The Foundry in Shoreditch is under threat from developers who want to turn it into a '4-star Art'otel'. The hotel development, we are told, would include shops, an art gallery, an art cinema, a spa and a restaurant, all accessible to the public. There would also be a 'sky garden' and restaurant on the top floor.Can't say I've ever been there, maybe I never will now.Attractive as this may sound, it would involve bulldozing the current bar and artspace, set up some time ago by Bill Drummond from the KLF, which is a second home to many of the dirty art school skanks who frequent the area.
It would only be the most stone-hearted almost-East Londoner who wouldn't feel a pang of anxiety at the news that the latest move in the area's gentrification is afoot, so the announcement has already spawned the inevitable Facebook group, and is bound to bring out the usual collection of Middle Aged British Artists and local campaigners in force to defend it.
It's a shame that something which is so obviously not about the money could be replaced by something so transparently commercial. Maybe if Drummond hadn't burned that million quid it wouldn't have to be this way.
Showing posts with label Bill Drummond. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bill Drummond. Show all posts
Thursday, 23 July 2009
The fall of The Foundry
Wednesday, 18 February 2009
The Mastercard Brit Awards
Just watched the Brit Awards sponsored by Mastercard, and The Pet Shop Boys receiving the lifetime achievement award.
They don't make them like they used to.
This is a picture of Bill Drummond from the KLF and their 1992 Brit Awards appearance where he pulled out a machine gun and showered the assembled audience with blanks. You wouldn't get away with that these days.
Or would you?
Is it just that no one is audacious enough to try it?
They don't make them like they used to.
This is a picture of Bill Drummond from the KLF and their 1992 Brit Awards appearance where he pulled out a machine gun and showered the assembled audience with blanks. You wouldn't get away with that these days.
Or would you?
Is it just that no one is audacious enough to try it?
Thursday, 13 November 2008
18
No matter how much I tried hacking away at 17, Bill Drummond's book never fails to deliver.
The narative finishes with him watching a fucking Ralf Little sitcom and the list of members of The17 finishes with the name of my first girlfriend. Its like a little echo of mid-nineties love.
The narative finishes with him watching a fucking Ralf Little sitcom and the list of members of The17 finishes with the name of my first girlfriend. Its like a little echo of mid-nineties love.
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