Frank The Bunny wrote:Are you sure you don't wanna change your handle to "Dr. Ego"?
Let's get one thing straight. It's NOT about me-the band's in my film did all the hard work, I just did my best to capture a series of historic moments in rock history. It's just that I want to get across what has been an absolutely fascinating odyssey. It all started when I watched the Fence collective on the Culture Show and was captivated by an uncredited female singer who I just
knew was special. When I found out her name and went to her first show, not only was she great but it seemed at every show other great musical talents buzzed around her, like bees round a honey-pot.
Her abilities grew massively, until I filmed her in Blackburn. With her full band set, she is now the thinking man's Karen O, or the female equivalent to a young Ian McCulloch, but her films and reviews on the web make it seem as if she is some twee indie folkstress. I have discovered a whole new world of musical talent through her and filmed it-I now consider myself to be the film equivalent of John Peel, so yes, I suppose I am pretty smug about it.
I do have a talent for spotting great historical trends-the rise of Islamic Fundamentalism in the Third World, the rise of Politically Correct Fundamentalism in the First World, the possibility of the divergence of the human race into two separate species (though it seems HG Wells thought of it first) but this time I have used this ability to spot and record utterly incredible musical talent. The problem is no-one believes my theories or anything else-I have tried to lure people back to my flat to see this film, but people think I am strange.
As long as you agree not to you tube it unless you get permission from ALL the artists involved (now that they know that I am not an obsessed stalker I get along well with them) private message me your address and I will send you a DVD copy of the disk-which only goes to the great and the good incidentally-and when you have seen it and recovered your composure, give a review on this and the Fence records (beefboard) site. Better still, wait for Rozi Plain's full band set-the only thing that annoys me about her (and Mac and Morrisey) is that she thinks a great rhythm section is some sort of optional extra-great as she is solo, the full band, as in Blackburn, is an absolute phenomena, easily exceeding the power of the early Bunnymen's seemingly unsurpassable Buxton film.
The other artists- Rachael Dadd (a pal of Rozi's who used to live in Bristol) -well tonywojo is party to the truth about her live act-one of my earlier films, a bit of which is at the beginning of my new compilation, shows a great performance from Rozi, but Whalebone Polly (Rachael and Kate Stables) even blew her away afterwards, though now Rozi is older with great new songs that are unsurpassable even by them. I attended and filmed a solo Rachael Dadd gig in Southampton afterwards, she was fantastic again but towing along with her was a tall man with a ginger beard and hair as the support act. I thought probably some boring traditional folkie as a warm up for Rachael's future-folk, which would even put Jefferson Airplane to shame-Wrong! Adelaide's Cape is the superpowered version of Nick Drake!
And then, with Rozi on the London, Brighton and Blackburn tour was the French band Uncle Jellyfish, and also Rozi's boyfriend Francois with his band The Atlas Mountains. Both these bands do actually have one flaw- their studio work doesn't reflect the utter greatness of their live performances-and it is a flaw I have corrected in one fell swoop with my series of films. Uncle Jellyfish are all the fun of bands like the Scissor Sisters, Deacon Blue and (particularly) the B-52's but (incredibly) allied to the power and depth of The Chameleons UK, with an African beat reminiscent of Pete's work on Zimbo (or perhaps the Bunnymen's work with the Burundi Drummers)
Francois and the Atlas Mountains use some of the drummers and rhythm section from Uncle jellyfish, with Rozi on keyboards, Drums and a bit of vocals. Francois is the sort of singer Mac and Leonard Cohen probably wish they could be. After Rozi's full band set on my film, you would think you had already been through the emotional wringer. But I defy you not to get choked up at the final song on my film by Francois.
Still, if Jools is in his right mind, he will drop every other act and give these bands their own extended show. I expect Jools will come round today and bow before me for discovering such great talent.
As for my ego-I am a short social misfit and nerd obsessed with alternative science. I am also obsessed with human perfection, probably because I am far from perfect, and I think my film documents it. From a psychological point of view, I try to achieve great things due to my Napoleon complex-a classic case of Adlerian compensation. Usually these attempts flounder on the rocky shores of reality (or basic physics) but this film, along with my paintings is one of the few achievements I am proud of.
One other thing. At the begining of my film, which starts with excerpts from my original film at the i-bar in Bournemouth, the opening act is The Powdered Cow-like Adelaide's Cape, it was only the singer rather than the full band. They are a local band from Bournemouth. I thought "who is the uncool looking nerd" but was then amazed by his performance, which is very difficult to pigeonhole. Joy Division with a sense of humour perhaps? All on my film. Also (not on my film) from the first ever Rozi Plain show, the final act was S.J.Esau. Think Jimi Hendrix meets The Who. I was going back to Bristol to film him, but after Rozi's Blackburn set I just had to send the disk to the BBC without him. When I make the full Quad HD movie i'll get him in as well.