Bestival 2009: The DiS review
Arriving at the fag-end of a summer teeming with gruelling festival weekends, Bestival has enough gusto and idiosyncrasy to more than stand up for itself.»
Arriving at the fag-end of a summer teeming with gruelling festival weekends, Bestival has enough gusto and idiosyncrasy to more than stand up for itself.»
Fortifying his enviable reputation with latest album Just A Souvenir, Squarepusher, aka Chelmsford producer/bass guitar abuser Tom Jenkinson, has cemented his status as one of the finest, most intriguing electronic musicians operating today.»
It serves them right to suffer. While some of us sat scratching our arses from the comfort of our living rooms, occasionally pushing the red button to keep Jo Whiley at bay, some idiots actually went to Glastonbury. But we're not bitter. No. It would have been nice to have an invite, but that's all history now. Here, DiS’s Ben Patashnik, Joshua Cole and Georgina Terry attempt to fashion coherent narratives from their weekends of mud-soaked madness…»
Autumn is, traditionally, something of a busy time for the industry: record labels race to release albums that, if delayed and distributed to stores in November or December, would almost certainly be consumed by the flood of best-of compilations and cash-in festive compact-discs filling shelves in the run-up to Christmas. Evidence of this is sat right in front of each office-based DiSser: mountains of records, far too many to ever get through completely, are piled here, there, everywhere...»
I eventually surfaced at around dinner time after several hours in a state of semi-consciousness. In an act of hideous perversity, Richard D. James was the first act in the Rephlex room. It wouldn't surprise me to find out that this was the idea of the Aphex Twin himself. He'd done it on purpose to fuck with our heads.»