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Jim Neversink – Skinny Girls Are Trouble

skinny girls are trouble cover

JOHANNESBURG, 19 August 2010 – Itinerant alt-country rocker Jim Neversink returns to South Africa in September to launch his third album, “Skinny Girls Are Trouble”.

The album launch will be marked by Jim Neversink’s first performance in South Africa in nearly a year and will take place at The Radium Beerhall in Orange Grove, Johannesburg, on Saturday, September 11. It follows his recent signing to One F Music, the independent record company founded by Paul Riekert, who is also widely known for his industrial music project, Battery 9.

“Skinny Girls Are Trouble”, which was recorded over two weeks at Johannesburg’s SABC M5 studio in March 2009, with additional recording in New York City and Copenhagen, is the result of a rare and stellar combination of Jim’s songwriting skills and the production wizardry of New York-based guitar legend Richard Lloyd, who rose to fame as guitarist for the influential and pioneering punk/new wave band Television in the 1970s.

The launch brings together the same band that accompanied Jim in the Skinny Girls Sessions: Loandi Boersma (Cortina Whiplash, Rokkeloos) on bass guitar and backing vocals, and Kevin O’Grady (Famous Curtain Trick, The He-Shes) on drums. Other musicians featured on the album include author, journalist and songwriter Rian Malan, Lani Pieters, Laurie Levine, Timon Wapenaar, Riku Lätti and “guitar guru” Richard Llloyd, who contributed guitar and harmonium. “Skinny Girls Are Trouble” was engineered, mixed and mastered by Peter Pearlson.

Richard Lloyd says of the Skinny Girls sessions: “Working as the producer on Jim Neversink’s latest record has been one of the great joys and profound experiences of my life. I feel as if I stepped into a miracle – not only working with the band and the engineer, but being able to help Jim realise his dreams – songs that are so profound that reality resists the realisation of their truth in every possible way.”

Both Jim Neversink’s previous albums – Jim Neversink (2005) and “Shakey is Good” (2008) – have been celebrated by critics and by his growing legion of local and international fans.

Since late 2009, Jim has been living and performing in Denmark. His return gives fans and followers a rare opportunity to see him perform live, and also to get their hands on the highly anticipated album. While in South Africa, Jim and his band will perform several other shows, including at The Bohemian in Johannesburg and Rock Bottom in Clarens in the eastern Free State (watch the press for details).

South African tour contact is by Clair Cantrell of One F Music (contact details below).

CONTACT:

Jim Neversink: jimneversink@gmail.com
Clair Cantrell: clair@onefmusic.com / phone – 073-237-3012
The Radium reservations (essential): Andy Darlington phone – 083 542 1044
One F Music: www.onefmusic.com
The Radium Beerhall: www.theradium.co.za


Ons Kerk Se Mense – part 1

Source: toypom (Scribd)

Ons Kerk Se Mense

Various Artists

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Distributed with ONS KLYNTJI magazine dated November 2007

FULL DISCLOSURE: The reviewer collaborates on three of these 22 tracks and will therefore make no value judgments on the content or his own vocals but will restrict his comments to the inputs of his partners. Two and a half years down the line, this extraordinary compilation has garnered only one online review. The reviewer-contributor is thus compelled to reveal the neglected rarity’s treasures & travesties.

Ons Kerk Se Mense (The Members of our Congregation or literally, Our Church’s People) was compiled by Drikus Barnard of the bands Slow, Brixton, Moord & Roof, Plank & Trike. Nine or ten of these were recorded and produced at his Lekkerrus Studios. (Mystery surrounds track 22). Paul Riekert of OneF Records produced 4 of them and mastered the album. Photographic credit: ‘Train and Trout’ by Mariska Ison.

Acts with more than one contribution include Buckfever Underground (2), Insek (2) and Drikus (under the moniker Brixton Barnard and with Slow).

Recorded in 2000, Slow’s Krismiswurm is the oldest as it would appear that all the others were recorded in either 2006 or 2007. Spoken poetry/prose comprises approximately one third of the work although some tracks straddle genres. Besides numbers 1 and 21 which are in English, the rest is Afrikaans through and through.

PART ONE
Slow’s edgy Krismiswurm opens with sampled male & female voices before the guitars & drums kick in. The complex arrangement encompasses shifting tempos, innovative guitar work and startling bursts of percussion over and around which Drikus steers his acerbic social commentary. Both of Buckfever Underground’s contributions come from their album The Buckfever Underground SAVES. Over a mix of what sounds like sax, cymbals, guitar, drums and drones, the first offering Psalms en Gesange (Psalms & Hymns) praises inter alia airmail, e-mail, roadblocks, alcohol abuse, community service, national parks, simplicity, various vehicles, giving birth, painkillers, the ability to urinate, the dreams of a child, a bank balance, seekers that find, strategic retreats and fellatio.

That wild parade emerges after the slow, ominous intro that lists a series of “iconic” politico-religious figures; the pace picks up for the praises that are interspersed with off-the-cuff observations. Finally the tempo winds down in a loop-like repetition of the jubilations alone.

A burst of textured feedback unleashes the only English song, I Want To Die On A Tuesday Afternoon. This passionate rant’s up-tempo beat supports the swirls and shapes summoned up by massed guitars, surging synths and sundry chimes, hums & buzzes.

Insek’s first track is the brief instrumental called Derrick on which trumpet- dominant segments alternate with screaming guitars & sax-like sounds. The maniacal Terug Van Die Dood (Back From The Dead) combines bellowed vocals & shrieks with 200bpm industrial beats.

Phew! In the name of sanity, let’s turn to the more conventional structures of the singer-songwriters. Ironically, Piet Planter’s blend of brooding vocals and jangling guitar deals with insanity (Niemand By Die Huis). A choir of electronic crickets at first subtly insinuates itself into the rich full sound, progressively infiltrates the matrix and finally fragments the psyche as it triumphs in the mix.

An interplay of symphonic synths and stirring guitar give rise to the beautiful autumnal tones of Bacchus Nel’s Ballade Van Die Vrou Wat Te Lank Alleen Gebly Het (Ballad Of The Woman Who Stayed On Her Own Too Long). His rich tenor narrates a tale of woe, something like Eleanor Rigby’s Afrikaans aunty who dwelt on a farm in the Karoo.

The third singer-songwriter (second in the segue after Bacchus) is Bittervrug with Ek Sien Jou In My Drome (I See You In My Dreams). Alas, the mood lifts not… grieving guitar embraces solemn orchestral sounds while a funereal beat provides the perfect backdrop for Charles’ anguished vocals as they spiral ever deeper into despair.

Feeling suicidal? Let’s jump 5 tracks for the love of life! Brixton Barnard saves the day with a Ween-like faux country send-up of 1970s country queen Barbara Ray. Not exactly humorous either, the song serenades the chanteuse within a framework of bitter irony, dark humor and apocalyptic imagery.

By now, Angst starts sinking its claws into my soul so I skip Moord Greeff’s Ballas for Monster Soek Sy Meester (Monster Seeks Its Master) by Willem Welsyn en die Sunrise Toffies. At least this one has chugging, buoyant rhythms, roaring guitars and soaring vocals. The music brings brief respite but the lyrics relentlessly push the mutant.

Jeez, dudes … feed me Effexor, Elavil, Prozac.

Singer-songwriter Roof Bezuidenhout’s tender Afrika Wat Wag (Africa Which Awaits) offers elegant melancholia in its acoustic simplicity which is atmospherically enhanced by the odd strategic bleep, exquisite percussive infusions plus some whirring effects that embellish the outro.

OK, bring on the poets then!

The double-tracked vocals (normal & delay) of Esmé Eva Kwaad’s tone poem The Heaviest Red create an echo that’s reinforced by the reference to “echoes of memories”. Conventional time evaporates as the voices spirit us into a dreamtime inseparable from the setting. Timelessness and disintegration exist and occur simultaneously: “nothing’s happening at all” versus “the ache is so beautiful it makes me tick.” The spooky superstructure, the sense of foreboding, rests on a bedrock of resignation. This juxtaposition of the sinister and the soothing resembles the unsettling yet hypnotic effect of the lullaby. Tick-tock percussion joins the eerie background rumble on the line “the clock is only correct twice a day.” Following the last word of the final line “and the sky drips the heaviest reds” this beat speeds up till the single ring of a bell swallows it.

Accompanied by church organ, Esmé Eva Kwaad delivers an equally other- worldly rendition of Ben Jonson’s “Song To Celia” (Drink To Me Only With Thine Eyes) as introduction to the collaboration with Piet Pompies whose spoken vocal commences after her final note has faded, narrating a nightmare over the organ tune (no pun intended).

Filthy but fun! Dit Was Immers 1 January exhibits Paul Riekert’s scatological musings on the word “turd.” Claiming that women will go to any lenth to avoid using it, he examines the synonyms & circumlocutions and then narrates an encounter with the only woman who had ever articulated the word in his presence. On Retha Vermeulen’s lips it became a “bon mot,” expressed with conviction at just the right moment.

Well, that’s what Miranda claimed in the movie Picnic At Hanging Rock: “Everything happens at exactly the right place and time.”

TBC


VAN COKE BO DIE GROND ROEP NA KOOS ONDER DIE GROND…

Source: Andries Bezuidenhout (versindaba)

van coke kartel - skop, skiet & donner cd cover

Die een ding wat my steeds van Koos du Plessis verstom, is hoe hy musikale grense in Afrikaanse musiek oorbrug. Dink maar aan sy lied “Gebed,” wat keer op keer deur gospelsangers gesing word. Die mees oortuigende weergawe daarvan, dink ek, is egter Dozi s’n. Sy stem dra iets van die ware kwaliteit van die lied oor: ʼn Desperate kreet om hulp van ʼn alkoholis wat ”elke afdraaipaadjie” kén – “elke keer het U my iewers kom haal, maak dit, Heer, die laaste maal.” Maar hy wéét dis nie die laaste maal nie.

Maar dis nie net skoolkore en gospelsangers wat deur Koos du Plessis betower word nie. Een van my gunsteling interpretasies van ʼn Koos Doep is Battery 9 se weergawe van “Kouevuur”. Paul Riekert gooi die wysie weg en werk net met die ritme van die liriek, een wat jy kan spoeg en grom. Absoluut asemrowend. Luister hier, sommer ook na “Lie if you have to”.

Dan het Johannes Kerkorrel ʼn hele CD met Koos du Plessis covers opgeneem. Hy het dit weer op sy manier geïnterpreteer, iets waaroor ek baie dankbaar is, aangesien Kerkorrel een van die groot geeste van een van die ander rewolusies in Afrikaanse musiek was. Ek is bly hy het op so ʼn manier hulde gebring aan ʼn voorganger.

Dan is daar natuurlik Gert Vlok Nel se pragtige afskeid aan Koos du Plessis – “Waarom ek roep na jou vanaand”… “Gert bo die grond roep na Koos onder die grond, kom in Koos, kom in, kom in…”

En nou voeg Francois van Coke ʼn nuwe generasie se stem by die res van die left field koor wat Koos du Plessis se songs laat aanhou sing. Nóg een van die voorlopers van ʼn nuwe rewolusie in Afrikaanse musiek. ʼn Nuwe interpretasie van “Skadu’s teen die muur” is te vinde op Van Coke Kartel se pas uitgereikte CD Skop, skiet en donner. Van Coke Kartel is die meer ongeskikte off shoot van Fokofpolisiekar, maar met hierdie album doen hulle amper wat die Fokofs met Monoloog in stereogedoen het. Hulle gebruik akoestiese kitare en minder aggressiewe klanke. In sommige gevalle gebruik hulle geprogrammeerde perkussie en ander klanke. Ek dink ek hou daarvan.

Benewens “Skadu’s teen die muur” is daar twee ander covers – vreemde keuses – “Maniac”, wat in die 80s in fliek Flashdance te hore was, en JJ Cale se “Cocaine” uit die 70s. Ek weet nie heeltemal hoe diep Van Coke Kartel se tonge in hulle kieste met hierdie keuses sit nie, of selfs in wie se kieste hulle hul tonge ingedruk het nie. Maar van een ding is ek seker. Ek hou baie van hulle weergawe van “Skadu’s teen die muur”. Hulle maak ʼn anthem van ʼn bitter siniese liriek.


Recharge the Battery with a sonic assault.

Source: Cape Argus

Hearken to the sonic assault rumbling from the north – Battery9, the SA godfathers of a genre best dubbed as “industrial” music.

The new album from Paul Riekert with cohorts Chesare Cassarino on guitar and visual artist and rapper Huyser Burger. “Galbraak”, the group’s seventh album, is “a bit of a misanthropic one” according to Riekert, whose cross-hairs are trained on “stupid people” who keep bothering him in the day-to-day world.

Especially thieves. Song-titles like Skiet Jouself In Die Voet and Enough Rope give you a hint at what you’re in for, but what makes the band so good is that they’re more than just an attitude with some distortion pedals: …


Johnny en die Maaiers

Source: Stuart Thomas (My Digital Life)

Johnny en die Maaiers is the first attempt I’ve seen at a feature length documentary on the South African, and more specifically, Afrikaans music scene.

Produced by Stellenbosch  graduate Cobus Adriaanse, the feature, interspersed with Johnny and his bands search to make it big( Johnny and the band are a self effacing parody of South African bands, going through everything from the charged practises to the break ups to the trip to London in an attempt to find fame and success), the doccie is a look back at Afrikaans music over the past 40 years. An attempt to place Afrikaner music as being moulded by what it was, Johnny en die Maaiers takes the broadest possible outlook on the scene.

It seems to touch on everything, celebrating the likes of David Kramer, Anton Goosen and later the members of The Voelevry movement in their struggle to break free from the restraints of the National Party, while also acknowledging artist such Ge Korsten and Bles Bridges in their creation of a commercial Afrikaans market.

In the post apartheid subject fare it focuses on bands such the Nudies and Boo!, who were bands made up of Afrikaners, singing in English, while groups on the Cape Flats such as Brasse Vannie Kaap and Prophets of da City(POC) were turning Afrikaans into a rap medium. The final element is a look towards the post Zoid and Fokof era, in bands such as Foto na Dans, Zinkplaat and the two Fokof split bands as well as the rise of the music video in South Africa thanks to MK.

The voices used nearly all have something significant to do say and are worth hearing. The ones I thought most insightful were those of Zoid herself, Ramone form POC, Hunter Kennedy from Fokof and surprisingly Steve Hofmeyer, or maybe that was just because he was willing to laugh at his early mullet. Another important voice was that of Paul Riekert, lead man of industrial stalwarts Battery 9 ( pronounced Bat –te-ray Nege for those who don’t know). Francois and Wynand of Fokof and now Van Coke Cartel, were a little silly at times.

This really is a good documentary though, accessible even to people like me who haven’t spoken any real Afrikaans in nearly two years without falling into the shambolic  Engli-kaans which so permeates throughout the rest of MK’s fare. The show first aired on the 23 of June, check it out on MK if you can, otherwise there are shorter clips on YouTube. The production is great and don’t write it off just because it’s in Afrikaans


Somerfaan and retro-futurism nostalgia

Source: Fred De Vries (Fred De Vries)

Somerfaan killing an Alien

The undercurrent of Somerfaan’s second album KykOfSyKyk is a yearning retro-futurism that goes hand in hand with approaching middle-age and looking back. At Nel, a.k.a. Somerfaan has turned 39. Recently he has bought a house in Melville, where he lives with his new girlfriend, a huge Alsatian and a screaming bird. Nel has entered a new era. The hard drinking and partying days, which included doing tequila fuelled Hunter S. Thompson impersonations in a redneck bar in Warmbad, are over. “I leave the extremes now for my music,” says Nel in his home/studio on 2nd Avenue, with KykOfSyKyk cascading in the background.

Nearing forty, settling in, that’s when you start remembering your young and innocent days, and wondering about the journey. How did you end up where you are now? So if KykOfSyKyk, with all its references to science-fiction and comic strips may initially seem a bit childlike, it’s not. It’s a light hearted take on the loss of innocence and dreams, not unlike the recent Flaming Lips albums. It tries to capture a time when the world looked pleasantly strange and full of promise, when events hadn’t closed in on the endless possibilities that life seemed to offer. Despite all its beats and bleeps it’s essentially the musical equivalent to the plaasroman.

“I made this album picturing myself back in the seventies, when I was sitting on the farm. I was ten or eleven and just getting into all this weird rock music,” says Nel. He recounts how, when he was a laaitjie growing up in Heidelberg, he met this much older guy with an incredible record collection, an encounter which we may file under ‘epiphany’.

“His name was Nols de Bruin. His father was a famous ventriloquist who worked with two dolls: Tommy Thompson and Jacky Jackson. His son was this rebel smoking dude who agreed to lend me two albums a week on the condition that I didn’t scratch them. So I drove off on my bicycle with this stuff, back to the farm, and I would put on (David Bowie’s) Ziggy Stardust for the first time, or Black Sabbath. Eish! I liked the heavy shit, UFO those kinds of bands.”

And then there was the growing awareness of a bigger world outside. “On the farm we had this radio set and we just couldn’t get it right. Trying to pick up a signal on medium wave or short wave, you would sometimes stumble upon Russian stations, and it sounded like space to me. I spent quite a bit of time fooling around with that idea. And I think this album has quite a bit of short wave sci-fi sound to it. Sci-fi was my escapism growing up in a conservative place. My favorite? Spiderman, hahaha.”

KykOfSyKyk is lo-fi electronica with vocals. It uses the vintage synthesizers, dance beats and the odd rap, mixing it with looped real instruments, ambient passages and Nel’s own shaky voice. “When I was growing up I only liked music with a heavy guitar in it. But then somebody played me Gary Newman’s Tubeway Army, an album called Replicas. For the first time synthesizers sounded as powerful as, no and even more exhilarating than the heavy guitar.”

The album features a couple of At’s outsider friends, including actor Frank Opperman, Diesel Whores guitarist Arnaud van Vliet and his old Battery9 buddies Huyser Burger and Paul Riekert, with whom he played during the second half of the nineties. Riekert’s deep, foreboding voice can be heard on Wilde Ganse, one of the essential tracks, and one of the few that doesn’t quite fit the light retro mood.

“I had this song and asked him to add something to it,” exlains Nel. “I wanted something like Nick Cave. So Paul came back with this weird poem about somebody parking on the stoep, and they’re drinking whiskey, and he’s got fragments of memory coming through of somebody, and he can only remember her fingers and the smell of malt on her breath. He says: some people are like that, they don’t get wiser but dissolve into these fragments like the ice in his malt. And also the malt he’s drinking didn’t benefit from ageing. So the people, the memory, the fucking whiskey, the whole thing just fragmented.”

It took Huyser Burger almost sixty takes to get the rap on Wet n Vibe right. But finally, after gargling vodka in the morning, he managed, belting out the lyrics about the struggle of finding your place in a hostile world. “Ek’s moeg van sukkel, sukkel en probeer, dis guerilla oorlog, fokol gaan my keer.”

The multi-talented Huyser also made the painting for the cover, which depicts Somerfaan as some kind of action hero, knife in hand, fighting an octopus. This harks back to the days of Spiderman and sci-fi comix. “Somerfaan is in the interplanetary intelligence service,” says Nel, grinning like a little boy. “And there’s a specific song on the album where he says goodbye to his girl Soetelief. She leaves for Venus and he stays behind on Mars. But as he takes off in his spacecraft, Mars is attacked. There’s even a little newspaper clipping about it (on the inner sleeve). So Somerfaan is travelling the planets looking for Soetelief. He doesn’t know if she’s alive or not.”

Pardon? At times the album does feel like it that has been made by someone who for the final time had been allowed to live out his teenage fantasies. The brief introductory opening track has Frank Opperman announcing the arrival of our hero in a boxing ring, hysterically shouting “Somerfaan! Somerfaan!”. Even the album’s title is a nostalgic nod to days gone by. Kyk of sy kyk (‘see if she’s looking’), is a reference to the adolescent game of push and pull eye contact in a disco or a bar.

But, again, the (pre-)pubescent fun is deceptive. There’s always something ominous lurking in the background, an uncontrollable outside force that destroys the moments of innocence and bliss. Haaie Onder Ons could almost be taken as a metaphor for the mood of the album. “It’s about me and a girl skinny dipping in the sea,” says At. “It’s all about the danger and thrill of it. Because you can’t see, and there’s no moon, just all these stars that verskiet. And all of a sudden there’s lightning in the air and you can feel the shark circling beneath you.”

At times the humor seems a bit too juvenile, like on the outsider’s anthem Ons Gaan Almal Hemel Toe, where he uses a sample from a chat line. “I called a phone sex chick, trying to get sleazy samples. I wanted to combine the chorus ‘ons gaan almal hemel toe’ with sin. So I called one of those numbers, but didn’t have a real good way of recording it. Therefore I held a mike to the phone speaker. But then I couldn’t hear what the chick was saying. So I’d just go ‘ja, ja, ja.’ And meanwhile she’s playing with herself and goes: ‘Are you watching it darling? Are you watching it sweetheart?’ That’s what I recorded.”

In his daily life Nel is a sales rep for Puma, driving highways and byways to bring the sporty stuff to the shops. The road, the trips past the endless veld and small towns with their ubiquitous general dealer, is an excellent place for letting the mind drift. “It’s a fantastic job,” says Nel. “I service the platteland. I go to Potch, up north all way to Messina, east to Malelane, in my Volvo, a fast one with a fantastic sound system. So I get to listen to cds quite a bit. I think I listen to more than anyone else because of all these trips. Meanwhile you check out all these wide open spaces. Dis befok.”

Given this landscape and his love for Americana bands like Wilco and Iron and Wine, one would expect his music to have more of an alt-country feel to it. He nods. “I would like to make an earthy album,” he says. “In rugby terms, with the first album I played for the Curry Cup, the second is Super 14 and with the third I must be a Springbok. For that one I’ll be far more serious about singer/songwriter stuff while keeping it interesting with loops and samples. I’ve made some new songs and they sound much bigger, vet, like a techno Tom Waits.”

Just as he seems to get more serious, talking about lyrical and musical experiments and risks he gets up to fetch more beer in the fridge, and says. “But I also like to make people laugh. It would be great if they’d all be singing ‘Ons gaan almal die hemel toe’, poesdronk, while stomping around the fire.”

Indeed, it would be a nice change from De la Rey.

CV

1968 Born in Heidelberg

1987 Does his army stint and meets Paul Riekert

1989 Moves to Ponte City, Hillbrow, and works for a textile company

1991 Moves to Springs to work for his father in a school uniforms/sports/fashion shop

1995 Works for Puma as a sales rep

1995 Joins industrial band Battery9

1999 Starts dj’ing

2000 Leaves Battery9

2003 Releases Somerfaan

2003 Wins Geraas award for ‘Best electronic album’

2004 Releases Uiters Geheim, a remix of Somerfaan

2007 Releases KykOfSyKyk

Heroes/influences: Writers: Charles Bukowski, Harry Crews, Hunter S. Thompson; Music: El-P (“Hard on the ear, iron galaxy hiphop, harsh and nostalgically beautiful”), Captain Beefheart, Tricky, Tom Waits, Iron and Wine; Artists: Salvador Dali; Afrikaans: Takuza (“Homo-erotic Tarzan styled photographic novel”), El Debbo (“Comedian who rolled his eyes around”), Jacob Pierneef, Etienne Leroux, Voëlvry Movement (“But laaitjies like Fokofpolisiekar don’t impress me that way”).


Rocking the laager

Source: Cornia Pretorius (Brixton Moord & Roof Orkes)

Cornia Pretorius about Afrikaans rock bands in the Sunday Times.

Cornia Pretorius exposes the soul of Afrikaans rock ‘n roll

Karen Zoid is no Barbie doll. The 23-year-old rock chick is blonde, sassy and sexy with the kind of face that could easily grace the cover of a glossy women’s magazine. But when she smashed a guitar to pieces on stage earlier this year she proved she had big balls too.

Zoid captured the hearts and minds of a young generation of Afrikaans speakers looking for new icons to reassure them that they were okay and that their language was okay.

“Where are our Sheryls and our Sineads and our Toris and our Courtneys?” asked boere-blues legend Valiant Swart in an Internet column.

Then Zoid arrived and her cult following is hard to miss when she performs.

They chant her name in eager anticipation. They want to marry her and have her babies. And when she executes her rock and rap version of Afrikaners is Plesierig (Afrikaners are cheerful) they croon along as if they had crafted every word themselves.

Determined to sing in a band and whack her guitar until her fingers are stiff from old age, Zoid is working hard to make a living from the poetry of music. And she refuses to apologise for her businesslike approach .

“I always wanted to do this. Throughout my life I have been a performer,” she says. “And if you want to be a musician, be prepared to set up a CC or a Pty Ltd and be prepared to work. Underneath your jeans and your T-shirt you actually wear a suit.”

Zoid may be a lone woman in the world of testosterone-fuelled egos, but she is not the only symbol of cool on the stage of Afrikaans rock ‘n roll.

“There are undoubtedly more new Afrikaans bands on the scene. They have the guts to sing in their own language. The stigma that Afrikaans is shit is disappearing. You get everything from metal to hip-hop,” says Angola Badprop, trendspotter and youth culture journalist for Jip, a youth supplement to Beeld newspaper.

While many new bands are fresh from the basement, some artists have for years lived on the fringe and only recently managed to penetrate the mainstream music market.

There are Koos Kombuis, Valiant Swart, Beeskraal , Kobus!, the Brixton Moord en Roof Orkes , battery9, Diff-olie, Brasse vannie Kaap, Not My Dog, Akkedis , Spinnekop , Plank, The Buckfever Underground, Tynhys, Riku Lätti and many more on a lengthy list of recorded artists.

The new Afrikaans rock poets claim that they are neither language activists nor politicians. They are a happy-go-lucky, peace-loving bunch who shed the shackles of Calvinism and Christian National Education and are creating an original, indigenous flavour of music. And they sing in Afrikaans because they speak Afrikaans.

Says Paul Riekert (formerly Joos Tonteldoos) of battery9, a band with a gritty, industrial sound: “The music is accidentally Afrikaans. We are Afrikaans speaking – at least half of my day is. If we were Polish we would have sung in Polish. I love Afrikaans, but I am not on a [language] mission.”

However, the rock-and-rollers do reject the sing-along mob’s strategy to drag Afrikaans back into an exclusionist lair as it undermines their effort to break through to non-Afrikaans speakers.

“We don’t want Afrikaans to be an exclusive language. From the start our mission was to make Afrikaans more interesting to English people,” says Brixton Barnard, bass player for Brixton Moord en Roof, and Plank.

Failure to take up the mantle as language advocates doesn’t mean that their lyrics are devoid of politics. They do express opinions, and their songs contain an ample supply of social and political commentary.

Ultimately, says “Roof” Bezuidenhout of Brixton Moord en Roof: “Afrikaans rock is about South Africa. It is unconditionally local”, and it is “unintentionally political”.

“There are enough politicians and dominees . Musicians needn’t also preach and they need not be prescriptive. It’s about expression, not politics. Rock-and-rollers should sing and not speak.”

Indeed, the majority are not political animals. They sing about babes, booze and the places they love . Frikk-E of the band Diff-olie calls it the “natural progression” of lyrics from protest against the political status quo during the 1980s, to love songs in the early 1990s to songs about day-to-day living in South Africa in 2002.

Veteran musician Piet Botha agrees: “The bitterness is gone. They sing about the torment of love and against phenomena such as reality television. ”

The future’s rock-and-rollers are still at school and in the musical laboratory. This was evident when some strutted their stuff at the Aardklop Arts Festival in Potchefstroom two weeks ago, during a contest in search of the hottest young talent.

Jeffreys Bay-based outfit, Die Melktert Kommissie , beat the other wannabe rockers, with schoolgirl blues about lost love.

Betsi van Zyl, 17, Lucinda Strydom, 16, Tim van der Westhuizen, 19, Jan-Adriaan Korff, 19, and Jean-Marie Vlok, 18, say Afrikaans has become cool again. “It is as if Afrikaans has been reborn,” says Korff, the drummer.

Indeed the 1990s – South Africa’s decade of freedom – relieved the country of more than its cruel politics. It liberated Afrikaans, but long years after the first wave of Afrikaans musical pioneers such as the late Bernoldus Niemand (James Phillips), Anton Goosen, David Kramer, Koos Kombuis and Johannes Kerkorrel first confronted the Afrikaner establishment.

The definitive period was the 1980s.

Niemand’s 1984 song Hou My Vas Korporaal! ushered Afrikaans rock ‘n roll into a mood of defiance as the 1989 Voëlvry tour took off with Kerkorrel and the Gereformeerde Blues Band, Kombuis and Niemand.

They sang in smoky bars and chilly town halls. Their message to students was that they were “gatvol”. They annoyed the regime with their PW Botha-bashing . Police were in the shadows where they performed, there were power cuts and they were banned from campuses. They roamed the platteland, they established a network in small towns that continues to exist and remains the lifeblood of the latest generation of Afrikaans rock-and-rollers.

Kombuis (formerly André Letoit), who has cult status as a writer, poet and musician , captures the significance of the tour in the CD sleeve of a recent release of a live recording of the Voëlvry performances.

“With Voëlvry we stole the fire from the old people. We protested against the NP without giving up our Afrikanerskap. It was the kind of attack that the Bothas were unprepared for. They never expected it.”

Despite the support of independent record labels such as Shifty Record and Wildebeest to expand the influence of the so-called alternative artists, there was a lull in the Afrikaans rock and roll scene post-Voëlvry. There was Houtstok in 1990 , but the pace only picked up again around the middle of the 1990s when small groups of fans began travelling to a Bushveld resort outside Northam in the Limpopo province.

Oppikoppi, just a bar and a few rondavels on a small hill, began as an intimate meeting place for performers such as Kombuis and Valiant Swart and groupies prepared to boogie throughout a weekend.

Oppikoppi represents the second wave of Afrikaans rock ‘n roll. It grew into a mega-festival that attracted thousands of revellers , and together with new arts festivals began to give new talent the opportunity to appeal to a crossover audience of Afrikaans and English speakers.

As Afrikaans rock ‘n roll shifted into the mainstream spotlight, some of the newer bands such as Beeskraal managed the transition brilliantly. They introduced the concertina, a trademark sound of boeremusiek, into rock.

Drummer Corné “Happy-Bees” Olckers says their fan base includes young and old, English and Afrikaans speakers, surfers, headbangers and people who sakkie-sakkie.

“I had a lady of 60 who told me we are cool,” Olckers says.

Another band that has been pushing the boundaries of Afrikaans music is Kobus!.

Francois Blom and Theo Crous, respectively former members of the Voice of Destruction and the Springbok Nude Girls, together with Huyser Burgers’s mixing dexterity, perform macabre rock – a dark and fantastic rip-off act of everyone and everything once considered holy in Afrikaans music.

“Afrikaans has reached a new level if you can have a band such as Kobus!. It is a send-up of the older generation. It is more like a cabaret . . . and they do music that usually doesn’t appeal to the rock crowd,” says Badprop.

Dirk Uys, one of the first champions of the Afrikaans rock movement, says the umpteenth reincarnation of Afrikaans rock ‘n roll is not translating into sales in what remains a very small niche market.

Nevertheless, the energy of the youth may make a difference this time around. There is a new generation of South Africans who believe local is lekker. They have disposed of their hang-ups about identity and language, in particular being Afrikaans. They speak it, they write it and they rock ‘n roll in it.

They might just take Afrikaans rock ‘n roll well into the future.


BATTERY 9 EN PAUL RIEKERT – HERONTDEK!

Source: Willeklong (willeklong)

Hoeveel van ons onthou nie die klanke van Bettery 9 en Paul Riekert nie, en hoeveel van ons wonder nie elke dag waar is hulle en wat gebeur deesdae in die lewe van Battery 9 en Paul Riekert nie?

Wel die Willeklong span het vir Paul Riekert opgespoor en besluit hierdie man kan ons nie onwyk nie en het so n paar vragies aan hom gestel om ons nuuskierigheid te blus en hopelik julle s n ook.

Vertel ons eers, wat het van Battery 9 geword en wat doen elkeen van julle nou?
Laat ek sommer met die intrapslag dit duidelik maak: battery9 het nie “opgebreek” nie. Battery9 sal “opbreek” wanneer ek opbreek.

Dit werk so: ek maak die CDs, en ons almal speel die musiek live. Ek het ‘n studio by die huis, waar ek al die musiek opneem en produce. Ek skryf die songs en speel meeste van die instrumente, en ek sal nou en dan iemand anders inkry vir hulle spesifieke talente. Dis nie ‘n band wat saam “jam” en dan met songs opkom nie.

Live is ‘n ander storie. Ek kry dan ‘n band bymekaar om ‘n lewendige interpretasie te doen van sekere songs op die CDs. Huyser en ek is die enigste twee permanente lede tot dusver. Dit wissel – gaan kyk op battery9.co.za na al die ex-b9 -lede.

Die afgelope 2 jaar was ek besiger op ander gebiede – musiekproduksie vir ander bands, soos die Brixton Moord en Roof Orkes; ook het ek baie musiek geskryf vir TV, en ‘n album onder die naam Die Menere geskryf en opgeneem saam met Andr?, die mees onlangse battery9 kitaarspeler.

Huyser is ‘n skilder van formaat – hy is besig om te werk aan ‘n solo – uitstalling.

Weirdste insident wat al gebeur het met julle?
Om musiek te maak vir ‘n lewe is al klaar weird.

Wat sal jy onthou van Battery 9?
Die euforiese gevoel as ‘n mens die musiek maak / opvoer. Die heerlike aktiewe gehore. Die seer keel.

Vertel ons meer van Paul, wie is jy en waarvandaan kom jy? Het jy enige musiek opleiding gehad?
Ek het op Potchefstroom grootgeword en skoolgegaan (Potch Gimnasium), waar ek klavier, klassieke kitaar en teorie as (na-ure) vakke by die Konservatorium of by private onderwysers geneem het. Ek het opgehou daarmee toe ek my eie musiek begin skryf het op seker so 17.

Ek is Wits toe vir ‘n BA (Engels, Afrikaans, “Comparative Literature”) en het ‘n jaar lank klas gegee by ‘n privaat “taalinstituut”. Toe besluit ek “fok dit” – en doen wat ek nog altyd wou: musiek.

Jou passies en jou liefdes..vertel ons meer
Ek is baie lief vir goeie koffie, bourbon of single malt whisky, sjokolade, Indiese kos; ek is mal oor doringbome (acacias) en gaan op trips net om na bome te gaan kyk, ek is baie lief vir die Kalahari en die Namib -woestyn. Vir ontspanning lees ek baie, skilder af en toe, en skryf kortverhale. Ek doen ook fotografie en grafiese ontwerp vir die pret. (Jy sal oplet dis meestal goed wat mens alleen doen. Party mense beskryf my as ‘n kluisenaar. Dis seker ‘n simptoom van om te lewe in “die publiek”.)

Maar die oorheersende ding in my lewe is musiek. Dis nie net ‘n job nie. Dis ‘n obsessie.

Wat is jou toekomsplanne, waar sien jy jouself se maar oor 10 jaar? (Ek weet, ek haat dit self as iemand so n vraag vir my vra.maar jammer, dis een van daardie vrae wat nie vermy kan word nie)
My lewe draai om musiek, en my toekomsplanne sluit altyd een ding in: om soveel moontlik musiek te maak. Maar wie weet, miskien is ek ‘n wortelboer oor tien jaar.

En met watter projekte is jy huidiglik besig?
Nuwe b9 album en ander kunstenaars se albums (as producer). Daar is sprake van ‘n animasie-reeks vir kinders waarvoor ek die musiek gaan maak; ook ‘n plaaslike vollengte film. Dan is ek besig om ‘n “record company” te stig, iets spesifiek op die skaarser en minder kommersi?le sy van plaaslike musiek gemik.

Villa Rosa se musiek, hoe het jy daar ingekom en is dit iets wat jy nog altyd wou gedoen het?
Dis ‘n ou kli?nt van my, ‘n great ou, wie die sepie gekry het, en hy het my gevra om die musiek te doen. Ek is al langer besig met musiek vir TV en film as met battery9 – omtrent ‘n jaar langer. Let ‘n bietjie op, daar is baie van my musiek op TV, bv. Pitstop, Voorblad, Enterprize Zone, die Berocca en EnergadeTV advertensies.

As jy nie In die musiekbedryf was nie, wat sou jy anders gedoen het?
Ek het al gedink daaraan om ‘n kweker/tuinier te word.

As ons nou by jou huis in stap, wat sal ons op jou cd rakke vind?
Enigiets en alles, van Frank Sinatra tot by Beefheart en Slipknot. Ek luister na baie verskillende musiek. Maar julle moet eers ‘n afspraak maak voor julle by my huis instap.

Wat is jou gunsteling Suid Afrikaanse band(s)?
Trike, Brixton Moord en Roof Orkes, Fokofpolisiekar, Rokkeloos, Swim Club, Kobus, Martin Rocka & the Sick Shop, Diesel Whores, Riku Latti, en dan hou ek baie van die Salvation Army se brass band. Ek moet erken ek luister maar min na SA musiek. Ek dink 90% van SA musiek is stront. OK, 90% van enige land se musiek is stront.

Enige wyse woorde vir jong opkomende musikante?
Werk jou gat af, sonder dit sal jou musiek nooit verder as jou slaapkamer kom nie. En moenie dink jy’s spesiaal nie.

So ok, jou eerlike opinie van die Willeklong website?
Dis ‘n goeie idee; dit lyk goed – nice logo en ontwerp, en dis pret om rond te snuffel op die site. Ek hou nie eintlik van die “dronkwees – jonkwees” -idee nie. (”Suip tot jy bloei.”) (Die Willeklonge stem saam en jy sal sien ons is weg daarmee, maar Suip tot jy bloei is ook bietjie scarry.hehe)

So en as mense jou wil kontak, wat sal die beste manier wees?
Hulle kan my e-mail by die adres onder “contact” op die b9 website.

Jammer oor die vraag, maar dis maar n algemene vraag wat ons vir almal vra – enige iemand spesiaals in jou lewe?
Ja, daar is. Sy’s great! Ons is al ‘n paar jaar saam.

Ok, net vinnig weer terug na die dae van Battery 9 – groupies, het julle gehad en mis jy nie die groupies nie?
Natuurlik het ons groupies! :) Wonderlike mense. Ons behandel altyd groupies met die hoogste respek. (Daar is baie bands wat neersien op groupies, en ek dink dis stupid.)

Enige snaakse staaltjies wat jy ons kan vertel wat dalk met n groupie gebeur het, as ons dit natuurlik mag vra?
Die beste staaltjies kan ek ongelukkig nie oor uitbrei nie, “to protect the innocent”. Laat ek maar net s?: reality is stranger than fiction.

Vir ‘n ruk, aan die begin van battery9, was S&M en “industrial” sinoniem vir baie mense, danksy Nine Inch Nails. Ook vir baie groupies van daardie tyd. Die band was nog nooit juis into dit nie – en dit het gesorg vir ‘n paar lelike misverstande. Dis baie onaangenaam om met ‘n sweep geslaan te word as jy nie wil nie.

So liewe vriende sluit ons hierdie Wille Interview af, en ons hoop ons het darem die meeste van julle vrae beantwoord. Hierdie man het n ware passie vir sy musiek en is n ware inspirasie vir almal. Baie dankie aan Paul vir hierdie interresante onderhoud met al sy interresante antwoorde en kwinkslae!

Die van julle wat graag self vir Paul wil kontak kan hom kontak by paul@battery9.co.za
en besoek gerus ook hul webwerf by www.battery9.co.za


Lady One: The CD

Source: nb publishers

Lady one - Breyten Breytenbach voorkant

Lady One - Breyten Breytenbach

Lady One: The CD | Poetry Texts & Poetry Anthologies

Breyten Breytenbach

Human & Rousseau

Breyten Breytenbach crosses yet another border in his relentless creative voyage. The merger of his English poetry and music, where the one genre serves as vehicle to explore the other, is taken into new artistic territory by the collaboration of musicians the likes of Arno Carstens, Ernestine Deane, Tim Par, Paul Riekert, Ben Amato, Laurinda Hofmeyr, Concord Nkabinde, Barry Van Zyl, Schalk Joubert and Jean Marais. This is no ordinary combination of spoken poetry with background music. The music for each track was composed to unlock the rhythm and musicality inherently apparent in that particular poem. Breyten’s voice is used as an instrument in the musical arrangements. The end result is a complete oneness of music and poetry, entrenching practices of ancient cultures where poetry and music could never exist the one without the other. Lady One is published in attactive book form and contains the Breytenbach poems on which the musical tracks are based. 2001’s Mondmusiek, a music CD based on 16 of Breytenbach’s Afrikaans poems, was a huge critical success. It received a Geraas award for Best Esoteric Album. Both Mondmusiek and the Lady One Cd were produced by Albert du Plessis.


Om Te Breyten – Verskeie Kunstenaars

Source: Theunis Engelbrecht (Rembrandt)

Om Te Breyten CD Cover

Om Te Breyten

  1. Die Maar Man Met Die Groen Trui – Cobus Robinson
  2. Soos Ek Sê – Steve Hofmeyr
  3. Ek Sal Jou ‘n Leeu Gee – Jantjie Blom
  4. Ek Issie Klong – David Kramer
  5. Die Nag Is Stout – Valiant Swart
  6. Ballade Van Ontroue Bemindes – Wouter Van de Venter
  7. Aa Mens! – Johannes Kerkorrel
  8. Dagreis Vir ‘n Mens – Amanda Strydom
  9. Die Sterre Is Wurms In Die Heelal – Duusman
  10. Gedagtes Van Gedigte – Brasse Vannie Kaap
  11. Sin Vir Waardes Hol Mannekyne – Paul Riekert
  12. Ek Wag In My Hart – Laurinda Hofmeyr
  13. Verslag – Piet Botha
  14. Oun’ – Mynie Grove
  15. Rooiborsduif – Lize Beekman
  16. Klanke – Battery 9
  17. ‘n Brief Van Hulle Vakansie – Lieze Stassen
  18. Om Te Breyten – Anton Goosen

In die vorige Woema is geskryf oor hoe kwaai dit is dat so baie sangers en liedjieskrywers in die Afrikaanse poësie gaan soek vir inspirasie. Dit het al lank terug gebeur, byvoorbeeld in die destydse Musiek-en-Liriek-beweging, maar waar die hartklop van die poësie gekaap is deur akademici, kabaretkunstenaars en vryskut-intellektuele sodat dit gou ontaard het in ‘n alte pretensieuse trippie.

Een van die belangrikste Afrikaanse CD’s ooit is pas deur Gallo uitgereik: ‘Om te Breyten’ met Steve Hofmeyr, Jantjie Blom (Anton Goosen), David Kramer, Valiant Swart, Wouter van de Venter, Johannes Kerkorrel, Amanda Strydom, Duusman, Brasse Vannie Kaap, Paul Riekert, Laurinda Hofmeyr, Piet Botha, Mynie Grové, Lize Beekman, Battery 9 en Lieze Stassen. ‘Om te Breyten’ is een van die belangrikste Afrikaanse CD’s ooit omdat dit toonsettings bevat uit die poësie en prosa van Breyten Breytenbach, in baie mense se oë die grootste Afrikaanse skrywer wat Suid-Afrika tot nog toe opgelewer het. Breytenbach se werk is onmoontlik om in een sin te beskryf, maar as mens kyk na die soort stories wat op hierdie CD vertel word, kry jy ‘n goeie idee: ‘n man koop vir hom ‘n vis wat net groter en groter word

(‘Sin vir waardes hol mannekyne’, Paul Riekert); ‘n man wat vir sy lover ‘n leeu gee waarop sy Maandagoggend werk toe kan ry (‘Ek sal jou ‘n leeu gee’, Jantjie Blom); en ‘n klong van die Klein-Karoo wat die langpad Barrydale toe vat om skaap te steel, maar ‘n vrou trou duskant Grabouw wat vir hom skaaptjops braai, en die maan en die sterre daarbo is die goed waarin hy glo (‘Ek issie klong’, David Kramer). En dan is daar ‘n man wat sy sterre dank vir vrou tussen die bene, die son op die berg, ‘n voël in die see en ‘n môre vir sy nagte (‘Die sterre is wurms in die heelal’, Duusman) – om maar net ‘n paar te noem.

Aangesien die hele CD van snit 1 tot 18 ‘n hoogtepunt is, is dit moeilik om hoogtepunte uit te sonder, maar met die eerste paar luisterslae is ek veral weggeblaas deur Lieze Stassen (”n Brief van hulle vakansie’) – op plekke klink sy soos ‘n cross tussen Patti Smith en Janis Joplin sonder dat sy probeer om so te klink of aansit. Dis soos ‘n liedjie vol rou hulpkrete. Brasse Vannie Kaap se ‘Gedagtes van gedigte’ is ook ‘n helse blast, om die minste te sê. Ook Paul Riekert/Battery 9 en Wouter van de Venter se bydraes staan uit, asook die opwindende Pretoriase groep Duusman. ‘Aa mens!’ (Johannes Kerkorrel) het ‘n soort spiritual melancholie wat by ‘n mens bly spook. Ook Amanda Strydom se ‘Dagreis vir ‘n mens’ en Laurinda Hofmeyr se ‘Ek wag in my hart’ is uitsonderlik.

Dié paar voorbeelde beteken nie die res is enigsins “swakker” nie. Elke kunstenaar het op sy eie manier musiekasem geblaas in Breytenbach se woordwerk. Elke enkele kunstenaar wat tot hierdie CD bygedra het, verdien in die eerste plek komplimente vir hul gevoelvolle, trefseker

Toonsettings van die gedigte. My voorvaders fluister vir my dat wanneer ons almal oor honderd jaar onder die grond lê, sal hierdie CD heel waarskynlik klassieke en/of Africana-status geniet.