Snare Time - Dubtronix - Jungle Vol. 1 The Extreme Collection (CD)
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These tracks cannot be purchased individually but are available to download as part of the release. DubtronixDarkus and others. Songs in album Jungle Vol. Dean Alexander - Junglist Raver. Saturday 19 June Sunday 20 June Monday 21 June Tuesday 22 June Wednesday 23 June Thursday 24 June Friday 25 June Saturday 26 June Sunday 27 June Monday 28 June Tuesday 29 June Wednesday 30 June Thursday 1 July Friday 2 July Saturday 3 July Sunday 4 July Monday 5 July Tuesday 6 July Wednesday 7 July Thursday 8 July Friday 9 July Saturday 10 July Sunday 11 July Monday 12 July Tuesday 13 July Wednesday 14 July Thursday 15 July Friday 16 July Saturday 17 July Sunday 18 July Monday 19 July Tuesday 20 July Wednesday 21 July Thursday 22 July Friday 23 July Saturday 24 July Sunday 25 July Monday 26 July Tuesday 27 July Wednesday 28 July Thursday 29 July Friday 30 July Saturday 31 July Of those four, two will focus on ragga-jungle of which this is the firstone will focus on non-ragga new skool, and the last will feature tunes that were in some way related to what I had hoped would become of 'Trinity Don Recorings.
And as one who likes to use nature's geometry as a springboard for his ruminations, this locale-driven pattern seemed as good a reason as any for stringing together a loose, metaphorical map of what I like to call old skool new skool.
I hadn't encountered them or this tune until a year or so ago, and I've never heard anyone else play it, but it's an extremely well executed example of what was happening in North America at the time it was releasedand makes me wonder what, if any, influence the movement had on them. I may be off-base, but I sense a hardcore breaks influence here, a movement which was burgeoning alongside new skool jungle amongst the hardcore lovers in the UK. I fell in love with this guy's work from day one, and had hoped to release his tune 'Inspire' on my second release.
This seemed a promising bridge between the two, but the rift never quite closed, and I don't think it ever will. Nevertheless, some pretty great tunes came out of the cross-pollination, and this I would say is one of the better examples.
I also realized while making the mix just how much attention he pays to the structure of his tunes, and in a land where mixable intros and outros seem to be a near mythical creature, this one's a deejay's wet dream. Unfortunately not many of his tunes have seen the dark of vinyl, but if I had to pick a top 5 of NSJ artists, as a good guy with a good heart and great tunes, he would invariably be among them. Stada I saw perform in various constellations, first at the infamous Trilogy vs.
JPK battle, and he never failed to rock the mic and always bought an upbeat, positive vibe to the dance that I for one appreciated, and which makes a good pairing with the energy of the producer on this fare.
Sizzla — Back over to Germany, here's a one-off that padded many a NSJ deejay's record bag in the mid s. Most of the guys on this mix I would say are more on the underground side of NSJ, but these guys are far from it. A semi-yearly ragga-jungle. Then he came back the next year and did it again. I don't think he had much other involvement in the scene, but as good as those two efforts were, he didn't need to.
He offers his services to others who'd like to fine-tune their production techniques, or who want to go into the studio with him, at any skill level, and make a tune. Lo-Key only had two releases, and they both rank among the more highly sought after rarities from the early days of the scene.
Last I heard he was somewhere in Hawaii, leaving his jungle past behind him. That may be wrong, but in any case, I remember the way my ears perked up when I first heard this on the radio, dialed up the studio, and scampered my ass down to Breakbeat Science to pick up a copy, and knowing how quickly it flew off the shelves they were all gone a week laterI'm surely glad I did.
Monthly magazines that devoted much of their space to what is somewhat depreciatingly known as light literature achieved great success, and so provided authors with the opportunity to bring their work before the public in serial form with profit to themselves.
At about the same time, the publishers found it to their advantage to issue the novels of popular authors in monthly numbers. The authors contracted to provide a certain amount of material to fill a certain number of pages. The system encouraged them to be leisurely and long-winded.
We know from their own admissions how from time to time the authors of these serials, even the best of them, Dickens, Thackeray, Trollope, found it a hateful burden to be obliged to deliver an instalment by a given date. No wonder they padded! No wonder they burdened their stories with irrelevant episodes! When I consider how many obstacles the novelist has to contend with, how many pitfalls to avoid, I am not surprised that even the greatest novels are imperfect; I am only surprised that they are not more imperfect than they are.
Their writers are, on the whole, as dis- inclined as was H. One point they are pretty unanimous on is that the story is of little consequence. It does not seem to have occurred to them that the story, the plot, is as it were a lifeline which the author throws to the reader in order to hold his interest. They consider the telling of a story for its own sake as a debased form of fiction.
That seems strange to me, since the desire to listen to stories appears to be as deeply rooted in the human animal as the sense of property. From the beginning of history men have gathered round the camp-fire, or in a group in the market place, to listen to the telling of a story. That the desire is as strong as ever is shown by the amazing popularity of detective stories in our own day.
By the incidents he chooses to relate, the characters he selects and his attitude towards them, the author offers you a criticism of life. It may not be a very original one, or very profound, but it is there; and consequently, though he may not know it, he is in his own modest way a moralist. But morals, unlike mathematics, are not a precise science.
Morals cannot be inflexible for they deal with the behaviour of human beings, and human beings, as we know, are vain, changeable and vacillating.
The future is uncertain. Our freedom is menaced. We are in the grip of anxieties, fears and frustra- tions. Values that were long unquestioned now seem dubious. But these are serious matters, and it has not escaped the writers of fiction that the reader may find a novel that is concerned with them somewhat heavy going.
Now, owing to the invention of contraceptives, the high value that was once placed on chastity no longer obtains. I am not sure they are well-advised.
At present there is a tendency to dwell on characterization rather than on incident and, of course, characterization is important; for unless you come to know intimately the persons of a novel, and so can sympathize with them, Snare Time - Dubtronix - Jungle Vol.
1 The Extreme Collection (CD) are unlikely to care what happens to them. But to concentrate on your characters, rather than on what happens to them, is merely one way of writing a novel like another. The tale of Snare Time - Dubtronix - Jungle Vol. 1 The Extreme Collection (CD) incident, in which the characterization is perfunctory or commonplace, has just as much right to exist as the other.
Indeed, some very good novels of this kind have been written, Gil Bias, for instance, and Monte Cristo, Scheherazade would have lost her head very soon if she had dwelt on the characters of the persons she was dealing with, rather than on the adventures that befell them.
In the chapters that follow I have given in each case some account of the life and character of the author I am writing about. To know something about Flaubert explains a good deal that would otherwise be disturbing in Madam Bovary, and to know the little there is to know about Emily Bronte gives a greater poignancy to her strange and wonderful book.
A novelist, I have written these essays from my own standpoint. The danger of this is that the novelist is very apt to like best the sort of thing he does himself, and he will judge the work of others by how nearly they approach his own practice.
In order to do full justice to works with which he has no natural sympathy, he needs a dispassionate integrity, a liberality of spirit, of which the members of an irritable race are seldom possessed. On the other hand, the critic who is not himself a creator is likely to know Htde about the technique of the novel, and so in his criticism he gives you either his personal impressions, which may well be of no great value, unless hke the art of fiction 19 Desmond MacCarthy he is not only a man of letters but also a man of the world; or else he proffers a judgment founded on hard and fast rules which must be followed to gain his appro- bation.
It is as though a shoemaker made shoes only in two sizes and if neither of them fitted your foot, you could for all he cared go shoeless. The essays which are contained in this volume were written in the first place to induce readers to read the novels with which they are concerned, but in order not to spoil their pleasure it seemed to me that I had to take care not to reveal more of the story than I could help.
That made it difficult to discuss the book adequately. I have not hesitated to point out the defects as well as the merits that I see in these various novels, for nothing is of greater disservice to the general reader than the indiscriminate praise that is somedmes bestowed on certain works that are rightly accepted as classics. He reads and finds that such and such a modve is unconvincing, a certain character unreal, such and such an episode irrelevant and a certain description tedious.
But a novel is to be read with enjoyment. I think, however, that the novelist may claim that you do not do him justice unless you admit that he has the right to demand something of his readers. He has the right to demand that they should possess the small amount of application that is needed to read a book of three or four hundred pages.
Unless a reader is able to give something of himself, he cannot get from a novel the best it has to give. There is no obligation to read a work of fiction. Arthur Murphy, who wrote a short life of him in 1only eight years after his death, as an introduction to an edition of his works, seems to have known him, if he knew him at all, only in his later years, and had so litde material to work with that, presumably to fill the eighty pages of his essay, he indulged in long and tedious digressions.
The facts he tells are Snare Time - Dubtronix - Jungle Vol. 1 The Extreme Collection (CD), and subsequent research has shown that they are not always accurate.
The last author to deal at length with Fielding is Dr. Homes Dudden, Master of Pembroke. The two stout volumes of his work are a monument of pains- taking industry. Fielding was a gentleman born. His father was the third son of John Fielding, a Canon of Salisbury, and he in turn was the fifth son of an Earl of Desmond.
Two or three years later the Fieldings, who by this time had had two more children, daughters, moved to East Stour in Dorsetshire, a property which the judge had settled on his daughter, and there three more girls and a boy were born. Fielding died inand in the following year Henry went to Eton. On leaving Eton, instead of going up to a university, he lived for a while at Salisbury with his grandmother, Lady Gould, the judge being dead; and there, according to Dr.
Dudden, read some law and a good deal of miscellaneous literature. He was then a handsome youth, over six feet tall, strong and active, with deep-set eyes, a Roman nose, a short upper lip with an ironical curl to it, and a stubborn, prominent chin. His hair was brown and curly, his teeth white and even. By the time he was eighteen, he gave promise of the sort of man he was going to be. It was discovered, and the young woman was hurried away and safely married to a more eligible suitor.
It was called Love in Several Masques and was given four per- formances. Shortly after this he entered the University of Leyden with an allowance from his father of two hundred pounds a year. But his father had married again Snare Time - Dubtronix - Jungle Vol. 1 The Extreme Collection (CD) cither could not, or would not, continue to pay him the allowance he had promised, so after about a year Fielding was obliged to return to England.
He was in such straits then that, as in his light-hearted way he put it himself, he had no choice but to be a hackney coachman or a hackney writer. He had the high spirits, the humour, the keen-witted observation of the contemporary scene, which are needed by the playwright; and he seems to have had, besides, some ingenuity and a sense of construction.
To please a leading lady has ever been the surest way for a young dramatist to get his play produced. Dudden looks upon this as an exaggeration. Some of these pieces were very short, and I have myself heard of light comedies that were written over a week-end and were none the worse for that. This act still obtains, to torment British authors. After this, Fielding wrote only rarely for the theatre and, when he did, presumably for no other reason than that he was more than usually hard up.
I will not pretend that I have read his plays, but I have flipped through the pages, reading a scene here and there, and the dialogue seems natural and sprightly. The most amusing bit I have come across is the description which, after the fashion of the day, he gives in the list of Dramatis Personae in Tom Thumb the Great'. But plays are written to be acted, not to be read; it is certainly well for them to have literary distinc- tion; but it is not that which makes them good plays, it may and often does make them less actable.
Unless the manager can gauge their taste, he will go bankrupt. Fielding had no illusions about the worth of his plays, and himself said that he left off writing for the stage when he should have begun. He wrote for money, and had no great respect for the understanding of an audience. Quite a number of eminent novelists have tried their hands at playwriting, but I cannot think of any that have conspicuously succeeded.
The fact is that the techniques are very different, and to have learnt how to write a novel is of no help when it comes to writing a play. The power of attention that an audience has is very limited, and it must be held by a constant succession of incidents; something fresh must be doing all the time; the theme must be presented at once and its development must follow a definite line, without digression into irrelevant bypaths; the dialogue must be crisp and to the point, and it must be so put that the listener can catch its meaning without having to stop and think; the characters must be all of a piece, easily grasped by the eye and the understanding, and however complex, their complexity must be plausible.
A play cannot afford loose ends; however slight, its foundation must be secure and its structure solid. When the playwright, who has acquired the qualities which I have suggested are essential to writing a play which audiences will sit through with pleasure, starts writing novels, he is at an advantage.
These are excellent qualities, and some very good novelists, whatever their other merits, have not possessed them. I cannot look upon the years Fielding spent writing plays as wasted; I think, on the contrary, the experience he gained then was of value to him when he came to writing novels. In Fielding married Charlotte Cradock. She was one of the two daughters of a widow who lived in Salisbuiyy and nothing is known of her but that she was beautiful and charming.
Cradock died a year later and left Charlotte fifteen hundred pounds. He had to find a means of livelihood. He was thirty-one. Snare Time - Dubtronix - Jungle Vol. 1 The Extreme Collection (CD) was ready to follow his profession with assiduity, but he seems to have had few briefs; and it may well be that the attorneys were suspicious of a man who was known only as a writer of light comedies and political satires. Moreover, within three years of being called, he began to suffer from frequent attacks of gout which prevented him from regularly attending the courts.
In order to make money he was obliged to do hack work for the papers. He found time, meanwhile, to write Joseph Andrews, his first novel. Two years later his wife died. Her death left him distracted with grief. All the world knows what was his imprudence; if ever he possessed a score of pounds nothing could keep him from lavishing it idly, or make him think of tomorrow.
Sometimes they were living in decent lodgings with tolerable comfort; sometimes in a wretched garret without necessaries, not to speak of the sponging-houses and hiding places where he was occasionally to be found. His elastic gaiety of spirit carried him through it all; but, mean- while, care and anxiety were preying upon her more delicate mind, and undermining her constitution.
She gradually declined, caught a fever, and died in his arms. Mary Daniel had few personal charms, but she was an excellent creature and he never spoke of her but with affection and respect. She was a very decent woman, who looked after him well, a good wife and a good mother. She bore him two boys and a girl. When still a struggling dramatist, Fielding had made advances to Sir Robert Walpole, then all-powerful; but though he dedicated to him with effusive compliments his play.
He therefore decided that he could do better with the party opposed to Walpole, and forth- with made overtures to Lord Chesterfield, one of its leaders. As Dr. The party Fielding worked for was now in power, and for some years he edited and wrote for the papers which sup- ported and defended the Government.
He naturally expected that his services should be rewarded. Among the friends he had made at Eton, and w'hosc friendship he had retained, was George Lyttelton, a member of a distinguished political family isUnguished to the present day and a generous patron of literature.
Presently, so that he might discharge his duties more effec-? Through the Duke of Bedford he was granted a pension out of the public-service money. It is supposed that this was either one or two hundred pounds a year. He received altogether seven hundred pounds for it, and since money at that period was worth five or six times at least what it is worth now, this sum was equivalent to some- thing like four thousand pounds.
That would be good pay- ment for a novel to-day. His attacks of gout were frequent, and he had often to go to Bath to recuperate, or to a cottage he had near London. But he did not cease to write. He wrote pamphlets concerning his office; one, an Enquiry into the Causes of the Late Menace of Robbers is said to have caused the famous Gin Act to be passed; and he wrote Amelia, His industry was indeed amazing.
Amelia was published in and in the same year Fielding undertook to edit still another paper, The Covent Garden Journal. His health grew worse. He arrived in August, and two months later died. He was forty- seven years old. He was a man. There is something contemporary about him. There is a sort of Englishman that till recently was far from uncommon.
He is a gentleman, and he has good manners. He is good-looking, good-natured, friendly and easy to get on with. He is not particularly cultured, but he is tolerant of those who are. He is fond of the girls and is apt to find himself cited as a co-respondent. Though he does nothing, he is far from idle. He has an adequate income and is free with his money.
If war breaks out, he joins up and his gallantry is conspicuous. There is absolutely no harm in him and everyone likes him. The years pass and youth is over, he is not so well- off any more and life is not so easy as it was. He has had to give up hunting, but he still plays a good game of golf and you arc always glad to see him in the card-room of your club. He marries an old flame, a widow with money, and, settling down to middle age, makes her a very good husband. The world to-day has no room for him and in a few years his type will be extinct.
Such a man, I fancy, was Fielding. But he happened to have the great gift which made him the writer he was and, when he wanted to, he could work hard. He was fond of the bottle and he liked women.
When people speak of virtue, it is generally sex they have in mind, but chastity is only a small part of virtue, and perhaps not the chief one. Fielding had strong passions, and he had no hesitation in yielding to them.
He was capable of loving tenderly. Now love, not affection, which is a different thing, is rooted in sex, but there can be sexual desire without love. It is only hypocrisy or ignorance that denies it. Sexual desire is an animal instinct, and there is nothing more shameful in it than in thirst or hunger, and no more reason not to satisfy it. If Fielding enjoyed, somewhat promiscuously, the pleasures of sex, he was not worse than most men. Like most of us, he regretted his sins, if sins they are, but when opportunity occurred, committed them again.
Though tolerant to the faults of others, he hated brutality and double-dealing. He was not puffed up by success and, with the help of a brace of partridges and a bottle of claret, bore adversity with fortitude. He took life as it came, with high spirits and good humour, and enjoyed it to the full.
In fact he was very like his own Tom Jones, and not unlike his own Billy Booth. He was a very proper man. I should, however, tell the reader that the picture I have drawn of Henry Fielding does not at all accord with that drawn by the Master of Pembroke in the monumental work to which I have often referred, and to which I owe much useful informa- tion.
But this conception, which Dr. It was held by persons who knew him well. It is true that he was violently attacked in his own day by his political and literary enemies, and it is very likely that the charges that were brought against him were exaggerated; but if charges are to be damaging they must be plausible. For example: the late Sir Stafford Cripps had many bitter enemies who were only too anxious to throw mud at him; they said that he was a turncoat and a traitor to his class; but it would never have occurred to them to say that he was a lecher and a drunkard, since he was weU-known to be a man of high moral character and fiercely abstemious.
It would only have made them absurd. In the same way, the legends that gather round a famous man may not be true, but they could not be believed unless they are specious. Dudden shows that there can be no truth in the anecdote; but if it was invented, it is because it was credible.
Fielding was accused of being a spendthrift; he probably was; it went with his insouci- ance, his high spirits, his friendliness, Snare Time - Dubtronix - Jungle Vol.
1 The Extreme Collection (CD) and indifi'er- ence to money. So did the noble- minded Edmund Burke. As a playwright, Fielding had lived for years in theatrical circles, and the theatre has in no country, cither in the past or the present, been regarded as a favourable place to teach the young a rigid continence.
Anne Oldfield, by whose influence Fielding had his first play produced, was buried in Westminster Abbey; but since she had been kept by two gentlemen, and had had two illegitimate children, per- mission to honour her with a monument was refused. It would be strange if she did not grant her favours to the handsome youth that Fielding then was; and, since he was pretty well penniless, it would not be surprising if she had helped him with some of the funds she received from her protectors.
It may be that his poverty, but not his will, consented. If in his youth he was much given to wenching, he was no different from most young men in his day and ours who had his opportunides and advantages.
Whatever philosophers may aver, common sense is pretty well agreed that there is a different morality for youth and age, and a different one according to the station in life.
He was quite ready to put his great gifts at the service of Sir Robert Walpole and, when he found they were not wanted, he was equally ready to put them at the service of his enemies! That demanded no particular sacrifice of principle, since at that time the only real difference between the Government and the Opposition was that the Government enjoyed the emolu- ments of office and the Opposition did not.
Corruption was universal, and great lords were as willing to change sides when it was to their advantage as was Fielding when it was a question of bread and butter.
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