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[wReck this meSS is een programma op radio patapoe dat wordt gemaakt door een Nederlandse Amerikaan (van NL afkomst maar op jonge leeftijd naar USA ge-emigreerd) Vanwege de situatie van de illegale radiostations laat ik zijn naam even weg. Radio Patapoe en dus ook dit programma zijn te beluisteren via de livestream van patapoe te vinden op http://freeteam.nl/patapoe/ . Radio en stream waren de afgelopen paar weken vanwege technische storingen onbereikbaar, maar die lijken nu verholpen. Mocht je het even niet treffen gewoon nog es proberen een andere keer! Er wordt wel es door digibeten geklungeld met de studiocomputer schijnt het. wReck this meSS heeft steeds een ander thema, en de playlist van het afgelopen programma wilde ik jullie niet onthouden. Hij is zonder hem ook te horen amusant genoeg. Je kunt hem printen en gebruiken om de barbecue aan te steken misschien! groet en smelt niet de komende dagen. JB] wReck thiS meSS ~ Radio Patapoe 97.2 ~ Amsterdam Ethno-Illogical Psycho-Radiographies: no. 257: I Hate The Dutch Maandag, 7 Juni 2004 (17.00 to 19.00) In his brief discussion on this phenomenon, Claude Lévi-Strauss claims that "musique concrète may be intoxicated with the illusion that it is saying something; in fact, it is floundering in non-significance." The Raw and the Cooked: Introduction to a Society of Mythology, trans. John and Doreen Weightman "Dutch jazz is the sound of a scratchy phonograph record" o bart plantenga, "Beat the Dutch" Temazcal > Arnold Marinissen  Sensamaya > Willem Breuker Kollektief  Little X Plus > Exseption  I Hate the Dutch > Jona Lewie  Ascension > Jozef van Wissem & Tetuzi Akimyama  Imagination > Kristina Fuchs  The Typewriter > Willem Breuker Kollektief  Miniature no. 1 > b:lab  Dutch ejaculation = scraping excess head off a beer Hold > Kristina Fuchs  Windows of My Eyes > Cuby & the Blizzaards  Unshift > 87central  Bird's Bath > Greetje Bijma  Presto > Jaap Blonk  Dutch orgasm = electroshock therapy I Hate the Dutch > Jona Lewie  Solitude Sample > Robert van Heuman  A Magic Square of 5 to Listen To > Paul Panhuysen  Blossom > Greetje Bijma  Ich Fang den Tag mit einem Jodler An > Jopie Vogelvang  The Sad Shepherd / Lines of Loneliness > Greetje Bijma  A Magic Square of 5 to Listen To > Paul Panhuysen  Dutch fellatio = vacuum cleaner Cirkels / Windmills of My Mind > Herman van Veen  Sit Down Listen ¦ > Greetje Bijma  Intro Jam / Chilled > Junkie XL  Diplopia > Jozef van Wissem & Gary Lucas  Casio > Junkie XL  Dutch intellectual = a barking dog on a short leash in a small backyard The Mirror Stage > Jozef van Wissem & Gary Lucas  Mad Man Blues > Houtkamp's POW3  A Nice Cup of Tea > Greetje Bijma  I Hate the Dutch > Jona Lewie  Chanson du Matin > Arnold Marinissen  Dutch summer = August 1 - August 2 ~~~  "Traces of Cultures" on BVHaast <email@example.com>, the label created by Willem Breuker to encourage new music composition. This is an intriguing syncretic disc of world music sounds and new classical and electro-acoustic compositions with an emphasis on percussion. Anthropology meets a guy at the controls. Great disc.  "With Strings Attached" on BVHaast <www.bvhaast.nl>. WB has this kinetic, impatient and humorous approach to jazz and interpretation. Here fully expressive in explosive and whimsical bursts WBK inventively interprets Gershwin, Scandinavian Alfred Janson, Satie, and here American popular music composer, Leroy Anderson, who did PDQ Bach meets Raymond Scott type of witty composing. Recommended even if some of the edge has been polished off his cutting side.  "Exseption" on Philips vinyl. Sounding like the Animals and looking like just about every 60s hippie band C&B included the soon to be juicer genius and mentor of Nina Hagen, the multi- talented and loveable Herman Brood who jumped off the Amsterdam Hilton [location of the Ono-Lennon Sleep-In] on my birthday in 2002.  "I Hate the Dutch" John Dowie [1977, EP "Another Close Shave"]. [Lalalala - Dick van Dyke] I'm a British Tourist and I'm very, very rude. I hate the stinking foreigners hate their stinking food I don't like French or Germans I don't care for Belgians much But worst of all worst of all I hate the Dutch The Dutch, the Dutch I hate them worse than dogs. They live in windmills and mince around in clogs. They don't have any manners They don't say 'thanks' or 'please' all they eat is tulips and stinking gouda cheese... I'm a British tourist with a countenance severe I love to strike the foreign type And box their poxied ears But there's one woggy dago I cannot bear to touch The slimy crawling stench appalling snotty grotty Dutch The Dutch are mad Their fingers stuck in dikes They use the wrong side of the road And ride around on bikes They don't have any manners, don't have any brains. There's only one race worse than them and that's... THE DANES! JOHN DOWIE, Born in Birmingham in 1950. Wildly humorous poet, song sketcher and on-stage comedy antics. Form comedy/rock band Mr John Dowie & The Big Girl's Blouse in mid-70s. Perform ear- splitting gigs in Britain and abroad, Release e.p. on Virgin Records, Another Close Shave, six tracks including British Tourist (I Hate The Dutch). Release Acne, Idiot, Hitler's Liver on Factory Record's debut A Factory Sampler. Still at it. VERY underrated.  "Proletarian Drift" on BVHaast < www.bvhaast.nl >. Not as engaging as his work with Gary Lucas which reaaly had some thump and kinetics. This has its moments but I prefer his solo work or the Lucas collaboration.  "Whence & Wither" on EWM <www.ewm-music.com> <firstname.lastname@example.org>. Working in a modern way with what she may have gathered from Anita O'Day, Blossom Dearie, Carmen McCrae and June London as well as some passes at Astrid Gilberto, she surpasses them all in the breadth of her fun yet enchanting repertoire plus she manages to evoke the glories of mountainous terrain in a jazzy way. I met her through soundmaker Justin Bennett and she did a great job of yodeling at the Amsterdam book launch of my Yodel-Ay-Ee-Oooo. Then also handled the yodeling on my appearance on the - surprising to me - popular late night talk/variety show on Dutch TV called "Vara-Laat". KF was on hand at the Erika Stucky gig at the venerable Bimhuis [may 13]. KF has received accolades we thought could only be applied to Diane Kral. She is every bit her equal.  "N Collective: News from Holland - vol. 1" onX-Or <www.xs4all.nl/~xorluc>. The mental plane is surveyed, the brain pan is emptied, the lobotomy is not wholly successful. Serrated edge sounds that skirt and rip around the definitions of music. Sonographic topographs across a parking lot of an abandoned shopping plaza.  Rockin' stuff from a band from which Herman Brood was to emerge like an amphetamine-heroin doused phoenix.  "Sit Down Listen¦" on BVHaast < www.bvhaast.nl >. On the title cut she shifts effortlessly swaying between continents, sounding like Yma Sumac, Indian Bollywood vocals, Tuvan, some yodeling activity. Great stuff but where are the newest ululations?  "Ursonate" on Basta <www.bastamusic.com> <email@example.com>. This consists of 2 versions of the Schwitters composition, one recorded in 1986 [Amsterdam] and the 2nd in 2003 in a chapel in Breda. Kurt Schwitters was a loner Dadaist after being rejected by the Berlin Dadaists. Maybe they were right to do so because he eventually created 2 masterpieces [contrary to Dada principle] Merzbow and Ursonate. The Dadaists were right [maybe not first, however] to show that logic and reason and clear-headed thinking did NOT lead to enlightenment but instead led lockstep to war and ingeniously efficient methods of oppression. Schwitters fled the Nazis in 1937 and ended up in Norway where he died in 1948. The Ursonate is set up as a classical 4-movement symphony although the result was a provocation of poetic expectation: audiences could not get around the fact that he was not saying anything profound. The Ursonate was open to interpretation based on specific and general notes left behind by Schwitters. Blonk is a natural heir to the Dadaists as he grew up in the exact sciences and worked in hierarchical office organizational systems. This verbal break out was like a man finding consciousness as improvisation led to satisfaction. Since 1979 he has learned the Ursonate by heart and has performed it on record twice. Both are included here. His early recitations meant [Dadaistically] performing in the Amsterdam zoo, on the street, in malls, train stations, pastures, the office of the insurance company where he was employed and eventually taking in bars and cafes and readings. The Ursonate is an incredibly powerful paean to the joys of heady and irrational ululations - and there are some yodeling gestures in his section 4 Presto of the newer version. This is not as odd as it seems - the Dadists seemed quite at home with the absurd powers of yodeling¦ [see WTM #255]  "A Magic Square of 5 To Look At" on Plinkety Plonk <www.beequeen.nl/plink.htm>. Liner notes: "A magic square is a series of numbers arranged in a square grid so, that the sum of each horizontal and vertical row of the corner diagonals is always the same. Magic squares reveal harmony of number and refer to the nature of existence and cosmic order dominated by mathematical regularity." Not rock and roll, then. One of the more interesting minimalist- conceptualists.  "Muzikale Bloemengroet voor U" on Cawa <firstname.lastname@example.org>. She has the lungs and the charm to be the heir to the trhown left empty by the passing of Olga Lowina. Charming retro-yodel numbers that are more fun the more they veer into kitsch and camp and fake folk. She is loads of fun live.  "Alles" on Polydor vinyl. HvV is like some hippie version of Mancini.  "Diplopia" BVHaast < www.bvhaast.nl >. This ls rockin' music from the 17th-century. A strange dynamic that is very effective in bridging the 3-something centuries between now and then.  "The Thirteen Bar Blues" on X-Or <www.xs4all.nl/~xorluc> <email@example.com>. If androids fell to earth and tried to unravel the mystery of the simple depths of the blues it would probably sound a little like this. In an attempt to use the computer to find the essential form of the blues and then play with it, Houtkamp's Pow3 have created an interesting tension between soul and machine, investigation and improv whereby the musicians interact with computer generated blues riffs and the machines begin to assume an autonomy to the point where they may very likely be making their own blues music without the interference of human beings. One of my Top 30 Best of 2003. ~~~ the current Dutch government is looking to make a mess of everything that makes NL an exceptional place to live, a place that most Americans, look on in envy, always noting how much further ahead of the US 'we' are. That is coming to a grinding hault as the christian-capitalist party seeks to dismantle everything public and functioning relatively well for the average person such as the privatisation of the airwaves, the railroads¦ the disasters coming can be easily predicted if one takes a look at the privatised British railways worse service, more dangerous at higher cost, while costs for water [also privatised] in UK have gone up dramatically while functionality has decreased¦ The mantra is choice here and everywhere. People don't want more choice they want more and better service. And everywhere the few stockholders and CEOs are laughing at the expense of the masses. And yet, a recent UN survey of kids 11-15 in 30 countries revealed Dutch kids the happiest and generally most satisfied with life as it is. The US finished in 23rd place. Meanwhile NL rated #5 in the UN Human Development Report for 2004 an index that factors in life expectancy, GDP, literacy, education enrolment [99%] ¦ It finished behind Norway, Sweden, Australia, and Canada. The US finished 8th because altho it had a higher avg income than anyone except the Norwegians, it also finished low in life expectancy and enrolment in education 92%¦ ~~~ BEAT THE DUTCH NOW! [an excerpt] by bart plantenga -------------------------------------------------------- None other than in the Original Roget's Thesaurus under entry number 517, unintelligibilty, subheading insanity, does one read "double Dutch." Through much of the existence of any kind of Dutch state (unconscious or otherwise) - at least from the Middle Ages through the middle of the 19th century - The Dutch have been portrayed as possessors of a slothful, inebriated, indulgent, slime-dwelling, pagan, and irresponsible nature, with "dunghill soul(s)" as Andrew Marvell fulmigated, with either a bovine or swinish physique thrown in. In fact, the word "Dutch" itself became "an epithet of inferiority." Teddy Roosevelt, his own past rooted in the Dutch province of Zeeland, complained that "anything foreign and un-English" came to be called Dutch. Why even Dutch elm disease is often perceived as having a Dutch cause when, in fact, it was actually meant as an international scientific tribute to honor the excellent Dutch research which led to a solution to this disease. In general surveys produced in southern countries such as France and Italy, the Dutch are often seen as phlegmatic, cool, without emotion. Many writers from other lands have cast their aspersions every which way and often at the Dutch. Simone de Beauvoir was vexed by the living-dead calm of a Dutchman facing great strife. The Italian writer, Luigi Barzini thought the Dutch were unimaginative and slow-thinking. Montesquieu portrayed them as money-hungry pennypinchers. Schopenhauer's mother complained about the endless tollbooths along the roads and waterways. Kant considered them unspiritual. Others concur, insisting that their only spirituality is order and that their only bibles comprise of accounting ledgers. The Portuguese writer, Rentes de Carvalho saw the Dutch as having a good life that they did not know how to enjoy. The French put forth their own colonial invective: Voltaire summed up the Dutch simply as "canards, canaux, canaille" or "ducks, canals, rascals." Napoleon meanwhile adjudged the Dutch as "a stupid people." While in 1830, the Frenchman, Lepeintre noted: "The Dutch are half-baked without fire, melancholy, and stale." Denis Diderot spent an entire book musing about Dutch drink, chicks and the inferiority of the Dutch then calling it journalism: "The fact that Holland has no sculptors is because the Dutch have no taste." Another French writer, Asselin in 1921 noted how reasonable, forthright, unliterary. and without irony the Dutch seem. By obsessing over details the Dutch seldom see the greater whole. And many, many foreign observers have observed that the Dutch drink too much. One French student studying in 17th-century Leiden, noted that even the drinking was controlled by ceremony, rules, and discipline. Italians have long marvelled in sickly awe at how much the Dutch supposedly ate. Americans think the Dutch smoke too much¦. The chief slime-hurling slanderers were those who felt most threatened by this spunky splatter of muddy land. The Spanish, French and English all took turns in the 16th through 18th centuries doing battle with the Dutch. Holland was seen with an attitude of contemptuous respect, begrudging admiration or befuddled irritation. A wonder and scourge among nations - economically successful because they were irreligious and greedy. The Dutch were best tolerated if they affected the lowly characters they'd been cast in by their enemies. As Simon Schama notes, "Netherlanders then were tolerated so long as they cut poor figures - comical in their aspirations to higher things but consumed by their lust for gain." Schama further contends convincingly that the Dutch aroused rancor only when their behavior began to subvert "the consoling cliché of meanness." Schama further heads out on the limb of a Dutch elm when he contends that the rest of Europe was projecting its own anxieties onto the Dutch and that the "Dutch were made the whipping boys for tender European consciences, disturbed by their own growing fixation with hard cash." And that there "was something more phobic about the vocabulary of abuse against the Dutch than seems warranted by the calculations of commercial calculation." Let us look at some of these reasons based in opportunistic unreasonableness. Because the most ironic of these accusations was that the Dutch were not playing fair when they refused to act as unreasonable, chauvinistic, royal, elite, ruthless and unforgiving as their foaming foes. Holland was characterized as an ungrateful "crazy, sickly province ..." despised because it had altered the rules of war and the tenor of diplomacy. But it is clearly the English who have, since the 16th century, distinguished themselves as the most accomplished and prolific of the disparagers, slanderers, and wielders of poison pens. They took the hearsay, gossip, and racial slurs to heart and mind and crafted it into economic policy. Anxiety-based slurs became propaganda became policy which led to wars. Their preoccupations with the bodily functions and foibles of the Dutch seem to mimic the same ones they apply to their other natural neighbor and cultural enemy, the Scottish and Irish. And with the emerging preeminence of English as the world's common language the slurs were to become ever more greatly magnified and indelibly printed upon the collective mindset of the English- speaking world. The aspersions dealt with everything from body to soul. They hyped up the perception of heavy, bulky, corpulent body types as a clear sign of Dutch inferiority. Ironically today, the Dutch appear much the opposite - now tall and lanky - and it is the English who are often identified as such with their unhealthy and unmodern diets. William Temple, British diplomat and general spiritual dyspeptic, in any case, described the Dutch in the heat of one of the English- Dutch Wars as "naturally cold and heavy." Diderot, meanwhile spent much of his time painfully wondering if he was attracted to Dutch women, all his lustings disguised as philosophical musings: "Dutch women are pretty," he observes at first, "so far as one can be pretty with an enormous bosom and ditto for the backside." Later, after kicking himself for not following up on an opportunity to meet a young Dutch meisje, he pouts childishly: "They are very stout, have ugly teeth and flabby skin just like in the paintings of Rubens." More recently, comedian Alan Coren described how "the Dutch fall into 2 quite distinct physical types: the small, corpulent, red-faced Edams, and the thinner, paler, larger Goudas..." "You will find Dutch men and women and animals fat." Diderot continued. But fairly contemporary times are not immune either. Take Ronald Reagan, for instance. In her biography of the young Reagan, Anne Edwards writes: "Jack [Reagan's father] continued to brag about his 'fat little Dutchman' (a term chosen because of the child's robust appearance) and so 'Dutch' was what the child was nicknamed and most often called." This, despite the fact that Reagan had no Dutch ancestors! While no more a revered class guy than Shakespeare himself often chose the "swag-bellied Hollander" to lampoon in his Comedy of Errors: - "Where stood Belgia, the Netherlands? - Oh sir, I did not look so low."¦ This English pasttime of Dutch-bashing (which of course, very accurately identifies their own island-mentality insecurities and self-styled jingo- isolationism) was lovingly passed along like a verbal pestilence in the early settlement days of the mid-17th century to a wide variety of North Americans from Washington Irving, who portrayed the Dutch as obese, gluttonous, and lethargic; to Henry Miller, who in one of his crankier and less priapic books, Aller Retour New York, observed, "You mustn't get the impression ... that the Dutch are lacking in intelligence. On the contrary, I should say they are very intelligent, even more so than the seal or the otter." Even the auto-pugilistic comedy team, The 3 Stooges, whose television antics were my early source of English, got into the act in their Beer Barrel Polecats where out of nowhere (most likely Vaudeville) Larry asks the other two Stooges, "How 'bout some Dutch lunch?" "What's 'at?" Curly asks. "Burnt toast and a rotten egg." ~~~ With typical Dutch punctuality, this playlist is 2 months late... Meanwhile, as we rebuild our studios and upgrade our hardware and get geared up for the fall we are temporarily not broadcasting in the ether. PTP will be back leaner and meaner in no time. ~*~*~*~ Send all sound material for airplay and review to: Wreck This MeSS Radio 100 / Radio Patapoe WTM PLAYLISTS o 2000± READERS-EYEBALL "LISTENERS" per WEEK* o "plus another few hundred when it hits the BSI list!" 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