Cassette
Possibly final installment in the diaristic Peace Pipe tape series. Where might we be led this time out? Same as ever in its way, another unravelling of self-discovery, private unlockings and musical epiphanies. Alongside the other five tapes, this is the story of one person's relationship with dance music culture (maybe even music as a whole), and you could probably read it as storytelling as much as sonic presentation. Accusations of solipsism miss the mark when the music hits this way. The tracks themselves remain, as ever, kind of irrelevant to me - there's no tracklisting, and you can Shazam as you please (good luck), but then are you really listening? It's the romance of the pursuit that draws me in, expressing a life through music, the endless love affair. i recall working in a hotel at 16 where a particularly supercilious bar man assured me that i'd soon grow out of the music I currently liked. He was wrong then as he is now - you grow through it and with it, but never really beyond it. It's always there with you, even if some of it you might not be so bold to declare. I reckon that's what these Peace Pipe tapes have best expressed.
