Posh Isolation 10-års-jubilæum “Port Out, Starboard Home”, 23.5-26.5 2019 @Overgaden Institut for Samtidskunst – reportage af Magnus Kaslov
I maj fejrede det københavnske pladeselskab og kunstnerkollektiv Posh Isolation sit 10-års-jubilæum med en tre-dages-festival med titlen “Port Out, Starboard Home”. Overgaden Institut for Samtidskunst lagde i den forbindelse lokaler til en installation, der fungerede som centrum for de tre dages fejring med et tætpakket program, hvor en perlerække af navne fra Københavns musikscene og Posh Isolation-tilknyttede gæster udefra optrådte. Installationen fungerede som scene med bar og som en butik, der solgte en lang række merch-produkter og enkelte musikudgivelser fra Posh Isolations bagkatalog. Frasen Port Out Starboard Home kan Google forklare skulle være en (vist fejlagtig) oprindelse til ordet ‘posh’ og desuden navnet på en Posh Isolation-compilation fra 2012.
Returning with his first album since 2016’s gorgeous “Love Means Taking Action”, Croatian Amor once again delves into desolate moods and meditations on navigating the digital world. If the previous LP hadn’t made it clear enough that the project was moving away from the tried combo of warm bubbly synths and crude industrial noises, 2017’s “Finding People” EP and the accompanying live shows made it known that the change was here to stay. “Isa” sees Loke Rahbek further follow this path, leaving behind certain elements that made his previous album work so well – such as the light touch of goth romanticism layered over experimental ambiance – in order to make room for new ideas.
Reportage from The Empire Line, Varg, Croatian Amor, Vanity Productions at Blå, Oslo, 22.03.2018. Text and images by Cameron Pagett.
There is a river which runs through the heart of Oslo. Beginning in the mountains and trickling its way down from the Artic sea on the northern tip of our continent, past fjords and craggy peaks which carve the stocking shaped country’s landscape into an epic, serene and quiet place. The sun is out and snow covers most of the hilly and forested terrain as we begin our final approach into Oslo. The closer we get to land the more visible the open spaces cutting through the trees reveal themselves as ski slopes and the entire country begin’s to resemble one giant ski resort. It’s early afternoon when we land, and I am seated some way behind Posh Isolation founders Christian Stadsgaard and Loke Rahbek, who after a decade of releasing music out of a DIY-ethic in Copenhagen are now traveling with international acclaim. It’s my own first time in the country and for Stadsgaard his first in 11 years, and a first ever showcase here for Posh Isolation. After a brief rendezvous at a convenience market in the airport we separate without words to our lodging places beginning what would be an interesting evening in the last major city of the North. The sun is shining, the snow is melting and the river runs with momentum along the clean and well manicured banks before meeting the inner fjord on which the city stands. Somewhere near the end of the river is a brick building covered in graffiti named Blå. Now an establishment, and opened since 1998 this river-side, somewhat historic and unassuming space would be the host for our evening.
Children step into the train with ski’s and snow-suits (quite regular I hear) as I exit into the city centrum and head to my Airbnb. There are a few hours to spare before the show, and walking around feels like visiting an old friend in a new place. Passing the Nobel Prize house and the Museum for Surrealist Painter Edvard Munch, I get the idea that this place holds everything I have heard about but couldn’t locate from first-hand memory. Slinking atop a small table in the dark my Airbnb host who closely resembles an opiated railway worker from the 1800’s crossed with mid-life Gollum looks at me suspiciously when I arrive. After some convincing that it was me he was hosting, he asks me if I can just come back later because he is not ready. I am not too fond of the idea, and I am put in a made-over closet for the night. Luckily the bed isn’t half bad, and even though he won’t stop staring at me from his table-top perch by the corner near the door I feel happy that the night will soon begin. Oslo is a small city, smaller then Copenhagen, I am staying on the opposite end of the city from Blå and its only a 20 minute walk. Camera is in my backpack, time to move, it will be a tale of two or possibly an endless night. Læs resten
Live report from Rashad Becker and Croatian Amor, Proton, 16.02.2018 – Words and images by Cameron Pagett.
It’s super windy, my face is nearly numb and I am pedaling as hard as I can through another cold Copenhagen winter night. Normally my breathing wouldn’t be so hard, my effort not so severe and the numerous frigid tears falling from my eyes so many, but I am hurrying for a noble cause… I don’t want to be late to see Croatian Amor. It’s the first show from the exciting team at Proton in one of Copenhagen’s newest and most exciting venues “Alice”, and I don’t want to miss a second of it. I’m whipping my phone out of my pocket at every light to check the time, a train fiasco has put me on the verge of tardiness and I feel as if I risk frostbite akin to an Arctic explorer each time I expose bare skin to a -3 night. Læs resten