All Glimmers in Limbo

February 14, 2008

Motion city, soundtracked

Glasgow’s Tramway has a rich, varied history that closely mirrors the city’s development from a noisy industrial town to a centre of arts and culture. The building began life as a tram terminus (the clue’s in the name), housed the Museum of Transport, became an epic backdrop for Peter Brooks’ Mahabharata and Andy Goldsworthy’s sculpture in the late 1980s, and was saved from demolition in 1990 by plans for Glasgow’s year as City of Culture.

Now in its 20th year as one of Scotland’s most pioneering, versatile arts venues, Tramway’s anniversary celebrations kick off with the second exhibition in Minty Donald’s two-part series of site-specific artworks, glimmers in limbo: Tramway. Last October, this installation-come-community history project saw the Britannia Panopticon Theatre transformed into a playground for visitors to interact with the building’s architectural heritage. Both buildings are ‘sites that hold our cultural memories,’ says Donald. ‘They are embedded in the social and cultural context of Glasgow.’

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Singles & Downloads

November 15, 2007

There’s a definite sense of gloom hanging over this fortnight’s bunch, particularly from the Glaswegians. Make Model prove that misery needn’t be without a sense of humour in ‘The Was’ (EMI) ••••, whose grungy cries of ‘Comatose stoned/Softening the blow’ are mocked by outbursts of ska. Q Without U provide an uncomplicated slice of misery-rock with ‘One Piece Puzzle’ (Hot! Guts! Records!) •• but total despair is quickly averted by the plinky-plonky electro sounds of Drive-by Argument’s rocky ‘Left, Left, Walk Forward, Get on the Dragon’ (Lizard King Records) •••, and Big Face’s ‘I Wanna Be a Style Crusador’ (Kitsune) •••.

Meanwhile in Edinburgh, nobody has told The Havex that sex isn’t shocking anymore. The monotonous and slightly obnoxious ‘Don’t Think About Sex’ (Kean Audio) • dares you to do just that, but it’s more likely you’ll be thinking that you’d better run to the bar before something good comes on.

But back to our scheduled gloom and angst. Lau (Reveal Records) ••• offer up mournful folky echoes of The Decemberists and, while they lack the same glorious weirdness, Lau’s haunting sound makes them more distinctive at least than DeVotchKa, whose ‘You Love Me’ (ANTI) ••• nods in The Decemberists’ general direction, while also evoking Radiohead’s whinier moments.

Some more situation-specific misery from Editors, who try to evoke the angst of having a ‘real’ job in ‘The Racing Rats’ (Kitchenware) •• and largely fail to convince us they’ve ever done anything more spiritually taxing than croon their way through this melodramatic high-energy nonsense. Simon Breed however succeeds in capturing 9-to-5 angst almost too perfectly in ‘Finish My Book’ (Re-Action Recordings) ••••, an ode to the escape of burying yourself in a book on the morning commute while life ticks drearily past you.

Amid all this desolation, Single of the fortnight is nabbed by Bloc Party’s distinctly ungloomy ‘Flux’ (Wichita Recordings) ••••• coupling their signature urgency with a thumping new bassline. The kids might not like the crazy electro sounds and vocoder distortion, weirdly reminiscent of that Cher song, but this explosive, frantic anthem might just have them dancing in spite of themselves.

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Eight-legged freak out

November 15, 2007

Cate Simpson faces her acute arachnophobia head on at the Butterfly & Insect World’s spider-handling workshop

A spider fear is an embarrassing thing to admit to. They don’t bite, they don’t sting, they’re almost blind, and yet I find the sight of one running towards me distinctly unsettling. I’d like to be one of those people who scoops them up in her bare hands, muttering, ‘it’s only a spider’ to the fully grown adults scrambling for cover. In short, I’d like to feel just a little bit cooler. So, I’ve come to Edinburgh Butterfly and Insect World’s spider phobia workshop, in the hope I might learn to love – or at least accept – the monsters that lurk in my bath.

Our small, quavering group is greeted by the resident spider expert, Kevin Thom, who tells us that he’s going to ease us into arachnids gently: by first introducing us to Rusty the tarantula. Tarantulas seem less like training wheels to me, and more like something you build up to, slowly, after several weeks and a few drinks. I voice my concern.

Actually, Kevin explains, tarantulas are an ideal starting point for arachnophobes. For a start, they don’t scuttle; neither do they possess the disconcerting propensity for swarming exhibited in films like Arachnophobia. In fact, they don’t move much at all. They’re also soft and furry. ‘Just like a teddy bear,’ he says, ‘but more leggy.’

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Crime Scene Edinburgh

November 1, 2007

Cate Simpson steps behind the police cordon at a new exhibition celebrating Edinburgh’s best-loved gumshoe

There’s a pleasing circularity to this exhibition at the National Library. Ian Rankin wrote much of Knots and Crosses, the first Rebus book, in the reading room here, thanks to a PhD thesis on Muriel Spark that fell by the wayside. With Rankin’s famed protagonist Inspector Rebus packed off into retirement this year, it feels right that this celebration of his 20-year journey should be housed in the place where it began.

I have a confession to make at this point: I haven’t read any of the Rebus novels, or at least I hadn’t before this weekend. So I was curious to discover whether a display of Rebus artifacts would hold much interest for me. I half expected a motley collection of titbits for the die-hard fan, but although there’s a bit of that here, there is also something for those with only a passing acquaintance with the series.

For kids, there is a murder mystery to investigate, in which the man himself is a suspect in a grisly crime inside the Library (I peeked, but I won’t give away the ending). There is also a cordoned-off ‘crime scene’, where you can peer at things through a magnifying glass or dust for fingerprints. I was tempted, but the tables were set at that slightly too-low height that quietly reminds adults that they’re supposed to be reading the informative explanations of DNA and fingerprinting behind them rather than getting sand all over the floor.

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Dot Allison

September 6, 2007

Exaltation of Larks **
Cooking Vinyl

This album is nice. It’s nice to have on in the background, and it’s nice to fall asleep to. In fact, the latter is hard not to do as Dot Allison’s tender vocals wash over you, evoking Sarah McLachlan without the melodrama. While the album’s appeal is its simplicity, more variation between tracks would help distinguish them from one another. Instead, it is like a country train ride: drifting from one song to the next, the album takes you on a journey that is pleasant but unmemorable, with too few landmarks to keep you interested along the way.

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Jeanette Winterson

September 6, 2007

The Stone Gods **
Hamish Hamilton

The Stone Gods offers up four stories about civilisations destroying themselves, and the individuals who find unconventional love among the ruins. Some of these work better than others, with Winterson ill at ease and over-explaining robots and other sci-fi staples in her dystopic future. The dialogue is often forced and unnatural, and references to current political issues are unsubtle and add little to her own largely plotless narrative.

Winterson is on more familiar ground in a story about a young sailor marooned on Easter Island, but the poetic sparkle that defined her earlier works is all but gone. The Stone Gods is grandiose and ambitious, seeking to rewrite our own history as well as providing a terrifying glimpse of the future. But with little of her trademark flair, the attempt feels stilted and flat even as the stories reach what should be their tenderly poignant conclusions.

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Janice Phayre

August 23, 2007

With Occasional Showers is like a comedy hit and run: over before you know it has begun, it leaves you stunned by an onslaught of gags about relationships, sex and being an asshole. Its finale is so surreal and utterly surprising that not even the previous 45 minutes could prepare you for it. It will stay with me long after this Festival is over.

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Dan Willis

August 23, 2007

Very few things that are this good are offered for nothing. Willis turns a potentially difficult venue to his advantage, ad-libbing off his audience and displaying obvious ease behind the microphone as people from the pub downstairs wander in and out. His set material doesn’t always match the brilliance of his crowd chat, but Willis’ sharp wit and comic timing ensure that it never fails to entertain.

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Christina Davis

August 23, 2007

It would be unforgivable if a show called Sex failed to be funny, given the range of available material. Davis’ set avoids well-worn jokes, managing to be both surprising and intelligent. But Sex ultimately suffers from a somewhat disjointed delivery and a tendency to undersell her punchlines, muttering them dismissively before the audience has a chance to laugh.

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Tunng

August 16, 2007

Good Arrows ***
Full Time Hobby

Citing influences from Icelandic prog rock to choral music and film soundtracks, Tunng’s third album is a musical playground of varied sounds. Stand-out track ‘Bullets’ is a simple catchy pop number. ‘Hands’ and ‘King’ are gently beautiful songs, echoing Sufjan Stevens’ plinky-plonkly backdrops, and the chilled-out electronica of Air and Hot Chip. There is an experimental feel to the synthy instrumental ‘Soup’ (followed pleasingly by ‘Spoons’), and the tracks are punctuated by ambient sound and unusual percussion. But while these toys are fun, they are sometimes a needless distraction from songwriting that is strong enough to stand on its own.

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