It has been too long since my last publication here on all in good health, a move from the Abúrra Valley, Medellín to Mexico City is finally complete and now settled in which will soon begin an offering of new texts, reviews and findings all circulating around the subjects I want to write about. Settling into new environments can be tiring, finding favourite stores, restaurants, cafés and clubs all become a trial an error process which can often detract focus from writing, darting my eyes around and taking in the surroundings feels a better use of time during the exploration phase of a new environment.
It was only yesterday that I ventured to the MoMA in Chapultepec Park, Mexico City to where works from the Mexican photographer Antonio Caballero were being exhibited – I had not come across him previously and found myself struck by his earlier works for they were less set-up portrait style images he was come to be known as in his later career that had a large focus around the emerging celebrity culture and their visits to Mexico. Very little of his imagery is available on the internet for viewing but one photo was taken that I really appreciated accompanies this post of the gentleman or Caballero.
From pouring over the entirety of Hunter S Thompson Day on NTS, I couldn’t help but think to myself that this is an assemblage of rough live versions, folk, psyche and just straight up rock that allows the gritting of teeth to chime in alongside – finally, an ode to the larger than life sounds that accompany the mind of Hunter.
A short note for the reissue
The principles of sludge in dub, slow motion but still driving ahead comes the complete sound of Carcass Identity to which is born out of Brussells, birthed from two longstanding musicians – Matthieu Levet (of Pizza Noise Mafia and Carrageenan) and Ernesto González (of Bear Bones, Lay Low, Tav Exotic, Maitres Fous).
Staring intently at an artfully framed display of pasta shapes with their given names found me in a trance at a friend’s apartment, in the background I hear a record that I knew they cherished and under that, softened chatter between them, it took me a moment to snap out of my Trofie Trance – I was asked to spare a thought.