//dis:002_August, 2000

Darlings and 'info whores' welcome to another month here at the now infamous folkdevil.com - well 600 unique visitors can't be bad.

For all of you fortunate enough to be at The Big Chill this year, I am sure that you'll all agree that it was definitely the best festival of the year, if not since their inception as a lifestyle medium. If you weren't there, then web casts from the event can be caught at www.bigchill.net. From my perspective, the defining moment was the upsurge from those gathered with the hairs standing on the back of my neck, gosh, as Norman Jay started his carnivalesque journey on Sunday afternoon with MJ Cole's 'Sincere'. This was coupled with the spontaneous art installations created in response to the generative display in the Enchanted Garden. Imitation is definitely the sincerest form of flattery. My personal favourite was the impromptu performance of 'Grapes on Corduroy' out of the back of a white transit van. The Big Chill have without a doubt tapped into the zeitgeist of the Combated Folkdevil - where air beds replace roll mats; 1210s replace cassette recorders in the camping area and where bottles of Moet are popped to accompany the morning pipe. What, what. Respect to all those concerned. Interactive sensory entertainment for the new millennium has been born!

Elsewhere the mannafest gig mentioned last month at the ICA was finely executed, in which East Village poetry style presentation met organised ranting. Check www.mannafest.net for the collective's other endeavours.

For August however, I see that the ICA, London are screening the seminal 'Chungking Express' on several dates at the front end of the month, while also playing host to the conscious clubbing collective 'Raya' on Friday 25th August. Check www.ica.org.uk for details.

This month's favoured site however, has to be www.fuckedcompany.com, a spoof of the infamous US based magazine 'Fast Company', chronicling the dot-com dead pool. In short, the site is a game, but instead of betting on people you are betting on companies - with various 'fucked' companies being awarded ratings dependent upon the severity of a company's demise. Check it out and broaden your mind baby.

Off to Ikea now. It seems that like so many others I have become enslaved to the Ikea nesting instinct.

Until next month, Kimura x.