DjSet // MARAvs.PETER / Call Us Women VOL.I


"All you men... / What lies in your fists? / In your eyes, / Tongue, / and Mind? / Your packs of gods / Offer drops of life, / and we women / Carry it, / Bake it / and endure it / Until it becomes / A seed of heaven, / Which we fed with our mouth, / Caressed with our blood, / and heard its bubbling songs / of life / Through our skin..." ["CALL US WOMEN" by Masiela Lusha] 


A Set made by :: Mara & Peter aka Dj Cosmicmasseur :: 29, Nov., 2013 





DjSet / MORLEYvs.MARA / Food For The Soul


"Live careful, & eat 3 times a day. Eat common plain food. Soul food like beans, turnip greens, & corn bread. Drink the best of Bourbon Whiskey. People condemn whiskey. But they have no right to. Because when God created the Heaven & Earth, he created all things. He also created barley, rye, and he didn't think that was good for man, he wouldn't have let those things grow." 

*Uncle Seymour Washington at Heartworn Highways.



























































DjSet // WHERE THERE´S WOMAN



Where there's truth the green valley steals cottonwood
Where there's peace a little cloud of music gleams brotherhood
Where there's love I'd be a boy if I could
Where there's woman I'd hold her when I should
Where there's woman
Where there's woman honey wine
Where there's woman loving time
Where there's love for a lover of my kind
Where there's evil a hounds tooth bears white
Where there's good is where I'll be tonight
Where there's love there burn eternal light
Where there's woman I'll take her without spite
Where there's woman
Where there's woman honey wine
Where there's woman lovin' time
Where there's love for a lover of my kind
Where there's woman 
maybe a little baby girl.

Captain Beefheart And His Magic Band (1967)

:: SETLIST ::

1. ENIGMA / the call of the woman / 2. TEAR GAS / Woman For Sale / 3. BLUE CHEER / Love Of A Woman / 4. AUM / Chilli Woman / 5. DR.Z / Evil Woman's Manly Child / 6. JEFF LIBERMAN / Woman / 7. FUZZY DUCK / Double Time Woman / 8. BRAINBOX / Woman's Gone / 9. YESTERDAY´S CHILDREN / Evil Woman / 10. LESLIE´S MOTEL / My Sweet Woman / 11. DRAGONFLY / Crazy Woman / 12. GURU GURU / Woman Drum / 13. GOLD / Home Cookin' Woman / 14. BLACK CAT BONES / Four Women / 15. CAPTAIN BEEFHEART / Where There's Woman

*Movie audio clips from // Scent of a woman (Frank´s pearls of wisdom)

A Set made by :: Mara B. :: 9, Sept., 2013
http://www.mixcloud.com/DirtStones/

A LOMOS DE UN BURRO, LIMBO DE FUEGO Y UN SUAVE TROTE ENTRE LA FÁBULA Y LA HONRA FLOYDIANA.



A lomos de un burro, limbo de fuego y un suave trote entre la fábula y la honra Floydiana pasaron una noche ONE OF THESE DAYS & Thee Heavy Random Tone Colour Lab por el Bajo Desierto. 
Les abrí las puertas de mi casa y les invité a entrar. Traían como si fueran alhajas, lo que decían eran sus recuerdos de una nochePuse a girar su plástico negro a 33 revoluciones, sobre el silencio oscuro de verano, y cuando me di la vuelta ya no estaban. 
Comencé a sentir que me pesaba el espíritu y me ovillé como una comadreja mientras empezaba a sonar La Palabra, el primer movimiento. Lo que me ocurrió después supongo fue lo más cercano a un coma lúcido perfecto.

Haciendo un inciso, hoy cuando me puse a escribir, tenía previsto contarles mi sueño. Pensé que ellos preferirían que les hablara de otros aspectos, que les dijera por ejemplo que me había llegado su "frescura" o que tienen esa energía que destilan en ocasiones estas cosas. La frescura en el sentido efervescente, la brisa…esa emoción que corre hacia el alivio, hacia la fuerza o hacia la juventud. Todo el mundo habla de esa "frescura" cuando a debut se refiere. Pero...la realidad es que yo no encontré nada fresco en los fardos de su bestia.

Cuando sentí doblarse mi cabeza hacia atrás, cerré los ojos. Chirriaba el Primer Movimiento y seguía viendo girar el vinilo. Pude oír cómo ellos saltaban y se reían sus huesos mientras se alejaban. Se fueron y olvidaron allí a su animal mágico, el mismo que había cruzado la península cargado para traerme todo aquello. 
Me acerqué a él para retirar las jarapas de sus cestos, vi que traía las brasas del rescoldo de una lumbre, y cuando fui a cogerlas, de la misma fumarada empezaron a salir demonios. Sombras que rebrincaban, un puñado de imágenes delirantes, mil y una lecturas, ecos, vulturno... 
Una partida de paisajes imposibles y fulgores rojizos se abalanzaron sobre mi y me hicieron sentir que caminaba un ramal cualquiera, con unas piernas que no eran mías, en otro planeta muy lejos de éste. Algo maravilloso y lleno de símbolos ocultos, como la fábula de la niña Iria.
Caminé durante lo que me parecieron horas, atravesando tundras inmensas y paredes de luz. Creí tocar el sonido varias veces, y hasta conversar con una rolliza mujer de cabeza de pájaro.
Cuando la masa negra me escupió, me vi cubierta de sudor y babas, como si me hubiera parido la misma lisergia. Y allí estaba aquel burro otra vez; solo, mascando alfalfa, sin estela, sin humo, con las alforjas vacías…Fue el momento en que se levantó la aguja y se retiró el brazo a su reposo, cuando sentí que verdaderamente se acababa el cuento. Después llegó el relente, algo parecido a la brisa de la que hablaba. Pero estoy segura de que eso ya no era cosa de ellos.
Aquella noche pacífica en aquel infierno duró lo mismo que dura una ilusión. Abrí los ojos y estaba sola otra vez, como al principio. Había tanto silencio que podía notarme incompleta. 
Al poco reparé en que en el correr de los Cuatro Movimientos, un trozo de mi alma debió prenderse al vinilo. Una vez que sales del ensueño no puedes volver a entrar para recuperar algo que perdiste. Aunque el alma...no es como esos órganos nuestros que tienen que estar siempre enteros. Ahora sin esa parte puedo entender incluso mejor, lo mucho que merecen la pena estas cosas.

Se estaba bien en aquel lugar, a pesar de la calima. La gente del desierto, estamos hechos a las altas temperaturas, y sentarse fuera de este mundo, en este momento, aunque sea sobre las rodillas del mismo averno, es algo mucho más que deseable.


No puedo añadir nada más que otro "gracias"-"enhorabuena" y desearles (además de otras cuantas vidas haciendo música), una pacífica noche en el infierno.

One of These Days & Thee Heavy Random Tone Colour Lab

COSMICMASSEUR, the 60/70's definitive DJ.



"Dj CosmicMasseur has been caged around the sun in Ego, The Living Planet for twenty-five-odd years, waking the axehero that sleeps in all of us. He started in the eighties with heavy metal/hard rock; thrash, doom, nwobhm, death and black (old school) were his preference though. Still this genre can count on his approval, but with the years came his interest in stoner, 60s acid garage rock and 70s heavy psych prog rock.

Dj CosmicMasseur has performed his “expect the unexpected, unexpect the expected” dj-sets at numerous Orange Factory-shows in JC Sojo (www.orangefactory.be) and at festivals such as Roadburn, Afterburner, Yellowstock, Occultrance, Ostara….

Dreaming Battles is a compilation of tunes (some of them very obscure) in the field of 60s & 70s psychedelic and progressive rock, based around one subject." Text on DREAMING BATTLES


Visit the new site where you can find his music reviews and playlist



DjSet / MARAvs.MAARTEN / Let´s Leave This Place


"Explore a path of peaceful dreams
.
Forget those dreary bummer scenes.

No evil eye, no need to lie

In simple ways we'll live our days." 

SETLIST

1 FEVER TREE / Time is now
2 BANCHEE / I Just Don't Know
3 PENDRAGON /Never gonna go back
4 SWAMPGAS /Trapped In The City
5 KILLING FLOOR / Lost Alone
6 ANCIENT GREASE /Eagle Song
7 TRACTOR / All Ends Up
8 BANG / Come with me
9 YOUNG FLOWERS / Slow Down Driver
10 BOOMERANG / Juke it
11 CHRISTOPHER / Dark Road
12 UTOPIA / On My Feet Again
13 IRISH COFFEE / I'm Lost
14 SKIN ALLEY / So Many People
15 PULSE / Lo-Down
16 BULBOUS CREATION / End of the page


A Set made by :: Mara & Maarten Donders :: 9, Jul., 2013

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DjSet // LET NO MAN STEAL YOUR THYME


Come all you fair and tender ladies
All you who flourish in your prime
Beware take care, keep your garden fair
Let no man steal your thyme,
Let no man steal your thyme,
For when your thyme is past and gone
He'll care no more for you
And in the place where your thyme was waste
He'll spread all o'er with rue, 
He'll spread all o'er with rue,
A woman is a branchy tree
And man's a clinging vine
And from her branches carelessly
He'll take what he can find
He'll take what he can find
Come all you fair and tender ladies
All you who flourish in your prime
Beware take care, keep your garden fair
Let no man steal your thyme,
Let no man steal your thyme. 

A Set made by :: Mara B. :: 10, Jun., 2013 // http://www.mixcloud.com/DirtStones/

DjSet / MARAvs.SERI / Turkish Hamam Catharsis


"After a more gradual industrialisation of Western Europe, the Middle East was industrialised almost a hundred years later, but with such a sudden that its effects hit Turkey with a much severe impact. The need for new sources of income and thus for safety, resulted in the emigration to the cities and even to far foreign lands ('gurbet'). The socio-cultural changes manifested themselves in the new emerging music scene of the 1960s and 70s: with oriental instruments such as the saz, davuls, or zurna's with a shamanistic tinge, 'arabesque' music originally grappled with social issues of work, exploitation, de-familiarisation, and alienation. The strong pathos and weltschmerz of the music were a means to purify the soul in an Aristotelian sense, namely through catharsis. 'Anatolian rock', on the other hand, focussed much more on a western and psychedelic interpretation of traditional folk songs. With regard to their lyrics, however, a distinct and important characteristic of both genres is their approach to, and metaphorical reading of nature. Deceptive ways ('yollar'), rich rivers, or exalted mountains ('daglar') can be read as individual, as well as political burdens or blessings. At times they might stand between the struggling individual and his longing for the loved ones, but sometimes they might even connect them through natural or cultural topographies. Especially the mountains can be read as romanticised hubs and hiding places for rebels and freedom fighters, but also as political obstacles that had to be overcome. Therefore, the sociological status quo had not only an effect on the music, but with its political content and criticism the music itself has also influenced the self-awareness of the working classes in return, as they started to unify and demand for more rights. This has led to a governmental boycott and censoring of the music and even to the imprisonment of numerous musicians, who fled the country after their discharge. Later in the eighties, however, the same government supported the media in commercialising the music it had once banned as anti-constitutional. But instead of songs of protest, the 'new arabesque and rock wave' was only a mass produced, cheesy and shallow fabrication that exploited emotions of pain, suffering, and the fear of loss." Review by SERI CIG on marabunta.

A Set made by :: Mara & Seri Cig :: 1, Jun., 2013