
The Colour of Water, Darkness of Oil
Oil and Water as the saying goes, don’t fit together. “Pouring Oil onto Water” is a signpost to something fairly catastrophic, a kitchen incident maybe or something a lot worse. Nevertheless we need to see these two elements for the conflict they create, and how they shape the binary condition of the present.
Water is never one colour. The waters of the Caribbean and the Greek Islands have a radiant blue that is not mirrored by the English Channel, the North Sea nor the Baltic. But they flow with life energy. Godfathers have the best beachs. Water is also subject to our despairs about pollution, how tainted it has become by corrupt organisations, their profiteering and shitshow maintenance.
Oil, on the other hand: we cannot seem to shake off the dependency. Oil is always Black. Wind farms have their own limitations in terms of environment, but it’s not simply that. It might go back to an old expression, “greasing the wheel”, holding on to the essential freedom of flicking an engine on and moving from A to B. Doing what you want when you want. Is this freedom? The price to be paid after all said and done?
How does this impact music? Was it set 58 years ago in the relationship between Woodstock and Altamont?1. Change came happen in a flash, but is this still true?
Firstly, we can see Oil in this equation as sounds and music that achieve a certain, essential permanence in the way things go (or not) – there will never be another Beatles, nor Rolling Stones, nor Nirvana nor Joy Division. Their achievements set a Gold standard. Black Gold? Water Gold? White Gold? Rolled Gold?
As for water, how did all the above managed to flow with this – in the context of their own time and the hours spent – and how their legacy has become the oil for record companies and indeed the audience. A Record Store Day release that sells for £40 on pink vinyl… the countless box-sets? It’s the Oil Industry at work. Vinyl is a fossil fuel.
New sounds barely get a look in, how can they? New bands can barely survive without the grease of social media exposure even if they can find a venue open to host them cost-efficiently. And how do they get there on public transport? They can’t and they cannot. Unless they have the wheels to support them.
Allied to this are the dynamics of the fast food industry as applied to music and culture. Binge eating is widely diagnosed as being harmful. What about binge listening, binge viewing on Amazon Prime and Netflix? That’s another oil industry factor where choice becomes another word for our addiction to convenience, staying at home as the new alternative to doing little else but nothing.
Oil and water have to co-exist. This seminar shows chemistry that makes such a fusion possible, a gathering rather than a divorce.
Take a step outside and discover another perception, it might be the beauty of a sound bath… saving water in the process.
<small>1. Joel Selvin, Altamont – Rock’s Darkest Day, Dey St./Harper Collins, New York 2016</small>


























