What a great weekend of noise, power electronics and industrial music in London! Meeting old and new friends, witnessing an absolutely fantastic two day event with lots of great acts at a very nice venue. Some notes of the weekend with pics below, sugarcoated with some one liners that I penned to my notebook during the trip.
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I had early wake up after just three hours of sleep at 4 am. As I walked through Turku the city looked like a warzone after the 1st of May celebration. Broken bottles, broken places, vomit, shit and carbage everywhere. Some drunks were still alive and crawling the quiet streets. It was cold and snowing.
I met Pekka PT at the airport. Air Baltic took us to Riga where to our surprise we needed to spend some six hours instead of one to our connection flight to London. Coffee, bread, some chocolate, good talks. I did read Juha Jyrkäs’ Ouramoinen (Salakirjat, 2014) from cover to cover, some of the best lines of it out loud.
Pekka PT reading a zionist rant.
Air Baltic seems to revel in Engrish. ”Exlusively on board” and ”for saftey reasons” made us smile. Some zionist had made hilarious ranting notes over an article about Israel into the airline magazine. We almost stereo-spanked an air hostess who kept on bending over next to us. She was clearly asking for it.
Gatwick express to Victoria. Lovely peaceful half an hour with a very British scenery, including the legendary Battersea powersation. After surviving some metro stations and a short walk we found our hostel and went to check the venue, the Apiary studios. Then it was time for some nourishment and we hit Raizes, a Brazilian restaurant. The place was so damn good it became our regular spot of gluttony for our whole stay.
Members of Bizarre uproar, Sick seed, Halthan, Pogrom and Unclean met. Pogrom kindly gave us copies of Creation through destruction and The entrancing cage by Maxacan tactics. We walked back to our hostel in rain and hit our beds. There was some truly hellish noise outside but it didn’t disturb us a bit. We slept like dead soldiers of the second world war.
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I wanted to visit the St. Leonard’s, Shoreditch, church that was very close to our hostel. The place looked charmingly ramshackled from the outside and it was that also from the inside. We found impressive stocks and some pretty swastika-decoration. The place was empty, except for an army of spirits roaming around. I decided we needed to come back there on Sunday.
Swastika pattern at St. Leonard’s, Shoreditch.
Shacks of St. Leonard’s, Shoreditch.
Meeting the very nice guys who arranged the event. Artists and other people arriving to the place. Soundchecks. Arrangements run smoothly, spirits high. It was clear that everything was done professionally. The venue was perfect with wonderful staff. The backstage was cozy and decorated with good taste. I think it is the coolest backstage I’ve seen in ages.
The gig started in time, Am not as an opening act at 8 pm after Dj Andrew CPFA’s selected music. Am not (UK) blasted a great set with a thought provoking background video that dealt among other things with colonianism. Superb.
Umpio (FIN) was the next to stand on the stage. Pentti whipped and beat the hell out of the metal junk he had collected for the set, with his trademark energy. Nice intense noise.
Unclean (FIN) opened his power electronics set with some Finnish song, I don’t remember what, but it placed proper mood for the rest of the set. From the voice samples used I recognized Veli Saarikalle, a legendary past Finnish religious preacher, a hilarious raving lunatic. Other samples used dealth with religion, for what I remember. Proud, loud, well executed set with a nice finale of smashing the CD-player against the wall.
Bizarre uproar (FIN) played in Helsinki just a week before this gig. If I’m correct, the set was the same including the famous masturbation/piss/shit/latex and high heels on a dead rat-video. The duo whipped more intense and electrifying set than that of Helsinki, which in itself was good. There was one confrontation between the bass player and a member of the audience who continually tried to grasp the artists instrument. One firm push from the pig-masked bassist gave a clear message and there was no more interference to his playing. The mastermind behind Bizarre uproar bombarded the audience with intense vocals like stukas in action in 1944. It was clear that the audience was happy with the result.
I had heard lots of positive notes about Iron fist of the sun that played the next. Those notes were correct. The man, at times with headphones on his head, gave us a very delicate set with nice nyances and brilliant sounds, superbly structured together. This was definitely one of the sets that I enjoyed the most this evening.
Dj Codex Europe closed the evening musically.
Umpio chilling out at the back stage.
The Finns returned to their hostel, carrying one heavily chemically wounded comrade the whole way. The spirit of the Winter war lives, no comrade was left on the battle field.
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The day started with traditional English breakfast in the great company of Bizarre uproar, Sick seed, Shift and Iron fist of the sun.
SSRI (FIN) opened Saturday at 3 pm. Regardless of the early starting time there were lots of people present, the place was certainly not empty. As Mika of Unclean said, Pekka PT is a ”mad genius” and this is true and it certainly was evident, again. There was Aleister Crowley’s speaking in the spoken samples. At the end of the set it looked like there was some technical trouble in the set, but there was not. The whole final part with the c-tape player, ending in smashing it, was all purposeful.
A reliable source told Mesikämmen that this was the last gig of SSRI and that the whole project is finished, except for already agreed publications and such.
It must also be noted that Pekka was like Peter Sellers in Dr. Strangelove during the event – he played in three different acts: Bizarre uproar, SSRI and Sick Seed. I am not surprised if there were people in the audience who did not recognize all of these roles instantly. I certainly did not figure out that Sellers played three roles in the movie when I saw it the first time.
Mollusk King (UK) smashed a traffic sign with sticks and gave his clearly own kind of addition to the evening. I might be wrong and I probably am, but my first impression was that this is a guy with a background in gothic scene who has started to do power electronics.
Shift (UK) marched to the stage at 4.30 pm. Two guys in commando beanies, military camouflage, project badges in their uniform. This was some tight stuff. It was technically well executed, provocative with middle fingers and a march into the middle of the audience. It was evident that Shift was much appreciated by the crowd, and with a good reason.
After Shift there was a break. Dj. Andrew CPFA continued the program at 7 pm. Halthan (FIN) started his set a bit after 8 pm.
”Join Halthan jugend now” projected on the wall before the gig begun gave a certain impression to everyone present. What the audience got once the set began was a tsunami of nihilism and misanthrophy. Basse offered the audience a bottle of Finnish Salmiakki-Koskenkorva booze as a sort of communion. Quotes from Pentti Linkola were seen projected on the wall as well as some provocative pictures of Pekka Eric-Auvinen and his manifesto. Basse weared a Pekka Siitoin Kiitos-t-shirt, manifesting a sort of an egregore of many Finns in the genre. Mesikämmen approves.
There certainly was a sense of danger in this set. I was forewarned to not be in the front row if I wanted to avoid Salmiakki-Koskenkorva being spitted on me or getting into a confrontation. I decided to take a safe position to witness it all. Niko of the Obscurex label was more brave and got duly attacked during the gig by Halthan. I later heard it was not the first time Halthan attacked him live. Damn, Basse, the next time confront a guy who is bigger than you! Anyway, maybe there is a reason why Halthan has been called the G.G. Allin of the genre. I certainly wish the man a smoother life than what Jesus Christ Allin had.
There was a ”secret act” in the program starting at 8.50 pm. That was Pogrom (LIT). He gave us an awesome gig with an awesome background video that consistend of three parts. All of them were titled ”Solace” of different kinds. Part two was Solace of madness, part three solace of suicide. The first part’s name escapes my memory. I visually liked especially the second part with its abstact description of madness. This was a very nice set from Pogrom on many levels.
Human larvae (GER) walked on the stage next. The long haired Teuton gave some hard threatment to a piece of aluminium and all in all gave the audience an awesome experience.
Stab electronics (UK) started with some very strong visuals about open bodies. The power electronics bombarded to the audience matched the imagery perfectly. At that point my camera’s battery died and I went to backstage. What I heard from the rest of Stab electronics from others, it was great.
Sick seed (FIN) closed the event. As it has been clear from Sick seed’s latest gigs the project has traveled into some new areas, quite different from earlier Sick seed material. This was industrial with a twist.
A reliable source told Mesikämmen that there was a meditation and some sort of a ritual done at a quiet backstage before the gig. Instant comments after the gig from Pena of Umpio were ”weird!” and ”white boys funk!”. Maybe he has a point. There were some new tracks in the set and two covers: And the snow fell and Mutiny in heaven.
In addition to the live acts there was a large room with art videos projected on the wall, distro tables from Filth and Violence, Unrest productions and Cold spring. Lots of good stuff that made me wish my budget and luggage was bigger. Unrest productions did sell a limited edition compilation tape Hatred is nothing without action which features all the artist who were on the event’s bill. There might still be some copies of the tape left if you are interested.
During the two day event there was enthusiastic audience at least from the UK, Finland, Lithuania, Germany, Norway, Holland, Bulgaria, Sweden and Italy. The artists were brilliant, the event was professionally arranged by Filth & violence and Unrest productions, the venue was perfect. The place was packed and it can be said that it was a huge success in many ways.
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We hadn’t had the traditional British fish and chips with Pekka PT yet, so that was in our ”must to do”-list. Before of that we went to St. Leonard’s, Shoreditch, church that we visited on Friday. The priest noted us in the opening of his sermon. I liked that. The next thing I’m going to say is that the past genius, Wesley Willis, made a great track called They threw me out of church.
Fish and chips, we got it. And we got lots more. This was a great weekend.
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Overheard during the weekend
These one liners are mostly in Finnish as they were verbally shot during the weekend. Collected by yours truly.
Missään ei oo niin hyvää uusnatsiskeneä kuin Suomessa.
(On a phone) You come and have sex with us. We are in the London. (The other person hangs up) homoloordi…
Mä oon aina halunnut olla sun päällä.
Suurin osa mun vaatteista on Thor Stenoria tai jotain muita natsimerkkejä.
Mä yritin saada vähän rakkautta mut ei… mies käänty.
Nyt panettaa. Ei voi mitään. Joku vois auttaa.
Mä näin Carbagen keikalla ja yritin vetää käteen, mut olin niin kännissä, ettei seissy.
N: Ootteko kuullu Lykke Li:tä? Y: Mimmosta se on, vähän samanlaista kuin Jenni Vartiainen? N: Semmosta eteeristä. Y: Hyi vittu.
Täällä on vanhoja hikisiä miehiä. No bitches.
N: Hailasitteks te? Y: Ei. N: Jos on mahdollisuus hailata eikä hailaa, on ämmä tai homo.
(Siivoojasta) Kiva tehdä duunii kun kuus äijää tuijottaa.
I passed out. Which is nothing new.
Me ollaan Lontoossa. Missäs muualla me oltais? Himassa vetämässä käteen.
Kliinasin prince albertin ihan kunnolla ihan tätä reissuu varten. Ihan turhaan.
N: Jätkä kaivaa munia koko ajan. Y: No kun mulla on tää herpes.
N: Kattokaa, natsi. Y: Eiks täs oo aika monta?
Genitaaliherpes. Sä et voi panna enää ketään.
Genitaaliherpes. Tietsä mul ei oo yhtään sympatiaa sua kohtaan.
Ei tää yhteiskunta pyöri silleen et mä kannan sun kassuja.
Mä en oo saanu pillua moneen kuukauteen.
I’m not like you. You collect veneral diseases.
Haluuksä koskee mun munaa?
I’m a fucking working class hero.
I need bestiality.
Cocaine buffet and black prostitutes.
Mä yritin vetää käteen siinä edessä (Bizarre Uproarin keikan aikana) muttei ottanut eteen kun olin niin kännissä.
Mun aivot lilluu läskissä.
Pekka tuo erektiovarmuuden.
Me ollaan kaikkein saastaisimpia, alhaisimmista alhaisimpia.
Vitun pullee jätkä jolla on himonussijan viikset.
Homostelua. Jos ei kaupan laitteet kelpaa, ei tarvii soittaa.
(Soundchekissä) Tuntui hyvältä. Tuntuks susta kans?
Thaimaassa on paljon paremman näkösiä lady-poikia.
(Jättää lautaselle ruokaa) N: Ajattele kehitysmaan lapsia. Y: Nimen omaan.
Nyt on asiat huonosti kun nekrutkin vittuilee.
Tämmösen vuoteen kun sais mikitettyä.
(Anglikaanikirkossa muita paikalla olijoita kommentoiden) Jumala tarvitsee mustiakin enkeleitä.
N: Tän kebab-paikan hygienia-rating on 5/5. Y: Ite printattu.
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