Artikel: Bo Anders Persson

Jag skriver om Bo Anders Persson i nya numret av Shindig!. #shindig #boanderspersson

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The year is 1966. The season is that tentative limbo that follows fall and precedes winter.
The city is Stockholm.
Through the hallowed halls of the Royal Academy of Music recently admitted student Bo Anders Persson tiptoes to class.
He doesn’t yet know this – of course – but the compositions that he’ll write during the following twelve months are going to cause a sensation in 2014.
This because the always excellent Subliminal Sounds label recently released a double LP called “Love Is Here To Stay” – a collection of Bo Anders’ early works. This because “Love Is Here To Stay” is absolutely amazing. Its seven tracks – all but one previously unreleased – are all suggestive, thought-provoking and profound. Within their doom laden drones, Terry Riley-esque tape loops and expressive wordless vocals one finds both dystopian nightmares and organic beauty.

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Intervju: James Donadio (Prostitutes)

I thought we should begin by talking about A Day in the Desert II.
– I played on a little plateau, a natural amphitheatre made out of stone. It was like a pagan ritual. There were lasers … It was almost too intense. There were a billion green lights everywhere. It was so dark; it was a little bit cloudy that night so there wasn’t much moon. Basically it was pitch black with a bunch of green dots flying around. I couldn’t see the audience, I couldn’t tell if they were sitting or standing … I couldn’t even tell if they were there!
Ideally, what kind of audience reaction are you hoping for?
– [laughs] Anything more than bottles being thrown … The audience at A Day in the Desert wasn’t really my audience; there was a much more free love mellow vibe which is not really where I’m from or who I play to usually. I’m used to playing on the floor of dingy dark basements with people right in my face, and to be on this big stone stage in this giant vast desert with some faces out in the darkness – it was more like an out of body experience than a show.
Did you enjoy the experience?
– Oh, it was excellent. A friend of mine lives in Los Angeles, we went together. He drove me out there. We both had an incredible time. I live in Cleveland you know, just all that open space…
When ‘Sup Magazine approached you and asked you if you’d like to play at A Day in the Desert, what were your first thoughts?
– My first thought was “why the hell are you asking me?” My second thought was “absolutely, yes.” I didn’t even think twice about it. It was a great opportunity to do something that I usually don’t do.
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2015 års 10 bästa K-pop-låtar

10. D.Holic: Murphy and Sally

Peppens nationalsång. Med ”Murphy and Sally” i öronen är ingenting omöjligt.

9. Wonder Girls: I Feel You

Mer åttiotal än åttiotalet självt. Totalt oemotståndlig.

8. Amber (Feat. 태연): Shake That Brass

Kan få en död stenbumling att börja dansa.

7. 2EYES: Pippi

Hoppar obekymrat och leende gatan fram.

6. DIA: 내 친구의 남자친구

Definierar adjektivet ”adorkable”. Årets kanske skönast skruvade basgång.

5. LABOUM: AALOW AALOW

Stil och klass. Påminner ibland om Talking Heads – en väldigt bra sak.

4. Girls’ Generation: Lion Heart

En best of K-pop-lista utan Girls’ Generation är något olagligt, tror jag.

3. Oh My Girl: Closer

Mer episk – episkare? – än Homeros samlade verk.

2. Red Velvet: Dumb Dumb

SVÄNGET! Känn SVÄNGET! SVÄÄÄNGEEET! Även årets bästa MV.

1. Twice: Like Ooh Ahh

Att Twice vann Best New Female Artist-kategorin på årets MAMA är liksom ingen slump.

HEDERSOMNÄMNANDE. Produce 101: Pick Me

När var senste gången du såg 98 hoppfulla K-popartister på en och samma scen? Klart det konceptet är värt åtminstone ett hedersomnämnande.

Artikel: Calvin Johnson

Stockholm, 1995. Klockan är över fyra på natten, inuti en gammal malmgård belägen på Södermalm råder febril aktivitet. Sedan länge ensam kvar i lokalerna och i skenet från en datorskärm tar jag plats, breder ut mig och gör det själv; passion, kunskap och mission omvandlas via rudimentär förståelse av Word, PageMaker och en scanner till något konkret.
Klippa, klistra, peka, klick.
Två timmar senare, stereon i bokhyllan försätts i viloläge, de fyrakanalsinspelade tonerna tystnar. En gallergrind, ett larm och en port forceras, klar majmorgonluft hälsas. Med det nyligen färdigställda fanzineoriginalet under armen börjar jag den korta promenaden mot busshållplatsen.
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