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Subject: HP's Sonar Experience
Date: Thu, 22 Jun 2000 03:40:36 -0400 (EDT)
From: "Steven T Lammers" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
To: [email protected]

I don't think this made it on the list..

Peace,
H


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Date: Wed, 21 Jun 2000 06:59:59 -0400
From: Horsepower <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Organization: Full Crate Productions
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To: [email protected]
Subject: HP's Sonar Experience

Ok,
This is just as much an account of what happened musically as what
happened otherwise in my 6/13-6/20 (extended) adventure in Spain.. so
if
you don’t want to read about other highlights in the city of Barcelona

it might be a little bit difficult to read.

First of all I will probably never ever come down from this, ever.
The
trip was perfect.  Tom Linder [T Linder] and I arrived in the city
without a hotel on 6/13, early Tuesday morning.  First impressions of
the terrain were complete glamour, not over the top, extremely
tasteful,
and non-hassled.  Begin the introduction of my favorite exotic walking

surface--marble--everywhere.. from McDonald’s to nearly the
Mediterranean’s shores, this city is packed full of sturdy, shiny,
classy style.  So after realizing that the airport’s tourist info
center
could not help us with our accommodation situation we were referred to

the other tourist center in the heart of Catalunya, or the downtown
area.  For any techno travelers or otherwise heading towards Barcelona

this service is very helpful and is located underneath the Placa
itself,
downstairs from the fountain.  Basically what I what I was worried
about
trying to book online was completely and quickly taken care of and not

only that we were able to stay in my #1 hotel pick--the Duques du
Bergara--which was located perfectly inbetween the money district and
the hip district, and I would recommend it to anyone, but it is really

expensive, so it’s okay that we were only able to get it for a night.
;}  After we had gotten that straightened out we took some photos from

our balcony on the sixth (top) floor and headed out, wearing t-shirts
and smiles, to the Teatro Tivoli, to buy our Stockhausen tickets.  The

theater was closed so we headed in the general direction back to the
hotel and found a retailer in the Fnac building which was sort of a
local Ticketmaster equivalent, selling tix for shows ranging from
Britney Spears to Slayer <more on this later> and ours, so we were
able
to buy our 3-day Sonar passes and the tickets for the opening show by
Karlheinz S.  Another relief, good news.  Then after we caught some
dinner somewhere, I believe at a restaurant off the main drag, La
Rambla, we were on another search for CD Drome--the #2 store listed in

Rotator Locator for Barcelona..  We found it and many other things
later
around the corner.  The store was opening in 45 minutes so we walked
up
& around a few streets and found the Centre de Cultural Contemporary
de
Barcelona (CCCB) where the daytime events were going to fly.  We were
getting excited just seeing an empty tent surrounded by big gothic
halls
and a large modern-looking structure where the village was inside.  It

started to rain so we took shelter under an atrium and waited it out
for
CD Drome.  It was just about done when we went back to the store.
Inside bins were neatly organized into Detroit, Chicago, Cologne,
Downtempo, Experimental, Techno, and Kreisel.  ;>  I can now say
thanks
to this store I am now only missing 1 out of 52 7"s in the series.  ;>

..Anbody got another #30?  ;>  I also got a CD that I had to get
because
it was beautiful by a group called Black Box Recorder that they were
playing in the store the whole time.  The CD is called The Facts Of
Life
and I recommend it to everyone highly into the female ethereal vocal
pop
thing like Slowdive or Cocteau Twins.  Wrong list?  Probably.  ;)  I
also got the new Reinhard Voigt CD on Profan which is completely
ambient
and about 30 or so records.  Stuff by J Burger the Modernist that I
was
missing, more craziness on Profan, a new Vertical Form record, and a
bunch of pounding good tech that I will have to unpack today to
remember..  Keep in mind that I am an American and this stuff was
coming
in at 60% off what I was normally used to paying.  The owners were
extremely friendly and when I put a few records back because they had
scratches on them I was about to learn upon checkout that every record

on the floor is a store copy, for listen!  So they replaced ALL of the

records I brought up to them with new ones!!  Nice touch, guys,
props!!!  When we left the store we turned the corner and soon
discovered what we were to refer upon heretofore as "c0ck rock alley".

;]  Believe it, Iron Maiden and Ted Nugent are very alive and kicking
in
this city, scary.  Also the restaurants are usually playing cheesy
American pop from the 80s.  We took the vinyl back to the hotel and
went
for a walk in the Barri Gotic and happened upon the Fon Fon, a
medium-sized club/bar with a good layout for sitting and talking and
dancing equally.  The barback here was doing DJ duty and even though
he
was playing a really good house tape when we offered to help he was
glad.  Back to the hotel to get our records we had just bought (our
only
records), back to the club, met some nice girls from Germany who were
learning the language and staying in the city for a couple months,
rocked it, came back and went to bed in superstar style.

The next morning we knew we had to book another hotel room so it was
back to the Placa Catalunya’s downstairs and a line of about 20 and a
digital sign saying no rooms in Barcelona tonight.  I’m not sure what
that meant because everyone ahead of us was coming off with a room in
some way or another.  I was still nervous.  But we left with a room at

the marble-rich Hotel Prisma just a mile or so away from the city
center, it could have been a lot worse, I was thinking we would have
to
take a Eurail to France.  ;}  We had to book separate rooms but the
interesting thing about that was one of the rooms was barely bigger
than
the bed in it.  It was still nice, and even had a TV, bathroom/shower,

minibar, phone, and all the fixins in it unbelieveably.  We were in
the
general area of #1 head shop La Casa Discs, according to Rotator
Locator
and Mapquest, but we could not find it at all.  :(  We got an
interesting tour on foot of some of the less busy streets in the city,

however.  ;)  Don’t count on Mapquest every time.  This store was in a

completely different section of town.  How could we complain, though?
We were doing exactly what we wanted to be doing, seeing exactly what
we
wanted to be seeing, in the city we wanted to be in.  We decided to go

to the beach but made a really dumb move and got lost doing that also.

Same story, but we got to check out a few parks and got our bearings
in
another clever way.  The position of the sun kept screwing us up the
first two days.  We got used to getting the feeling for where we were
by
the fact that we were walking either downhill or up, because all the
North and South streets point toward the beach.  Yes I have heard of a

map.  We ate dinner somewhere again, man were our feet tired,
freshened
up in the hotel and went to see the Stockhausen show.  We were sitting

in the 25th row approximately and there was a large mixer and some
digital 4-tracks and such, in the middle of the audience, and a few
minutes later, he came down the aisle and sat down right in front of
it
all.  I couldn’t believe he was right there.  People started looking
and
coming around to chat and when I saw an opening, thank goodness we
were
there early, I introduced myself to the man, had him sign my ticket,
and
he said something like I hope you didn’t just come from Detroit to see

me and I returned to a seat in the wrong row and didn’t have my head
stopped spinning until Tom called my name and told me where he was.  I

could not believe whose hand I had just shook.  Anyway, Greg Earle
came
in later with his Miami girlfriend and also another friend of his,
Tom,
from LA.  I saw him and the posse started growing from there.  All of
us
didn’t know what to expect from the show and I still don’t know what
to
expect now, if that makes any sense.  For the first half we stayed in
our seats and watched a single spotlight on the high center of the
theater’s stage and heard a collaboration of marches, esoteric loops
of
his own voice, and radio static.  I was always looking for layers
deeper
than there actually were, I think?  He performed Hymnen.  There was an

intermission and the most smoke-filled gallery I will hopefully ever
be
in and the place was maybe half full after that.  More of the same.
Maybe it was the same.  I can’t say I was disappointed because it took

me somewhere but I still don’t know exactly the place.  I think the
experience of the event, in the ornate Gaudi-inspired space like
Detroit’s Fox could have looked 300 years ago, established the meaning

of the festival to come well.  I should also mention that he
introduced
himself at the beginning of the show and described the piece, and then

walked back up to the stage and took a bow at the very end.  I started

taking a lot of pictures at this point.  I got some good aerial shots
from the upper balcony for his ovation.  After the show we met someone

named Jim, also from LA, who is pioneering a netcast site
sumosound.com
and we were all on our way to Club Moog after sangria on La Rambla.
Three house DJs from Norway.  Completely [EMAIL PROTECTED] amazing.  The vibe in

this place was hot, like hotter than I’ve seen at some of Derrick
May’s
shows, and the place was sweating, jumping, and loving it all.  We
never
made it back to this club but they hosted an Ultraschall night and are

booking a lot of high profile names in the future.  Sound system is
amazing and there is a smaller second room upstairs.  We were getting
our first taste of exactly how Barcelona likes to party at Club Moog.
Pacou was playing there the next night but we were going to be at the
big festival.  The party stopped at about 4:30AM and the group parted
ways after many pictures and hugs and went to our respective rooms.

Guess what had to happen that morning, yes, we need a new hotel.  But
before 11:00 check-out T Linder saves the day and gets us a double
room
in the same place.  Score.  Sleep.  And we did until about 5.  ;>

Thursday sh!t was about getting big.  If you have the schedule in
front
of you you can see that we were already missing some of the acts but
nobody we really knew anything about, anyway.  We saw Richie Hawtin
before we saw anybody, right at the gate, he had just gotten in the
country.  A surprised look and some talk and we walked in.  The layout

was awesome.  The girls of sonar <see the website> were alive and for
real and letting you take their picture with them, MTV Spain had a
corner set up, drinks were flowing, classic architecture was in the
mix
with nature, and sweet beats were abound.  The one artist I remember
distinctly seeing was Genesis P Orridge playing with the Narobi Trio
in
the Macba.  I hope the nude woman center stage didn’t mind her picture

taken.  The first day was just a warmup.   I believe we were also
introduced to our "Spanish Connection" Mr. Juanjo Ramirez by Greg this

day, among very many many locals.  We got dinner and that night we met

David "Babydiddy" Hampson from Northampton, UK, Dan Butler from UK,
Nick
Craddock and his posse of people, some people from Scotland, and many
many many more locals.  Stupid pictures will be posted.  ;)  I posted
the next day from the CCCB about our highlight that night--the Disko B

tent--and I will post again.  This was consistently the most engaging
place to be for the whole first night hands down.  Didn’t get to see
Gilles Peterson and I don’t think anybody here wants to hear about
David
Morales, but Funkstorung and Stereo MCs were ok.  Only caught a little

bit of A Guy Called Gerald because Disko B crew was just too good to
give away.  Death in Vegas were nothing special as well as Super
Collider, the latter being really disappointing for me being a
Cristian
Vogel whore from Mosquito 001.  ..They were just, too, bland.  Boring.

They tried spicing it up with some spray paint and flamework antics
but
it just wasn’t working for myself.  I was waiting to hear Darn Cold
Way
of Lovin, too, and it didn’t happen.  Well it was better than the hip
hop at the SonarPub I guess.  ;>  The first night was just a warmup,
also.  We took the discobus provided by the Sonar crew to a central
spot
and cab to our hotel the rest of the way.

T Linder pulls some sh!t together again.  He went down and
smoothtalked
the desk into giving us another double room downstairs to have for the

rest of the time we were in Barcelona.  Smooth.  Peace of mind on the
hotel front after all.  Thanks Tom.  We could even hit the continental

breakfast usually because we were rolling in like raverz at about 6 or
7
nightly...at least that night..

Oh yeah I also bought some music early that previous day from one of
the
record distributor tents.  A Seefeel album on Warp I was missing, a
Boards of Canada rarity I didn't have, and a new Dynamic Tension
record.

Friday we knew this sh!t was kicking in high.  Tom wanted to get there

earlier than me so he bolted out but I was right behind him by a
couple
of hours and we met at the CCCB at around 4:45.  And I had just missed

Dynamo which had [EMAIL PROTECTED] sucked because I was looking forward to that
but I heard I didn’t miss anything great.  Donno?  Anyway I got some
beers 4 breakfast and did some email while Burnt Friedman was playing
and Pole was setting up.  Pole ended up playing rastadub records which

was cool but unexpected by me!  Kit Clayton was all weird and every
act
that finished out the daytime slots in all four venues, was on like
mastadon.  Missed Speedy J.  Merzbow changed my life:  My entire body
was feeling it.  Funny to watch the ‘dancing’ in the front row, along
with his finger on the mouse, and completely enthralling to hear it
all
in such a glorious place.  Masami Akita you da man.  This day Tom and
I
also met Bart Wolff [NL] at different times after a couple rumored
nearmisses.  Still didn’t see Ville or Filo yet.  Jamie Hodge where
were
you?  :-)  And I _know_ Alfonso Rodriguez was running around somewhere

but we never did meet up.  ;/  That night was the beginnings of
something big.  Autechre were playing some oldies and Richie was about

ready to go on, after Chicks on Speed.  Richie killed it, with the 909

trix and table art from beyond.  People were cheering.  I was in the
front row with David for the whole thing and it was hot as hell but we

were dancing fools.  Up there on the stage he was giving a techno
sermon.  Every time we talked to people from Spain and told them we
were
from Detroit a look of shock and wonder filled faces.  Questions and
curiosities abound.  Usually 1 out of 4 partiers spoke useable English

so it was good we understood a little bit of Catalan, especially..
..Crowd was perfect.  This wasn’t like a DEMF where there was
generations spanning but it did seem like there was a flavor there,
with
old kids and new.  Dancing.  Ratio kept up the pace after Rich of
course
and the vibe was so good I had to miss Acquaviva but I’ll see him
again.  People were saying good things with very big grins.  I heard
Tim
Baker did good, too, and Tim it was nice to meet you that afternoon
and
I hope you kicked it at Florida 135 too but I never got to see you
play,
man.  Hopefully you’ll play in Detroit more!!  Tim was on the cover of
a
DJ culture magazine there.  There was also posters around town for
Blake
Baxter and Umek coming this weekend I think and they were promoting
that
*heavily*.  This Reinhard Voigt CD is good too and it’s about to get
its
second spin here.

Saturday was the icing on the cake that mom made for my birthday and
Christmas and mixed them all together.  Since I was wandering about
the
commercial tents spending gobs of money on records most of the
afternoon
I didn’t get to see a lot of the sounds live but I heard them afar.  I

made a point to see Herbert, though, and up close.  Anybody who has
seen
them will agree with me and say the whole gig is easy on the eyes and
on
the ears.  Dani Siciliano live on vox and Matthew + ? playing live
keys
and later Matt doing solo live on the Evian empties, handkerchiefs,
and
other garbage he was sampling through three different microphones.
More
soul than a Cass kitchen.  It was dope.  The thing I love most about
electronic instruments is how they can capture found sound and turn it

into something you create.  Man the funk was real in this.  I’d
venture
to say that he was even better than Artist Unknown, which were
practically my favorite group of the entire event, but I’ll get to
details on that.  Thank God I got to see this because there was so
many
people around and I missed V/VM and Coil because I wasn’t patient
enuff.  People started waiting four hours before the show started to
see
Coil.  I guess those people deserved to see them more.  I saw the
<insert staledorkydreampop>Gentle People<takeout staledorkydreampop>
live but was it live?  All I saw was a bunch of lame mismatched
choreographs and stupid costumes.  Memorex performance I am sure
because
there were no instruments in sight.  Only a big projector screen with
some cheesy brit tv sh!t.  Euro trash!  Forgot to mention Friday the
line to get in at night was enormous.  And the crowd Thursday was
nearly
capacity by darkness end.  So Saturday night we made it our point to
get
there megaearly.  Don’t eat dinner on La Rambla if you’re in a hurry.
Friday we ended up taking a cab and paying a jacked up rate just to
get
there at 1.  Saturday we did the same but it didn’t cost as much
because
we were there earlier and the demand was considerably lower, but still

pretty busy.  I remember dancing to the two guys from Future Talk who
started the drum and bass, I never saw Middleton, and I remember
Cristian Vogel but after that and after I heard Richie was on because
both Luke Slater and Slam couldn’t make it, I don’t remember anything
but having tattooed a permanent smile since about 3AM on 6/18.  Where
Spain beats Detroit (and our crew will have pictures to prove this) is

that 7-9000 or more screaming people were insanely dancing their @sses

off to hard as fukkin sin techno until way after the sun was up.  I
said
to Greg, "...only in Europe..." and he agreed.  Hawtin had them in his

palm and so did Carl Cox and then Oliver Ho just took it home.  These
guys together were like the three wisemen of techno and it just worked

so well.  The beats were on and the pace was perfect because I could
not stop bobbing my head even when I was sitting down catching my
breath
and resting my legs.  All I have to say is Oliver Ho, Oliver Ho,
Oliver
Ho.  His last two tracks were Elevation II and Stardancer.

After another day of relaxing in town and passing the bullfighting
arena
to go to the famous Cathedral and witnessing a service then we just
felt
like we had achieved it all.  Everything is such a blur that’s why I
am
writing this now.  We also saw the Picasso Museum as well as many
local
watering holes and dwellings new and old along the way.  And the
people
of Barcelona were comparable to next to none in their hospitality and
demeanor.  Filo, my girl, I am so sorry I lost you on Saturday in all
the hustle but we will meet you again and we do have a photo.  Ville
my
buddy I wish I could have talked to you a little bit longer but we
will
meet again in August in your country.  Juanjo boy I would’ve liked to
have talked to you more, too, but you are a scenester of the highest
order and I can’t even keep up!  ;]  Sacha, Abe, the Plug Research
guys,
and John Acqu. I know you were there and tore it up in your own ways
and
I was there in complete spirit.  Meighen and Ish I wish you guys could

have come along REALLY and I hope this letter brought the event closer

to your proverbial hearts.  Anybody who is in the area and wants to
hear
more about the event come to Forans tonight I promise I’ll play my new

stuff.

Top 5 trip highlights in no order:
Artist Unknown in their white suits and white masks freaking on the
Novation
and acoustic guitar; Original moves and funny as fuk.
Herbert and Pole in the Sonar Village
Almost falling asleep on the crystal shores of the nighttime venue at
10am
Richie both nites, Carl Cox, and Oliver Ho
Oliver Ho, Oliver Ho, and Oliver Ho

Sorry if any or all of this stuff has been crossposted or mentioned
earlier.  Something is messed up in my email and I haven’t been able
to
download anything that was sent to me last week but it will be fixed
tomorrow.

Thanks everyone.
I had an unforgettable time,
Steve



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