You may have noticed that I like to have a wander around some strange places it may seem. There are things to notice that can give joy. Where a place has some history and shows a life lived then there is something, at least for me, to gain and enjoy. Distress, age and even dereliction can say a lot, particularly when contrasted close by by tidier, more recent building. You can find something in things discarded as well as those things pristine and new. Why not take a wander and just look at the sorts of things you would normally ignore.
Source: design bundle 1
Getting around performing with the Rite Trax crew is a real joy for me – places, people, music, art, poetry. Each of these strands gives something real for me. I ended up in Scarborough the other week. The drive there and back was as much a joy, having taken a wrong turn we went through a pile of villages and small towns – North yorkshire. We had the chance to chat, of course I told some incredible stories (I have that most delightful of senses of humour, a grandad’s).
Source: RiteTrax on the Bole Hills 2017
Summer Paradise set by Tabitazn available for $3.20 at DesignBundles.net
Source: Other City
Down at Plot 22, the venue created by Rite Trax the jourbey developes for Cranni, a musical adventure centres around Nigel Cranswick. Coming soon there will be an ep and then, it is hoped, at least 3 albums. I will be supplying the visuals for the opening event – 7th September, Cubanos, Sheffield. The whole story, though, is so much more interesting, some of which you can find on the Cranni blog – the english version and the dutch version – see below. That in itself is a little odd – a musical project being pursued in both languages.
Rite trax via Plot 22, the venue and studio space down by the old markets in Sheffield, is helping a whole range of creatives and performers with their art, events, development. Futurhood av and F4mmedia (both me) are there to help as well, providing a range of help and support, products and services.
Source: Cranni – YouTube
Source: RiteTrax #022 – free entry!
RiteTrax CIC is a newly formed social enterprise based in Manchester and Sheffield, aimed at providng a platform for underground creative culture.
Summer Paradise set by Tabitazn available for $3.20 at DesignBundles.net
There will always be events that surprise you, catching you off guard in a really pleasant way. It’s the same thing with businesses. Rite Trax is a business, it also puts on events and also looks to be a lot more than that as well. Music and its performance may be the first thing that springs to mind, eyes and ears with them but as you should know your eyes and ears can also be delighted and sometimes surprised by its other core interests – art and poetry. Admittedly the art and poetry are not classic gallery and museum pieces, delicately crafted oils and the like, the poetry is not the stuff of high-class salons, coffee table volumes or any of it consumed with a gentle sherry and cigar. The art, poetry, music is the stuff of ordinary, living and working people of the city and beyond. It also magically properly manages to go beyond a lot of club culture and attracts a real range of ages, from youth to (in my case) ancient and greying. All of this is so good. You will find much of it catalogued by a variety of photographers as well – check the Rite Trax website and facebook page.
The average club night has a minimal story, certainly it has a beginning, middle and end, the better events have a particular style of progression fitting that timeline. Art and poetry events tend to be rather more linear and flat, only certain of them have a story that builds. Rite Trax does so much more. Most of their events have a progression that involves a real unfolding of activity and experience with a variety of areas of participation. This can truly be less of a short story or simple monologue, as it were, and far more a mixed or multi genre novel or an interlocking series of episodes all in one.
So – the question is where next for Rite Trax? There will certainly be more events at a range of venues around Sheffield and possibly beyond. The poetry angle and art side of things will be developed, there may be audio books, video, prints and original works of art to be sold and displayed. There is also talk of a record label.
Marcus Method …
The next show will be Friday 9th December.
There were particular times spent in and around local pubs and certain clubs – pubs in Pitsmoor already mentioned such as the East House, the Tea Gardens, the Highway and more. In these days I djed and spent time just enjoying a few beers but also disappeared off to some club nights, events, parties and the like. These were also eclectic times, enjoying local things and a range of music:
– deep house, balearic beats
– soul, particularly northern (an old friend had been Dave Godin – check his history and you will see the connection)
– ska, being a Cov lad, of course
– the beginnings of a love for certain garage sounds, drum and bass and the like
I had an interesting time recently, sat, as I have occasional want to do so, in a pub with an old mate. We enjoyed a few drinks and a delightful chat , myself and Jethro, up at the Rutland.
We were both involved some time ago in events such as Spannered at the Earl, the other offshoot parties (the Must Dash parties) and all sorts of other shenanigans. It is a shame that all too many of the places with which we were involved have now disappeared but other places sometimes run through and other events appear.
Sat out back having a fag we were surrounded by what you will find below. It is nice to be surprised by such things. Their inclusion in such venues makes a difference.
I am hoping that I will get the chance to see more of my old friend quite soon and perhaps he will get the chance to perform at Rite Trax or a similar event in the near future.
Having Africa as a memory was one thing – there are times and events that cause further change. I was persuaded to do a show at a local pub – the East House – because of my Coventry roots and my love of ska. This later developed into my fully returning to the world of the DJ (first times being in the early 70s). Thus, this became a time of new growth, new discovery. I soon acquired a partner in musical performance – Chris and later Matt (Ripparoots). The odd event at the East House became regular shows, carting a P.A. and playing gear from my home in the flats close by to the pub. It was then that new loves and interests were sparked, particularly deep house, trip hop and a lot more – eventually spanning liquid dnb, 2step garage, balearic beats, soul , northern, on towards breaks via big beat, even cajun, french hip hop and so on. These were days that took me and shows to the Tea Gardens another local, the Highway, mentioned elsewhere and various parties. Ultimately I spent a fair amount of time in places such as the Arches and a whole raft of other slightly and fully ‘underground’ venues, warehouses and the like.
It is a shame that most of these venues have now gone, either simply derelict, burned down, converted into shops. These were days of all sorts of music for me – classic deep house, the beginnings of my tastes trip hop wise, my ongoing love of ska, northern soul, classic soul, disco, original r&b, funk and then the later tastes in what was to become liquid dnb, big beat, later breaks.
Yes! time goes by, tastes, likes, loves, appreciations all move on with time. There were times in my middle youth (in this instance for me that meany my 50s, as if I will ever truly grow up) when the things that made me look up, listen and all the rest – generally paying attention – were the loud, the brash, the banging, in one way or another. These were the days of free parties out in the Peaks, warehouses, abandoned buildings. These wer the days of club nights attended, run, played at and those for whom I was providing visuals.
In such days I acquired an appreciation of quite oddly contrasting things:
– odd trails through woods and seemingly ordinary patches of rock, grass, countryside
– old buildings, dilapidated, disused, derelict but still standing and serviceable in one way or another
– tarnished clubs, nightclubs with a hint of distress or just a certain well lived texture, hence the Adelphi, the Arches, Corporation and more
– scrappy flats, old caravans, particular estates and corner shops, ordinary old pubs, things with a history of ordinary people’s lives, a history of efforts made, painful failings, odd successes and joys, too many pains, accidents and setbacks.
These were days when ultimately I ended up going out to various parties and clubbing with my daughters. We had a common set of tastes for events and music. It was all very surprising to their friends when they discovered that the old guy wandering about with them was their dad – quite normal for them but so unusual for their buddies. In these days and nights a bond was built of common tastes and flavours. Those textures still come back to me, they still retain a particular power for me but they are no longer as immediate as they used to be.