1994 MAY "SHAFT FLAT" Recording "SHAFT FLAT" is an example of concrete detournemant… experiments… Jay makes these constructions from previously recorded FLAT material and found music, playing them on a another tape deck and recording them live in the room. Excerpts from the 'Funky Music' permeate the re-recording. Jay manipulates the ‘Funky Music’ tape by starting and stopping it while he recites eulogies to God & others. In the background recordings Thomas and myself can be heard, including Jay from the 'Miracle Filter' series. It is hard to say wether we are there or not; perhaps Jay is there on his own. The religious material is most definitely taken from the earlier recording: "Heaven". Excerpts from the "first time” are also used by Jay - specifically the recording of Thomas' old gramophone. This is a prime example of Jay’s Concrete experiments. Jay mixes in the sexy love songs with sections of his impersonation of God from "Heaven". SIDE 1: "If you need… If you need a one day lover… Just call 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 day lover. I'm a love machine in town, the best you can get… fifty miles around. A revolutionary who preachers about love. Its got a damn nice ring to it! We are about people talking”. SIDE 2: GOD (Jay): We should write poetry, Gabriel, you and me. We can be poets! Gabriel, you’ve done what!? What are cut-ups, Gabriel? I'm, I'm thinking shout, like about Shakespeare. You know? Like bad verse. You're talking about cut-ups? God, you're in anti-art already, Gabriel? Gabriel should be running this show!" [On side two Jay continues with his concrete, detournemants. This time using the music of Brian Eno and old “Miracle Filter” tapes, as well as “Shaft” (), Tanzanian Witchcraft Music, "whispering Jay" [From CD 1], Cheech & Chong. The tape ends in the final minutes with another "miracle filter" session with Jay, Thomas and myself.] Jay: [In Italian accent] Michel, Youshell, Weallshell… In zee grand shell of zee werld which is like zee shell of zee eyeball which is cracked open. By zee great seashell Si… si… You fashisto Benitopaulo Sao Paulo. I remember Sao Paolo well. She shall go to hell it… is written [sings] Where the bee sucks so do I. In Sao Paulo with Pablo Esquival. Engaging Columbia With covert CIA operations In cohoots with the Kabooters. [speaks in Dutch accent] You remembers the Kabooters ? The Kabooters of Holland. They were little elves who rode around on bicycles in the early 70s and stole useless objects from shops. In 1978, Dutch election, they won 18% of the vote. Siemon Allen was a member. [laughter] He really was a member of the Kabooteeeeer… And what do you make of clean clothes? Siemon: Clothing is the future, I know this because I wear them… And sometimes… Jay: Siemon is one of the wealthiest people I know. True he could not invest in large gold mines under the city of Johannesburg. Nor could he buy yachts to sail the seven seas. But he overflows with the wealth of human kindness that stems directly from his solitorial choice in the very fibres picked by the young hands which belong… to the exploited. Nevertheless, Siemon when he meets someone, does not assume that they will like him, Siemon assumes that they already like him. That is his secret. That is your secret and it belongs to no one but you. That is the essence of a secret, the very character of secrecy. Vote for your secret and you will vote beyond need. Why ? Who needs a secret? Who needs a secret that belongs to another human being? I do not need your secret nor do you need mine. Ask Siemon Allen… Siemon: Hi. More information on this secrecy… anyway, secrecy was invented in the early 16th century when Vasco Da Gama was sailing around the Cape… um and he found the Cape… and he thought he would keep it a secret. Anyway that’s why… that’s why Van Riebeeck appears on the old Ten Rand note… anyway… Thomas: Van Riebeeck was a hippie and he never wore a Cape! Siemon: If it wasn't for Vasco Da Gama, we wouldn't have Kentucky Fried Chicken now, would we? Now, If it wasn't for… If it wasn't for… If it wasn't for… If it wasn't for… If it wasn't for… exactly! But now… If it wasn't for Vasco Da Gama, we still wouldn't have Kentucky Fried Chicken. Nor would there be Nandos, nor any sort of… Jay: Stubbs was about to go when the doctor said: "Just a moment, I would very much like to join in on this." "Out of the question", barked the Marshall. Yager intervened: "I'm sure the doctor would find it most interesting, Marshall. And I 'd like a word with you." The Marshall looked hard at him. Clearly Yager wanted the doctor to get out of his way. "Yery well, you can go doctor. Keep an eye on him Stubbs." Stubbs rubbed his neck meaningfully. [scratch… scratch] Don't worry Simms. This time I will. On the other side of the room the administrator reeled and fell, clutching at the tiny dart imbedded in his neck. "Say nothing about this to anyone! Its a kind of instinctive attraction. A section of rock moved away. A huge round silvery head appeared in the opening. Sheer rage had given Yager courage: "Marshall, you want to know about the disaster on Sulos or are you too busy playing soldiers? The Marshall choked with rage. Siemon: [cough] Your song! Anyway forget about that. Tonight is quite important because it marks the end of a long period. Starting about 400 years ago, I suppose when Vasco did come around. He invented the Cape which later turned into the present South Africa and now we are coming to the end of the side I would like to say Jay: they came to a charge, Sade of the jungle, close to the point where one of the rockets had crashed. Even beyond the flame scorched area there seemed something strange about the vegetation… Siemon: and assaulting the cross Jay: with a kind of broad palm leaf - apparently quite unharmed and crumbled away into dust in his hand. Siemon: Anyway I suppose that once we’ve all consumed and Jay: […] Verwoed had been watching the doctor. "Verwoed, what's happening?" Siemon: [laughter] Verwoed and Doctor Who? Well, you learn a new thing everyday. Jay: Yager's rockets failed to explode into space. They crashed on the planet and now the ionisation crystals are starting contamination of the surface. "It isn't [stonk]", the doctor shook his head. "We must get to sky base." Siemon: Left with nothing to do but wait, Thulow and the first Doctor were hanging anxiously over the scanner. The small point of light represented the Doctor and presumably his companion. He seemed to be moving with agonising slowness… Jay: It took the Marshall only a moment to realise his quarry must have disappeared down his own private butthole. Siemon: [Terakee], moving away from the screen and then coming impatiently back to it. "Do you think it will take them very much longer to reach the tower?" Jay: Although the Doctor didn't know it his friends were in deadly danger. Dwarfed by the enormous bulk of skybase, Hyperion clung snuggly to the arrival dock. Siemon: "Two more doctors," said the old man triumphantly. Jay: Cardon came into the laboratory. The Arab suppressed excitement, furrowed his brow… Siemon: [] the second Doctor had reached the very base of the mountain. By now the ground slopping sharply upwards towards them. Shading his eyes the Brigadier could see nothing but a very nasty and dangerous climb. Then he heard a strange sound… Jay: [trgrgrgrg… noise] Jay: Jamming his Oxygen mask in place and summoning his escort he set off back through the jungle. Siemon: The Doctor was singing in a high quivery voice. Jay: [singing] Siemon: The Doctor belonged to very secret group known as the Klu-Klux-Klan. Jay: [singing like Madonna] Like A fly-swatter used for the very first time Like a flyyyyyyy-swatter with the blood splashed on this screen of mine Ooooh… and feels so brand knew. It must be all the way from Europe. Europe! |