November 24th, 2020

Neon bitch


I finally got round to emptying the last of my destroyed camera. I'd broken it shortly before going into isolation, pre-op, at an exhibition which I think is the only event exhibition I've been to this year (I've ghosted through a few things - guilty furtive visits to free displays and the like). Electronic: From Kraftwerk to The Chemical Brothers (the link has a virtual tour, some pictures, that kind of thing). The exhibition is still going, inbetween lockdowns, I think. It's a bit lonely. You have to take your own headphones and play invisible zorbs with the other people visiting the exhibition. But one room had an installation that was basically thumping music and some arty projections. We danced. We danced hard.

Electronic: From Kraftwerk to The Chemical Brothers (click for slideshow)

I have another camera now. And we're playing a gig on Saturday. And I've just been playing the Orbital Blue Dot performance, loud. Every little beat/glitch/tone/light/bang/boom helps.