There are things that intelligence alone is able to seek, but which, by itself, it will never find. These things instinct alone could find; but it will never seek them.
Henri Bergson, Creative Evolution.
Favourite songs of 2019 (playlist):
Favourite songs of the Decade (alphabetical):
My own music that I have released in the past 10 years (mostly free downloads):
Leo Trout: No Thanks to Sunday (2019).
Satan & Megastar: Satan & Megastar (2013).
The What I Wanted To Do’s (albums I have written and recorded in a day on my own): #31 Sometimes it Pours (2011), #39 Sketches of Jason (2011), #47 The Shoe News EP (2012), #59 Notable Alumni Vol. 4 (2016), #60 Green Toes (2016), #62 Kitchen Songs (2017), #65 Every Joan of Arc is an Arbitrary Curve (2018), #68 Transitsongs (2018), #69 Process Reality (2019), #72 Statistically Meaningless (2019).
The What I Wanted To Do’s: Albums #29 – #72.
LURCHER is the new Wednesday Club album. It literally exists but only arguably physically exists. It is released on Cath’n’Dad Records – if you like it follow the Cath’n’Dad theosophy rather than giving $$$.
It comes with a Novelette giving you deep insights into the important, yet cryptic songs and most importantly our psyches.
Artwork by Ian Cockburn
Author’s Note: The provenance of the phrase history is written by the victorious is disputed. But what can attribution achieve in this instance? The sentence (or sentiment) must surely have been uttered or thought by many prior to the origin we seek, and also ex post facto by many unaware of their plagiarism. The point remains that the marginalised have, historically, been denied a voice. When you are dead or imprisoned, uneducated or denied access, putting forward your version of events becomes problematic. Once something has been destroyed, only those left standing can rebuild, and do so with the only tools available to them: theirvision.
It could be said that, to some extent, in the real-time networked world we have awoken in this side of the millennium, more people than ever have the ability to make themselves heard. But what do we find now that the curtain has…
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Author’s Note: The provenance of the phrase history is written by the victorious is disputed. But what can attribution achieve in this instance? The sentence (or sentiment) must surely have been uttered or thought by many prior to the origin we seek, and also ex post facto by many unaware of their plagiarism. The point remains that the marginalised have, historically, been denied a voice. When you are dead or imprisoned, uneducated or denied access, putting forward your version of events becomes problematic. Once something has been destroyed, only those left standing can rebuild, and do so with the only tools available to them: their vision.
It could be said that, to some extent, in the real-time networked world we have awoken in this side of the millennium, more people than ever have the ability to make themselves heard. But what do we find now that the curtain has not just been pulled back, but entirely torn from the frame? A cacophony of bewilderment and confusion. Given the ability to connect, we find the opposite: rival factions forming even within so-called liberal and humanitarian endeavours. True, beneath the media hype circus and informing every echo-chamber is a series of seemingly incomprehensible yet profound events. To make sense of these events we cling to the narrative structures that reinforce our own belief systems (even those who claim to be free of them entirely). But what we see is that these narratives, constructed in a context of individualism, serve to divide us further.
As well as the political and global turmoil, twenty-sixteen has, for various reasons, been a trying year for me personally and those around me with whom I am lucky enough to share a more intimate relationship. It is not my intention to emphasise either a positive or negative interpretation of trying. About midway through the year I discovered the writings of Charles Eisenstein whose philosophy has subsequently resonated with me profoundly: pulling together various paths of thought that I had been unable to do so alone. All ideology is narrative. Humanity has been driven by a story of separation, the self as a discrete entity. Science, politics, art, education, religion, economics &c. are all ideologies constructed to make sense of the world. All of these ideologies have failed because they are predicated on a falsehood (the story of separation).
What follows is my review of the past twelve months. It is necessarily my own perspective. A chronologically driven (linear and cyclical) second-person narrative, this story is one-part diary (personal and political), one-part consumption (books and music) and one-part philosophical exegesis (bildungsroman). Depending on your proximity: in jokes, pop-philosophy, bad puns, scholarly intent, juvenilia, paradox, pretension and/or pith. Anything underlined is hyperlinked to the source of the reference (music, words, obituaries &c.). Direct quotes are underlined and the reference is hyperlinked from the (Author, Date) notation to where the quote exists in its full context elsewhere on my blog. Before writing I set myself the following rules: Each entry must a) refer to the events of that month, both internal and external b) include a quote from every book I read that month that can be as seamlessly as possible woven into the overarching narrative c) contain a reference to some music I had on repeat that month, and d) reflect the nature and personal development of my philosophical enquiry. There follows a full bibliography and an appendix. Ma gavte la nata.
Adam John Miller
20th December, 2016
We hope, we hope with undiluted optimism that the next take will
be the one or the next song will be the one perfect thing that will make it all ALL RIGHT
and that the next arrangement will have the exact right time and everything will be brilliant forever
but we also hate perfection and want it to be the right kind of wrong
the shittiness and suckiness needs the right weird charm
we stared at the ceiling and i said have you seen the ceiling and then adam saw the ceiling and it all started to spin and we doubted max’s veracity
but veracious he was.
it doesn’t mean we’re any good.
All songs written, performed and produced by The Wednesday Club who are John Perry, E.Max Broady and Adam John Miller
Artwork by Jon Hinds
Dry Humps is the 7th LP from The Wednesday Club, one of Adam’s other bands. Earlier this year they released Passing Strange to quite frankly unexpected acclaim. Released by Cath ‘n’ Dad Records, like the Satan & Megastar album, download for free or pay what you like and all the money will go to Mencap.
Listen on Spotify:
Cath ‘n’ Dad Records proudly present PASSING STRANGE: the 6th long player from The Wednesday Club.
They say: “Opening with the self-deprecatory call to arms of “We Suck” and running the gamut from Monarchy-bashin’ to Astronomy-lovin’, Passing Strange is laced with wit and insight that invites the listener to the party rather than leaving them out in the dark.”
Download the album for free or pay what you want and all of the proceeds will go to the Motor Neurone Disease Association: http://www.mndassociation.org/
For more information including Lyrics with Annotations visit The Wednesday Club website: http://thewednesdayclub.org/passing-strange/
If you make a contribution towards MND when downloading the album then send us your address and we will post you 1 of 100 bespoke limited edition handmade Passing Strange Postcards.