Filed under: pontification
If you blur the line between black and white you don’t get something new, original, or groundbreaking. You get grey. And everyone knows exactly what grey looks like, where it came from, and what it means. It’s not really blurring, it’s blending. Swirl all the colours in the rainbow, or try and create a new one that isn’t predisposed to the others. If you break the mould, you need to create the mould to start with – it’s nothing more provocative than clicking on the negative filter in photoshop.
After a few cheeky drinks in the surprisingly charming McGlynns pub, I trotted down to the Scala to see Saul Williams’s latest show, in support of last year’s The Inevitable Rise and Liberation of Niggy Tardust.
He managed to pull off a theatrical-glam-hop (?) show in front of a fairly ecclectic crowd, and despite the almost ear-shattering distortion of the venue’s bass amps, translated a version of the record – along with songs and poems (maybe a little too many of the poems) from older works – that satisfied most of my expectations.
Find out more about saul at www.saulwilliams.com and www.myspace.com/saulwilliams.
Read Tim’s far more eloquent version of events here.
