Enjoy: I had A Chance To Cut before I even knew you. The rest... well I guess time will tell that story. Moby isnt comparatively as advanced as most of the stuff I'm talking about, but attitudes towards the genre are softening for marketers. (see: Prefuse 73 sold to commercial, Biosphere's 'Novelty Waves', etc). I have no doubts they will dig into obscurity in order to sculpt the perfect image for their brand/model/style. But this has nothing really to do with what I was mentioning overall; that Idm was chewing its cud and now has started to choke, in many peoples minds.

Just heard Chocolate Wheelchair... what does everyone make of it? Allow me to employ a smiley in lieu of a written explanation:

pseudo:: i dont know...still unconvinced, the arguement is weak..but I am jaded..the media class makes advertising (and all media in general) more transparent than one could ever imagine


Evilmatik:: I have heard it no!....but I want to. Heres an interview from Butt mag...the rest of it is entertaining as well click!

Danny: You’ve made soundtracks to porn movies, no?
Drew: They were just sex party videotapes, shot at a sex party by the participants.
Martin: Uncut, unedited, Dutch, fisting videos. Like camera on a tripod in the room, guys fucking at the other end of the room, fist-fucking.
Drew: It was more or less the same set of people, but it was carved up into a film called “Screw Gang” and a film called “Fistful Thinking”. We had to do all new music and we had to do the moans, for as long as we could, without laughing.
Martin: Oh…uh…
Drew: Ah…yeah…oh yeah! And it is really hard to do that and not laugh. So we finally had to sit with our backs to each other, just holding the mike and just going for it.
Martin: We tried our best.
Drew: We thought that we were supposed to sync it to the action really carefully, so I took notes. Like I would write, “Okay, at the thirteenth minute the guy with the face mask comes in and gives poppers to the guy in the sling.”
Martin: We had little themes…
Drew: Like let’s have a synthesizer flourish right when they come and, you know, like all this shit. We didn’t even understand that they were gonna just take the five minutes that they like and loop that in the scene. They didn’t care.
Jop: Yeah, but what do you do with porn music?
Drew: Well, we were told: Don’t be too interesting.
Martin: He was like, “The action is the sex. Do not distract from the action.”
Jop: Which music always does for me.
Martin: Yeah, I never—you always turn it down.
Drew: We had some fun. We embedded some really nasty stuff into some of the music. Kind of as a fun little, you know, esoteric little secret for ourselves. I looped a voice from a documentary where a holocaust survivor is describing the nightmares that he has and his voice is going, “I’m dying, I’m dying.” I flipped it backwards and I have it get louder and louder and louder throughout this one sequence. “.gniyd m’I, gniyd m’I”
It sounds really kind of hot, but it’s actually like this completely appalling thing.
Jop: How many films did you do?
Martin: Five.
Drew: Yeah. We did one vanilla porn movie called “Hot to Trot” which I actually thought was hot—like I’ve jerked off to “Hot to Trot”.
Martin: Well, those fisting movies, I’m sorry, I mean—obviously it’s not my taste—but it’s more like The Guinness Book of World Records than anything else. They’re not having sex…
Drew: They don’t have hard-ons. They don’t have orgasms.
Martin: Yeah. It’s like, the goal is how big of a fuckin’ thing can you ram up your butt? It’s like they’re putting butt plugs in this guy’s butt that are like this big around.
For the reader, the shape that I’m describing is a circle, roughly…
Drew: …dinner plate size.
Martin: Roughly dinner-plate size.
Drew: Yeah, they stick a drill bit into a butt plug and shove the butt plug up this guy’s ass and turn on the drill. And you could hear that his sphincter muscles are tightening so much that it’s stripping the gears of the power drill. Like the power drill is like crying out in protest. We love that sound so much that we stuck it on the illegal CD we’re releasing of these soundtracks. It’s like one of the noises in between the songs.
Danny: And you’re actually going to release it?
Drew: Under another name, on this Canadian mail order label that’s like only for super-IDM nerds.

respect your knowledge pseudotrop.

are you a boxer for real?

holy shit! this is hilarious!

now, what the hell does "dutch" mean?

I am gonna read the whole interview in a little bit.

I punched this guy once... HARD. I had them take my picture right before I KO'd him, and thats how I got my avatar; they blacked out the background using photoshop later. You'll notice my trunks say 'unbeatable' on them. I got peachfuzz but I assure you I am one tuff motherfucker.

I'm rating this thread 5-stars in commemoration of my win.

Allow me to employ a smiley in lieu of a written explanation:

hey, to enjoy, why are you being so seriously silly in the middle of this dead serious discussion of this very serious genre of IDM???? :tongue: seriously!!!

shooot, can't find a smiley for a rooster...

I'm sorry if its not up to snuff with your quirky fisting interview.

dont worry baby. be nice to matmos, make them cookies....youll get there one day.

Drew: We deflowered a fan. A Matmos fan who we thought maybe had never…like we were having sex with him and he started to really shake, like a lot, like a leaf. And when it was over: Oh, had you never done it with a guy before? And he was like…
Martin: I’ve never done it at all before.
Jop: Oh my god!
Martin: He seemed to be having a good time.
Drew: We were all really wasted.
Martin: That boy could suck the chrome off a trailer hitch. No problem. I think he’d been practicing at home or something.
Drew: He was Matmos-sexual, he had only had sex with Matmos. And now he’s a friend.



and evil I am being silly because the topic is silly. I mean how many times do we have to worry about this?? Not just with IDM but every other bloody creation that people come to adore? I mean there is always the chance it will run out of inspiration, and will die...or be exploited....

but who really cares? keep your heads down and your ears up kids. the music you like is all yours, doesnt matter what happens to it, as long as its in your room and you are rocking out, what else matters?
seriously