Over the last weeks of ongoing horrors, I’ve channeled some of my unbridled rage into designing some posters for anyone to print, put on your socials, or whatever you like.
The choice of the word Decolonise stems from the underlying problem of all these recent conflicts, not just in Gaza but also in Yemen, Congo, Ukraine, and beyond. We must call this beast by its proper name: The colonialist mindset.
It has been an interesting design challenge of doing “non-design” — as I found that “clever” designs would only steal energy from the message onto the messenger . A subject such as this relies on communicating the substance with as little in the way as possible. Yet color and personality must remain, that which we are protecting.
Some of these have been printed, and can be picked up in Bergen while stocks last.
Right now we all need some good escapism. So I went digging through my collection for all the 90’s epic optimism that was promptly killed by the age of ironic distance that followed it. The 2020s will be all about a return to earnestness, and the most earnest sounds of all lies in the monumentally indulgent arpeggiated chords of early trance.
I found minidiscs ripped from TV programs, shady whitelabels, bootlegs, and worse. But all amazing. And we are playing on the internet, so I don’t have to be as particular about sound engieneering as I would at a club. To keep it authentic to a club setting though, we kept all the mistakes and bad mixed in there, I want to keep taking risks so that one third of the time I mess it up. This makes the other two thirds so much better.
I wanted to focus in on a special collection of ambient acid and trance, the stuff you listen to while coming down from a marathon dancing session, lying in a field as the sun rises. This means I included a long chillout section on the end, pushing the peak energy to the middle of the mix. I’m into it!
So get on your living room dancefloor, get a spray bottle of water to simulate other peoples sweat, and join in!
