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Während “Avecido Message” auch nach zwei Monaten bei mir immer noch in high rotation läuft, trafen sich in London die prekarisierten Denker, um die  Geschichtschreibung der englischen Club-Szene zu denken. Blackdown war auch dort:

So between dubstep’s inclusion, wonky’s exclusion and funky’s limbo status, we find the central crisis that undermines the hardcore continuum in 2009: not that it has broken or is invalid, because it describes accurately in many cases the musical heart that beats in urban London and other UK urban multicultural centres. But its inflexibility in the face of edge cases and fragmentation, is causing it to be presented as fact but actually be used as a theory to make value judgments in order to preserve its own existence.

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Ein wenig enttäuschend war es gestern abend schon zu sehen, wie die immer so konzentriert und verspielt auftretenden Grails zu einer langweiligen 08/15-Psychedelic-Band geworden sind. Vielleicht wird dieser Sound der neue Stoner-Rock: formelhaft, mit großem Mut zur leeren Geste und genau auf die Brainwaves verpeilter Twentysomethings geeicht. Wollen wir’s nicht hoffen.

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After giving one of the more impressive papers at the event, Žižek attempted to get the audience as a whole to put their mouths where their money was (the conference fee was £100 for the employed) and join together in a rendition of a song whose title, he said, had more than ten letters, started with an “I” and ended with an “E.” He wanted us to sing, in short, the “Internationale.” The idea, as I saw it, was refreshing, designed to remind everyone that this was more than simply an academic conference, and that we were more than simply academics. Still, while a few diehards in the audience snapped out of their seats, most of us, myself included, looked to our neighbors a bit nervously. Did we even know the words? Would we sing it in English or French? Was he kidding? But just at the crucial moment, just as we began, ever so sheepishly, to rise to our feet, Costas Douzinas, director of the Birkbeck Institute for the Humanities, grabbed the microphone away to say that time was up, we absolutely had to leave now, the conference was over and that, comrades, was that.