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My mother had only been a part
of my life for 15 years, but it hit me like a sledgehammer. Whatever the
circumstances, the woman whose womb I had originated in had gone, my 15
years with her was up. Coincidentally, she was only 15 years old when she
gave birth to me, and this was England in 1958, so she was given zero choice
as to what was to happen next. She didn't even get to see me, just a glimpse
of a heel she told me, I was taken from her virtually straight after birth
for an adoption pre-arranged by her mother; with the instruction to my new
parents that I never be told, and to her own family that this never be
spoken of again. And in her mother's lifetime, it wasn't. But when the law
of the land changed to allow birth mothers the right to search for children
they'd given up for adoption, she spent two years trying to trace me,
finally succeeding just after my 50th birthday. That was the rather life
changing day I went from being an only child to one of five overnight. It's
hard to over emphasize the emotional impact of that, so perhaps if I just
say BANG! You'll get the idea, I'm sure. I'd always been kind of
'disconnected' before that, she had been my tether to a world I'd never
previously felt I belonged in.
"All hail
to The Second World, I'm a stranger here..."
(Demonic Attack, 1996)
We'd been celebrating one
hundred Magic Bullet releases as recently as June 1st with 'Centurion', but
I can't say I felt much like promoting it at that moment, and the only new
track that would appear in the six months that followed her death was
specifically inspired by it, 'Requiem Maternus', in collaboration with
Argentinean electro-experimentalist El Zombie Espacial, originally released
on the ninth volume of {AN} Eel's 'Two Halves' compilation series in the July, then later on
'Kollaboratis', a collection of Magic Bullet collaborations put out by,
maybe ironically, Default Standard Records...

Requiem
Maternus (7:23)
That was built on the back of
some quality stems from El Z, what followed could only be
described as a creative drought, that and an almost complete lack of will to
do anything about it. My A.S.D. condition has a habit of swinging me back
and forth between
driven and apathetic at the best of times, but this spell was pretty much
all the latter. It wasn't a period entirely without effort though, just one
without any really tangible results. In the August, I'd starting working on
something with a didgeridoo. On the front page of the 'Centurion' edition of
The Magic Net at the beginning of June, we'd announced a change of plan for
Project M; the Mars thing just hadn't been coming together in the way we'd
envisioned (annoyingly), so the idea had come about to do a sequel to
the 'Man + Machine' album we'd done with Mean Flow. The didgeridoo thing was
intended as a backing track for something to represent early humans, though
as it turned out, it would sit there for two years under the non-working
title of Didgeridon't, before finally forming the foundation of
'Original Man (Vox Humana)'.
From the October 2023 (Magic
Bullet's 4th birthday) edition of The Magic Net;
"As for
Project M for Default Standard, I am saying nothing. It's like a damned jinx
every time I open my mouth about it, so not a word. Suffice it to say next
time you hear about it, it'll be because whatever it has evolved into will
be finished."
However, that creative
paralysis wasn't going anywhere in a hurry. To be honest, I damned near
threw in the towel. Then, with almost perfect timing, an e-mail arrived on
October 5th from my old friend Don Campau inviting me to do a monthly
radioshow for KOWS in California. It wasn't the first time he'd asked, but
on the previous occasion, time would simply not have permitted, so I had
regretfully had to turn it down. This time, however, it came as a saving
grace. If not for the fact it gave me something to focus on and a regular
deadline to do it by, I really do think that would been it, finito. As it
turned out, it also provided an alternative platform for the Mission To Mars
idea to play out on. We managed a festive track for Default Standard's
'White Noise Christmas III' in the December, but could only hope 2024 would
be better. It wasn't...
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Me and my birth mother, Sally
Chennelle,
the day we first met,
10th August 2008


The infamous Didgeridon't
Session...


Don (right) pays us a
visit - October 1991
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