Κυριακή, 8 Απριλίου 2007

τάμπα τούμπα


απ' το τεύχος του vice αφιερωμένο στο ιράκ, ένα άρθρο του alach minhadi με τίτλο baghdad brothel, fine wines and swimming pools:
Αllah never smiled on street walking. Under Iraq’s former Baathist regime, being a prostitute was seriously risky business. If caught soliciting or even being suspected of plying your trade, a hooker would face jail, with death commonly used as a demonstrative tool. In 2000, Saddam ordered the public beheading of 200 women, forcing all local sex-workers to join brothels in neighbouring Jordan and Syria.Now, with 75 percent unemployment among Iraqi youth (mainly due to the US government disarming the Iraqi army—the country’s main employer), the onus to provide has fallen upon women. With a society forced beyond the breaking point, their own values disintegrated under sanctions and occupation, combined with what has essentially become a US judicial system espousing Western values, local prostitution is back.
More importantly, the influx of American contractors and military officials has brought the cash to allow scenes like the above on Baghdad’s Karada Street to become a regular fixture in the visiting Westerner’s Iraq experience. The Lebanese businessmen who run this compound started out as small-time hustlers selling Viagra in Beirut but their entrepreneurial streak has led them east through Afghanistan into Iraq. They have created a secure escape from the reality they continue to exploit filled with fine wines, Cohibas, swimming pools and whores. The girls lure the Western money in and it is swiftly relieved from uniformed pockets by obliging, nubile Iraqi girls as young as 14 who are more than happy to shut up, bend over and occasionally laugh sweetly. Repeat business is common and girls can earn anything up to $2,500 a month. While the growing practice is condemned by resurgent Islamic clerical elements, it shows no sign of abating and is certainly keeping these Lebanese fellas in funny smelling aftershave for the foreseeable future.
[οι φωτο είναι της nina khoshnoudi]
στο ίδιο τεύχος υπάρχει ένα αφιέρωμα στις electro ανεξάρτητες εταιρίες της ευρώπης. σύμπτωση; διάβασα για την λονδρέζικη citinite ακριβώς τη στιγμή που άκουγα το νέο ep του robert o' dell, το cazelica, περισσότερο φανκι απ' ότι electro και σίγουρα πολύ μακριά απ' τον ήχο του detroit, με μία διασκευή στο miss you των rolling stones [την πιο αδύναμη στιγμή του δίσκου] και κομμάτια σαν σαν το αταξινόμητο triple somersault. εξαιρετικό.
εδώ είναι όσα λέει στο blog της citinite, απ' τις ελάχιστες δηλώσεις του που μπορεί να βρει κανείς:
“I was inspired by a lot of groups, from Kraftwerk to Duran Duran. The reason I have an OB-8 is because I wanted the same set-up as Thomas Dolby. But I wanted my music funky and sexy like Prince and George Clinton. I took piano lessons but I wanted to write my own stuff.
“I’ve been in different bands all my life, but things opened up when I started recording school. Where I went to school was the same place George Clinton and a lot of other major artists would come and record their music.
“I was in a band called Bratts; we got a deal with this guy George Murphy. The drummer, Craig, hooked the deal up through his mom and this lady Sandy, but in the end it got sabotaged by someone. We had Jimmy Jam & Terry Lewis lined up for producers before Janet Jackson got ’em. Anyway, I can go on for hours on how I almost made it back then!
“I love to collaborate; I made a track recently with George Clinton which will be on my second Citinite EP.
“In music you have to keep your head in the world, know who sounds like what this year and be a total artist, rehearse all the time. But most of all you have to love it and have fun... no-one wants to be in a world without Fun, Love & Money!
“Musically, I want to be something new –I hate to write for a category. I want to be a natural writer and write what’s in my heart and mind. I guess I’m ‘dance’ right now, but I mean, if I can get along with two guitar players, one bass player and a guy that plays drums, how do we sound? I got a jazz thang going on about myself too... I think that’s why I don’t have friends! Anyway, somehow I’m going to get back to being CAZELIC!”
triple somersault