© Sybille Castelain
Sweary material. Things might be
true... but then again it might be. There is always space for inaccuracy and extravagance! But it is mainly the reverse of lies!
ASX = American Suburbx
561 Artists listed = around 100
are women.
203 Artists featured = around 30 are women.
Interviews? Mostly done
by men on men!
Women representation? Don’t ask... It hurts!
Brad Feuerhelm, managing editor
for ASX. North American with muscles from Monsieur Propre. Lives in the nipsters
area of London with his Aleicester Crowley clan. Both amateur &
professional on photography... Who cares? Collector... From what I have seen on
his own photographs, just plain crap. One can’t be good at everything.
I got introduced to him via
Anthony Faramelli, a North American who teaches in Kingston and the Atlanta
boys Lee Tesche + Ryan Mahan of Algiers the band, a music trio (Franklin James Fisher lives in US) at the
ICA. So, no I never physically met the geezer!
Not that the meeting with these
people @ ICA went bad, but it was weird! Bearing in mind that, according to the
normal... I am weird... However, we didn’t connect much in terms of weirdness.
There was this miraculous suspended point in time when I said I ran my blog coz
it was a good opportunity to meet people and perhaps find a job. Do you
remember when Georgy Bushy was told about 9 11 in the classroom? His lizard’s
look? Same. Complete silence. No reaction, no questions asked about type of job
I was looking for. When I left the polite gang, I felt awkward for many
reasons, but couldn’t nail them. So, I just vomited by the Captain Cook statue.
Illuminati buoys.
Nevertheless, I went a few days
later to what they promised to be a sensorial event, etc, etc... @ the Red
Gallery. James Batley was nice at first, Michael Salu was talkative, Lee Tesche of Algiers was
dismissive and lecturer Anthony Faramelli was ultra nervous. Ryan Mahan of Algiers was there but super discrete –
maybe he was on a secret mission. I mean... I had, with their agreements,
contacted Time Out, NME, The Guardian about their music and event + contacted a
few people as they urgently needed a new place to live. Well, from the 500
people expected (that was the capacity of the place)... we could easily
breathe. I saw Feuerhelm “œuvre” = I don’t think it was meant to be that funny.
James’ film was experimental and cool to rewatch, the band The Crow were pretty
good for an emerging band. They were not signed on Pop Noire as James and
Anthony had told me / everyone! Then, there was that Karolina girl, a Dennis
Cooper friend who gave me an invite to some re-enacting of a murderer /
puppeteer at this stuffed animal’s place. Although I have a bit of an
attraction for the unusual, I have no interest in celebrating murder or other
abject seedy situations, but my door is open to the unexpected – expect the
unexpected as the 90’s campaign went for Dazed and Confused, or maybe it was
Jockey Slut?
I wrote to Polish Karolina that “I’ll
give it a go and could publish on my blog, here is my address to send book,
soon please because I am slow to read, digest, evacuate”. “Sure, come to the
event and you can buy the book” was her reply.
So, I went: “I have to
write-advertise about your event; pay for the event; buy the 40 quid book at
the event; read-digest-evacuate-interview-write about the book?” She was very
sorry that if I wanted to write about the book, there was only one way... buying
it! I am not so desperate about cheap capitalism, so I went for a stay-in night and
read myself a Calvin & Hobbes bed time story.
Lee and I had a long surreal
e-conversation. He was so polite that it s/melt of sulphur. There was
definitely some misunderstanding that he chose to abort by silence while
Faramelli sent a text @ 1AM “fat finger poetry”. It’s funny because I saw the
geezer 3 hours in my life! As if I’m a whore on call...
Out of curiosity, I had a look on
this Feuerhelm geezer via his FB and couldn’t believe my luck: a gem of
misogyny! A non-objective photo “critic” rubbing shoulders with the cream of
the cream: Richard Mosse, Cristina De Middel, Broomberg & Chanarin and the
Photographer’s gallery / Deutsche Börse photography prize Klan. Strangely
enough, I wrote one thing about a TPG exhibition and got kicked out of their
press mailing! I bet there is some of his male North American friend / Crowley
devotee in semi-control of who gets in... or not!
The Algiers peeps went to cry
over their spit milk to French domino girl in New York who happened to be
friend with JD the DJ et hop they got their first French article. It’s funny
because they’ve been in the zik biz for 10 years, most possibly 20... had no
major reviews in their home country, nada in London apart from me, played about
five times and a half in London in the past 5 years and the paper I worked for in
Paris gave them coverage for the one and only song... that is already over
three years old. Don’t get me wrong. The song is good. I am just questioning
their mushiness attitude. They were quick to put their French popus on their e-walls. So I went “Oh,
so you don’t want to be DIY anymore, you got a major record deal?” and Lee went
“Yeah, we are so pleased to be in that French mag”. But I like Lee, he likes
dogs. Brad says Lee is a genius. Well, they have breakfast together on a daily
basis!
Last year, Brad was very pleased
that his friend Richard Mosse won the £30,000 award Deutsche Börse 2014
photography prize. Before I knew they were friends, I saw the exhibition @ TPG
and thought his images were coffee table crap for ass-bleeding lickers! I am
not just talking about his “Madonna and Child” pic...
Anyhow, our Brad travels around
the world, has a pied-à-terre in London village, vomits on how unfair the world
is on FB – FB is his confident – therapist – best friend – maybetoozuckerberg
for him but life is no fair... and on women! Say Abramovic to him, or worse
Pussy Riot and he goes wild. Verbal diarrhoea ensues!
Then again... I might be wrong on
his sexist / misogyny / female intolerance because he’s quite friend with
Dazed & Confused Carmen Gray“colossal rockumentary” New
Zeland 20K DOE “film critic” (oh and Houellebeck vanished too). Thinking
about it... she is very good friend with DVD and Soda goodmovies. Weird that they jumped me off their mailing boat. I guess I am
getting paranoid; aren’t they all, these Mouton de Panurge preaching Crowley “Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the
Law. Love is the law, love under will.”? Naughty Crowley who nicked it partly
from Rabelais! I wonder if they knew great devotee Peaches Geldof, The Great
Preachess of his rituals. For sure, JD the DJ was sad when she died. Maybe that’s
how they all met after all, at the funeral (RIP).
He doesn’t openly criticise The
Guardian Jonathan Jones because, well, just in case The Guardian rings his
Stokey palace bell one morning and offers him to ink their pages... can’t take
too many risks in life innit? Maybe ASX doesn’t pay him well?
Def, am weary of these guys who
want publicity but give nothing back. It’s true though. Another example? I’ll
spoil you. Tom Hunter, another Brad boy friend was happy for me to write on his
exhibition. Then, he posted on his FB and Twitter all articles written about
him. We were eight, but he posted seven. I pride myself for being a good
reminder of stuff. But he is deafer than I am! Despite my tags on social media
and my five emails times two (he has two emails, so I write on both in case one
is down coz in technology... it’s still technology – fuck happens). Must have
been lots of fucks! Or he is a fucker himself!
Interestingly enough, Brad’s
friend curator Gavin Grindon (who also happens to be Anthony Faramelli’s
colleague – yes, the world is small) who curated Disobedient Object with Catherine
Flood (show still on at V&A BTW) has
elected to exhibit Guerrilla Girls
1985 ad-poster questioning the world of art with 4% of women representing it
against the world of nudes represented by 76% of women...
I am not good at math, but it
looks like ASX hasn’t greatly participated to its change.
That’s precisely what I was questioning
on American Suburb FB page! Brad deleted my comment and censored my future “like”
or “comment”. I can only share...
So, I am sharing my view on you
Brad Feuerhelm “you can call me a bitch, I don’t give a flying fuck. Why don’t
you pack your Sun Protection 50 (you’ll get burnt anyway) and take a never-ending holiday in
Syria? I bet you’ll go to Mexico to show off your courage! Mexico is
no danger for you, they’ll think you’re a narco-traff!”
Lee Tesche & Ryan Mahan of Algiers:
Travis Jeppesens: http://babylondonorbital.blogspot.co.uk/2013/10/travis-jeppesens-new-novel-suiciders.html
Xmas thx:
James Batley: http://babylondonorbital.blogspot.co.uk/2013/09/kneel-through-dark-short-film-screening.html
Algiers on satire following Charlie Hebdo attack:
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