Coming on this Friday's show three more great mixes.
Each week we listen to loads of tunes and select just three of them for you enjoyment and pleasure.
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Our first mix this week is
Dj Sibren
Dj Sibren r is a Psychedelic trance DJ and Producer based in Amsterdam. With a love for Full-On Psytrance, Sibren takes you on a sonic journey with ever evolving mixing skills and original track selection. Come on in and discover for yourself.
Really enjoyed his mix great to lift you up.
For bookings: sibrenvegter@hotmail.com
Past gigs:
August 30 - Half Moon After Party (Ban Saba…
Our 2nd Dj on the show is Dj Takehiko Nakamura his mix has a few surprises in it but a really fresh sound loved it.
Dj Takehiko Nakamura
Our 3rd Dj tonight is one we have had on before I played this again because I loved it the first time and it makes me think of summer.
Each week we will try and let you no were the best party's are around the UK
This is the real story
Each week we listen to loads of tunes and select just three of them for you enjoyment and pleasure.
The psyrance network show's webpage is going from strength to strength we have nearly reached 5,000 hits .
So if you would like people to know about your amazing party's or events then why not send a flyer in.
Our first mix this week is
Dj Sibren
Dj Sibren r is a Psychedelic trance DJ and Producer based in Amsterdam. With a love for Full-On Psytrance, Sibren takes you on a sonic journey with ever evolving mixing skills and original track selection. Come on in and discover for yourself.
Really enjoyed his mix great to lift you up.
For bookings: sibrenvegter@hotmail.com
Past gigs:
August 30 - Half Moon After Party (Ban Saba…
Our 2nd Dj on the show is Dj Takehiko Nakamura his mix has a few surprises in it but a really fresh sound loved it.
Dj Takehiko Nakamura
Our 3rd Dj tonight is one we have had on before I played this again because I loved it the first time and it makes me think of summer.
Each week we will try and let you no were the best party's are around the UK
This is the real story
Run for the hills, the revellers are here, the barbarians are at the
gate, yes they may only be dancing in a forest now but pretty soon
they’ll come for your children, burn down your house, double park,
litter and damage newly planted trees.
I’ve watched with interest over the past few years as North Wales Police and the press routinely set out with wilful abandon to undermine and inhibit the independent festival movement around our little hamlet and further afield. It saddens me to see such entrepreneurial work hindered so cynically and persistently by the powers that be under the guise of ‘public safety’.
Picking up the local paper this week I didn’t see any mention of a grass-roots amateur music and arts festival taking place over the weekend, if I did it may have been lost amongst the usual contemptuous drivel about Biggles the cat who everyone thought was deaf but turned out to be extremely responsive to Schubert’s fifth symphony or other such nonsense that sadly demean local news publications to nothing more than spouters of tea-time tittle-tattle. What I did here about however was one of those dreaded ‘raves’ that took place on privately owned land with said land owner’s permission. People, holding a private party on privately owned land in the countryside? The bastards, we can’t let this stand. The article that accompanied the headline read with the usual tiresome string of word association that is dragged out to condemn these events – the dreaded ‘young people’, the prospect of ‘littering’ and that old what-the-fuck-does-it-actually-mean-ism ‘anti social behaviour’.
The events change, the pattern however does not. Festivals threatened with closure on grounds of breach of public order notices or licensing issues, the obligatory slur in the local press and the warning to all prospective party-goers that what you are doing is completely and utterly wrong, yes you there in the wilderness with your friends dancing together in harmony away from the rest of society enjoying the music you love, WHAT YOU ARE DOING IS WRONG.
It’s disheartening and frankly quite boring to see the same old rubbish trotted out at the slightest mention of an independently organised festival. My experience of this scene is rather different, mine is of diligent conservation of the site to make sure that it is left as pristine as it was found (hippies are surprisingly respectful of nature dontchaknow?), of the desire to find a site in which music can be enjoyed at loud levels that is secluded enough so as not to disturb any residents nearby. As for the fabled anti-social behaviour, I ain’t seen it mate, seen a lot of hugging, seen a lot of laughing, seen some questionable dance moves but I ain’t seen any violence, vandalism, intimidation, theft or even a voice raised above the sound system, wouldn’t it be lovely if our town centres were like that on a Saturday night?
So why are these events so demonised? As ever the seeds were sewn many years ago. There has unfortunately been a systemic effort on the part of the establishment to suppress the free festival movement since the mid-eighties that was first publicised when Thatcher smashed the peace convoy in ’85. The same old story has been trotted out since that day peddled by un-imaginative journalists and official looking press releases – these bunch of gypsies are out to cause trouble, no two ways about it.
But how’s about we take our head out of the local paper? How’s about we stop being self-righteous about a culture we don’t understand? How’s about we look at the facts? This wonderful landscape of ours lends itself perfectly to the playing of loud music, a sticking point that can’t be refuted – I’ve been to these events, the music is bloody loud, it’s supposed to be loud. How about we utilise the natural peaks and troughs of the landscape to find areas in which sound can be contained entirely naturally? How about we make a sustained effort to monitor the states in which these sites are left after the organisers and revellers have departed? Is it because we’re worried that they might actually be left clean and unharmed? Because if these party-mad lunatics are actually being responsible then why should we hate them so much? Should we maybe remember that our parents and our grandparents thought that The Rolling Stones and all the reprobates who went to see them were a bunch of irresponsible trouble-makers hell-bent on promoting destruction and anarchy? Why did they think this? The Stones are great, we all know that, oh yeh it’s because they didn’t understand, they feared what they didn’t understand and that’s what made it all the more exciting for those involved, Jesus our fore-fathers were such squares maaaaaaan.
I do not make these points because I am actively involved in the independent festival scene, I have been to a few of these events and the music just ain’t my bag I’m afraid, wonderful atmosphere, lovely people but the music simply isn’t my cup of tea, I have no vested interest in them whatsoever. So why am I riling against their prohibition? Because I happen to think that any festival not selling Coca-Cola at £6 a bottle is good, any festival without a mobile phone charging unit and a cash machine that charges a fiver per transaction is good. I happen to think that independent music and arts festivals that can be organised, policed and maintained by people whose soul motivation is a love for what they are doing should be applauded not condemned. This is not a solution this is a call for levity to be given on both sides of the fence. I want the powers that be to encourage these festivals, to not continue to dishearten the enthusiasts who put them on by making them jump through hoops, shift the goal posts and pull the rug from under them just because it isn’t ‘their scene’.
The good earth is rich and abundant in our little part of the world, there is room for us all to enjoy the things we love, don’t put up barriers in your mind against those who you don’t understand, try to accept them. Then when you find something that really gets you off – go out and do it and hope for that same tolerance from others. Get your head out the paper, get your arse off the sofa, get your mind opened and let’s all try and get on with each other hey for fuck sak
I’ve watched with interest over the past few years as North Wales Police and the press routinely set out with wilful abandon to undermine and inhibit the independent festival movement around our little hamlet and further afield. It saddens me to see such entrepreneurial work hindered so cynically and persistently by the powers that be under the guise of ‘public safety’.
Picking up the local paper this week I didn’t see any mention of a grass-roots amateur music and arts festival taking place over the weekend, if I did it may have been lost amongst the usual contemptuous drivel about Biggles the cat who everyone thought was deaf but turned out to be extremely responsive to Schubert’s fifth symphony or other such nonsense that sadly demean local news publications to nothing more than spouters of tea-time tittle-tattle. What I did here about however was one of those dreaded ‘raves’ that took place on privately owned land with said land owner’s permission. People, holding a private party on privately owned land in the countryside? The bastards, we can’t let this stand. The article that accompanied the headline read with the usual tiresome string of word association that is dragged out to condemn these events – the dreaded ‘young people’, the prospect of ‘littering’ and that old what-the-fuck-does-it-actually-mean-ism ‘anti social behaviour’.
The events change, the pattern however does not. Festivals threatened with closure on grounds of breach of public order notices or licensing issues, the obligatory slur in the local press and the warning to all prospective party-goers that what you are doing is completely and utterly wrong, yes you there in the wilderness with your friends dancing together in harmony away from the rest of society enjoying the music you love, WHAT YOU ARE DOING IS WRONG.
It’s disheartening and frankly quite boring to see the same old rubbish trotted out at the slightest mention of an independently organised festival. My experience of this scene is rather different, mine is of diligent conservation of the site to make sure that it is left as pristine as it was found (hippies are surprisingly respectful of nature dontchaknow?), of the desire to find a site in which music can be enjoyed at loud levels that is secluded enough so as not to disturb any residents nearby. As for the fabled anti-social behaviour, I ain’t seen it mate, seen a lot of hugging, seen a lot of laughing, seen some questionable dance moves but I ain’t seen any violence, vandalism, intimidation, theft or even a voice raised above the sound system, wouldn’t it be lovely if our town centres were like that on a Saturday night?
So why are these events so demonised? As ever the seeds were sewn many years ago. There has unfortunately been a systemic effort on the part of the establishment to suppress the free festival movement since the mid-eighties that was first publicised when Thatcher smashed the peace convoy in ’85. The same old story has been trotted out since that day peddled by un-imaginative journalists and official looking press releases – these bunch of gypsies are out to cause trouble, no two ways about it.
But how’s about we take our head out of the local paper? How’s about we stop being self-righteous about a culture we don’t understand? How’s about we look at the facts? This wonderful landscape of ours lends itself perfectly to the playing of loud music, a sticking point that can’t be refuted – I’ve been to these events, the music is bloody loud, it’s supposed to be loud. How about we utilise the natural peaks and troughs of the landscape to find areas in which sound can be contained entirely naturally? How about we make a sustained effort to monitor the states in which these sites are left after the organisers and revellers have departed? Is it because we’re worried that they might actually be left clean and unharmed? Because if these party-mad lunatics are actually being responsible then why should we hate them so much? Should we maybe remember that our parents and our grandparents thought that The Rolling Stones and all the reprobates who went to see them were a bunch of irresponsible trouble-makers hell-bent on promoting destruction and anarchy? Why did they think this? The Stones are great, we all know that, oh yeh it’s because they didn’t understand, they feared what they didn’t understand and that’s what made it all the more exciting for those involved, Jesus our fore-fathers were such squares maaaaaaan.
I do not make these points because I am actively involved in the independent festival scene, I have been to a few of these events and the music just ain’t my bag I’m afraid, wonderful atmosphere, lovely people but the music simply isn’t my cup of tea, I have no vested interest in them whatsoever. So why am I riling against their prohibition? Because I happen to think that any festival not selling Coca-Cola at £6 a bottle is good, any festival without a mobile phone charging unit and a cash machine that charges a fiver per transaction is good. I happen to think that independent music and arts festivals that can be organised, policed and maintained by people whose soul motivation is a love for what they are doing should be applauded not condemned. This is not a solution this is a call for levity to be given on both sides of the fence. I want the powers that be to encourage these festivals, to not continue to dishearten the enthusiasts who put them on by making them jump through hoops, shift the goal posts and pull the rug from under them just because it isn’t ‘their scene’.
The good earth is rich and abundant in our little part of the world, there is room for us all to enjoy the things we love, don’t put up barriers in your mind against those who you don’t understand, try to accept them. Then when you find something that really gets you off – go out and do it and hope for that same tolerance from others. Get your head out the paper, get your arse off the sofa, get your mind opened and let’s all try and get on with each other hey for fuck sak
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