The Koolest Way

When it comes to art, clubbers know what they like - it’s the Koolest Artist.

You've seen a hundred ‘mixed media’ productions. Now it’s time to look at something that, through it’s a light- hearted and tongue-in-cheelc reaction to the art world, says something very serious.

The Koolest Artist is a morphing art super-hero who was born from an egg on a mountain top, son of a Big Foot, captured by UFOs. Having finished his institutional education, The Koolest Artist is now ’pioneering the way ahead'. With three exhibitions under his belt and his work being bought by the likes of Jeremy Healy (‘It meant I got a cheque’), he will arrive in Edinburgh to provide the masses with ‘a rollercoaster of imagery and

colour, different works and drawings. Hopefully it will be fun, witty and to the point. It’s against what would be seen as “the art world" and all those boring concepts.’

The Koolest Artist describes himself as ’unconventional and avant-garde, a different drum. Turn him upside down and see what falls out - drawings, prints, films, music, paintings, sculptures - they all litter to the floor. Turn the Koolest Artist back over. Begin the beat. Others will follow.’

Those who can listen will hear the beat early.

(Simone Baird)

8 The Koo/est Artist Exhibition (Fringe) St Mary’s School (Venue 22), Sun 23-5un 30 Aug. Also on show at Community Service at The Honeycomb, Mon 24 Aug, midnight—Sam, f5.



Pure's Top

Now that Edinburgh club Pure is reaching the ripe old age of eight, resident DJ Brainstorm runs us through some defining moments.

Best: The first time we did Barrowlands in '92. The euphoria at the end was amazing, with 2,000 people there. Worst: The cancellation of Hogmanay ’96 with one week to go. Someone in the leisure department got cold feet and decided that it wasn't going to

Maddest: The first two years. General chaos and quite unbelievable hedonism from everyone.

Most Surreal: A visit from fourteen Elvis impersonators complete with capes and jump-suits.

Kinkiest: Two guys from Fife turning up in bondage gas masks, peering out from the smoke and freaking people out.

Scariest: Some unidentified sweaty male attempting to practice sodomy on Dls Twitch and Dribbler whilst in the mix. I think it was someone who had addled their brain with drugs and lost control of how to deal with people.

Sexiest: Miss Djax, definitely the best- looking DJ we’ve had at the club, especially in her leather trousers. Sleaziest: A hardcore regular called Raymond getting a blow-job on the dance floor from a traffic warden. There was a time when you could get away with almost anything at Pure. (Rory Weller)

Pure’5'8th Birthday The Venue, Fri 21 Aug. See listings for details.

Club News

Sounds from festival club/and.

YOU HAVE TO go and check out the Cafe Graffiti beer garden. It opens at noon and runs right through until 2.30am. There are music tents and raised levels with capacity of nearly 1,300 people. Food is also offered, and there's a milkshake stand on a James Bond theme. Hurry, because it all comes to an end on 31 Aug.

THE IRISH BOYS are taking over the city. The formidible Bob Cairns brings Homeless, the Group Home for Headz, back into town. Last seen at the Shooting Gallery, it now moves to the Honeycomb. After the Alliance night with Higher Ground, the Homeless night will start up proper on 11 Sep with residents Eat Not Sold joined by Chubby Grooves of Fat City and Yogi Haughton. Mike McGuigan (Vena, lakarra) is starting up a new night at Wilkie House called Fuzzy Instinct on 26 Sep. Residents are yet to be confirmed, but the focus will be on the atmosphere rather than the big names.

YOU MIGHT HAVE noticed the small street mag about town called Underword. The boys behind it are hosting a one-off club night called Meido and it looks like it will be a quality event in the Festival spirit. Musically you'll be able to catch live sets from Jabba and Lobe, Dling from Boogie Mo’Dynamo and the Underword lads themselves. Rebel Inc will present spoken word from various authors and there will be visuals and installations.

’Clubbing in the acid house sense has become a little passé,’ says co- editor Hobbes. ’T he hangover from 88 has finished, and now it's time to move on. We're trying to excite people in a new way. We're mixing up the media and chucking in new ingredients to create a new clubbing experience.’

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