Saw Russell Haswell again at the weekend. He was playing at a Downwards records night in Birmingham just after most of the crowd figured out Surgeon wasn’t coming and fucked off. The few dozen people left in the room were a mix of people who were really into what he was doing and people who really weren’t and seemed quite upset that he kept playing over their surpringly loud but incredibly boring cokehead conversations.
Russell is a master at his craft and fucking hilarious too. It’s inspiring to see a noise artist still finding ways to piss people off in a world that would struggle to look up from their phones and care if you started sacrificing kids on stage.
The juxtaposition between the increasingly silly noises and Russell shouting all sorts of bollocks without a mic created a really interesting dynamic between him and the crowd that meant even the people that didn’t like what he was doing got involved to some extent. He also polished off most of a 12 pack of Heineken during his set, made them turn off pretty much all the lights (because they were putting him off/blinding him) meaning that people were helping him see his gear with their phone lights. It was absolute chaos, but completely orchestrated by Russell. Weird fucker even had his gear on the floor, but stood over it sort of half bending over half falling on it.
Also, quite impressively, he built his whole patch from scratch in about 5 minutes, and it didn’t look simple.
Man’s a fucking genius and I’ve come home super inspired.
This isn’t a video of the gig I was at, but the performance and tracks are broadly similar.
Even my wife enjoyed it, but she said she’d have preferred to be laying down listening to it.