Tuesday, September 27, 2005 3:03 pm
The power ov love

Chromatics - Nite (demo version)
How did music began?
After the quality that is the Chromatics tour CD available from Troubleman Unlimited we were wondering what would come next from the further recordings in Glass Candy’s studio.
The answer blew our mind.
Traditional song structure and chorus are yet again thrown out the window in one pulsating ever-growing exquisite tune. Nite comes on with a slow confidant and elegant sexy strut. The half dreamed lyric falls like a glittering rain onto the ear hypnotically welcoming the listener into the Chromatics semi conscious world of questions, yearning and dancing.
This bizarre Chris and Cosey proto dance visits a lo-fi vision of Warp electronica through cosmic disco then hits home with the most exquisite gothic moments of euphoria (We are claming the word Euphoria back - we also claim back Trance for Neu!, fuck that Goa thing).
Could this be the ideal song for waking up with morning glory, having a spoon and still feeling the mushrooms from the night before?
From those of you who have been in a coma or just never visited before we are 20 Jazz Funk Greats which is named after a Throbbing Gristle album. This should explain why a lot of the stuff we post isn’t easy to listen to or very friendly.
After TG and adventures in Coum Transmissions Genesis clicked his glittering red shoes and went off into the land of guiltless sexuality known as OV.

Like any good religion/nation/temple ov needs its own rousing flag waving song, and so we have Ov Power. Its not quite Charles Manson and the Family and not even Jesus Christ Superstar, but Genesis does wear frilly knickers and a wonderbra.
Here at 20 Jazz Funk Greats we have no god (maybe Cthulhu for president) but we do have an embarrassing Mum/Dad to rant and rave and scare our friends when they come round for fizzy pop and sandwiches. Sometimes he even gets out his old instruments and serenades visitors with classics from the past like he did to Stewart from Mogwai when the gig in Birmingham was stopped by a bomb threat. We don’t like Dad’s rave stuff that much but we like it when he rants like on Ov Power, probably the most fucked up funk of an anthem anyone is likely to have.
Ladies and Gentlemen please be upstanding for Thee Temple Ov Psychick Youth anthem, sing along with Dad it makes him happy :
Ov power, Ov power. Ov power, Ov power. Dog power.
Ov power, Dog power. Ov power, Dog power. Ov power.
Dog trainer, Ov rainer. Dog trainer, Ov rainer. Dog trainer, Ov rainer.
Can you see the dog? Can you feed the dog? Woooooof Woof.
Ov power, Ov power. Ov power, Ov power. Dog power.
In a cell, Ov power, Dog power. Ov power.
In a cell, cast your spell, Stops and burns, Red rope turns.
Ov power. Dog power.
(mumble a bit probably about ov)
Waiting to turn the pattern. Ov power, Ov power.
Dog power, Ov power. Dog power.
No-one hears, in no fear. Let him in. they both begin. they both begin. Ov power. The extra-special power, The everlasting power, the almighty power! Thats ov power. The ov power, Dog power.
Seeds released, Seeds released. Be relased. You want to make it happen? (??? ov ness)
Ov Power, Dog Power. Ov Power.
My son the dog. My sun the dog. Can you see the dog? Can you feed the dog?
No-one hears, is no fear, They cast their charms, a call to arms. My son the dog. Ov power. Ov power. Ov power.(??? ov ov ov ov ov ov ?????)
Very special.
Ov Power!
Ov Power!
Ov Power!
Ov Power!
Ov Power!
Ov Power!
Ov Power!
Dad walks ov shouting his head ov.
Your friends look at their shoes in the awkward silence.
Mum brings in more sandwiches.

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