Safe with the familiar. Genesis P Orridge

I have to be honest and confess that i have a great hatred for digital culture. I think that it’s passive. I think a popular culture should be trying to generate opportunities for a truly psychedelic and hyperdelic expansion of consciousness towards the creation of an experience that could not be recorded in any  possible way. That’s been lost. All the excitement i felt in the mid-eighties, when i came across white labels in Chicago, and all the excitement i felt when people began doing drug-riddled events in Britain, which were later called “raves” but at the time were just drug-riddled events, you know, it’s gone. I feel there’s just formalization, commodification, assimilation -all the things that were the enemy in the seventies are back with a vengeance and it doesn’t excite me. I was excited by music in the sixties because it was sexy, rebellious, and everyone hated it. It confused even me. I’d never come across it before, and i didn´t know what the next sound was going to be. Adding to this appeal was the fact that often i couldn’t go out and buy it anywhere. I couldn’t see it on television and it wasn’t in magazines, except scare stories saying it was destroying civilization. I liked that, you see. I thing that’s what we’re supposed to be doing. We’re supposed to scare everyone. We’re supposed to try and find things that are sexy. We’re supposed to feel confused and exhilarated and to have experiences we’ve never had before. We’re not meant to get jaded. We’re not meant to know the ruling peer group’s approved mode of dress or how to dance to it in advance. The expected is the enemy. When i woke up one morning and knew what the flyers of the raves would look like and what software was used to do the graphics and that there would be hindu deities on the back, even the choice of typefaces and how long it was going to last. When i even knew all the DJ’s and what they were going to play, and i knew the people who did the light shows, and i knew exactly what videos they were going to use i thought “Why do i go? Why on earth would i go to this?” “So it’s on a beach….big deal. You know, i can go to a beach and take drugs anyway. I don’t need to go and deal with 10000 people who to not think, you know?”. The joy of true creativity is the exploration of the unpredictable.  At the point that creative energy becomes fully predictable and formularized, the flickering spirit of the divine is extinguished and camouflaged conservatism takes over, fed by the desire of many to be safe with the familiar.

Genesis P Orridge en Modulations: a history of electronic music. Throbbing words on sound. 


Archive of Leaflets and Flyers Documenting Early 90s Throbbing Gristle / Psychic TV Rave Events. Increíble, pero baratito.



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