Thursday, 24 July 2008

Signs of life | Pulse

The soundtrack of dissent, must-haves for your iDissentPod [or similar]




Proven fact: any protest is more fun if it has a good song. The Beatles generation had Imagine, Zombie [The Cranberries] simultaneously stripped any illusions of honour from the sectarian maelstrom of Northern Ireland and catapulted it into the public conscience, and the karaoke booth. Despite its involvement in the mercenary, even criminal acts of aggression and inhumanity which they decry, the UK can be proud that the talents of native artists have produced two of the best songs of dissent of the current day.


Mass Destruction

That hot summer of the invasion of Iraq rang with the arresting and moving words of Faithless’ Mass Destruction voiced by Maxi Jazz. So eloquent is the deconstruction of that famous jargon term ‘Weapons of Mass Destruction‘, [coined and repeated unendingly, it turns out without reference to anything in existence, to frighten us into acquiescence to military belligerence], that the provocative accompanying video can barely compete with the listener‘s imagination. As if to highlight the aptness of the track’s content, it was lifted from the album version’s meditative tempo by P*nut and Sister Bliss’ remix whose distinctive percussion make it ideal for blasting out loud [to yourself] as you take up the banner of reason, peace and good will to all men [while you scour the shops for that perfect accessory to wear to that party tonight].



The song came from a seminal album itself inspired by the untold stories of war and inequality. Other songs spoke for the displaced, the refugees and orphans [No Roots], or dissected the politics of tyranny by fear [Love Lives on my Street/Bluegrass], which, by the way, is the original definition of 'terrorism'. In The End exposed the gulfs between society’s winners, and those we try to walk past in the street. Also demanding acknowledgement are Bombs, illustrating how the War on Terror will most likely recruit its own ‘enemy combatants’, and for the emotionally masochistic, To All New Arrivals catalogues all the worst symptoms of the modern world’s socially diseased condition.


Illegal Attacks

More recently, and more damming, Ian Brown has enlisted the help of Sinead O’Connor to attack through song the kind of brutal mercenary political-economic architecture that will be familiar to all who have read Naomi Klein’s The Shock Doctrine [to be discussed later]. From his new album, The World is Yours, the abrupt, and satisfyingly bluntly titled Illegal Attacks rapidly brings the blood to a fearsome boil that only the elegantly simple video might have the impact to chill. It’s rare for dissenting artistic work to incorporate references to the traditionally emotionally uninspiring territory of the Dow Jones and Nasdaq, but lines like ‘These are commercial crusades, ‘cos all the oil men get paid’ help to successfully integrate the economic aspect, without which, as it seems unanimously agreed and understood, there would be no such war to dissent against. Ian Brown’s distinctive style, somewhere between indie, hip hop and orchestral [comparable to Rob Dougan] sets him apart and really takes flight on this snarling right hook for conscientious objection.So there are the top two of iDissent’s music charts, but they are by no means the only good ones out there. You might also want to arm yourself with the following:


Bomb The World [Michael Franti & Spearhead]
Prayer for England [Massive Attack]
False Flags [Massive Attack]
You Make Me Like Charity [The Knife]
Dance 4 Life [Tiesto ft. Maxi Jazz]
I Want More [Faithless]
DIrty Ol’ Man [Faithless]
Six Days [Dj Shadow]
Some Folks Are Hollow [Ian Brown]

Monday, 21 July 2008

Dissent is not dead


It seems the world of today is no less wrought with inequality and violence than that of 1968. But although impassioned popular actions of the kind mentioned in the last post appear to have subsided in the global North and West, at least for the time being, that is not to say that dissent has died a death. In fact, a less cynical analysis of the trends noted previously would be that the culture of scepticism and dissent in response to the more sinister policies and actions of governments on both sides of the Atlantic have filtered into popular consumerist culture. The past four or five years have been blessed with a steady stream of over-the-counter dissent products. iDissent will now be pleased to showcase its favourite examples thereof.

cf '68

Let's get straight into it then. I'm currently wearing a black t-shirt with neon pink lettering that says 'Famous for nothing generation'. Why?

1968 saw a catalogue of independent spontaneous and surprising popular people's movements across the world. From protests against the war in Vietnam to the events of the Prage Spring, through to the Stonewall Riots in New York in 1969, all and more were examined in a fine article in Русский Репортер [Russian Reporter]

1968: год великого перелома


Дмитрий Великовский, Руслан Хестанов, Григорий Тарасевич, Павел Бурмистров, Дар Жутаев


1968 год называют «загадочным», «мистическим», «таинственным». Исследователи и сегодня не могут объяснить, почему именно в этом году люди в разных точках планеты одновременно впали в революционный раж. Недовольство существующим порядком вещей охватило самые разные социальные слои и приняло формы студенческих волнений, забастовок рабочих, партизанских войн, национально-освободительных революций. США, Западная Европа, Советский Союз, Китай, другие страны столкнулись с вызовом самому своему существованию. И справились они с этим вызовом по-разному: к примеру, США пережили эту лихорадку и устояли, а СССР загнал болезнь внутрь и через 20 лет распался. Но тектонические социальные сдвиги, начавшиеся в конце 60-х, все еще продолжают оказывать влияние на ход мировой истории

The article looks into the dissatisfaction with the status que in each society that aggravated the movers involved in each case as well as asking why it was that in that twelve-month period, people decided something had to, and believed could be, done. Apparently, not only Русский Репортер noticed that 2008 marks the fortieth anniversary of this wave of rage and free love sentiment. The popularity of plain coloured t-shirts with bright neon letters spelling out such slogans as 'Drop beats not bombs' and 'Make music not war' in the UK seems to have reached something of a zenith this summer. Cute.


In a year when protests against the situation in Iraq grumble on, and on, and everybody desperately hopes Tehran will relinquish it's 'unquestionably' evil pursuit of nuclear power while Israel continues to devour Palestinian settlements like some kind of military pacman armed with the highest technology in the region, the spirit lives on. Or at least you can buy into it on the highstreet. It seems that's the age the brands are happy to sell, these days we belive we can buy an iPod that will cure Africa of all kinds of diseases, as long as it's the right colour. Maybe if we buy a t-shirt with the appropriate snappy slogan those nasty men in power will think, 'oh wait, the kids are right, let's sit down and talk instead'. Then again, maybe we're just buying clothes we like the look of that massage our consciences and our egos at the same time. And you have to admit, it's much less threatening than the risk of being arrested or roughed up for making a direct stand for what you believe in, like being forcibly removed from a military base or broken off from a march that didn't ask for permission

Prague citizens fight back at tanks deployed to crush the relaxation of Czech socialism under Dubček


Perhaps that's what the people of 68 did for our generation. They tought us that even putting yourself on the line, standing in front of tanks, chaining yourself to fences around missile sites or throwing molotov cocktails at your own police doesn't get the message through and wont change the world. Better to just buy a shirt with it printed on, at least your mates will see what you think, and maybe there is someone looking through all those cameras at us after all.

Either way, it seems that, despite there being a lot to pick up your placard and shout against, at 40, the spirit is just too old and would rather settle down to the quiet life now. Keep shopping and don't think about the fact that those tax pennies are going straight to pay for the policies your new wardrobe addition is decrying. It seems there'll be no revolution on our watch, not against the warmongering, international bullying, encroachment of civil liberties and growth of observation police states anyway. Meet the Famous for nothing generation.

The shame is that there is plenty to dissent against in this world still. Happily, some are of course still at the front in one form or another, shooting films, writing books and speaking out against the things we should be taking issue with. This blog will add its voice to theirs. The internet gives every armchair social revolutionary the opportunity to vent to all the world, if theyre reading, and really feel that s/he's done their bit.


Welcome to iDissent, the Thích Quảng Đức for the iGeneration, that would rather google the link, download the podcast and add it to their entertainment library to enjoy next time they go out clothes shopping. After all, you can't hear your mp3s with tear gas canisters blasting and water canons clearing you from the streets anyway.