In this world, you can have decaffeinated coffee, but hey man, that’s ok if you don’t want to get a heart condition. You can have desugared coke, but that’s ok guys, if you don’t want to get fat and lazy, that is. In this world you can have desexualised sex, but even that’s alright brother, if you’re afraid of disease. One might even drink beer without alcohol, if one doesn’t want to loose one’s wife and kids. In this world it’s also possible to consume uninspired, posh and departied parties. Now, that’s ok, if you’re a complete bourgeois ass, but not if you have some decency and self respect left. There’s just one thing we don’t want the desubstantialising industry’s filthy hands all over again and that’s our parties, monsieur. Look at us as a ‘party animal rights organisation’: we make sure no obscene experiments with trendy new dj’s, magazine cover covers or fake promo promotion get in our way. The party biotope was meant to be dirty and it shall remain so. We don’t need the approval of radio hosts, television creeps or label bosses to know what it’s about…
Well? What is it about then? You ask…
We don’t know actually, we have to admit, but we know how it feels like though, we smell like it, we remember some vague taste in our mouth, but we forgot the ingredients. Sorry, guys, no magic formula, no clean message, no fun promises, no nonsense: just shake your fucking legs off and then say (with your coolest pulp voice fiction character impression): “Baby, it’s just a scratch!â€
And yeah, it’s also about drinking way too much beer, having desugared coke, loosing your wife and kids, dirty sex and preparing a heart condition, but who cares?
written by Dieter aka Bruit Colleur
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