In which our intrepid explorer gnaws the pink wristband from a startled passer by and gains entry to - and I quote - "not a conventional corporate art collection, but rather a dynamic space without an agenda, where audience and artists can explore new relationships and ideas in innovative way" - loosely translated into Salfordese the gruppe plays three tunes in a big echoey room.
Had my old grandma lived long enough to impart words of wisdom to me I have no doubt she would have said "that makes about as much sense as a sagger makers bottom knocker." Indeed this installation is described as the work of Mexican artist Stefan Bruggeman exploring the links between vision and blindness - so lets bring along the Fall to play their signature tune "Blindness". Ahah!
Mr Bruggeman, it appears uses mute recordings of the gruppe played across multiple screens to get his point across. The Prole Art Threat perhaps. In all seriousness I am quite impressed by Bruggemans abstract visuals as demonstrated herein Example of Art
Anyway I'm whittering on - three tunes played in less than perfect recording conditions. Hanley has worked miracles to get this to sound half way decent.
A short "Duped" wherein Mrs E Smith is mostly inaudible and Mr M Smith joins have way through. A shortish "White Lightning" where Mr Greenway becomes inaudible and the keys dominate.
A lengthy "Blindness" features lengthy lyrical expansion from MES which is unfortunately lost in the fog of echo. The band is fine form apart from one dropped beat from Keiron (not suprising given he can problem here himself coming back on his self in this echo chamber).
An excellent keyboard solo from MES on this occasion as he throttles the living daylights out the Korg. Some great scorching wah from Pete and immense mutterings and chitterings emerging as the tune draws to timeless end.
I guess you had to be there and thank god Hanley was.