Cosmic Psychos at Db’s in Utrecht

Ross Knight of the Cosmic Psychos

Last Friday, I saw the Cosmic Psychos at Db’s in Utrecht with my old friend M. Sometime around 1988 I first saw this Australian punk band at Metropool in Hengelo (I thought Atak, but according to setlist.fm it was Metropool: the pumping, monotonous, rough songs and the wah-wah guitar solos of Peter ‘Dirty’ Jones.

The beer punk or concrete punk rock Cosmix Psychos makes is stripped-down punk rock in the tradition of the Ramones and Motorhead. Straightforward melodic songs, heavy bass, and short, chaotic solos. The band cultivates a barnyard image of raw, hard-working farmers who open their first can of beer early in the day.

The band has cult status in the music world. They played worldwide and at festivals with more famous bands like Nirvana, Mudhoney, and Helmet. Since its formation, the band has had several member changes, with only bassist and vocalist Ross Knight remaining from the original lineup. This is an interesting rabbit hole I might dive into later.

Dean Muller

On this night at Db’s, drummer Dean Muller is absent due to family matters, if I understand correctly. BC Michaels of Dunerats replaces him. The music they make today is as unpolished as ever. Peter Jones’ wah-wah solos have given way to the more traditional bluesy punk rock solos of current guitarist John McKeering. Ross Knight has a raw voice somewhat similar to Lemmy Kilmster, and also his bass lines lay a heavy foundation under the songs. McKeering completes the band’s image with his big belly that he doesn’t try to hide under his shirt. At the end of the show, the shirt also comes off.

A documentary about the band was made in 2012, which I have yet to watch.

I took some pictures.

Cosmic Psychos

Freek de Jonge in de Stadsschouwburg van Haarlem

Het is bijna 55 jaar gelden dat Freek en Hella elkaar hier ontmoetten, vertelt Freek tijdens de voorstelling.

De show start haperend. Dat ligt niet aan Freek. Binnen vijf minuten klinken drie keer telefoonpingeltjes op uit de zaal. Freek moet zich zichtbaar beheersen. Ooit in Carre zag ik hem woedend een rollator-rekwisiet stukgooien op het toneel toen een groepje meiden in de zaal onophoudelijk zaten te giechelen. Hij moest de dames de zaal uit sturen. Nu loopt het beter af en volstaan een paar snerende opmerkingen.

Hella moet Freek van achter uit de zaal af en toe helpen als hij een scene vergeet.

“Start nu het liedje nu maar in.” zegt Freek.

“Eerst nog even over Starbucks.” zegt Hella.

Freek mengt mooie verhalen met goede grappen.

“Hoe ziet ik er uit?” vraagt Caroline van der Plas trots in de schminkkamer van een tv-programma waarin ze beide zullen optreden.

“Vet!” zegt Freek.

Een incompetente loods vindt zichzelf aan het stuur van een schip met kernafval. Als minister-president Schoof aan het hoofd van zijn kabinet.

Een mooi mini-liedje “Vrede op aarde” sluit de show af, en Freek nodigt de zaal uit mee te zingen. Ik ben niet van het meezingen, maar het is ontroerend.

De show is opgenomen en het internet vertelt me dat deze op eerste kerstdag bij de VPRO op NPO 2 te zien is. Hopelijk is het kabinet Schoof met zijn incompetente ploeg dan al gevallen. Vrede op aarde.

Na afloop verkopen Freek en Hella (zelf) in de foyer Freek’s nieuwe boek De Zeeuwse Jaren.
Ik koop een exemplaar. Hella hanteert de pinautomaat en Freek signeert het boek. Ik dank Freek voor het boek en vergeet hem te bedanken voor de mooie intieme show.

Freek de Jonge in de Stadsschouwburg van Haarlem
Gesigneerd boek van Freek de Jonge

Figuranten – Arnon Grunberg

Ik vond een tijdje geleden al Figuranten van Arnon Grunberg, op Terschelling bij de leuke tweedehands boekwinkel De Boekenboer op Terschelling.

De eigenaresse is zelf een schrijfster, lees ik in het krantje uit 2022 dat is uitgegeven ter ere van het 25 jarig bestaan van De Boekenboer. Ze is de dochter van de oorspronkelijke oprichter van de tweedehands boekwinkel en ze schrijft lokale detectives.

Ik lees dat ze Kluun een slechte schrijver vindt. Goed zo.

Leuk om Figuranten een keer te herlezen, dacht ik, maar het bleek dat ik het nog nooit had gelezen (of ik moet wel lijden aan zeer zwaar geheugenverlies).

Figuranten is een krankzinnig leuk boek, bijna net zo goed als De Joodse Messias. Drie adolescenten, Broccoli, Ewald en Elvira, proberen hun grootste plannen te realiseren in het Amsterdam van de jaren negentig. Maar er komt natuurlijk geen drol van terecht. Ewald kiest voor nachtmerrie van elke adolescent: hij wordt een geldwolf.

Ik ga het verhaal hier niet natuurlijk niet hervertellen. Het eindigt een beetje in mineur. Zo voel ik het in ieder geval. Zo’n boek waarbij het aan het eind toch allemaal mis gaat. Maar daar is dan weer helemaal niks mis mee.

Earthlings – Sayaka Murata

Earthlings by Sayaka Murata is a wonderfully weird book. Sayaka Murata wrote Convenience Store Woman, which I wrote about a few days ago. Earthlings is another book about people who can not or do not want to fit in.

Natsuki, about ten years old, has declared herself a fairy. Her cuddly Pyuut is from the magic police from another planet and has given Natsuki hate magic. Cousin Yuu is her lover. He is a space creature abandoned by a spaceship in the mountains. They fall in love and “marry” as kids can.

At home, Natsuki is insecure; she is mentally and somewhat physically abused. She wants to belong to “the Factory,” where people produce new people. Therefore, she blames herself for her problems and takes tutoring, but then is mistreated again by the teacher. To protect herself, she has built her magic world. Natsuki grows up in a protected cocoon, controlled by her family.

To escape the pressures of the Factory, she marries a man who, like her, wants to escape society. They have a marriage of convenience to deceive the outside world. They live in this construction for some time, but in the end, their secret is discovered by the people of the Factory – her mother and sister, and they are forced to choose a normal life.

The story degenerates into a gruesome hallucination of Natsuki, her husband, and her cousin Yuu. Earthlings is a grim and socially critical book, written at once humorously and strangely lighthearted.

Light and heartbreaking:Before Your Memory Fades – Toshikazu Kawaguchi

I’m currently into Japanese novels (Convenience Store Woman, The Key, Days At The Moorisaki Bookshop and others). Here’s another one: Before Your Memory Fades by Toshikazu Kawaguchi.

In a small coffee house in Hakodate, guests can choose to sit at a specific table, usually occupied by a ghost – a man in a suit reading the newspaper all day – and travel through time.

One lady travels back to visit her mother, who left her behind at a young age. A comedian who won a significant comedy award goes back in time to tell his deceased wife the great news about his prize.
These are heartbreaking and, at the same time, stories with a lovely lightness. This is one of those great books you don’t come across often.

Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow – Gabrielle Zevin

After immensely enjoying The Storied Life of A. J. Fikry, I picked up a copy of another book by Gabrielle Zevin, Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow.

Two nerds, Sam and Sadie, meet each other during their free childhood when Sam is in the hospital for a long time with a broken foot. Sadie visits him regularly. After he is discharged, they lose sight of each other again.

When they study again, they meet again. Both are creative and fond of games. They decide to build a game. Marx, a friend, joins them as a producer.

The game becomes a huge success. They only needed the engine of an obscure friend of Sadie’s, Dov. He turns out to be an oppressive character, leading Sam into a deep depression, which strains their relationship. The game’s sequel also becomes a success. They have since set up a company dedicated to building games and moved from Boston to LA. The relationship between Sam and Sadie remains platonic, going up and down in waves.

The company builds a game with a virtual world in which Sam and Sadie can express their free morals. For example, they create a world where same-sex marriage is not only accepted but celebrated. Sam plays the Mayor of this world. This controversial world leads to furious reactions in the real world from conservative groups who see it as an attack on traditional values. This gets out of hand, and one day, the company is raided, and Marx is shot.

The story devolves into a surreal, dreamlike narrative of Marx lying in his hospital bed, trying to survive. Beautiful style reminiscent of Johnny Got His Gun, the intensely disturbing story about a soldier who wakes up in the hospital and finds that he has lost his sight and his arms and legs. The story about Marx is less disconcerting but beautifully written. The whole experience brings Sam and Sadie back together.

Not as weird as Fikry, yet equally enjoyable.

The Storied Life of A.J. Fikry – Gabrielle Zevin

I stumbled upon it at Broese in Utrecht (a very nice bookshop that has a small section of Dutch authors in translation; it is a nice gift for friends from abroad).

A.J. Fikry is a lonely 40-year-old bookseller. He runs a bookstore on Alice Island. His wife has recently passed away, and he is struggling to find direction in his life. When an expensive first edition of an early Tamerlane is stolen from his home/shop, and shortly thereafter, a child is found abandoned in his store, his life changes. He adopts the baby, Maya. He befriends Amelie, the representative of a publishing house. They hesitate to live together, afraid of adjusting to another person. Acquaintances and family urge both to start a normal family, something neither of them feels like doing.

(In that sense, a funny similarity to Earthlings, in which an aversion to conventions is also a theme. It is probably not a coincidence since it is yours truly who ultimately selected these books).

A.J. marries Amelia. Maya becomes a writer.

He is delighted to have produced such a fantastic nerd.

Deliciously wacky book.

PS. I just found out that the book has a movie adaptation. We set through it. Not a good movie.

Birds, Brancusi and Starling; Autoxylopyrocycloboros

Simon Starling - Two Birds, No Birds — A Mirrored Displacement (Proposal for an Inter-Institutional Exchange)

Some days ago, I wrote about ‘Bird,’ Brancusi’s artwork, which I stumbled upon in Bucharest’s National Gallery. Steichen bought it and paid a premium to import it into the US.
Yesterday, I watched a video about Simon Starling, a conceptual artist and photographer from the UK. Starling created a work in 2004 with the exuberant name Two Birds, No Birds — A Mirrored Displacement (Proposal for an Inter-Institutional Exchange). This work is a diptych of two photographs of ‘Bird’ in a particular exhibition space.
A nice loop.
(Omitting pun re bird named starling)

 Autoxylopyrocycloboros

Unrelated, I found Autoxylopyrocycloboros is an interesting conceptual work by Starling about a wooden steamboat that eats its own tail, being fueled by its own hull.