Lindstrom & Prins Thomas at PS1
Saturday July 9
Along with Tony Yayo, Lindstrom remains a firm believer in the bucket hat
Download: Lindstrom & Prins Thomas’s Shibuya FM 28th of May 2005 Radio Set
Lindstrom’s Record Label: Feedelity
Sometimes– not often but enough that my back pockets keep the gig stuffed– doing something “because it’s cool” or “because it’s funny” or “because it’s cool because it’s funny” actually produces something worthwhile– or at least tricks junky camouflage dudes to take off their shirts and pour beer all over their bare chests (because it’s cool).
Saturday the contemporary-ist of contemporary art museums PS1 debuted Norway’s ace electro-disko producers Lindstrom & Prins Thomas, newcomers to this making tracks stuff but already cred-heavy with multiple DJ Kicks spots and DFA remixes packed and shipped. Familiarity’s essential to parties lame and otherwise (woof, too many college dorm jams with “Baby Got Back” on the mix, not enough wedding receptions with “Last Dance” for yeah, the last dance); my guess is most people who showed up didn’t even know who the hell these guys were, let alone could recognize their tracks. What’s against all odds more, Lindstrom & Prins Thomas perform semi-live laptop improvisations– guys behind computers touching stuff– which typically are about as fun to watch as security cameras in a nursing home, or Wheel Of Fortune, Braille Edition.
Be it the heat though– or Lindstrom’s bucket hat, or the big dinosaur/kneepad dude getting chumped in the breakers circle by actual breakers, or the PS1 cats throwing beach balls off the top of the museum– people embraced this misfit disco-house unfamiliarity with the “just because” playfulness the contemporary art exhibit itself was bijoux-jabbed for. An age thing maybe? Most patrons were open, attendant, and under 25– imagine that– anxious to support artists they might consider their peers, and unconcerned with the implications of their support, at least for now.
Lindstrom & Prins Thomas benefited from that benevolent spirit too perhaps. The duo, unafraid to play songs with actual structure and generous melodies (somehow a rarity at the live dance sets I’ve attended), worked up a big groove off the drum break we now grant originality to Killing Joke’s “Change.” Then they followed through with a song I overheard someone characterize as “Staying Alive” meets “Da Funk” and another which the same person said was “like that 80s song, the one from the 90s.” Because it’s such a rarity in this town, let me reiterate: people went nuts. The new has no support but, sometimes, quite the shock.