment, so you get to suffer too…
Curve / Hell Above The Water