Tuesday, 14 July 2009

News Views and Reviews

Yes, I know, its been an incredibly long time since I updated this site. Fact is, I've been busy. Been on the road with the Spasm Band in Europe, touring relentlessly. Its been hectic, moving from place to plane, eating weird shit and drinking copious amount of Martiniquan rum but also performing some heavy shows with the guys. This leg of the tour goes on till Aug 9 when we fly in from Reunion Island to play the Big Chill. There are more gigs in September, October, then in November : I tour Germany promoting my Bird Head Son book. In terms of writing, I am working on 2 major texts. Firstly, my PHD project, a fictional biog of lord kitchener (not the English guy, the calypsonian), finally managing to get a rhythm going, getting through 1000 words a day, in 80 days I'll have a novel, well, at least a novel lenght thing. Wish me luck. Secondly, a new collection I'm hoping will get published next year, its an abstract, experimental work-100 poems based on a surrealistic technique I think I might have invented. Its a secret. But the book will be called 'Rubber Orchestras' (Ted Joans describing Bob Kaufman's work). Its a strangely haunting work that will either be deeply profound (concerning the slippages and dark spaces of language) or deeply odd. Either way, I'm enjoying the process of discovery. I've finished teaching for the summer : a great group of Birkbeck folks, amazing to see the transformation from beginner to writer by the end of the 22 week course. They even put together a booklet of their work as an end of course gift to me. Good stuff. Teaching resumes in September when I will be teaching a new Life Writing course. I designed the syllabus, looking forward to it. So, to make up for the lost time, here's a vid from a recent New Morning, Paris performance.




Découvrez Découvrez Mondomix.com, le magazine des Musiques et Cultures dans le Monde!



And here's a new review of the Bird Head Son album from Cyclic Defrost


The first thing that hits you is the funk, the throbbing urban grooves, taut, almost militant 70’s funk that drifts into the stirring power of spiritual and free jazz, even Afrobeat or bizarrely enough Calypso music. And then we meet Anthony Joseph. He is a poet. But you wouldn’t know it. He comes across like a New Orleans preacher, loud, proud, rousing, over the sweat and the sin of the music. His delivery is somewhere between Martin Luther King Jnr and Jimi Hendrix, these incredibly vivid spiritual street stories that build and swell with the music. Make no mistake he’s not thumbing earnestly through a dog eared excercise book, he’ll wail and sing, writhe and live the music. These are songs, not poetry put to music, where the music can just flow on instrumentally for long periods before Joseph will pop up with his unique wordplays. Jospeh is Trinidadian, based England, he even lectures in creative writing there, though it’s his super cool 7 piece band with horns, hand drums, wah guitar, organs and shakers that really takes this out of the classroom. They’ve really transcended the spoken word medium here, creating the kind of obscure rare groove record that crate diggers would go mad for if it was made thirty five years ago, like it sounds like it should have. Bob Baker Fish

Tuesday, 17 March 2009

SPATIAL AKA

On Tuesday March 10 2009 I performed at the Barbican Center, London with Jerry Dammers' Spatial AKA, here are a couple backstage pics.


Francine Luce, Anthony Joseph & Space Ape


Anthony Joseph & Jerry Dammers


Space is the place...

Tuesday, 10 February 2009

NEW SPASM BAND BLOG

A new blog has just been set up to deal specifically with my work with the Spasm Band.Things were getting a bit crowded on my birdheadson blog so I will us that one for literary work and this for music
spasmband.blogspot.com
We will post music,archive material, photos, videos,interviews, a city by city blog of the Bird Head Son tour, plus other random things as they occur along the road. We will also be offering rare and unreleased Spasm Band recordings for the fans. Enjoy, and do leave comments so we can keep in touch.

Bright Moments,
Anthony

Saturday, 31 January 2009

The work

This January/Feb sees the joint release of my new album and book, both entitled Bird Head Son. At the moment I am on tour with the Spasm band throughout Europe and beyond in support of the album which was released in France in January. It will be simulteanously released with the new book in the UK on Feb 7.
Info on the UK album launch is included below.
Once again, thanks for all the support from fans, supporters and colleagues for making this all a reality. See the textology section of thie site for more info and excerpts and myspace.com/adjoseph for music samples and tour info, plus some eager graphics. New Time Shuffle!




Bird Head Son - the book published by Salt Publishing Feb 7.



Bird Head Son - the album, released Jan 20 in Europe, Feb 7 in the UK.

Album Launch gig & Party at Cargo:


Kartel are offering a special deal on this show. For purchasing tickets you also get the chance to pre-order the new album ‘BIRD HEAD SON’, for the very special price of only £5! (normal price £9.99 in store)



Order your tickets from :

Kartel Box Office/Shop

Bird Head Son the album is released on the 9th February 2009, along with the book of the same name.
For more info on the album and the Bird Head Son Tour see www.myspace.com/adjoseph

Friday, 30 January 2009

Beyone the linear narrative

Have a look at this new blog set up by Goldsmiths's Pinter center for their 'beyond the linear narrative' project. I'm one of 2 Phd students involved in the project.

http://thepintercentre.blogspot.com/

Friday, 28 November 2008

Conductors - A poem from 'Bird Head Son'


Albert Joseph, Santa Cruz, Trinidad, August 2007. Photo by A. Joseph


Conductors of his Mystery is a poem inspired by my father. Its in the new Bird Head Son collection, as well as on the Bird Head Son album, due in January 2009. The song was recorded in Paris last spring and features The Spasm Band joined by the great Joseph Bowie on Trombone and David Neerman on electric vibraphone. You can hear an excerpt from the song at http://www.myspace.com/adjoseph

These are the lyrics of the poem :

Conductors of his Mystery
for Albert Joseph

The day my father came back from the sea
broke and handsome
I saw him walking across the savannah
and knew at once it was him.
His soulful stride, the grace of his hat,
the serifs of his name
~ fluttering ~
in my mouth.

In his bachelor's room in El Socorro that year
he played his 8-tracks through a sawed-off speaker box.
The coil would rattle an the cone would hop
but women from the coconut groves
still came to hear
his traveller's tales.

Shop he say he build by Goose Lane junction.
But it rough from fabricated timber string.
Picka foot jook wood
like what Datsun ship in.
And in this snackette he sold red mango,
mints and tamarind.
Its wire mesh grill hid his suffer well tough.
Till the shop bust,
and he knock out the boards
and roam east
to Enterprise village.

Shack he say he build same cross-cut lumber.
Wood he say he stitch same carap bush.
Roof he say he throw same galvanize. He got
ambitious with wood
in his middle ages.

That night I spent there,
with the cicadas in that clear village sky,
even though each room was still unfinished
and each sadness hid. I was with
my father
and I would've stayed
if he had asked.
Brown suede,
8 eye high
desert boots. Beige
gabardine bells with the 2 inch folds.
He was myth. The legend of him.
Once I touched the nape of his boot
to see if my father was real.
Beyond the brown edges of photographs
and the songs we sang
to sing him back
from the sweep and sea agonies
of his distance.
Landslide scars. He sent no letters.

His small hands were for the fine work of his carpentry.
His fingers to trace the pitch pine's grain.
And the raised rivers of his veins,
the thick rings of his charisma,
the scars — the maps of his palms —
were the sweet conductors
of his mystery.
Aiyé Olokun.
He came back smelling of the sea.