Graham Miller vs. Richie Hawtin; "plastique-man" found taped to tits

(techno) welcome to
corporate bullshit night @ opera
house
just got
back from the cigarette sponsored sauna that was
richie
hawtin... what a
fucking weird party. unbeknownst to your
humble
intrepid traveller it
was some kind of pathetic cigarette
monolith
marketing orgy. logos
plastered from floor to ceiling - i'm
surprised
they missed out on
the always tasteful urinal sanitizing
puck
placement... maybe the
sponser could spend less money on custom
gobos
splattering their evil
logo across the ceiling in light and invest in
a
fan or two? holy fuck man -
i'm no marxist but this was so
ridiculously
over the top.
everybody on that bill should be ashamed - why on
earth
would richie play such a
lame ass corporate bullshit event? you
wonder
if he even knew what he
was walking into...  hardly a 'control' party
in
the classic sense, although
it was nice touch when he killed
Their
cheesy-ass starfield
background and brought out his classic
signature
single red light...
rich was amazing as usual: turbotechno adorned
with
perpetual high pass
filters made the atmosphere somewhat
more
tolerable... but let's
put it this way: They literally paid girls
to
dance around strapped with
cigarettes across their breasts in
neon
underwear. last time i
heard it was plastik not plastique.  it
basically
made being a hooker
look like a fairly respectable occupation. so
many
hurtbags and their
lanyard laments looking like little kids with
their
homework pinned to their
backs... fuck. it certainly wasn't
mutek.
that's not to say rich
was in standard full frontal assault mode,
final
scratching @ 140bpm with
his tweaked out new custom hypermixer, but
it
wasn't the plastikman
preview we got a month prior in
montreal...
 g (rage
building... gearing up to play out sometime soon...)

hallucinations & antics . tobias c. van Veen :: .techno.culture.